Das tapfere Schreiberlein

malumdiscordiae:

ianthe:

policymic:

Photos show side of Afghan women Americans don’t typically see

Follow policymic

but noooo we have to save the poor oppressed brown women with our superior american way of life

LET US FREE YOU

And people say imperialism is dead.



tfios-changed-my-life:

So this little cigarette right here has sparked a whole new brand of TFiOS hate, much of which is coming from people who claimed to love the book. 
Many people are now pointing out how “pretentious” Augustus is, and I can’t help but think, You’re only just now realizing this. He was written to be a seemingly pretentious and arrogant person. The acknowledgement of this is actually highly important because, without it, the book loses the message that a hero’s journey is that of strength to weakness. 
Augustus Waters has big dreams for himself. He wants to be known and remembered; he wants to be a hero; he wants to be seen as perfect. But there’s already something standing in his way… He has a disability, and society tells him that a person cannot be both perfect and disabled. So what does he do? He creates a persona for himself. He tries to appear older and wiser than he is. But the pretentious side of him is NOT who he truly is. It’s all an act. (This is evident in the fact that he often uses words in the wrong context.)
And when his cancer returns, we begin to see his mask cracking. The true Augustus begins to bleed through… Hazel even takes notice of this from time to time. And by the time we get to the gas station scene, Augustus is no longer the picture of perfection he was when we met him. The play has been canceled. The actor must reveal himself. And he’s revealed to be a weak, defenseless boy, succumbing to the cancer that is made of him. 
THE PRETENTIOUSNESS IS INTENTIONAL. It stands to show Augustus’s journey from flawless to flawed, from strong to weak. It’s the key to understanding that Augustus was the hero he always wanted to be, even if he didn’t realized it. 

tfios-changed-my-life:

So this little cigarette right here has sparked a whole new brand of TFiOS hate, much of which is coming from people who claimed to love the book. 

Many people are now pointing out how “pretentious” Augustus is, and I can’t help but think, You’re only just now realizing this. He was written to be a seemingly pretentious and arrogant person. The acknowledgement of this is actually highly important because, without it, the book loses the message that a hero’s journey is that of strength to weakness

Augustus Waters has big dreams for himself. He wants to be known and remembered; he wants to be a hero; he wants to be seen as perfect. But there’s already something standing in his way… He has a disability, and society tells him that a person cannot be both perfect and disabled. So what does he do? He creates a persona for himself. He tries to appear older and wiser than he is. But the pretentious side of him is NOT who he truly is. It’s all an act. (This is evident in the fact that he often uses words in the wrong context.)

And when his cancer returns, we begin to see his mask cracking. The true Augustus begins to bleed through… Hazel even takes notice of this from time to time. And by the time we get to the gas station scene, Augustus is no longer the picture of perfection he was when we met him. The play has been canceled. The actor must reveal himself. And he’s revealed to be a weak, defenseless boy, succumbing to the cancer that is made of him. 

THE PRETENTIOUSNESS IS INTENTIONAL. It stands to show Augustus’s journey from flawless to flawed, from strong to weak. It’s the key to understanding that Augustus was the hero he always wanted to be, even if he didn’t realized it. 



bansheeandahunter:

False rape accusations are an anomaly.

True rape accusations are a norm.

You’re, quite literally, more likely to be killed by a comet than falsely accused of rape.



potrafic:

me to everyone mocking tfios bc of augustus’s pretentiousness image



muhxchan:

All of Stan Lee’s Marvel film cameos

I’m desperately waiting for someone to add the winter soldier one


thestormypetrelofcrime:

I was thinking about how stupid child leashes are and was reminded of Sam’s harness…

thestormypetrelofcrime:

I was thinking about how stupid child leashes are and was reminded of Sam’s harness…


cthonical:

kingcheddarxvii:

*pulls out phone* “hey check out this meme”

"woah, don’t you know liking memes isn’t cool???"

"aha it’s a metaphor. i like the meme but i never press the reblog button. put it in your likes but never give it the power to ruin your blog"

this fault in your stars meme is cracking me up so hard


floozys:

this is so specific i love it 

floozys:

this is so specific i love it 



somnomania:

torn-by-dreams:

snwcone:

allthatglitchesisgold:

Skate 3 sets the industry standard for simulating massive quantum-scale inconsistencies in the laws of physics.

this is the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever watched

it’s like a game made entirely of Skyrim glitches

pictured in this video: an illustration of my thought processes


copperbadge:

superqueerpasta:

Imagine having your house full of little plants and the happier and comfier the atmosphere in your house is, the better the plants grow.  They’re greener, there’s more flowers so that it smells nice.  Vines grow around the legs of table and chairs.  Maybe sometimes a little vine will curl around your finger while your reading to be closer to the comfort you give.  Mosses and ferns make little plush patches in corners that you can sit in.  Medical plants migrate toward the medicine cabinet while herbs and spices move to the kitchen.  Floors get covered in step-able flowers.

Just imagine little happy plants living with you.

…every couple of months Crowley would pick out a plant that was growing too slowly, or succumbing to leaf-wilt or browning, or just didn’t look quite as good as the others, and he would carry it around to all the other plants. “Say goodbye to your friend,” he’d say to them. “He just couldn’t cut it… “

Then he would leave the flat with the offending plant, and return an hour or so later with a large, empty flower pot, which he would leave somewhere conspicuously around the flat.

The plants were the most luxurious, verdant, and beautiful in London. 

— Good Omens