airplanearms:


rach-o:

awkgasm:

erickimberlinbowley:

The Loneliest Whale in the World.
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.
Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.


DUDE. :(

 This is the most depressing thing I’ve ever read. Crying myself to sleep now.


Why do I read this and do this to myself??

airplanearms:

rach-o:

awkgasm:

erickimberlinbowley:

The Loneliest Whale in the World.

In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:

She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.

DUDE. :(

 This is the most depressing thing I’ve ever read. Crying myself to sleep now.

Why do I read this and do this to myself??

stickysweetdanish:

jasietaraevangesen:

embracing-fat:

fatseux:

All of this please.

does anyone know who this model is? because, shiit, she’s gorgeous.

living doll! <3

Reblogging my own photo set, so I can tell everyone that the model’s name is Line Mikkelsen. She is danish and as far as I know, hasn’t worked for any other brand.

lazy hazy dreams.

via:

photojojo:

Wouldn’t these be nice mural-sized on your bedroom wall? Yessss.

Sky Series by Eric Cahan

via But Does It Float

You have to question a cinematic culture which preaches artistic expression, and yet would support a decision that is clearly a product of a patriarchy-dominant society, which tries to control how women are depicted on screen. The MPAA is okay supporting scenes that portray women in scenarios of sexual torture and violence for entertainment purposes, but they are trying to force us to look away from a scene that shows a woman in a sexual scenario, which is both complicit and complex. It’s misogynistic in nature to try and control a woman’s sexual presentation of self. I consider this an issue that is bigger than this film. … There is something very distorted about this reality that they’ve created, which is that it is OK to torture women on screen. Any kind of violence towards women in a sexual scenario is fine. But give a woman pleasure? No way. Not a chance. That’s pornography.
Ryan Gosling, in a letter protesting the NC-17 rating of ‘Blue Valentine’. The rating was based on one consensual sex scene, in which he performs cunnilingus on Michelle Williams. (via agarfields)

(Source: feminishblog)

roxanneritchi:

PLEASE REBLOG THIS LIKE THE PLAGUE

prawnosaurus:

This is a petition on the Directgov website - this goes straight through to parliament and at the current time of posting it only has 21 signatures

I know a lot of people are reblogging the one sponsored by…

dreamy.

rackbrain:

Spokane, Circa 1960

Home, 24 years early.

psychotropicpolitics:

Hey it’s that kid from Love Actually in this episode of Inspector Lewis

I’ve been so curious about what happened to him. He looks exactly the same. (the above still from Inspector Lewis would look perfect next to one of him mad that Joanna sang “And youuuuuu!” to everyone else in that auditorium.

Reading this MWF SEEKING BFF book.

And I like it but also groan as every other page is essentializing binary gender riles trying to explain why women need friends (and what kind of friends) in ways more than/different than men. And while all of the authors research may be spot on, her voice doesn’t have the gravitas to make me take her seriously as a gender theorist - which is a line I feel like she’s trying to walk 25% of the time so far. I just wanted a memoir, not so much of a social commentary.

Anyway. There’s that and then it feels like a rom-com of the best-worst kind. And then she quotes KISSING JESSICA STEIN. Which I own and enjoy, but also see it is of course the perfect fit to this book.

(and seeing as I really did just use “gravitas” when rambling about this book, I don’t fail to see how pretentious I sound.)

From Jo Nesbo's REDBREAST..
Aune: Clothes are one of the strongest signals we transmit. Tweed signals masculinity and confidence.
Harry: And the bow-tie?
Aune: Intellectual frivolity and arrogance. Gravity with a touch of self-irony, if you like. More than enough to impress second-rate colleagues it seems.