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callmeoutis:

armorgan66:

hints-of-sarcasm:

There needs to be a phrase for “I acknowledge your apology and appreciate it but it does not make things better.” instead of just saying “It’s okay.” all the time. 

I recognize the council has made an apology, but given that it is a stupid ass apology, I have elected to ignore it.

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thank you director fury

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Reblogged from oliviacirce

After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.

Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
Did this.

I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?

The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.

She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.

She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
Questions.

She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.

Not everything is lost.

Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be. (via awelltraveledwoman)

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mynameissnuffaluffagus:

"How many?"

"Lots."

THIS MOVIE

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Reblogged from runningbox11

runningbox11:

THREE DAYS AGO Y’ALL WERE CALLING JOHN GREEN THE DEN MOTHER OF TUMBLR AND NOW YOU’RE GETTING MAD BECAUSE HE GOT EXCITED ABOUT HIS OWN DAMN BOOK BECOMING A MOVIE AND HAVING SOMETHING RELATIVELY PROGRESSIVE IN IT THIS MAN HAS DONE SO GODDAMN MUCH FOR SO MANY CAUSES AND HE’S PUT OUT LOVE AND GOOD MESSAGES TO SO MANY PEOPLE AND NOW YOU GUYS ARE SPITTING HIS WAY BECAUSE HE HAD CONFIDENCE AND SELF LOVE I HAVE NEVER HATED TUMBLR THE WAY I DO RIGHT NOW

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Reblogged from starkassembled

starkassembled:

"Hannibal is a psychopa-"

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Reblogged from explicitly1d

snk-potato-girl:

niallsprincessforreal:

MY EMAIL TO TUMBLR SUPPORT:

Dear Tumblr Support Staff,

Hi. I’m Caroline, and my tumblr URL is niallsprincessforreal. I’m reporting a serious issue involving a Tumblr user under the URL of zaddyzayn. Her name is Sydney, I believe.

Anyway, Sydney posted a long and very offensive post about how “disgusting” cancer kids and kids suffering from mental disorders and disabilities (such as Down syndrome) are. That they are undeserving to meet One Direction.

The problem began there. I was very upset over this, but it wasn’t cyber bullying until she (zaddyzayn) went after another Tumblr user under the URL of whoron. The person with the URL whoron told zaddyzayn that her little cousin was in her final stages of life due to cancer and how she was suffering. Zaddyzayn then proceeded to insult her cousin. I have the direct quote here;

"Blah blah blah. I care I care. Your baby cousin must be ugly or her mother must have smoked weed or popped a molly when she was pregnant with her to have cancer."

And, One Direction had posed for a picture with a young girl who had a disability. It was a sweet thing, but of course zaddyzayn had a nasty comment. I have another direct quote, which is her response:

"LOOK AT THIS! MY POINT EXACTLY. I’m so DISGUSTED right now. The boys touching fucking RATS. I feel sick to my stomach,. I hope the boys scrubbed themselves in that shower that night. I don’t want them to catch the down syndrome gene."

She also responded to an anonymous message that agreed with her as follows (this is also direct);

"OMG I KNOW RIGHT. If only I was ugly and looked like I was missing a few chromosomes."

This is unacceptable. She calls children with disorders and disabilities terrible names and it has got to stop. If you can’t get rid of zaddyzayn or do anything, then Tumblr isn’t a safe website and I’ll be sure that that will be well known. Cyber bullying is not something to be taken lightly.

Surely, as a website who takes issues like depression and suicide very seriously, you understand how wrong and ultimately dangerous her words are. This Tumblr user, zaddyzayn, truly needs to be taken off of Tumblr. It’s getting ridiculous.

It’s a disgusting thing, truly it is. Please do something about zaddyzayn.

Also, I have taken screenshots of some of zaddyzayn’s offensive posts and I will try to add them to this email.

Thank you for helping,

Caroline
(Tumblr URL- niallsprincessforreal)

Please report the tumblr user pictured above. You can see for yourself how disgusting she is. Thanks x

SIGNAL BOOST

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casfucker:

hi nice to meet you i have a big penis

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Reblogged from beyondthepolice

thescienceofjohnlock:

redridingwiththewolves:

gallifrey-feels:

jebiwonkenobi:

ellev:

Oh my GOD, Owen.

It entertains me that their organization was not even remotely secret. I imagine the locals all rolling their eyes whenever the team runs past, because it’s like when your kids are playing spy games and they’re being ‘sneaky’ and you have to pretend you can’t see them. 

Whenever something really weird happens you just wander down to the docks, position yourself in front of a hidden camera, and sigh loudly. “Oh my, I sure hope that freaky alien-looking thing doesn’t eat my family. Boy, I wish there were someone around who could take care of that for me.

And then you @#!*% off and get lunch while they handle it, so you can avoid getting roofied. 

And then you remember this little gem

“Excuse me… Have you seen a blowfish driving a sports car?”

*points*”Bloody Torchwood!”

(Source: beyondthepolice, via no-party-like-a-hobbit-party)