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THIS IS MY HOME A beautiful film about a beautiful person.

Tue, 21 Feb 2012 23:26:00 +0000

THIS IS MY HOME

A beautiful film about a beautiful person.

tommyxvx: thegreg: derbygirl: triumphofintellectandromance: t...

Sat, 18 Feb 2012 23:51:29 +0000

thegreg:

derbygirl:

triumphofintellectandromance:

thegoatjustatethemoney:

undergr0undkingz:

tyleroakley:

Before you defend Chris Brown, let alone support him, read the police report of what happened between him and Rihanna in 2009.

Damn.

i am fucking speechless.

THIS is why we should not support this man. (And, for the record, Rolling Stone, it’s not funny that Chris Brown makes light of his DV charge when hitting on women.)

This is why I won’t ignore Chris Brown when people continue to fawn over him, and when he’s said what he did “wasn’t a big deal.”

It was a big. fucking. deal.

Chris Brown is a piece of shit of monumental proportions and he should have to apologize for this every day for the rest of his life. The fact that the fucking scumbag somehow feels victimized by this is abhorrent.

Fuck him and fuck anyone who defends him.

Chris Brown is fucking scum. Hang Team Breezy.

I am astounded that this arsehole is not in prison for this. The fact that he still has a career, and a successful one at that, is abhorrent.

vincentxanthony: Chimpanzees see sunlight for the first...

Sat, 18 Feb 2012 00:55:03 +0000

vincentxanthony:

Chimpanzees see sunlight for the first time.

Born into captivity, these chimps were used for laboratory experimentation for decades. Activists rescued these chimps, and placed them in a rehabilitation center to slowly reintroduce them to freedom, and nature.

I am getting choked up writing this. No animals deserve this. Not humans, not chimpanzees, not cows, nothing. If you don’t see the similarities between something like this and slavery, prisoners of war, then I don’t know what to do anymore. This isn’t a unique situation. Go to any sanctuary or rescue and you’ll see it from any animal moving from captivity to rehabilitation.

Transcript of narration:

Woman Narrator:
They see for the first time in their lives, the sun. After decades in an experiment laboratory, this is the first step of the chimpanzees in to freedom.

Man Narrator:
They hugged each other, like they would say they were finally free. And then they laughed. One imagines being locked up for 30 years in an elevator, then to open the door with friends and say “I don’t believe it.” They have only seen people wearing protective clothing; they have never had regular contact. They never learned to climb, because they were brought to the laboratory as babies. Now they can finally get out.

Woman Narrator:
Most of the former 38 monkeys have spent the entire lives behind bars. Since 2002, they are now in an Austrian village, slowing being prepared a life in freedom. This moment was for both animal and people equally unique.

Man Narrator:
I saw a chimpanzee, who was starring completely fascinated at a butterfly. He knew it, from back when he was a small chimpanzee in the jungle, and now he can see them again.

Woman Narrator:
And the monkeys that were born in the laboratory are discovering everything for the first time. The air, the grass, the freedom.

Total liberation. It’s not just for me. It’s not just for a diet. It’s so nothing in this world ever has to look at the sun for the first time after decades without it.

Until every cage is empty.

brain-food: The Boy Who Played With Fusion Meet the youngest...

Sat, 18 Feb 2012 00:38:07 +0000

brain-food:

The Boy Who Played With Fusion

Meet the youngest person on Earth to achieve nuclear fusion. Taylor Wilson built his first bomb when he was 10 years old. Four years later, he became the thirty-second person on Earth to ever build a working nuclear fusion reactor. (via io9)

This profile on Taylor Wilson over at Popsci is absolutely fascinating. Excellent read, probably one of my favorite articles they’ve written. He kind of reminds me of Val Kilmer’s character (Chris Knight) from the movie ‘Real Genius’. So many high fives to his parents for being all shades of awesome in raising an amazing kid.

nightmaresforaweek: Her and Cigarettes by Cheap Girls I love...

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 11:36:29 +0000

nightmaresforaweek:

Her and Cigarettes by Cheap Girls

I love this song and this band.

nightmaresforaweek: milogoestocollege: Grandparents one is...

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 10:42:36 +0000

nightmaresforaweek:

milogoestocollege:

Grandparents one is 100% accurate

But alfalfa sprouts rule!

Guante: 10 Responses to the Phrase “Man Up”...

Wed, 15 Feb 2012 23:12:00 +0000

Guante: 10 Responses to the Phrase “Man Up” (Spoken-Word) (by TripGuante)

obviousprime: SO TRUE! These days it’s rare that I have...

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 17:40:00 +0000

obviousprime:

SO TRUE!

These days it’s rare that I have to experience this (I usually die first). I’m really out of practice. About ten years out of practice.

Photo

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 10:52:22 +0000

silentpunk: tooyoungforthelivingdead: Josie Long’s Another...

Mon, 13 Feb 2012 21:10:56 +0000

silentpunk:

tooyoungforthelivingdead:

Josie Long’s Another Planet, where she imagines a world with no Unilad-esque sexist shite and where Nuts and Zoo are replaced by cute otters.

I love her cartoons!

Has there ever been anything more perfect than this cartoon? (Especially like the Oasis duvet cover)

Come back and say that about ferrous metals again, you c**t!

I was a (young) teenager when lad mags first appeared, and I’ll admit I bought a few of them. I was entranced by the boobies (I’m only human), but the actual articles left me wanting. I wasn’t their target audience - a shy, nerdy boy who loved reading and hated football and hadn’t yet started drinking. I would rather have read an article about pandas than some Z-list celebrity’s thoughts on beer and forcing yourself on some poor girl “who’s good to go phwoooaaarrr”.

25 Extremely Upsetting Reactions To Chris Brown At The Grammys

Mon, 13 Feb 2012 16:27:44 +0000

25 Extremely Upsetting Reactions To Chris Brown At The Grammys:

Words fail me.

secretsocietyofvegans: NEW: Chocovered Raisins! So yummy!...

Mon, 13 Feb 2012 15:36:41 +0000

secretsocietyofvegans:

NEW: Chocovered Raisins! So yummy! (Taken with Instagram at Vx)

Soon I shall buy ALL of these, and rekindle my much-missed addiction to chocolate raisins.

John K. Samson - Provincial Therefore we, the undersigned, put...

Mon, 13 Feb 2012 11:49:09 +0000

John K. Samson - Provincial

Therefore we, the undersigned, put forth John K. Samson’s name as one of Earth’s greatest living songwriters.

Talking to my Mostly Deaf Grandma on the Phone

Sun, 12 Feb 2012 17:44:00 +0000

Grandma: Hello Simon.
Me: Hello Grandma!
Grandma: Mmhmm, I'm well thank you. Hope you're well.
Me: I am, thank you.
Grandma: God bless.
Me: You too, bye!
Grandma: *click*

Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Sun, 12 Feb 2012 00:50:00 +0000

Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Dear friends and fellow activists, At a time when most animal rights organizations are actively...

Thu, 09 Feb 2012 20:15:00 +0000

Dear friends and fellow activists,

At a time when most animal rights organizations are actively promoting, advocating and rewarding “humane” animal products and farming methods, I am writing to you on behalf of three of the recipients of that mercy.

To the industry, they are known as production units #6, #35, and #67,595. To the “compassionate” consumer, they are known as feel-good labels: “organic dairy”, “rose veal”, “free-range eggs”. To welfare advocates, they are known as “humane alternatives”. To each other, they are known as mother, son, sister, friend. To themselves, they are simply what you and I are to ourselves: a self-aware, self-contained world of subjective experiences, feelings, fears, memories – someone with the absolute certainty that his or her life is worth living.

#6, is a first time mother. She is frantic. Her baby is missing. She is pacing desperately up and down the paddock, bellowing and crying, and calling for her lost boy, fearing the worst, having her fears confirmed. She is one of the thousands of defenseless females born into a quaint, verdant, organic dairy farm. She will spend her entire short life grieving the loss of baby after baby. She will be milked relentlessly through repeated cycles of pregnancies and bereavements. Her only experience of motherhood will be that of a mother’s worst loss. In the prime of her life, her body will give, her spirit will break, her milk “production” will decline, and she will be sent to a horrifying slaughter, along with other grieving, defeated, “spent” mothers like herself.

She is the face of organic milk.

#35 is a two-days old baby, his umbilical chord is still attached, his coat is still slick with birth fluids, his eyes are unfocused, his legs, wobbly. He is crying pitifully for his mother. No one answers. He will live his entire short life an orphan, his only experience of mother love will be one of yearning for it, his only experience of emotional connection, one of absence. Soon, the memory of his mother, her face, her voice, her scent, will fade, but the painful, irrepressible longing for her warmth will still be there. At four months old, he and other orphans like himself will be corralled into trucks and hauled to slaughter. As he will be dragged onto the killing floor, he will still be looking for his mother, still desperately needing her nurturing presence, especially at that dark time when he will be frightened and needing her more than ever in the midst of the terrible sights, and sounds, and scents of death all around him and, in his despair, in his want for a shred of consolation and protection, he, like most baby calves, will try to suckle the fingers of his killers.

He is the face of the “rose” veal we are encouraging “responsible restaurant leaders” to use.

#67,595 is one of the 80,000 birds in a family-owned “free-range” egg facility. She has never seen the sun, or felt the grass under her feet, she has never met her mother. Her eyes are burning with the sting of ammonia fumes, her featherless body is covered with bruises and abrasions, her bones are brittle from the constant drain of egg production, her severed beak is throbbing in pain. She is exhausted, depleted and defeated. After a lifetime of social, psychological, emotional, physical deprivation, she copes by pecking neurotically at phantom targets for hours on end. She is two years old and her life is over. Her egg production has declined, and she will be disposed of by the cheapest means possible – she will be gassed along with the other 80,000 birds in her community. It will take three full work days to finish the job. For two long days, she will hear the sounds and breathe the smells of her sisters being killed in the gas drums outside her shed. On the third day, it will be her turn. She will be grabbed by the legs and taken outdoors for the first time in her life and, like every single one of the 80,000 “spent” hens, like every single one of the 50 billion annual victims of our appetite, she will fight to go on living, and she will accept no explanation and no justification for being robbed of her pathetic only life.

She is the face of the “free-range” eggs we are encouraging college campuses, businesses and consumers to use.

These are the “beneficiaries” of the “humane farming practices” that we, the animals’ defenders, are developing, promoting, and publicly rewarding by encouraging “compassionate” consumers to buy the products of what we know to be nothing but misery. “Humane” practices that, if any of us were forced to endure, none of us would experience as humane.

We, the activists, know that there is no such thing as compassionate, responsible or ethical farming on any scale. We know that the only humane and ethical alternative is vegan living.

Why are so few of us telling the truth? Why are we describing “free-range” products as “humane” when we know the horror such practices inflict on their victims? Why are we lying to the public, and ourselves, that “compassionate” animal farming is anything but a myth, a marketing scheme, a deceptive label? Why are so many of us offering up the lives of animals by encouraging the consumption of their flesh, eggs and milk, when our only duty is to fight for their lives as if they were our own? Why are we promoting the practice of consuming animals when we know it to be brutal, inexcusable, unconscionable and completely unnecessary? Why are we rewarding consumers for demanding more of the the very thing we are struggling to eliminate? Why are we strengthening and rewarding the worlds’ entrenched speciesist assumptions, when our job, our only job, as vegan educators and activists, is to challenge and change those assumptions by offering a new model of thinking about nonhuman animals, a new model of interacting with them, a new practice of living, a new way of being in the world?

Many of us justify our endorsement of “humane” animal products and our pursuit of welfare reforms by saying that the world is not ready to change, that it may never go vegan, that the most we can hope to accomplish in the meantime is to reduce the suffering of today’s doomed animals. But this is not true. This is not a fact. It is a fear – a fear of action, a failure of will, a self- defeating attitude and, ultimately, a self-fulfilling prophesy.

The truth is, the world can change. Indeed, the world has changed many times before, and it has changed in ways that seemed impossible at the time. The truth is, the world will change, but only if we work towards creating that change. It will stay the same if we, the self-proclaimed agents of change, encourage it to stay the same. It will change if all of us tell the whole truth that there is no such thing as humane animal farming, or animal use of any kind, the truth that the only humane alternative is vegan living, the truth that animal farming on any scale is an ethical and environmental disaster, the truth that animals are persons like you and me who happen to be nonhuman and who have the same inherent right to life and liberty as you and I. The truth that vegan living is not a “lifestyle choice”, but a moral imperative.

We can do better. Indeed, we have an obligation to do better.

I invite you to see for yourselves how much can be accomplished when a small group of dedicated activists commits all of its time and resources to vegan education that is consistent with, not undermining of, our ultimate goal – Animal Liberation – and when the Go Vegan message is central to every single one of its communications, from online resources, to printed literature, to ads, demos, and billboards, to outreach events, to the in-depth exploration of farmed animal personhood detailed in the individual portraits published on the Prairie Blog.

On a shoestring budget, with an all-volunteer core of vegan educators who are determined to tell the whole truth about meat, dairy and egg production, a small, grassroots organization like Peaceful Prairie Sanctuary has built something that large, wealthy organizations have not only failed to bring forth, but have consistently undermined through years of anti-vegan advocacy: A vibrant vegan world growing in the middle of the nonvegan world, a place where the animal refugees are regarded and represented as the persons they rightly are, a place where the human residents advocate tirelessly for nothing less than total liberation, a Free State in the heart of the human-subjugated world, a place where the principles of abolition are applied in word, thought, and deed. A vegan enclave whose very presence has already changed the world’s physical, political, psychological and spiritual geography.

I invite you to experience it for yourselves. Join us in our struggle to expand its reach. Help us make it borderless.

Joanna Lucas, Peaceful Prairie Sanctuary

view-vengeance: defightful: through-my-mind: demons: Ordina...

Thu, 09 Feb 2012 10:28:31 +0000

view-vengeance:

defightful:

through-my-mind:

demons:

Ordinary people. The courage to say no.

The photo was taken in Hamburg in 1936, during the celebrations for the launch of a ship. In the crowd, one person refuses to raise his arm to give the Nazi salute. The man was August Landmesser. He had already been in trouble with the authorities, having been sentenced to two years hard labor for marrying a Jewish woman.

We know little else about August Landmesser, except that he had two children. By pure chance, one of his children recognized her father in this photo when it was published in a German newspaper in 1991. How proud she must have been in that moment.

blessthebeast: Professional Hunter Darren Smit poses proudly...

Wed, 08 Feb 2012 16:43:44 +0000

blessthebeast:

Professional Hunter Darren Smit poses proudly with his kill.

“Natural predators look for the ‘easy kill.’ They target the young, the weak, the distressed and the diseased. Those are easy kills. They do not target the strong, who easily escape them. These strong individuals survive and reproduce. Because only the strong survive to reproduce, the genes of these individuals are passed on to their descendants, strengthening the gene pool.

“But human predators (namely, hunters) do not look for the ‘easy kill.’ They look for the ‘trophy kill.’ They only want the buck with the largest antler spread. This philosophy weakens the gene pool, because the healthiest individuals are ‘culled.’ The weaker individuals remain to procreate. Having shown that the argument of the ‘noble, nature-loving’ hunter to be weak and false, if they persist, the question is begged: ‘So what is the real reason you hunt?’”

— Jim Blanston

It must take a real badass to shoot an animal with a high-powered rifle through a magnified scope at a safe distance!

TPS REPORTS SOMETHING SOMETHING

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 16:35:31 +0000

TPS REPORTS SOMETHING SOMETHING

(via tumblr.com) Beautiful.

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 14:56:00 +0000

(via tumblr.com)

Beautiful.