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An AMAZING display of solidarity from Atlanta, New York, DC, Philly, London and back to Nigeria. Men, women and children showed up in their Gele’s (headwraps) for rallies and protests today in an effort to push for more coverage and aid in finding the abducted Nigerian girls. #BringBackOurGirls

(These photos are not mine, they are photos from the twitter. Please feel free to tag anyone you may know that is in these pics)

The kidnapping of all these girls in Nigeria is horrifying, and the lack of news coverage about it in America is appalling.




I was recently reminded how much I still enjoy this endlessly zooming video from 1968, “Powers of Ten”:

You’ve got to watch the video for the narration and the kickin’ soundtrack. For a modern, interactive take, check out “The Scale of the Universe" by Cary Huang. Get some perspective!


I made a little video back in February featuring some other great ways to appreciate the scale of the universe, in both time and space. 

Explore them below:


I like people who are learning to like themselves. Support people on the path to self confidence.

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Seriously though, WHERE IS THE JJ ABRAMS WHO BROUGHT US FELICITY? Read more here.


Seriously though, WHERE IS THE JJ ABRAMS WHO BROUGHT US FELICITY? Read more here.

I pretended to cry and laugh in front of dogs to see what they would do. Such behavior. Much react. Wow!


Ecology and Evolutionary Biology, Princeton University



"Girls: the world needs you to be the scientists, engineers and technologists of tomorrow!" said Ban Ki-moon, United Nations Secretary-General.

Last week Thursday, people around the world marked Girls in ICT Day, which was established by the International Telecommunication Union (ITU) to help inspire girls to consider a future in technology

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Most Americans favor common-sense gun reform. It’s the force of lobbyists that have stopped it. 

h/t One Million Moms And Dads Against Gun Violence

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Thanks for nothing, social media. [theawkwardyeti]

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amen to vine’s twitter

Holy shit high five, Vine.

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Last night a man asked me for a dollar as I left the subway on my way home. I gave him one.

He then proceeded to start talking to me and followed me for ten minutes as I tried to walk home. He ignored my repeated attempts to part ways and made comments about my body, his body and allude to us having sex. He asked personal questions about my life. He asked if I was married. I told him that I had a boyfriend, not because I owed him any answer, but my past experience has shown that these type of men, when hearing you are ‘taken’ often will leave you alone out of respect, not for you of course, but for the man who already ‘has’ you.

He walked all the way to the block I lived, talking away, moving closer to my side while I clutched my keys, splayed out between my fingers in one pocket and my cell phone in the other, mind frantically going over my options to get out of this situation. How to get away from this man without angering him. How to get into my apartment without him seeing where I lived.

When I turned the corner of my block I saw that the bodega was open. I told him I had to go to the store and said, again, good night. He followed me into the store, where with witnesses and the store owner who knows my face I had to courage to tell him to stop following me. That I didn’t want him to know where I lived. To go away.

He called me a bitch.

The store owner made him stay in the store long enough for me to dart across the street, duck into my apartment, and lock the door behind me.

I’ve spent most of today going over in my head what I did wrong to get into this situation.

I was stupid to give him a dollar. To speak to him after. To let him walk with me so far. To be so concerned with being polite.

But what that really boils down to is that I, my entire life, have been told that being a woman in public is asking for attention, and once received it is my fault in some way.

I don’t owe anybody conversation, my number, my time. It’s not a complement.

The truly insidious thing about harassment is that in the moment, the potential violence, quiet, persistent and vague threat combine with a world of people telling you that if something bad happens to you it’s YOUR fault. The conditioning women receive to be ‘nice’, be polite, smile for goodness sake (lest, horrors of all horrors we become that horrendous monster, a bitch). All this is why we accept being uncomfortable, being afraid, why we consider how our keys could be used as a weapon.

The man called me a bitch, and my biggest regret today is that I wasn’t a bigger one.


- A friend posted this on Facebook yesterday. Personally, I am so sick of rape culture and what it’s doing to us. (via thearetical)

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