When gay marriage was legalized, we weren’t sure if or when it was going to be struck down so speed was of the essence.
when people say that Brooklyn 99 doesn’t make jokes about Holt being gay… it does. it just doesn’t make homophobic jokes, it makes jokes like this that are actually funny.
They’re just overly fancy gems, Satima has broken tougher stuff than that
If anyone’s answer is anything other than “Saitama knocks Thanos’ head clean off his shoulders” then they’re wrong
Saitama breaks Thanos’ bling bling arm then straight mollywops him for an hour.
Powerlevel hypotheticals involving Saitama always strike me as kind of a wasted effort. Or at least moreso than every powerlevel argument is by default? The point is he’s not even in the Goku/Superman category, he’s in the Roger Rabbit category; he’s however strong he has to be for it to be funny when the bad guy dies.
one of the oldest and arguably the most important museum in Brazil is burning to the ground as we speak. home to the portuguese royal family from 1808 to 1821, the Museu Nacional stored fossils, meteorites, pre-historic human skeletons and a variety of artefacts related to natural history. it holds two centuries of latin & brazilian history and now it’s all gone.
some of the things that are now lost forever: the largest collection of egyptian artefacts in latin america; the skeleton of the largest flying reptile ever found in Brazil; the oldest human fossil ever found in the country, named “Luzia” (over 11.000 y.o) and other 20 million extremely important relics and researches just burned to the ground. never to be seen again.
thanks to our government, of course, who didn’t want to pay the museum the necessary funds to make the essencial maintenances since 2014 (which by the way, costed less than a supreme federal court judge’s sallary: R$520 in a year).
another sad instance where the state’s indifference towards culture and history becomes painfully obvious. this is a massive blow to our cultural legacy.
all that in our independe week. happy independe for us, brazilians, who just lost our history and culture in a fire caused by ignorance and indifference.
in case you’re wondering, this is what the museum used to look like:
this is what it looks like now:
thousands of years of culture lost. happy independence week.
“Authorities say the fire lasted for six hours, causing irreparable damage. To put it bluntly: it’s all gone. A meteorite, that can sustain incredibly high temperatures, was found intact. But other than that, there are apparently no other pieces left. It would not be an understatement to call the Museu Nacional the Brazilian equivalent of the Louvre or the British Museum.”
here is some of the international news saying on this, because most articles and videos are all in portuguese, u can check some of the news in english: (here *new york times*) (here *bbc news*) (here *le monde* for french speaking readers) (here *shorouk news* for people who speak arabian) (here *azteca news* for spanish) (here *corriere della sera* for italian).
it was a natural science and historic museum, there were all sorts of important researches and relics. all burned. this was our culture. our history. the first human fossil found in brazil (mentioned above, Luzia) was so important for science, since it proved that way before indigenous tribes existed in Brazil, there were black people.
this is the place where our first constitution was made and the declaration of independence was signed. our independe day is this friday. heartbroken.
“We all knew the building was vulnerable.”
The hydrants nearby were dry; the building was old. It was the perfect storm of destruction, and a loss of this magnitude is devastating for the scientific community, for Brazil, and for the world.
Museums have the potential to do a lot of public good. One of the precious fossils this museum held was Luzia, mentioned above.
How much more could we have learned from her about the peopling of the Americas? What could her bones have told us about migration, about who the first people in Brazil were? And now she’s gone. She died again in that fire.
She’s not the only one, either. The museum held so much indigenous history, including many audio recordings of indigenous languages from all over Brazil. Some of these recordings, now lost, were of languages that are no longer spoken. Those languages are truly dead now- there’s no way to get those back. The natural history collections housed onsite? Gone. Some of those insect collections held unnamed species that are extinct and now we’ll never know about them.
And this isn’t just about the stuff, it’s about the people, too. The natural history and anthropology and fossil collections- how many scientists learned from them? How many kids fell in love with the natural world because of the displays? How many people were able to connect to the past because of those holdings?
Rio spent billions of dollars on the olympics, billions of dollars on stadiums that are now abandoned, less than two years later. The museum’s budget dropped to $84,000 last year. That was the whole budget for a museum that has served the world for two hundred years, a museum that was immensely valuable to the people of Brazil.
They’re never going to be able to rebuild, not to the scale they used to have. You don’t just build giant new natural history museums today- you can’t. The money doesn’t get allocated, the collections are impossible to reproduce. Two hundred years of cultural heritage and education are gone.
So a tiny story: on Black Friday a few weeks ago I went to Gamestop to buy my brother a game for Christmas, and I noticed this older man was watching me like a hawk. He was loitering around the front of the store without really buying anything, and every time I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye he was looking at me. I went to look at the PS4 games, and he was looking at something right behind me. I checked out the Nintendo games, and he was looking at them too. I was the only woman in the store, by the way.
By the time I got in line to pay he was loitering at the front of the store again, and I just had that feeling that he was going to try and take the game I just bought, or steal my purse, as soon as I left the store. OR, he was going to try and follow me home. And I know I don’t have to explain that terror to any woman reading this, but all I could think was that I’m in this Gamestop alone with at least twenty other men and something is about to happen. I’m beginning to freak out, to the point where I’ve just pulled my pepper spray out of my purse and into the pocket of my coat.
So there I am, next in line to pay, and there is this GIGANTIC dudebro right behind me, and I say gigantic as a 6 foot tall woman. He says, “Ma’am? Don’t be offended, but would it be alright if I walked you to your car?” and I was like “Are you serious?” and he was like “There are some weird guys in here right now. Have you noticed that guy watching you?” and then I showed the dudebro the pepper spray in my pocket and he was like “Right on. Would you still let me walk you to your car?” and I said yes.
So I paid, and waited while HE paid, and he walked me to my car. And just as I was getting in, the weird guy who’d been loitering came out of the store, saw me and my dudebro, and turned around and walked away in the opposite direction.
In short: men who recognize that women are unsafe in dark alleys, college campuses, grocery stores, gas stations and retail stores and do something about it are the kind of quality men that this world needs more of.
Please for the love of god yes.
The Warrior protects.
He does this through his Prowess, his Ability
to Protect.
His fight Ability, combined with his
Willingness to Protect, earns him Worth in the eyes of his fellow Men.
I just had this hyper-realistic dream and like. I don’t even know what to make of this lmao
I was sitting in this park, on a bench, looking up at the night sky and all the stars and stuff, and I blinked and suddenly the entire sky was different. I’m talking different constellations, the sky absolutely packed with billions more stars, some so close they’re massive. I’m like wtf and suddenly I realise there’s an old man sitting next to me, dressed in like 1940s clothing, also looking up at the sky.
before I can ask him if he’s you know, noticed, he speaks, without looking away from the sky.
“this is what the universe really looks like,” he tells me.
“oh,” I say. a pause. “…can you put it back?”
he smiles and nods. I look up. the sky has gone back to normal.
“what do I do with this information?” I ask, looking at him again.
he turns his head and, smiling, looks me dead in the face. "be careful.“
Relatable FE Quote or Something 