Wednesday, October 1, 2014
the stereotype that women talk more than men is infinitely amusing to me because men are literally incapable of shutting the fuck up
i hope this post gets popular enough that i hurt a man’s feelings
It’s not a stereotype it’s a proven fact you femanazi piece of shit.
lmao there it is
You wanna talk proven facts? This shit’s been done, son: researcher Dale Spencer in Australia used audio and video tape to independently evaluate who talked the most in mixed-gender university classroom discussions. Regardless of the gender ratio of the students, whether the instructor was deliberately trying to encourage female participation or not, men always talked more—whether the metric was minutes of talking or number of words spoken.
Moreover, men literally have no clue how much they talk. When Spencer asked students to evaluate their perception of who talked more in a given discussion, women were pretty accurate; but men perceived the discussion as being “equal” when women talked only 15% of the time, and the discussion as being dominated by women if they talked only 30% of the time.
Spencer’s conclusion, if I may parahprase: you only think we talk too much because you’d rather we were silent.
Don’t fuck with me, asshole, I’m a scientist.
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Well, I wish we didn’t have a bigoted old moron as PM, but what can ya do?
Honestly I would leave the Doctor for Danny Pink
Over the last week or so in Australia a boy with dark skin was threatened with beheading, a woman had her head smashed against a wall and was thrown off a train, mosques and cars have been vandalised, people are being abused in the street and social media is littered with hate speech and vile comments. Kind of interesting considering most of these people justify their attacks by linking Islam to terrorism and proclaiming it’s a hateful religion from violent countries.
Monday, September 29, 2014
Doctor Who AU: Saibra as the companion
If there was one thing Saibra knew, it was people. She’d worn enough faces and traveled up and down so many levels of society, picking up on so many different culture’s little habits and quirks that to her everyone was an open book. But there were very few people she’d ever admit that to. It was bad enough that people saw her as an identity thief, goodness knows how they’d react if they knew she could steal the secrets they kept beneath their skin.
She tried to convince herself that they day she got the gene suppressant and started traveling with the Doctor was the happiest day of her life, but that would be a lie. After so many years of being utterly alone, she was unprepared at how to enter into society as just Saibra, no more false faces to hide behind, and she often felt like a stranger in her own skin.
But it was her own. And she had more than enough time now to figure out exactly what that meant.
Journey Blue and Courtney Woods
Doctor Who AU: Journey Blue as the companion
Every now and then a snippet of memory would dart it’s way across Journey’s mind, memories of life before the war. Of the old stone house that was cool in summer and a haven in winter. Of squealing wildly and chasing her brother through the woods where the leaves were blue and silver. Of the smell of a cooked meal, not one that had been rehydrated. She’d relish each one and hold them dear, as they reminded her of why she fought, why she would continue to fight even against all odds. Journey hated war, but she hated what it did to civilians more, hated how innocent lives could be obliterated in a moment, all without thought. She fought to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves.
By running away with the Doctor she’d exchanged a war theatre for much smaller, more personal wars. Everywhere there was strife, everywhere people needed protecting.
And she would save every single one.
When someone says ‘It’s just my opinion, I’m entitled to my opinion’ what they’re really saying it ‘I want a free pass to be cruel, phobic and fearful without anyone pointing out how ridiculous I sound’.
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Doctor Who AU: Courtney Woods as the companion
'A disruptive influence' they called her, in halting, lower tones as their eyes flicked back and forth, as if they whispered a terrible secret. A loud, brash, outspoken thing. Unruly. She would hear them, laugh to herself, and swagger off with a smile. Really, there were worst things to be called. And what's wrong with being disruptive? If someone shouted at her friend, she would shout louder. If a mate of hers was being told 'don't' she would say 'go for it'. And if some people thought lesser of her for that, that was their problem.
Besides, compared to the Doctor, she was positively placid.
But only on her bad days.
and i’ve also picked up five new followers —- hiya!!! *waves*