Tessa Bonhomme celebrates Team Canada’s 2010 gold in style.
How did I miss that Starbuck gave up pyramid and took up hockey?
That’s the way to celebrate!
It looks like Rupert is being a reluctant teddy bear, but he’s purring so loudly I can hear him from here. #cat #catsofinstagram
That’s me on the couch. That’s Rupert pinned under my wing. Together, we are mighty.
My local rescue has a program called Book Buddies where kids read to sheltered cats to keep them from being lonely.
So many libraries offer Read To A Dog events, why not Read to A Cat. Also, Happy Monday. Kitties! Squee!
Our Monday has officially been brightened.
OMG KIDS READING TO CATS I CAN’T EVEN
Insane people get angry about a Coke ad in which the American national anthem is sung in different languages. Apparently you’re only allowed to be American if you speak English.
BURN <3 <3 <3
"A Fat Girl Dancing: Talk Dirty to Me (Jason Derulo)”
You all need to watch this video that’s been making rounds on YouTube and Facebook.
Here you have Whitney— she’s talented, she’s confident, she’s gorgeous, she’s killin these moves, and yes, she’s fat.
I love that she calls her videos “A Fat Girl Dancing” because a lot of times people have a hard time associating fat with anything positive. Instead the word is attached to a myriad of negative adjectives and an endless list of “nots”: “Fat people are lazy,” “Fat girls can’t wear that,” “Fat people shouldn’t go to clubs,” etc. Even when getting compliments, fat and “good” don’t go together: “You can move for a fat girl”, “You’re not fat, you’re cute”, and (flashback to yesterday’s post) “You’re so pretty for a big girl.” But yes, you CAN be fat AND beautiful, fat AND outgoing, fat AND a traveler, and fat AND a dancer!
I’m positive we’ll be seeing a lot more from this great young woman.
I originally wanted to reblog this because it’s a great video of a young woman with great moves and gorgeous confidence, and it demonstrates that fit does not automatically mean thin. And it is and it does, and that’s the positive part of this post.
But as I was watching the video again, I was distracted by a nagging reality in the back of my mind—and that was that for many viewers of Whitney’s video, the beauty and awesomeness would be clouded by their disgust. So rather than the unreasonable, dismissive surprise of, “She dances great…for a big girl,” which is problematic unto itself, they would/will skip straight to disgust: How dare she show herself like that, because who wants to see someone who looks like that moving her body, amirite fellas? And so many of those same disgusted people are the ones constantly concern-trolling people in person and online—You are going to die young! You are taxing our health care system! You could stop being such a fatass if you would JUST STOP EATING SO MUCH AND JUST START EXERCISING BECAUSE CLEARLY YOU NEVER EXERCISE EVER.
So, here’s a person disproving that narrative, and quite soundly at that, but she doesn’t count because OMG gross no one wants to see that. And that’s one way that prejudice (and moral panic) gets fed and perpetuated (fat people are gluttons, poor people are lazy, brown people are violent, queer people are unstable)—people willfully disbelieve the contrary evidence right in front of them because they’re too distracted by their revulsion toward that group.
And also because fat people should totes exercise, but only completely alone with the lights off, unless they’re on a reality show with thin people screaming in their faces and humiliating them like they deserve, the nasty fatties.
My stomach was making the rumblies, that only hands would satisfy.
Bread gloves. “Make anything into a sandwich!”
I admire the whimsicality of this, but it seems impractical. Would you have to eat it with your hands together? How likely are you to bite your fingers? You could just stuff the glove with sandwich fillings and eat it that way, but that seems like a hand-shaped pita.
Mysterious giant jellyfish washes up on an Australian beach
Story: http://nbcnews.to/1ncUC5o l Photo: Josie Lim / AFP - Getty Images
Understatement of the hours: That is a really fucking big jellyfish.
Corporal Larry G. Nabb (Brush, Colorado) finds a moment of peace in front of a gaily decorated Christmas tree at Quang Tri Combat Base. Nabb is serving as a truck driver with 3d Marine Division’s Headquarters Battalion, and is one of thousands of Marines celebrating their Christmas in Vietnam/1968
Wishing all my lovely followers a Merry
Nuclear WinterChristmas and a Happy New Year! [Mister Handy credit]
May your season be merry and bright!
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