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This is actually v important and needs to be reblogged
Gonna just share this:
My European Studies professor decided a few weeks ago to take a Friday and instead of following the syllabus, he spent the entire hour and a half comparing Hitler’s actions from a European perspective to that of what Trump is doing in America. He never repeated a single point, and even used video and photos like this to show the comparison.
To make things better, he had us do an in class assignment for participation points. He first played a clip on youtube of one of Hilter’s speeches, subtitled and 3 minutes long. He then played a clip of one of Trump’s rallies. Our assignment? Copy down every single sentence that matched in translation down on a sheet of paper or a word document that wasn’t repeated. The person with the closest amount to what my professor found got a candy bar.
My professor found, in just three minutes of a speech, that Trump matched 65 different phrases/sentences to that of Hitler’s translation.
65 nearly identical phrases used in his speeches. Take a moment to think about that.
canada’s pride and joy is a
doughnut shop named after and founded by a hockey player in the 1960s
for all you non-canadian’s who think I’m exaggerating:
“Tim Hortons holds 62% of the Canadian coffee market (compared to Starbucks, in the number two position, at 7%)
“Canadians eat more doughnuts per capita and have more doughnut outlets per capita than any other nation“
“The company [Tim Hortons] opened twice as many Canadian outlets as McDonald's and system-wide sales also surpassed those of McDonald’s Canadian operations as of 2002”
“The chain accounted for 22.6% of all fast food industry revenues in Canada in 2005.”
there is more to this story and it actually gets better
tim horton the hockey player’s signature move was literally picking opposing players up and hugging them. the guy was like 6′5 on skates, built like a tank, would have come out on top in every hockey fight except that he absolutely refused to punch. someone would hit him and he’d just pick them up in a giant, angry bear hug.
this one time he broke his jaw and leg in a collision and was off the ice for years, and this freaked him tf out, because dude bro do i like…….have value behind all this muscle? what if this like……happens again, bro? what if i can’t play hockey, bro? huh? bro. basically he broke his face and had an existential crisis. happens to the best of us.
so he started a donut shop because he figured he’d need something to do when the next injury rolled around, seeing as oblivion lurks around every corner and none of us have a purpose. he started it in hamilton, ontario.coffee was ten cents.
anyways, when his face got better, he invited a police officer to come run his company so he could go play more hockey. which he did.
so: canada’s pride and joy is a donut shop named after and founded by a touch-starved hockey player in the midst of an existential crisis, that was later run by a cop when the aforementioned hockey player left to play more hockey, that then somehow ate up 62% of the canadian coffee biz. god bless.
A hockey player who hugs his way out of fights is perhaps the most Canadian thing I can imagine.
ALICE ROOSEVELT WAS HARDCORE. “She was known as a rule-breaker in an era when women were under great pressure to conform. The American public noticed many of her exploits. She smoked cigarettes in public, swore at officials, rode in cars with men, stayed out late partying, kept a pet snake named Emily Spinach (Emily as in her spinster aunt and Spinach for its green color) in the White House, and was seen placing bets with a bookie.
So what I’m reading here is, she was a Roosevelt?
Well I have a new hero.
Her whole wikipedia article is gold
“When her father was governor of New York, he and his wife proposed that Alice attend a conservative school for girls in New York City. Pulling out all the stops, Alice wrote, ‘If you send me I will humiliate you. I will do something that will shame you. I tell you I will.’”
“Her father took office in 1901 following the assassination of President William McKinley, Jr. in Buffalo (an event that she greeted with “sheer rapture.”)“
“During the cruise to Japan, Alice jumped into the ship’s pool fully clothed, and coaxed a congressman to join her in the water. (Years later Bobby Kennedy would chide her about the incident, saying it was outrageous for the time, to which the by-then-octogenarian Alice replied that it would only have been outrageous had she removed her clothes.”
“She was dressed in a blue wedding dress and dramatically cut the wedding cake with a sword (borrowed from a military aide attending the reception)”
“When it came time for the Roosevelt family to move out of the White House, Alice buried a Voodoo doll of the new First Lady, Nellie Taft, in the front yard.”
“Later, the Taft White House banned her from her former residence—the first but not the last administration to do so. During Woodrow Wilson’s administration (from which she was banned in 1916 for a bawdy joke at Wilson’s expense)…”
“As an example of her attitudes on race, in 1965 her African-American chauffeur and one of her best friends, Turner, was driving Alice to an appointment. During the trip, he pulled out in front of a taxi, and the driver got out and demanded to know of him, “What do you think you’re doing, you black bastard?” Turner took the insult calmly, but Alice did not and told the taxi driver, “He’s taking me to my destination, you white son of a bitch!”
“To Senator Joseph McCarthy, who had jokingly remarked at a party “Here’s my blind date. I am going to call you Alice”, she sarcastically said “Senator McCarthy, you are not going to call me Alice. The trashman and the policeman on my block call me Alice, but you may not.”
I love this woman.
WOMEN WHO NEED FUCKEN MOVIES.
This is Alice as an older lady. The pillow says “If you can’t say something good about someone, sit right here by me.”
She is my absolute favorite.
“He’s taking me to my destination, you white son of a bitch!” is now my second favorite quote
Alright I’m gonna talk about this for a second because I think it’s really important. I have heard a lot of people criticize Daisy for being a dumb character; “a bauble of a woman” I think one review called her when the movie came out this summer. And I’ve always felt confused when people say that, because I never thought Daisy was stupid. Vain, selfish, and indecisive, yes, but never stupid, and a lot of my reasoning for that belief came from this line . “I hope she’ll be a fool,” she says, because she is NOT a fool. Daisy sees the world for what it is (which is something Gatsby could never do, by the way) and that’s why everything is so hard for her. She understands what are actually the themes of the novel: that sometimes your dreams die and that those things you value are actually not valuable. That’s what she learned after Gatsby left and she entered a loveless marriage with a horrible man, which is a difficult thing to experience even if you are an idiot. But she never wants anyone to have to experience those things the way she’s experienced them, or to learn what she believed was the horrible truth of 1920s America; she’d much rather pretend that everything was okay, so that’s exactly what she does. She just pretends. Daisy is a lot of things, but a fool is not one of them.
how many high school kids do you think copied and pasted that into their essay for their english class
The more I see this gifset, the more I love her “HOLD ON A SECOND” and STFU hand. Like, she is *talking* here, she asked the audience a question, and what you said is A) not what she asked, and B) totally not directed at you.
my first experience with porn was when i was in the seventh grade and discovered fanfiction.net and after several months of innocent use writing g-rated a series of unfortunate events and sisterhood of the traveling pants fanfiction i got curious and went to the m-rated sisterhood of the traveling pants stories and from there on it was a downward spiral into constantly shame-reading sisterhood of the traveling pants porn, but there honestly wasn’t a huge sisterhood of the traveling pants archive so i eventually switched to reading high school musical porn and this continued for a while until one night i was reading my Teen Girls’ Bible which had all kind of helpful additional features for Teen Girls like a pretend advice column and one of the pretend advice column questions was like, “i’ve been looking at internet pornography and i feel very guilty about it, what should i do?” and the answer was “pray to god for forgiveness and then tell your parents so they can monitor your internet usage” and i immediately burst into tears and ran into my parents’ room at like 10 PM to tell them i’d been reading erotic fanfiction about troy and gabriella doing it backstage during the high school musical and we all got down on our knees and held hands and prayed to god for forgiveness and the next day my mom installed software that blocked fanfiction.net on every computer in the house
being friendly with a boy you aren’t romantically/physically attracted to and him developing feelings for you isn’t your fault, nor does it mean you were “leading him on”. you are under no obligation to date him.
