My name is Seb. I am a gay transman.
I am a Litvak Ashkenazi, antitheist, Bolshevik-Leninist, introverted dialectical materialist.
Follow Erik he's a genius and I love him.
Reasons I love my earth science professor
And just for the record, this is an online class so I’m not just like taking pictures in an exam room, it’s a screenshot.
That’s it I’m writing a hagadah for the modern communist.
I’m sick of liberals and their idea of social justice.
Reblogged from cephalopink
Numbers stations are mysterious shortwave radio channels of indiscernible origin that exist in countries all across the world and have been reported since World War 1. They are identifiable by the unusual contents of their broadcasts: seemingly random sequences of numbers, words, letters, tunes, and Morse code, usually spoken by artificially generated voices of women and children.
The most common theory regarding the purpose of these bizarre stations is that they’re used by governments the world over to secretly transmit encrypted commands and messages to spies. That said, even though numbers stations have been discovered all over the globe and in any number of different languages, no government has ever officially acknowledged their existence. While the espionage theory is a logical one, with no official confirmation of their purpose the jury is still out.
One particularly odd station, UVB-76, has existed since the late 1970s and has broadcast a simple, repetitive buzzing tone 24 hours a day ever since. On very rare occasions, however, listeners have reported a Russian voice interrupting the buzz to read out sequences of numbers and words, always in a consistent format — this happened once in 1997, once in 2002, once in 2006, 56 times in 2010, and 14 in 2011. As with all numbers stations, its true purpose is and will probably remain unknown, but the increase in frequency of whatever it’s doing is certainly odd.
You can listen to well over 100 recordings of numbers stations for free on archive.org but be forewarned that they’re all kind of, well, eerie. They feel like something you shouldn’t be listening to, which stands to reason since apparently you’re not supposed to know they exist.
There’s a Welcome to Night Vale episode about this. Eerie is definitely the key word.
That awkward moment when you have lots of homework to do and all you want to do is art which is weird cuz you rarely get the desire to do art.
Reblogged from humbertthehorrible
I arrived home from work and my girlfriend started punching and kicking me.
"How could you?!" she screamed. "How fucking could you?! You’ve fucked my sister you bastard!"
"I’m sorry," I confessed. "I got to work and she was lying there…naked. I’m only human. What was I supposed to do?"
"The fucking autopsy," she cried.
I am what is known in the world of technology as a “late adopter” - I wait until I absolutely can’t stand the old technology that I have in order to get the new one, or until I can get it cheaply. I got an ipod when I was in high school, then used it for years until the buttons broke and my mom handed me down her ipod touch. Similarly, I resisted getting a smartphone until a few months ago, because I said I didn’t need it. Sure, the ipod touch was Gen 2 so I couldn’t use any apps and I didn’t have 3G, but with a wifi connection I was pretty much covered in terms of internet and email. And my regular phone worked perfectly well for texting and calling.
And then I moved. And got lost. In places without wifi. On a bus system that doesn’t integrated with Verizon’s GPS system. In a cold northern state. After my phone broke, and the replacement flip phone I got kept dropping calls, and the headphone jack of my ipod stopped working, I figured it was time to get a smartphone.
So I did. And let me tell you, I love my phone. I use it for school work, keeping track of my work schedule, email, creative writing, reading articles on the bus commute to work, recipes, music, videos, you name it, I use my phone for it. I’m working on outfitting this thing with a bluetooth keyboard so I can use is at a laptop in school and for writing in cafes and such.
I don’t like being dependent on technology, but I have used it for its primary function, to help me when I’m lost, and it has served me beautifully. Worth the wait? Definitely.
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We’ve both become a lot busier and have less time to put towards tumblr. Selling my labor power to capitalists isn’t necessarily a more desirable thing than posting on tumblr, but it sure is necessary under the current system.