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May 29

the common sense guide to surviving the zombie apocalypse:

gyzym:

So, in the wake of reading this terrifying shit, Postcard and I started chatting, as you do, about the zombie apocalypse. Here are some things Postcard and I enjoy: zombie media, common sense, and YELLING ABOUT STUFF. Thus, for your reading pleasure, please enjoy our simple twenty-step guide to NOT DYING in the unlikely event that a zombie apocalypse ravages humanity:

1. IN THE EVENT OF AN ACTUAL APOCALYPTIC SITUATION, ASSUME THAT THE FOLLOWING THINGS ARE GOING TO STOP WORKING: running water (this includes toilets); anything that relies on electricity (this includes gas pumps); anything that relies on natural gas lines (this includes gas stoves/central heat); basically, anything that relies on there being a factory of some variety at the other end of thing you want to make do stuff. THAT’S ALL GONNA BREAK. THIS INCLUDES THE INTERNET. Thus, the most important thing to do in the event of a zombie apocalypse is: 
2. RESEARCH. For as long as you possess the internet, do everything you can to learn as much as possible. Research edible/medicinal plants (or seriously, go into a bookstore and loot your shit a guidebook, they’re not large, they sell little tiny ones, you can put it in your pocket, WHY DOES EVERYONE IN EVERY ZOMBIE MOVIE NOT DO THIS). Research, from available information, how the zombies work/which of their senses are functional—for example, if they operate largely by smell, you want to work on smelling not alive. If they operate largely by sight, DON’T LIGHT FIRES AT NIGHT. And speaking of fires…

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deviatesinc:

Christine Jorgensen, 1953

deviatesinc:

Christine Jorgensen, Woman of the Year, 1953

“I’ve seen a ton on the facebooks about “thanking veterans for their service.” As a veteran let me just be very straightforward and honest with you. We didn’t “serve our country”; we don’t actually serve our brothers/sisters or our neighbors. We serve the interests of Capital. We never risked our lives or spent months on deployment away from our family and friends so they can have this abstract concept called “freedom”. We served big oil; big coal; Coca-Cola; Kellogg, Brown, and Root and all the other big Capital interests who don’t know a fucking thing about sacrifice. These people will never have to deal with the loss of a loved one or the physical and/or psychological scars that those who “serve”, and their families, have to deal with for the rest of their lives. The most patriotic thing someone can do is to tell truth to power and dedicate yourself to building power to overthrow these sociopathic assholes. I served with some of the most real and genuine people I’ve ever met. You’ll never see solidarity like the kind of solidarity you experience when your life depends on the person next to you. But most of us didn’t join for that; we joined because we were fucking poor and didn’t have many other options.” — An anti-capitalist veteran (via elitc)

(via puzzledpantherrr)

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(Source: crashingtothesurface, via hellyeahhorrormovies)

hishelmetturnedblue:

therearelotsandlotsofants:

@anon

also i would need to figure out some gender neutral version of bridesmaid or best man because my best friend is genderqueer

When/if I get married, everyone in the wedding party is just that. It keeps the gender lines blurred and then I don’t have to have people I don’t want on my side just because they’re a different gender. Makes things a bit less messy.

so just say “Ze’s in the wedding party” then?

fuckyeahbillieholiday:

A rare picture of Lady with her two Chihuahuas Chaquita and Pepe around late 1940’s early 1950’s. 

transparrotfish:

[Image description: Background is 6 piece pie style color split with pink and blue alternating. Foreground is a photo of ditto. Top text reads “See GQ mens magazine”. Bottom text reads “Assume it’s GenderQueer”. End description.]