(by Mirza Minds)
Follower of this blog, Adrian Ridley, passed along this cool funding campaign from Chicago agency Mirza Minds.
1:Face offers stylish wrist watches that will help support big causes to fight global epidemics such as starvation, cancer, aids, and more.
The 1:Face watch is a fashion product with much more than fashion value. Create change in the World while looking good & feeling good!
Each color watch represents a different cause and has a particular metric tied to it. When you buy a watch this metric is then carried out by our supporting charities.
1:Face has partnered with big charities including the American Cancer Society, Charity: Water, One Day’s Wages, Keep a Child Alive, the Adventure Project, and the National Breast Cancer Foundation. And as of this post, supporters have already made these changes in the world:
More info and FAQ about the campaign at Indiegogo.
Thank you Adrian Ridley for the tip.
Comedian Kyle Cease has a melt down and rants about America.
I don’t agree with every view expressed in this video, and Kyle gets a little rambly at times, but there’s at least some truth to his point regarding the media we choose to consume and, more interestingly, the media we choose to ignore. It’s worth thinking about.
A small-scale and personal example is what I’ve noticed about which posts of mine get liked, reblogged, retweeted, etc. It ain’t the science posts or the philosophy posts, and especially not anything political in nature. (Even this text might be borderline tl;dr for the Internets.) I’m never even sure if anyone sees those posts because they receive very little reaction, if any at all.
But the pretty pictures of beaches and clouds, and the gifs of cute little kittens get significant and disproportionate attention.
On a much larger scale we can observe this in things like which television programs get the most ratings and which ones get the least and which ones go down in flames. Ratings are not the most accurate gauges (which is a whole other blog post), but it’s one of the only meters we have at the moment for measuring our viewing habits on TV and sometimes it can be extremely telling about our culture.
Cute and funny things are awesome. I enjoy them as much as any normal person. But I also feel that it’s important, for me at least, to try to be well rounded in the media I consume. I never turn my brain off and I’m dedicated to being balanced. So, I try to tailor my blog in that light and will continue to do so for as long I keep a blog. I don’t blog specifically for reactions, but I do observe what does get a reaction and what kind. And I find it all interesting.
I feel as if Tumblr as a whole gets upset far too easily. If you see someone doing something, like, say, eating meat (this is just an example), you can bet there will be someone there to viciously attack the person.
They will insult them, degrade them and harass them so that the whole world knows what an awful person they are. But when it comes straight down to it, harassment of that nature isn’t beneficial to anyone, not even the one sending it.
What does the sender achieve? What kind of a life must one lead, in which they are filled with so much negativity that they must delegate it to others? Why would someone choose to live their life this way? Not only are you lowering the quality of life of another human being, you are lowering the quality of your own. Calling someone “disgusting” and berating their life choices- regardless of which choice that may be- makes you no better than those at places like the Westboro Baptist Church, where religious extremists do just the same thing to people every day.
It also does not help the other party. Do you honestly think that someone is going to listen to you while you berate them and insult them? Do you really think insulting someone’s choices will make them “see the light”? Because it won’t. You aren’t facilitating change; you’re facilitating hate.
The point of this post isn’t to upset anyone. It’s to ask Tumblr to be a little more positive. Try to be happy. Optimistic. Don’t harass those around you for their life choices. It will make everyone happier. Try not to be hateful. Because for every nice and accepting person on Tumblr, there is a veritable hoard of hateful people standing right behind them.
So let’s just try and get along, all right?
I would even extend this more broadly toward American culture as a whole. Not just Tumblr. These days, when two party’s have a disagreement, they fight it out to the death. The other side must not coexist! And I’m not just talking politics. I’m also talking Janet vs. Americans who hate breasts; Kanye vs Taylor; [Insert comedian here who said comedic stuff] vs. [people who don’t share that comedian’s sense of humor]
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I am going on my annual hiatus from the Internet, beginning effective immediately.
In her tongue-in-cheek article, 'Best of' lists – what are they good for? Absolutely nothing, Bim Adewunmi gives these interesting reasons why she hates lists such as the British Film Institutes Greatest Films Poll:
• They remove originality of thought. Have you ever tried to compile a list of the best books of all time? Have you automatically written down any or all of these usual suspects – Dickens, Nabokov, Austen, or Woolf – without even realising? We’ve all done it. These authors and their many works are undoubtedly excellent, but is that the only reason they came to mind? No, they’ve been “normed” into your life. Who wants to be the lone wolf standing up in class and saying The Secret Dreamworld of a Shopaholic is their favourite book of all time when everyone else is nodding soberly along to Madame Bovary? Break free of the tyranny of lists! PS: the Shopaholic series is a delight.
• They kill joy. We’ve all used the clapping Orson Welles gif to punctuate Tumblr posts, sure, but have you ever watched all of Citizen Kane? All my life, I’ve been told it is the best thing my eyes will ever see. I have Citizen Kane fatigue. This is what lists do – when the hype gets too much, all joy is extracted from the endeavour. For example, I’m fairly obsessed with Buffy the Vampire Slayer. In previous years, I would wax lyrical about how amazing the show was, sitting people down and explaining – season by season – how layered and brilliantly conceived the show was, before pressing a box set into their hands, telling them: “Just watch it.” Inevitably, my overactive hype machine sucked all the joy from the situation. The simple pleasure of accidentally stumbling upon the magnificence was gone. The expectations are too high, the disappointment inescapable. These days, I’ve scaled back my enthusiasm. If people want to appreciate the wonder of a groundbreaking and perfectly pitched series that exquisitely explored the ideas of autonomy and feminism via a wisecracking teenager who battles supernatural beings, they will.
• They confirm your most depressing fear: you are desperately uncool. By definition, lists are exclusionary, separating the wheat from the perceived chaff. And while we all have views that might be considered a bit left field, we imagine those mark us out as cool mavericks, not social pariahs. But imagine the explicit confirmation that you’re wrong about everything – your favourite film, your most treasured book, your most beloved album. All wrong. Your very opinion: invalidated. No one wants that. The NHS couldn’t handle the strain of all the crushed egos.
My comments after the jump
Grand Prismatic Spring
Located in Yellowstone National Park, Grand Prismatic is the largest hot spring in the United States — third largest in the world — spanning 80 by 90 meters (250 by 300 feet). The spring’s picture perfect vivid colors are the result of hard working pigmented bacteria that grows around the edges of the mineral-rich water, and the center of the pool is completely sterile due to extreme heat.
Excerpts from Burn in Hades:
…he reached the abyss of Ginnungagap. It stretched for many periods of sleep in front of him and miles to the east into the Inferno.
…he traveled along the orange and green edges of the Ginnungagap until he came to a bridge, which cut through the yawning abyss…
The dark blue liquid that filled the gap was frozen, yet at the same time it boiled like a stew. It was stuck in a continual loop of freezing and thawing into bubbles of gas, and the steamy mush smelled worse than the river of puss in Xibalbá. Sometimes it spewed so high into the air it touched the black clouds, and what the sky didn’t boil to vapor would instantly freeze in place, only to thaw seconds later and crash down on the boat in slushy chunks and then evaporate.
See my version of Ginnungagap on the fantasy map I designed.
My modem decided to not live on this planet anymore.
The clone arrives in 24-48 hours. I’ll resume normal posting by Friday after me and the clone get properly aquainted.
My family is guilty of insisting to Jehovah’s Witnesses that we aren’t interested in what they’re selling and then shutting the door in their face. Sometimes we don’t even bother opening the door at all.
But this Saturday morning, I decided to chat with the two women standing on my porch in 90 degree heat. The bowl of Apple Jacks I was on my way to fix could wait.
I approached the two ladies with an attitude that these were really cool people at my door, and with zero intention of telling anyone off. I greeted them with a smile.
They asked me lots of questions and I answered them politely, remaining kind to their presence. They were equally pleasant during our conversation. I even apologized for offending them to which both of the women promptly responded that they loved the honesty. Awesome!
There was no debating or combativeness even as it became more and more clear of our starkly different belief systems. We were all smiling—genuine smiles—and even laughing.
Before leaving, they thanked me again for my honesty in sharing my personal beliefs because they “never get that from anyone.” Their sincere appreciation gave me more respect for them. They were so gosh darn nice!
I wished them a great day as they headed back down my walkway.
If religion or a belief/non-belief causes a rift between us, then it is not working in anyone’s favor. It if isn’t bringing us together, then it is wasting it’s potential.
Just be kind. Simple. :)