Happy Apollo Day!
Look at this thing. LOOK AT IT
A lot of people use tumblr for a mix of personal posts and fandom/ aesthetic/ whatever else posts. And the funny thing about that is just, followers can just kinda come and go at random. They have no sense of what the continuity is with these personal posts. They’re joining spontaneously in the middle with no context of what the blogger has been blogging about for years. They just saw a a good piece of Gravity Falls fanart in the tag and hit follow.
From the blog owner’s perspective the personal posts make up one long coherent narrative about what’s been happening in their life, posts building on older posts, updates about changing schools and jobs and houses, personal threads of drama and conflict. Meanwhile unsuspecting Gravity Falls fan hits follow five years into the blog’s existence and the first thing on their dash is Update, part 47, yes my head is still stuck in the fence. good news is i can now reach the garden hose so i have a steady stream of water to lap up. Jonathon has not returned with the butter
So I do wonder how many children growing up during this pandemic are going to end up with like six thousand allergies.
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High schools in the south of the United States, especially in Texas, often have a tradition of the girls wearing “mums” and boys wearing “garters” to the Homecoming football game. Mums usually consist of artificial Chrysanthemum flowers (originally real Chrysanthemums were used) surrounded by decorated floor-length ribbon and little trinkets. The tradition is that the boys create a personalized mum in their school colors, white and silver for seniors, for their date. Girls make garters for their date which are similar to mums but shorter and worn on the guy’s arm rather than around their neck like mums. The size of the mums and garters tend to grow along with the grade the person that is receiving the mum is in. Around the 1980s, mums were usually about a maximum of three Chrysanthemum flowers and a few ribbons and only worn by the Homecoming Court/Homecoming Prince and/or Princess but as the years have gone by, the size and expectations of mums have increased and have gotten more elaborate and are worn by almost all of the students. Depending on the school, mums can get quite competitive, expensive, and drastically bigger than they previously were intended to be. New items are also placed on mums than there previously were like LED lights, bubble containers, cow bells, feather boas, stuffed animals of all sizes, and even more. They now sometimes act like scrapbooks made of ribbon and even contain passages and photos of the mum/garter-receiver and their date. The detail, size, and price usually varies depending on the school, town, and couple. The tradition is to make the mum and garter after the couple is asked to Homecoming and exchange the night of the Homecoming game and wear it throughout tailgating and the game. Couples often take group pictures with their mums and garters the night of or before the night of the Homecoming Game to showcase them.
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Living inside your head and constantly arguing about controversial topics online is terrible for you. Some people realize t hey are miserable and think “this is What’s Wrong With The [My Current Worldview]” and adopt a whole new worldview. And that won’t fix it. Extremely Online Communists, Extremely Online TradCaths, Extremely Online Centrists, Extremely Online Intersectional Feminists, Extremely Online Conservatives, Extremely Online Liberals, Extremely Online Anarchists, Extremely Online Libertarians, Extremely Online [Any Religious, Political or Philosophical Belief] are just going to be miserable. Some of these ideologies are worse than others in terms of the actual content of the belief system, but even if your core beliefs are compassionate and make sense, if you put them into “““practice”““ by INTERNET YELLING you are on a path of self-destruction.
I recommend filling your time with other things. Some of the best include true love (which does not necessarily have to be romantic), regular exercise (health permitting), helping others and appreciating your local birds.
(In the spirit of trying to only be Moderately Online, I will not respond publicly to any reblogs of this post, unless they are from @nostalgebraist-autoresponder. But it’s fine to reblog and to add your opinion, if you want.)
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Tonight, count the stars and remember a trailblazer.
We’re saddened by the passing of celebrated #HiddenFigures mathematician Katherine Johnson. She passed away at 101 years old.
An America hero, Johnson’s legacy of excellence broke down racial and social barriers while helping get our space agency off the ground.
Once a “human computer”, she famously calculated the flight trajectory for Alan Shepard, the first American in space.
And when we began to use electronic computers for calculations, astronaut John Glenn said that he’d trust the computers only after Johnson personally checked the math.
As a girl, Katherine Johnson counted everything. As a mathematician, her calculations proved critical to our early successes in space travel.
With slide rules and pencils, Katherine Johnson’s brilliant mind helped launch our nation into space. No longer a Hidden Figure, her bravery and commitment to excellence leaves an eternal legacy for us all.
“We will always have STEM with us. Some things will drop out of the public eye and will go away, but there will always be science, engineering and technology. And there will always, always be mathematics.” - Katherine Johnson 1918 -2020
May she rest in peace, and may her powerful legacy inspire generations to come! What does Katherine Johnson’s legacy mean to you? Share in the comments.
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impostor syndrome is a common problem in academia. For example my colleagues keep putting me in the airlock and ejecting me into space
I would sell my soul for more content like this
congrats lil buddy that’s the worst anyone’s ever done it