I love it when people bring facts to white supremacist logic.
If the moon were only 1 pixel on your screen, how big would the rest of the solar system be?
Just click this link, I beg you, and prepare to have your mind blown.
Absolutely amazing. Fantastic work by designer Josh Worth.
For a a different look at the problem of cosmic distance, check out my video “How Big is the Solar System?”:
And for lots more fun ways to look at the scale of the universe maybe watch this one called (naturally) "The Scale of the Universe":
look at these fucking hats. mod c thinks they’re ugly but we are legally obligated to let you know about new homestuck merch so
we’ve done it
a hat on a fucking hat
this is truly the pinnacle of homestuck merchandise
This is exactly what would happen
i have sinned.
I wonder how much farther we can take this.
Cobra dragon! Tried to give digital painting a shot. I gotta get better at lighting!
“The very first time I saw you Harry, I recognised you immediately. Not by your scar, by your eyes. They’re your mother Lily’s. Oh yes, I knew her. Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was. Not only was she a singularly gifted witch, she was also an uncommonly kind woman. She had a way of seeing the beauty in others, even, and perhaps most especially, when that person couldn’t see it in themselves. Your father, James, however, had a certain, shall we say, talent for trouble. A talent, rumour has it, he passed onto you. You’re more like them than you know, Harry. In time you’ll come to see just how much.”
So you may have seen some of my previous posts floating around asking for help with vet bills. I think it’s time I made one of those posts where I tell you a little more about myself, my baby, and our situation.
This is my dog Gideon. He’s a rescue Italian Greyhound, and he’s only three years old. I still remember the day I went to pick him up—I had just graduated from my undergrad program and been accepted into a graduate assistantship. Rescuing a dog was my congratulations to myself, a way to celebrate and motivate me to continue pursuing my education. I drove three hours to get him, and when I got there I discovered that he’d been heavily abused and neglected.
He was almost 50% underweight, and to this day he has extreme anxiety, especially in regards to big dogs and small children.
I love my dog. I spent months building his health back up, when the vet wasn’t sure he was going to pull through. That kind of neglect is hard for such a small dog to leave behind. But I watched him go from a trembling, listless puppy into a vibrant and happy dog. He would accompany to my lab and on my fieldwork, nap on my feet, roll in the grass, and chase butterflies. He loves to run, he loves to sleep, he loves to make blanket forts and to wrestle with my cat. He likes to pile up his toys and throw them behind the couch to watch me climb over furniture so we can play. He’ll fall asleep on top of the couch cushions like a cat, or climb in the window to watch people as they pass our apartment. He even loves to watch TV! He gives kisses to anyone who asks for them, and he’s never in his life bared his teeth in anger. Gideon is nothing but cleverness and affection, and he deserves a long life full of joy.
Last week (the end of February, 2014), he suddenly became very ill. He couldn’t walk, he refused to eat, and he began to vomit copious amounts of blood. I rushed him to the veterinarian, and they diagnosed him with something called Addison’s Disease. Long and short of it, it’s a chronic illness caused by a dysfunction in the adrenal glands.
They gave him steroids and some oral medication and sent him home, but there was no improvement. He wouldn’t eat. He was still bleeding. He couldn’t walk. He wet the furniture because he was too weak to climb down to use his puppy pads.
I took him back, and they took a closer look at his blood panel. They rediagnosed him with an auto-immune disorder called auto-immune-hemolytic-anemia. He required a blood transfusion, and was admitted to the hospital. Four days of intensive care, and he’s only just beginning to show improvement. He’s finally begun to eat again. His blood panel is starting to stabilize, and they’re talking about letting him come home soon. I hope so. I miss him.
None of this has been cheap. Anyone who knows a grad student knows that we work long hours for beans. More times than not I work 60 hours a week, and my only income is a small stipend from the university, 80% of which goes to rent and bills. Gideon’s vet work so far has run up nearly $4000.00, and we’re not done yet. Even after he comes home, he’s going to need daily blood panels and steroids to help him continue to improve. Even then, things still look rough.
I’m not giving up on him. Not yet. He started life in a horrible situation, and he’s had two wonderful years with me. I hate watching him suffer and I hate knowing that he’s had so many hard times. My baby deserves so much more. I’m doing everything I can to make sure he’s going to pull through, that he’s going to be healthy and happy again.
He’s still fighting and so am I, but we need help. We can’t do this alone. I’ve maxed out my credit card, sold my library, my dvds, my video games. I’ve begged my family for money, and they’ve done what they can. Now I’m asking you—please help us. Don’t let money be the deciding factor in Gideon’s fate. He shouldn’t have to die just because we’ve run out of money. Please consider donating to my gofundme, or commissioning my friend to draw you your very own Italian Greyhound buddy. Anything helps, even if it’s only $5. Even if it’s only a reblog. Help this get around, help spread the word. Help me save my baby, my best friend.
5 March 2014
Hey everyone! First of all, thank youfor helping me and my darling boy. He’s home now, but let me tell you he looks a wreck. He weighs nearly as little as he did the day I brought him home—a 35-40% drop in his body weight in a little less than a week.
The good news is, he’s eating again. His blood panels look positive—they’re not getting better, but they’re no longer getting worse. His PCV is holding steady and his electrolytes are back to normal.
The bad news is, we’re still in for daily vet visits and outpatient treatments, as well as pricey drugs that are helping his immune system rebuild itself. Financially, we’re still in a really difficult place.
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While some false beliefs, such as astrology, are fairly harmless, parents who believe falsely that vaccination is dangerous or unnecessary for children present a real public health hazard. That’s why researchers, publishing in Pediatrics, decided to test four different pro-vaccination messages on a group of parents with children under 18 and with a variety of attitudes about vaccination to see which one was most persuasive in persuading them to vaccinate. As Chris Mooney reports for Mother Jones, the results are utterly demoralizing: Nothing made anti-vaccination parents more amendable to vaccinating their kids. At best, the messages didn’t move the needle one way or another, but it seems the harder you try to persuade a vaccination denialist to see the light, the more stubborn they get about not vaccinating their kids.
Brendan Nyhan of Dartmouth College and his colleagues tested four different messages on parents. Mooney describes them:The first message, dubbed “Autism correction,” was a factual, science-heavy correction of false claims that the MMR vaccine causes autism, assuring parents that the vaccine is “safe and effective” and citing multiple studies that disprove claims of an autism link. The second message, dubbed “Disease risks,” simply listed the many risks of contracting the measles, the mumps, or rubella, describing the nasty complications that can come with these diseases. The third message, dubbed “Disease narrative,” told a “true story” about a 10-month-old whose temperature shot up to a terrifying 106 degrees after he contracted measles from another child in a pediatrician’s waiting room.
The fourth message was to show parents pictures of children afflicted with the diseases they could get without vaccination. Both the pictures and the horrible story about measles increased parental fears about vaccinations. Researchers don’t know why but theorize that the problem might be that invoking fears of sick children just makes parents more fearful in general of all risks, whether real or imagined. The cooler, more distant “disease risks” message didn’t change parents’ minds either way, but what was most startling was what happened with the message correcting misinformation on autism:As for “Autism correction,” it actually worked, among survey respondents as a whole, to somewhat reduce belief in the falsehood that vaccines cause autism. But at the same time, the message had an unexpected negative effect, decreasing the percentage of parents saying that they would be likely to vaccinate their children.
In other words, learning that they were wrong to believe that vaccines were dangerous to their kids made vaccine-hostile parents more, not less likely to reject vaccination. Mooney calls this the “backfire effect,” but feel free to regard it as stubborn, childish defensiveness, if you’d rather. If you produce evidence that vaccination fears about autism are misplaced, anti-vaccination parents don’t apologize and slink off to get their kids vaccinated. No, according to this study, they tend to double down.
This reaction, where people become more assured of their stupid opinions when confronted with factual or scientific evidence proving them wrong, has been demonstrated in similar studies time and time again. (This is why arguing with your Facebook friends who watch Fox News will only bring you migraines.) Mooney suggests that state governments should respond by making it harder to opt out of vaccinations. That would be helpful, but there’s also some preliminary research from the James Randi Educational Foundation and Women Thinking Inc. that shows that re-framing the argument in positive terms can help. When parents were prompted to think of vaccination as one of the steps you take to protect a child, like buckling a seat belt, they were more invested in doing it than if they were reminded that vaccine denialists are spouting misinformation. Hopefully, future research into pro-vaccination messaging, as opposed to just anti-anti-vaccination messaging, will provide further insight.