I like how he’s trying to imply such behavior is atrocious and pin it on the little girl instead of wondering just how much of a messed up experience this cute little girl must’ve had with a cop to ignite such a hostile response























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I like how he’s trying to imply such behavior is atrocious and pin it on the little girl instead of wondering just how much of a messed up experience this cute little girl must’ve had with a cop to ignite such a hostile response























And so many white people were in her mentions saying “well he shouldn’t have a MacBook” as if this is a fucking Mac vs Windows joke
Fuck the police and fuck the white people who think this is a joke. We can literally be killed over ANYTHING
Police need to be held accountable for their actions.
Anonymous asked:
profmeowmers answered:
Okay friends today we are gonna learn about the GHOST ARMY, which, disappointingly, was not actually an army made of ghosts

pictured: the unit patch for the Ghost Army, which is DOPE AS FUCK
see one of the things that made WWII so fucking nuts was the totally bizarre level of technology. Like wow we invented the first real computer and radar but also if you wanted to see how many troops were hanging out somewhere you had to send a dude to fly over and take pictures manually??? this left A LOT of room for shenanigans
so the normal method of dealing with aerial surveillance was to cover shit with camouflage netting. Say you’ve got an nice air base that you really don’t want any bombs dropped on- you literally just cover that with a ludicrous amount of netting and some fake trees and BAM now it looks like just an empty field from the air

there’s a building under that weird lump
that’s cool! That’s really cool! But not cool enough
At some point somebody sat down and went “hey wait. What if…what if instead of disguising buildings and units as fields, we disguise fields as units”
holy fucking shit!!!
the British had used a bunch of fake tanks and like, boxes of provisions stacked up in tank shape and then covered with a tarp in 1942 during Operation Bertram and it worked really well, but they didn’t have a special unit devoted to just clowning on the Germans like that.
so the US military decides they do want a designated clowning unit and goes out and recruits a bunch of fucking nerds from all the art schools and makes them into the 23rd Headquarters Special Troops aka THE GHOST ARMY, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU USE ANY OTHER NAME LIKE SERIOUSLY
the ghost army’s job was basically to go in, sidle up to a real unit, and then basically set up a fake version of that unit while the actual unit sneaked away to go dunk on Nazis where the Nazis weren’t expecting them
okay time to get into the really cool part of this story, which is HOW the ghost army faked being a real unit:
step 1: INFLATABLE TANKS AND AIRCRAFT OH MY GOD

that’s a big ol balloon!!!
the ghost army had a stockpile of inflatable tanks, aircraft, artillery, cars, whatever, that they would set up and then poorly cover with camouflage netting so from the air it looked like someone had just done a real shit job of hiding actual materiel. They even had dummy soldiers that they would set up to make the scene look populated, since the ghost army itself was about 1,000 dudes regularly imitating units of 30,000 men
what’s really cool is that visual deception was more than just the inflatable stuff itself. If the ghost army plopped down a balloon tank, they then also had to go out with shovels and rakes and shit to make a fake track that a real tank would have left, because it turns out tanks are really hard on your landscaping
step 2: “spoof radio”
the last couple of days before the real unit moved out, the radio operators of the ghost army would move in. see, radio transmissions were done in Morse code, and it turns out every radio operator has a slightly different “fist” when typing Morse. A “fist” is basically typing style- some people would take longer to type out certain letters or would have pauses between groups or anything like. Anybody listening to the radio transmissions who was skilled enough could tell different radio operators apart from just their fist
anyway the ghost army operators would move in and basically listen to all the real unit’s radio transmissions until they had learned the real operators’ fists. Then they would take over radio traffic, imitating that fist so it seemed like the real operator had never left. I forgot to make this section funny because I was too caught up in how rad it is SORRY
step 3: making a lot of noise
the ghost army had special trucks fitted with huge fuck off speakers and a whole library of stock sound effects. Once the real unit left and the fake unit inflated, the sound trucks would come in, select a combination of sound effects that matched the unit they were impersonating, and then played everyone in the 15 mile radius of the speakers their fire mix tape
step 4: fuckin partying!!!
see the thing about impersonating your own units is that other allied units would know about it and might talk about it where enemy collaborators could hear. So the ghost army had to fool the Germans but they also had to fool their own army. Every time they impersonated a new unit, the ghost soldiers would paint that unit’s insignia on all the fake materiel, make fake signs with the unit’s name and colors, and sew the unit’s patches on their own uniforms
once they were dressed up as soldiers from the impersonated unit, the ghost army dudes would go into town and mingle with other soldiers from actual fighting units nearby and hang out in bars while loudly saying things like “YES HELLO I AM DEFINITELY A REAL SOLDIER FROM THE WHATEVER DIVISION, ABSOLUTELY FOR REAL STATIONED ON THAT HILL OVER THERE”
so anyway this bunch of weedy American art nerds staged 20+ battlefield deceptions between 1944 and the end of the war, sometimes fooling that Germans so successfully that they actually got shelled
I'mma leave you with this quote from the book “The Ghost Army of World War II” by Rick Beyer and Elizabeth Sayles, because it’s a quote from an actual member of the Ghost Army and that alone makes it funnier than anything I could ever write:
On another occasion, two Frenchmen on bicycles somehow got through the security perimeter. Shilstone managed to halt them, but not before they had seen more than they should. “What they thought they saw was four GIs picking up a forty-ton Sherman tank and turning it around. They looked at me, and they were looking for answers, and I finally said ‘The Americans are very strong.‘”

The Ghost Army of WWII is a great book. There is also a documentary called The Ghost Army that may still be on Netflix. These guys were awesome.
So I took this What D&D Character Am I? quiz and for the record, I am apparently a Chaotic Neutral Paladin/Wizard (2/1), which seems about right, although I don’t love how they do alignments. (I’m feeling very “fuck the police” at the moment, so I’m unsurprised I tested Chaotic Neutral right now though.
Anyway, what about y’all? Let’s make a party.
I ran through that and got Neutral Good Elf Ranger/Sorcerer.
I can work with that.
I can’t stop thinking about this video it’s haunting me ,,,
i was expecting “fuck tha police” or “damn it feels good to be a gangster” not some shitty kazoo version of “the final countdown”
Anonymous asked:
They could look like anything! I remember watching this documentary on Netflix a long time ago that explored what alien biology could look like, and anything is possible depending on what environment they live in
Anonymous asked:
Stephen Hawking might be a bit advanced but his works are very good. Carl Sagan’s books. Look up science documentaries on Netflix. Cosmos, either the Sagan or Tyson one. Neil DeGrasse Tyson has good books. Isaac Asimov tbh too
I’m watching a documentary on Netflix about animals getting prosthetics and this vet just hand sculpted a prosthetic beak for an injured swan and the very first thing it did was use its new beak to bite someone
Netflix has existed for 18 fucking years and that fucks me up real bad
I’m the same age as Netflix. Netflix can legally gamble. Netflix is old enough to smoke. Netflix can vote. Netflix has to do taxes now.
Netflix Uses Piracy Data to Select Its Programs
Netflix chooses its programming based on what shows and movies are popular on piracy sites, Netflix’s Vice President of Content Acquisition, Kelly Merryman, told Tweakers. Netflix looks at what people are downloading and then buys the rights to the titles in highest demand.
According to TorrentFreak, Netflix CEO, Reed Hastings, suggests that offering people what they want will sway them to use Netflix instead of BitTorrent as their source of entertainment. The idea may not be far-fetched, since BitTorrent traffic in Canada dropped 50% after Netflix appeared three years ago.
“Netflix is so much easier than torrenting. You don’t have to deal with files, you don’t have to download them and move them around. You just click and watch,” Hastings says.
Image: BoingBoing
THIS. THIS IS HOW YOU BATTLE PIRACY, MEDIA MOGULS TAKE NOTE.
good work!
You mean providing content people want to watch in a cheap and easily accessible format reduces stealing??? (Personally, this is entirely accurate - i check netflix, hulu, and amazon prime before i stream something)
IF ONLY WHAT WE WANTED WAS ACTUALLY AVAILABLE ON NETFLIX THO
I had this really weird dream again for like the second time??
It starts off I’m in my dorm with my roommates and we’re watching this PBS creepy paranormal thing where this guy kept observing in photos he was taking with this modified camera, there was this short, humanoid figure standing near him in all the photos. It was a brownish color with gold lines all over its body and it was vaguely ‘baby shaped’ so he was calling them baby demons or whatever. It wasn’t only him that had those creatures around. He took pictures of people that were experiencing paranormal phenomena, and more often than not, those creatures would show up. Almost everyone that had those creatures around them died shortly after. Then, shortly after the guy that was observing this phenomena disappeared.
The next thing I remember was that my roommates and I were taking a road trip somewhere along the eastern seaboard and we were making notes of how crazy exaggerated the tides have been for the past few months. They were, like, record breaking tides.
When we get back to the room after this trip, there’s a photograph shoved under our door of that guy. That guy from the PBS show that disappeared. The photo is 3 separate photos stitched together and in all of them you can see that ‘baby demon’ whatever it is. We got freaked out and we threw the photo out into the hallway, and seconds after I shut the door, I look through the peephole and the photo is taped over the peephole. We tried throwing it away, burning it, everything, but the photo would come back.
A few days later in the mail we got this camera, one that looked like this guys.
We got to thinking about why we kept getting the photo and why we got this camera, and then it kinda dawned on us all at once that maybe now one of us were being followed by those creatures in the photo. So, we take the camera, and we take a bunch of pictures of ourselves, both in groups and not. We all sat down in the main room again and kinda have this moment of “which one of us is being haunted by this?” and we looked at the pictures.
Every. Single. One of us. Had those creatures around us. We all did.
We tried to figure out why they would show up in pictures but not to our eyes, and we kinda hypothesized that it was because these creatures were some sort of high energy beings that existed not in visible light, but in the infrared, and that the camera was just sensitive enough to pick up the creatures.
Then I looked out my window, which was overlooking a courtyard, and took a few photos where groups of people were standing. I look at the pictures.
Everyone had those creatures around them. Hundreds of them were in those photos.
Once my roommates and I calm down, we tried to figure out what that all meant. Other people before us that had these creatures around them were killed somehow. The guy that was observing these photos disappeared.
I was the only one in the room to wake up the next morning. Everyone else was, just, dead. As if their heart stopped beating in the middle of the night. I leave my room to go to the front desk and as I walk out, there’s no one in the halls. No one at the desk. The entire place was empty. I run outside and, thankfully, see a few people. They run up to me and ask what the fuck was going on and had I heard the news.
Apparently, those tides that have been really extreme, washed out pretty much anywhere within a 50km distance of the ocean overnight, and people, billions of people, had died in the night.
I explain to them the pictures I was taking, of the creatures and how I had somehow lived, and they asked to take me to take pictures now, so I ran and got that camera and started taking pictures. There were ships, hundreds of them in the air, and on the ground were hundreds of creatures, taller and much lankier than the ‘demon babies’ but with the same basic anatomy. They were all standing in some sort of military pattern and completely silent. They take no notice of us. To the east is a much larger ship with a ramp to the ground. We run over to the ship that we can’t see with the naked eye, but when we go to step foot on it, the ramp ripples below and becomes briefly visible before disappearing again. The 4 of us wander onto the ship and it’s chaotic at best. The interior is visible, suggesting some sort of cloaking device, and people are running and screaming as most of them are being slaughtered.
Again, no one takes notice of us 4. We wander through the ship and soon find a ‘meeting room’ type area where these aliens, now visible, are sitting at a table. Some humans are there too. The aliens have translators on so the humans can understand what’s happening, and the 4 of us go and sit down in the 4 empty seats at the table, that are side to side of each other.
The aliens talk about what happened, that they wiped out the ‘unnecessary’ humans, and kept the useful ones, gesturing broadly to the 7 of us humans at the table. They talked about how they caused the tides because their mother ship was so massive, that once it got in sync with the moon, it could just completely destroy coastal areas.
The last thing I remember before waking up was the aliens talking about their secondary breed of themselves, those ‘demon’ things that were surrounding everyone, as the ones who got to choose who lived and who died.
