Hands down, best Tony opening number I’ve EVER seen.
Ok, so…sex. It’s the reason why you exist, and also why our species exists. So I think it’s safe to say that, on the whole, sex is a good thing.
And yet, people don’t /really/ talk about it. Publicly anyway.
The perpetual taboo…it’s bad. It leads to confusion and crappy information and bad decisions and negative experiences. It turns one of biology’s greatest creations into something to be ashamed of.
I dislike this.
Now that the internet has enabled us to say whatever we want however we want to say to whomever we want to say it to it is extremely weird that our response has been to simply perpetuate the taboo.
Sure, there are people who talk about sex on YouTube, but they do it in the same “giggle giggle, that’s naughty” or shock factor ways that we always have. Somehow, in all the glory of YouTube (as far as I can tell, and please correct me if I’m wrong) there has been exactly one person enabling a responsible, educational dialogue about sex and sexuality. (Check out Sex+ here.)
Very soon, my little studio in Missoula will be launching a new show with the a similar focus. Obviously, it’s going to be much different than Sex+ (which, if you’re interested in this stuff, you should subscribe to now.) But the goals will be similar…to lift the veil and talk honestly about sex and sex-related stuff.
I’m 100% sure that I’ll catch flak for this. There are people out there who think that the mere mention of the existence of sex is enough to raise teenage pregnancy rates. The Vlogbrothers audience is young and, yes, some are too young to be watching this show (I’ll leave that decision up to you and your parents.) But not only is providing open access to reality and information the right thing to do, it’s also proven to be the best way to put people in control of their bodies and their lives.
The fact that there isn’t more content on YouTube discussing this stuff is depressing. It shows how deep the taboo goes…even when given a platform we can be completely free with, Laci is the only one (so far) brave enough to take it on in a substantial way.
I’m excited and terrified to take this step. I hope I don’t regret it, and I hope that it helps people…in fact, I know it’s going to help people, otherwise there’s no friggin way I’d do it. Here’s a link…there’s nothing on it yet…there will be soon.
Am I the only one who read this entire post waiting for Hank to make a joke about how you shouldn’t use those exact condoms and was sorely disappointed?
I assumed that the joke of putting push pins through condoms was implied and didn’t need to be referenced. I don’t think (oh please please please) that anyone is stupid enough to have actually made condoms available this way.
I would be AFRAID to put up condoms this way. Even as a joke. You just KNOW that some idiot’s going to see them and think: “Oh hey! Free condom!” and take one.
castiel-and-loki-stolethe-tardis:
THAT FUCKING TAG I AM LITERALLY FUCKING DONE GUYS. DONE.
OMG
reblogging for the roommate
You are the bread and the knife,
The crystal goblet and the wine…
- Jacques Crickillon
You are the bread and the knife,
the crystal goblet and the wine.
You are the dew on the morning grass
and the burning wheel of the sun.
You are the white apron of the baker,
and the marsh birds suddenly in flight.
However, you are not the wind in the orchard,
the plums on the counter,
or the house of ards.
And you are certainly not the pine-scented air.
There is just no way that you are the pine-scented air.
It is possible that you are the fish under the bridge,
maybe even the pigeon on the general’s head,
but you are not even close
to being the field of cornflowers at dusk.
And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the boots in the corner
nor the boat asleep in its boathouse.
It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.
I also happen to be the shooting star,
the evening paper blowing down an alley
and the basket of chestnuts on the kitchen table.
I am also the moon in the trees
and the blind woman’s tea cup.
But don’t worry, I’m not the bread and the knife.
You are still the bread and the knife.
You will always be the bread and the knife,
not to mention the crystal goblet and—somehow—the wine.
“
| — | Billy Collins, “Litany” (via kalycle) |
how come nobody got pregnant at hogwarts? i mean come on, surely there was some unprotected hanky panky going on there.
Wizardry.
ahh, makes sense.
fetus deletus
#I think you’ll find it was because Harry cock blocked everyone.
you are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are gray
you’ll never know dear
how much i love you
please dont take
my sunshine away
this is the most beautiful post i have ever seen I’m my life
I am re-blogging this for my roommate.
I’m reading the description for A. A. Aguirre’s BRONZE GODS, and I’m wondering if both leads are people of color. The female lead certainly is if you look at the cover art, and reading their surnames, I’m wondering.
Either way, this looks like a book to keep my eye on. Oh yeah, and this is another case of steampunk + fairies. I wonder why that’s on the rise now…
Book Description:Danger stalks the city of steam and shadows.
Janus Mikani and Celeste Ritsuko work all hours in the Criminal Investigation Division, keeping citizens safe. He’s a charming rogue with an uncanny sixth sense; she’s all logic—and the first female inspector. Between his instincts and her brains, they collar more criminals than any other partnership in the CID.
Then they’re assigned a potentially volatile case where one misstep could end their careers. At first, the search for a missing heiress seems straightforward, but when the girl is found murdered—her body charred to cinders—Mikani and Ritsuko’s modus operandi will be challenged as never before. Before long, it’s clear the bogeyman has stepped out of nightmares to stalk gaslit streets, and it’s up to them to hunt him down. There’s a madman on the loose, weaving blood and magic in an intricate, lethal ritual that could mean the end of everything…
When I looked at the cover, the first thing I said was: “This guy looks like Matt Smith!”
Of course we all know that cover art often has nothing to do with what is between the pages of the book. I once read a book that had a guy with shoulder length hair on the cover. Only problem was, he was described as bald in the book. But still…
(“I wear a cravat now. Cravats are cool.”)
i think we could all use some calming cat right about now.
woah how does it do that
You’re always welcome here, Calming Cat.
