babies are naturally able to swim hello they just spent nine moths in amiotic fluid this is instinctive so no, parent is not shitty, parent is re-enforcing baby’s natural instinctive behaviour.
parent is good for doing this because parent is basically saying “yes the behaviours you were born with are great!”
Yup, if babies are ‘taught’ (allowed) to swim before they are six weeks old, they never lose the instincts they were born with that lets them hold their head above water and hold their breath when they need to. SCIENCE, man.
What’s really cool is, humans are the only primates known to have this instinct at birth. Other ape babies would just freak out and drown. So I don’t think it comes from being in amniotic fluid for 9 months (since it’s not like they have room to actually swim in there). It’s been speculated that humans evolved in the ocean at some point, which is a really cool theory that I recommend checking out.
Also, SWIMMING BABY IS ADORABLE.
i think i laughed a little too hard
*jokes about making out with you until it actually happens*
do you ever go through those phases where you just don’t feel like talking to anyone for a few days and it’s not because you’re mad or anything you just don’t feel like talking???
Coraline is a masterfully made film, an amazing piece of art that i would never ever ever show to a child oh my god are you kidding me
Nothing wrong with a good dose of sheer terror at a young age
ew no boys have cooties and by cooties i mean centuries’ worth of institutionalized privilege
can the science side of tumblr explain this
swag • per • a • tion /swaəgpərashion/
adj. To channel the swagger inside of you and turn it into pure teleportation energy.
i.e. “dude, this party blows, i’m swagperating out of here”
So, maybe we’re the
generation of the selfie,
but we’re also the generation
that grew up in a tainted,
with every impossible beauty standard
shoved down our throat
through a tube
because eating has become
a guilty pleasure
and condemning beauty ideals
won’t go straight to our thighs.
And if, by chance,
we are able to destroy the
demons that you’ve planted
inside of us with your
constant advertisements and rules
that play behind our eyelids and
take root in our brains,
then let us take our fucking pictures
and capture that moment when
we felt beautiful because all this world
has taught us is that
our beauty is the greatest
measure of our worth.
Scoff at our phones all you like,
these delicate extensions of
our fingers, but know that
through this technology
that you couldn’t even
begin to understand,
we have smudged the entire
world with our fingerprints.
We are the generation of knowledge,
and we are learning more than
any that came before us.
So, frown at my typing fingers;
I am using them to grasp power
by the throat.
Try to invalidate us,
but we’ve heard our
parents talking about
the world’s crashing and burning
since we had sprung from the womb.
We know you’ve fucked up,
and we’re angry about it-
the kind of anger that
that I feel in my veins every time
I read the news from my phone
that sticks in my throat like honey
in a debate;
the kind of anger that simmers,
that sharpens teeth into daggers,
that makes this generation more dangerous
than you could have ever imagined.
We are the generation of change,
and goddammit, we’re coming.
|—||Emily Palermo, An Open Letter to the Men Who Told Me to Stay Out of Adult Conversations (via starredsoul)|
#hey guys remember this part #where the so-called weak lady character#dives off her fucking pod #goes over to the dude’s#pop’s the lid of his snow white coffin off #and basically hugs him back to life#and he gives her this soft little smile #and they forehead bump#and instead of fucking wedding bells #it’s military choppers overhead#in a vee formation (via quigonejinn)
I remember there was this post going around a short while after the movie came out criticizing Mako for breaking into tears over Raleigh’s supposedly dead body, instead of like, keeping a cool head and going into first aid mode.
First of all, enthusiasts of the Mako is feeble and submissive line of disgusting reasoning: she does keep a cool head. The first thing she does is check if he’s breathing and look for his pulse. It’s only when she can’t find it that she breaks down in tears over Raleigh’s supposedly dead body.
Which leads us to my next point, i.e., the fact that Mako’s lost how many people she cares about over the last couple of days? And I mean, culminating with the death of her father and asshole adoptive brother, both of whom basically died protecting her and Raleigh. Whom by the way is dead too for all she knows.
But god forbid a woman should emote on screen under the pressure of real human feelings of grief and love and loss and at the same time be a qualified badass warrior, lipstick-wearing pretty girl with perfect eyebrows. Everyone knows those things are incompatible.
(Basically everything about this scene was perfect in every single detail, and if you think Mako having a breakdown at this particular point somehow diminishes her character, don’t talk to me.)