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jessehimself:

Autum Ashante was accepted into the University of Connecticut at age 13.
Stephen R. Stafford II entered Morehouse College at the age 11 with three majors. 
Tony Hansberry II at age 14 developed a time reducing method for hysterectomies at Shands Hospital 
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jessehimself:


Autum Ashante was accepted into the University of Connecticut at age 13.


Stephen R. Stafford II entered Morehouse College at the age 11 with three majors. 


Tony Hansberry II at age 14 developed a time reducing method for hysterectomies at Shands Hospital 

Honor them by sharing this post.

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In 2002, having spent more than three years in one residence for the first time in my life, I got called for jury duty. I show up on time, ready to serve. When we get to the voir dire, the lawyer says to me, “I see you’re an astrophysicist. What’s that?” I answer, “Astrophysics is the laws of physics, applied to the universe—the Big Bang, black holes, that sort of thing.” Then he asks, “What do you teach at Princeton?” and I say, “I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street.

A few years later, jury duty again. The judge states that the defendant is charged with possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine. It was found on his body, he was arrested, and he is now on trial. This time, after the Q&A is over, the judge asks us whether there are any questions we’d like to ask the court, and I say, “Yes, Your Honor. Why did you say he was in possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine? That equals 1.7 grams. The ‘thousand’ cancels with the ‘milli-’ and you get 1.7 grams, which is less than the weight of a dime.” Again I’m out on the street.

—Neil deGrasse Tyson (via sarasleepygirl)

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astound:

Dear whoever is reading this, I understand how rough things are right now. I just want to let you know that things will get better, I promise. Keep holding on just a little bit longer. I know you feel like nobody really cares. You’re wrong, stop denying it. I care, otherwise I wouldn’t be saying this. You’re not alone, we may be miles away but we’re all going through the same things. Please keep holding on. Please.

this really did help a bit

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wyeasttokaala:

I already liked Old Economy Steve. So, it was only natural I’d like the Scumbag Baby Boomer meme as well.

I don’t know whether I should laugh or cry.

the truth, it burns

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peterwknox:

ca-thar-si-s:

girl-non-grata:

Long ago, I was a pharmacy technician when Viagra first came out and I endured a male customer screaming bloody murder at me when I had to tell him that it wasn’t covered by his insurance. (It was pretty standard that insurance companies wouldn’t cover any new medication for up to six months after its initial release.) He was calling me a bitch and laying all this violence on me and I just had to be like, Sorry about your dick, dude, but do I look like the CEO of your insurance company who decided you have to pay $10 to get hard?

It didn’t take long for Viagra, which is solely used to treat limp dick, to be covered, but it was YEARS before my birth control pill, which treats acne and hirsutism and amenorrhea and PCOS and NCAH and endometriosis and on and on, got covered.

$172m on PENIS PUMPS? We spent one hundred and seventy two MILLION dollars to give tiny dicked jerkoffs some hope of maybe not having as tiny of a dick?!

I’m not sure what’s more shocking (a gender double standard isn’t, sadly) that penis pumps cost $360 a piece or that 477,777 wanted one.

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