astheshadowslovethecastle:

Is it possible to dress up like a ghost and fool people into thinking they’ve seen the real deal? Happily there is published research to answer this question, research carried out at no lesser institution than Cambridge University. For six nights in the summer of 1959, members of the Cambridge University Society for Research in Parapsychology took turns dressing up in a white muslin sheet and walking around in a well-traversed field behind the King’s College campus. Occasionally they would raise their arms, as ghosts will do. Other members of the team hid in bushes to observe the reaction of passersby. Although some eighty people were judged to have been in a position to see the figure, not one reacted or even gave it a second glance. The researchers found this surprising, especially given that the small herd of cows that grazed the field did, unlike the pedestrians, show considerable interest, such that two or three at a time would follow along behind the “ghost.” To my acute disappointment, “An Experiment in Apparitional Observation and Findings,” published in the September 1959 Journal of the Society for Psychical Research, includes no photographs.

Several months later, the researchers revised their experiment, changing the venue and adding “low moans” and, on one occasion, phosphorescent paint. One trial was set in a graveyard right off a main road and clearly in the sight line of drivers in both directions. Here observers hid in the bushes not only to record reactions, but to “avert traffic accidents” and “reassure anyone who became hysterical.” But again, not a single person of the hundred-plus who saw the figure thought it was a ghost, including two students from India. “Although we are superstitious in our country,” the men told one of the researchers, “we could see his legs and feet and knew it was a man dressed up in some white garment.”

In their final effort, the research team abandoned traditional ghost-apppropriate settings and moved the experiment into a movie theater that was screening an X-rated film. The author of the paper, A.D. Cornell, explained that the X rating was chosen to ensure no children were traumatized by the ghost, as though that somehow explained the choice of a porn theater as a setting for a ghost experiment. This time the “ghost” walked slowly across the screen during a trailer. The phosphorescence was not used this time and presumably low moans were deemed redundant. No mention is made of the specific images showing on the screen behind the ghost, but clearly they were a good deal more interesting: The audience was polled after the film, and forty-six percent of them didn’t notice the man in the sheet. Among those who did, not one thought he’d seen a ghost. (One man said he’d seen a polar bear.)

Spook, by Mary Roach

 

kelasparmak {{I think?}}:

“occasionally they would raise their arms, as ghosts will do.”


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#ghost #nsfw text? #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #(”presumably low moans were deemed redundant”)

A joke one of my friends told me today

scorched-wings:

So. Doctor Doom has built a castle which, in order to get inside, you need to break down all its walls. So the Hulk breaks down the first wall rather easily. Drax breaks down the second wall with a little more difficulty, but still with very little effort. The Thing shatters the third wall with impressive strength after weakening it first.

And for the fourth wall, Deadpool simply looks up.

” Am I supposed to be the punchline of this joke? “


Tags:

#Marvel #I didn’t actually laugh aloud but it still amused me enough to reblog

infernalfarndamn:

in the style of poetry
to which we are accustomed,
uncapitalized and with line
breaks:

i’m going to stab death in his idiot
skull with an ice pick and leave
him swaying back and forth
pinned to the big-ass tree outside

trying to sound sonorous
despite the whistly sound of wind in
his ventilated spinal cord, which
i forgot to mention,
i ventilated his spinal cord
also with the ice pick

which would paralyze him
were there anything to paralyze,
so the tree thing is my stopgap
for immobilizing him,
as no one expects to be nailed
to a tree

he will say something about needing him
and something about the shadow of
humanity, or the abyss of meaning,
he will squall and sob from his
dense, selfish eye sockets
too good for the flesh he wants us in

and children will be encouraged to
throw baseballs. i will charge admission
to the resting site of that 
crusty tool,

but, like, a buck.


Tags:

#poetry #transhumanism #death tw #joking but also not joking

Therapeutic Compression CRIB or TODDLER Size Bed Sheet for kids with Autism, ADHD and Insomnia

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thesecondsealwrites:

Holy cow, so y’all. A lot of us have sensory issues. A friend of mine has a toddler who is basically me when it comes to this sorta thing. A lot of OTs recommend weighted blankets but those are 1. expensive to try (I mean WHAT IF THEY DON’T WORK?) 2. HOT. 

Now, I haven’t tried these myself because after decades of trial and error I have found what works for me (and I’m claustrophobic…so these frighten me as much as they fascinate lol), but I will tell you that my friend is RAVING about them on facebook. Her toddler has been sleeping through the night finally without getting under his fitted sheet with all his stuffed animals and blankets) and he is taking actual naps. A weighted blanket didn’t work for them (and they were fortunate to be able to borrow one), but these are much more economical. 

These are listed for Crib and toddler beds, but

They make up to a king size.

That’s right. 40 bucks compared to the hundred plus I see for most weighted blankets (and those aren’t even adult sized). 

Now, we know tumblr doesn’t like to allow linked posts in the search results so if y’all could pass this around that would be great. These sheets have already changed the life of a family I know, I’m sure they’d help others.


Tags:

#interesting #the more you know #autism

Poor Detroit neighborhoods, abandoned by telcos and the FCC, are rolling out homebrew, community mesh broadband

mostlysignssomeportents:

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40% of Detroiters have no internet access. The Detroit Community Technology Project and similar projects across the city are skipping over the telcos altogether and wiring up their own mesh broadband networks, where gigabit connections are transmitted by line-of-site wireless across neighborhoods from the tops of tall buildings; it’s called the Equitable Internet Initiative.

This is possible in part because of the ubiquitous abandoned dark fiber, which runs under the streets of Detroit, as it does across many US cities, unused and dormant. The project relies on “digital stewards” who undergo a 20-week training program that teaches them to pull fiber, configure routers, and install and service microwave antennas, as well as teaching their communities to use the services delivered over the internet.

Each local mesh is designed to wire together a neighborhood on an intranet that would continue to function even in the event of internet outages, providing a resilient hub for organizing responses to extreme weather, natural disasters, and other crises.

https://boingboing.net/2017/11/17/equitable-internet-initiative.html

@justice-turtle


Tags:

#I feel like this is relevant #the resiliency of the Internet #the more you know #there is probably some warning tag I should put on this but I am not sure what #(the following category tag was added retroactively:) #101 Uses for Infrastructureless Computers #(it seemed fitting)

brin-bellway asked: Is “using handedness to introduce children to the concept of privilege” not a standard part of liberal upbringing? Was that just me? (I don’t think they used the word “privilege”, but that was clearly the idea. I think there was some social-model-of-disability stuff involved too.)

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random-thought-depository:

brin-bellway:

moral-autism:

moral-autism:

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I don’t remember it being used in my school.

It’s been long enough that I don’t remember the circumstances, but it was definitely not at school because I didn’t go to school. (I don’t *think* it was a schoolbook.)

It might have been from my parents: my dad’s left-handed, so *some* lesson on handedness would be bound to come up at some point†. Or media. Or maybe Girl Scouts (which is also kind of parents, since my mom led my troop). Or a combination of the above.

(When I dig through my brain, I get strongest associations with Girl Scouts, but that might just be from me *thinking* about previous right-handed-privilege stuff *during* Girl Scouts because of crafts using right-handed scissors.)

—

†And I suppose might not come up much in an all-right-handed family, so that alone would go a fair way towards making it not a Relatable Childhood Experience.

My mental model of a central SJ-enthusiast would not find the idea of handedness as a legitimate axis of privilege obvious, and would react to the idea with at best curiosity and at worst hostility. My mental model of a central generic liberal would also not find the idea obvious. I’m also very probably biased to underestimate the importance of “left hand = devil hand” type attitudes because I live in a liberal area where it doesn’t seem to be a thing. This is the context that informed the wording of my post.

It’s very possible my mental models of a central SJ-enthusiast and a central generic liberal are in error.

Tagging @ranma-official and @moral-autism because they also responded to my post.

I think the idea was, *because* handedness (in this part of space-time) is not a huge Thing to anywhere near the extent of gender or race or such, it’s a good way to ease people into the ideas without [putting them immediately on the defensive]/[making them focus on the trauma of their oppression] (depending on status).

So, I don’t think they’d go so far as to call it *legitimate* per se, but thinking it’s ridiculous to the point that “X implies that handedness is an axis of privilege” constitutes a significant mark against X also rings false to me.


Tags:

#reply via reblog #my childhood #our roads may be golden or broken or lost #mind you my dad also told me the ”I can’t operate on him! That’s my son!” riddle when I was a kid #and I felt *so* embarrassed and like *such* a failure not to have figured out the doctor was his mother #that I still remember it after all this time #(I don’t know what reaction Dad was aiming for or what reaction he thought I was having) #(but subjectively I felt like a disgrace to the name of feminism) #((I don’t recall the wording of my thoughts but that was pretty much the gist of it)) #(I doubt the *acute* pain lasted very long but the experience stuck with me) #tag rambles

copperbadge:

So, once upon a time I said, “If you can’t tell Captain America what you’re doing, you probably shouldn’t be doing it” and it inspired a poem by Catt Kingsgrave (aka theactualcluegirl​) which eventually led to this pre-release rough-draft single, The Ballad Of Captain America’s Disapproving Face (also available for listening here on SoundCloud). 

I guarantee you will never laugh this hard at any other song that opens with a riff on the Star Spangled Banner. Also there is, if I’m not mistaken, a kazoo cover of Star Spangled Man involved. 

Anyhow, Murder Ballads is working on an album, and if you like the song, consider throwing a few bucks their way to help get their album made.

(The accompanying image up there is by the astonishing Frogbillgo, but is not associated officially with the album.)

 

stoatsandwich:

This has come across my dash a number of times and I’ve never listened because I’m usually doing my Tumbling in circumstances when it would be inconvenient (either because everyone else is asleep or because I’m doing it in 15-second increments while also cooking and ensuring the kid doesn’t jump out the window), but I finally made the time and I do not regret it. Listen to this. Listen to it again. Giggle. I did.

 

captainamerisarah:

Ladies and Gentleman And All,

My actual face trying to keep my shit together at work while listening:

 

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rembrandtswife:

This is *always* worth a reblog. Especially with omg-face pics attached. Yes, that *is* a kazoo cover of “Star-Spangled Man with a Plan” during the bridge.

 

daredevilmeme:

Makes absolute and perfect sense to me!

 

scarletmemewitch:

i feel guilty just listening to this and i haven’t even done anything wrong today!

 

d-lewis-avengerwrangler:

Maybe it’s my general apathy towards campy music, or maybe it’s the immunity to Disapproving Looks that I’ve developed over the years, but I’m not really feeling convicted or whatever.

Maybe it needs more cowbell?

 

memecaptainsteverogers:

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daredevilmeme:

Well, I thought it was hilarious.

 

scarletmemewitch:

yeah. that disappointed face

steve, i’m sorry for everything


Tags:

#Marvel #music #I didn’t actually laugh aloud but it still amused me enough to reblog #scrupulosity tw? #amnesia cw?

athenaworshippingatheist:

It is made abundantly clear in the bible that angels were not beautiful people with wings.

They were terrifying

They were monstrous.

So, that monster under your bed, your closet, lurking in the darkness?

Fear not.

They are that guardian angel you’ve heard so much about.


Tags:

#interesting idea #there is probably some warning tag I should put on this but I am not sure what

brin-bellway asked: Is “using handedness to introduce children to the concept of privilege” not a standard part of liberal upbringing? Was that just me? (I don’t think they used the word “privilege”, but that was clearly the idea. I think there was some social-model-of-disability stuff involved too.)

moral-autism:

moral-autism:

[no content in this post so that reblogs of this will be second-level reblogs]

I don’t remember it being used in my school.

It’s been long enough that I don’t remember the circumstances, but it was definitely not at school because I didn’t go to school. (I don’t *think* it was a schoolbook.)

It might have been from my parents: my dad’s left-handed, so *some* lesson on handedness would be bound to come up at some point†. Or media. Or maybe Girl Scouts (which is also kind of parents, since my mom led my troop). Or a combination of the above.

(When I dig through my brain, I get strongest associations with Girl Scouts, but that might just be from me *thinking* about previous right-handed-privilege stuff *during* Girl Scouts because of crafts using right-handed scissors.)

—

†And I suppose might not come up much in an all-right-handed family, so that alone would go a fair way towards making it not a Relatable Childhood Experience.


Tags:

#reply via reblog #our roads may be golden or broken or lost #Girl Scouts #my childhood #(I’m…I guess I could put it as ”right-handed but left-armed”) #(my right hand is better at finesse and my left is better at brute strength) #((I use my left hand to open jars)) #(apparently Mom’s dominant hand is also her stronger and she was surprised to learn mine were different) #(I wonder how common a difference is)


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