The Ministry of Magic and the wizarding community of Great Britain as a whole have been operating autonomously from the Union for centuries, and have their own thriving economy and currency, and strong relationships with their global counterparts.
Spokespersons for the Minister for Magic admit she is still “on the fence” about Scotland’s independence bid, weighing up positives such as the ability to cut a deal directly with the Scottish government in tackling the Grindylow overpopulation in the Northern lochs, against controversial negatives such as “[sic] Muggles are hard enough to categorise as it is”.
A way to find untagged posts from your Tumblr site
I took my old way to find a list of untagged posts on Tumblr (a Python script and your own API key, yuk) and made a much simpler, easier-to-use method. Just go to this site, enter your URL, and press one button.
Details are in the introductory blog post.
…please ignore it. Regular programming (i.e., nothing) will resume shortly.
Hmm, I wonder why there are no tags on this post?
Neil deGrasse Tyson is not impressed with all your sexism.
I’ve now seen this post four times, but I’m left none the wiser as to who he’s referring to. (I expect it gets explained in more detail in Cosmos, but I don’t watch it so I don’t know. All I’ve seen is the GIF set.)
I think the first is meant to be Williamina Fleming, a Scottish astronomer who helped to develop a system for classifying stars based on the amount of hydrogen in their spectra. She also discovered the Horsehead Nebula, which is still one of my favourite pictures of space. But her name is often scrubbed from the credits, because the Index Catalogue attributed the discovery to “Pickering”. (And other books and articles just ran with it.)
My alternative guess is Annie Jump Cannon, who tried a different approach: classifying stars by temperature. She classified about half a million stars (by hand) over the course of her life, which is a record for a single person. The classification system she developed is still in use today.
The second woman is Henrietta Swan Leavitt. She discovered a link between the luminosity and period of Cepheid stars (a type of star for which the brightness varies over time). This was used to measure the distance between Earth and distant galaxies, which were further away than previous methods could measure. After she died, Edwin Hubble used her work to show that the Milky Way isn’t the only galaxy in the observable universe, and that the Universe is expanding.
The Wikipedia article on The Harvard Computers has more detail and links about the group. I’m disappointed I didn’t know about this before, but learning it now is fascinating.
Prompted by my annoyance at the hyperbole in Doctor Who marketing (mostly under Steven Moffat’s tenure, but some from other people as well), I started drawing up some parody episodes. With some help from bloovanmeer, I drew up this episode list. Enjoy.
“He’ll rise higher than ever before and then fall so much further.”
The Doctor accidentally falls off a trampoline while being dark and edgy.
“The Doctor’s Darkest Hour.”
‘Could somebody put a quid in the meter?
“It doesn’t work on wood!”
The Doctor finally takes his own advice, and heads to Ikea. Six weeks later, he emerges carrying a pack of shelves, but is dismayed when he discovers that the sonic screwdriver is useless.
“The End of Time.”
Armed only with a pair of AA batteries and a pencil sharpener, the Doctor must avert the Y2K crisis.
“The one place you must never go.”
The Doctor reads YouTube comments.
“The only mystery worth solving.”
The Doctor gets stuck in the fiction section of the local library.
“The Doctor’s Greatest Secret.”
He actually hates bow ties, but didn’t want to lose face by admitting it.
“I’m Nine Hundred years old.”
‘Pssht. Baby.’ The Doctor meets the Great Sphinx at Giza.
“Reverse the polarity of the neutron flow!”
Ian and Barbara sit the Doctor down for a hard conversation about physics.
“The End of the World.”
The Doctor gets a bit carried away while playing Risk.
“I’ve been running, faster than I’ve ever run. Now it’s time for me to stop.”
As the finish line hoves into view, the Doctor is really glad he did that marathon training.
“The Doctor lies.”
After a prolonged game of Cheat!, Amy and Rory can’t quite convince the Doctor to stop playing.
“The Name of the Doctor.”
The Doctor has problems while filling out his tax forms.
Credit also to Bloo for one of the most accurate summations of Moffat’s Doctor Who:
I think Moffat’s ideal Doctor is basically Batman from The Lego Movie.
only on tumblr would over 565,000 people be fascinated by a table. This is why I love you guys.
The manufacturer is Gletcher Burwell-Taylor. Their site has some good videos explaining how they’re made (by hand, of course) and showing an installation. Remarkable piece of furniture.
GRRRR. So I’m re-watching Doctor Who (seasons 1-4) because I’m not ready to move on after finishing The West Wing. And I’m on “Dalek” and I’m in a seething rage again over the 50th. All of this wonderful character development, great writing, awesome acting, just pissed down the…
Long exposure picture of a Lightning Bolt hitting a Tree!
metal as fuck
And this is why we don’t take shelter from lightning by hiding under a tree.
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So, detractors, lemme see if I’ve got this straight. Patrick Troughton wanted this. Peter Davison wants this. Colin Baker wants this. Carole Ann Ford wants this. Louise Jameson wants this. Freema Agyeman wants this. Matt Smith wants this. Karen Gillan wants this. And now we have word that Sydney Newman, attributed with giving the show its lead’s name and basic mode of transport—the same man, I remind you, who hired a female showrunner in nineteen sixty-fucking-three—wanted this.
And somehow demanding a female Doctor is appropriation.
Here’s the original source for that fun fact. What I find most interesting is not just that Sydney Newman wanted the Doctor to be a woman, but that he wasn’t interested in making the female Doctor a gimmick. His letter says:
At a later stage Doctor Who should be metamorphosed into a woman. This requires some considerable thought – mainly because I want to avoid a flashy, Hollywood Wonder Women because this kind of heroine with no flaws is a bore. Given more time than I have now, I can create such a character.
Newman wanted a strong female character in every sense. He wanted her to be interesting, he wanted her to be complex, and he wanted her to be flawed.
So for all of you naysayers who think that a female Doctor would never be more than a ratings gimmick:
Can we just take a moment to imagine little cute six-year-old Hermione reading Matilda
and peering into this book about a smart, bookish girl who could move things with her mind
and then can you imagine her concentrating very hard on the books on the bookshelf and slowly, slowly, getting them to move.