There Has Never Been A Time Without Unicorns

He was a sk8r boi

If you're on twitter or threads or reddit, and you say, "Oh, I had a terrible experience with Delta Airlines. They canceled my flight and then booked me into a hotel room with a stranger," and you tag Delta, there's a chance Delta Airlines itself will come and apologize. Maybe even give you some SkyMiles or something.

But if you complain about a terrible airline experience on tumblr, all you can hope for is that someone might come along and write slash fiction about two guys who get booked into the same hotel room by Delta Airlines.

You can't gain social capital by being here. Nobody knows who you even ARE because your user name is, like, some randomly generated phrase or else an obscure reference to hockey sex books.

so i'm no huge fan of rideshare and delivery apps, but this? this post?

It was a small but such a genuine and soft exchange between them. despite the entire video being so open and honest, this moment felt the most vulnerable and made me the most emotional. It felt like a small glimpse at how they’ve supported each other emotionally all these years. You could hear the gentleness in phil’s response.

5 times Dan and Phil click baited us

McAuliffe did not survive to leave the atmosphere. She died in the Challenger explosion.

But she was a schoolteacher. An average, everyday woman who didn't buy her way aboard the space shuttle, but earned it. She planned to teach the first two school lessons from space. Millions of schoolchildren watched the launch live. My sister was one of them. If "where were you when Kennedy was shot" is the question for Boomers, and "where were you when you got the news on 9/11" is the question for Millennials, "where were you when Challenger exploded" is the question for Gen X.

McAuliffe was so beloved that her death basically ended the space craze in media at the time. I did a backward media trace of her death to see if it lined up with entertainment media reactions to 9/11, and the answer was: yes. Within two years of Challenger--I gave that much lead time for movies already in production when Challenger launched--space was gone from cartoons and movies. Basically nothing space went into production after her death, several space-themed shows were canceled, and the whole industry took a hard swerve into the buddy-cop genre.

Christa McAuliffe inspired a generation, and a nation grieved her when she was gone. For 73 seconds, she almost touched the stars, and America loved her for it.

FUCK miss yellowface rich girl.

In a space agency filled with trailblazers, Sally Ride was a pioneer of a different sort. The soft-spoken California physicist broke the gender barrier on June 18, 1983, when she became the first American woman in space.

Sally Ride’s place in history was assured on June 18, 1983, when she rocketed into space on Challenger’s STS-7 mission with four male crewmates. Her contribution to America’s space program continued right up until her death.

Ride joined NASA as part of the 1978 astronaut class, the first to include women. She and five other women, along with 29 men, were selected out of 8,000 applicants. The class became known as the “Thirty-Five New Guys” and reported to the Johnson Space Center the next summer to begin training.

And for that matter, how about real-life Barbie: Mae Jemison? Medical doctor, teacher, ballerina, astronaut, and author....

And also she was the first Black woman in space and one of the first Black students at Stanford University, entering it in 1973 at the age of 16.

Meanwhile Katy Perry *checks notes* wrote a song comparing Black men to aliens and suggesting they were rapists.