Shadowhammer's Abode

Hey.

The fascists don’t like NASA.

They don’t want stuff like this to happen.

They want to give NASA’s budget to the already bloated military.

As far as I’m concerned, it’s fine to celebrate a massive peaceful scientific achievement that’s a collaboration between the US and Canada space programs during a time when there’s so much bad news elsewhere.

but DO techbros like nasa? a lot of techbros i see are super into the idea of privatized space travel industry and colonizing mars, the first of which nasa is directly opposed to, and the second which nasa isn't really focused on.

The Artemis Accords are one of the first large-scale civil policies about space and related activities to come about since the Outer Space Treaty in 1967. NASA wants to hold people (at least a little) accountable for the junk they're leaving in our orbit, and not enough people talked about this shit back when it got signed, so I wanna talk about it now

I might translate this article later today. This one was the most complete one, even in Italian news it's not talked about that much.

[Image ID: The Destiel confession meme edited so that Dean answers 'JK Rowling posted upskirt photos of a woman on Twitter' to Cas 'I love you'. /End ID]

No one doing this should be allowed to call themselves a feminist.

Arwen Undomiel

It ends when Arwen dies. When broken and unbreakable and no longer convinced of his own immortal capacity for grief, Elrond does not. She lived in the brightest of purples. She dies silver under the stars.

She could break his heart. Oh, Arwen. His comfort to the last. She is a spire amidst the storm. She could be struck with pure lightning, right through, and she’d say it's all right, I'm here, I'm here. She is why he stays, though he could love her anywhere. Imladris, Eregion, Valinor, and beyond.

She had blazed, and he had stepped back to admire it. That is his failure, as always. He makes himself too easy to love from afar. And so she dies in winter, in a forest they had first seen together in spring, three thousand years ago when it was wide and green and golden.