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Only have the last boss to go now, should be pretty easy. I remember cheesing him on my first playthrough I should be able to handle him legit. just gotta tie up a few loose ends before NG+. Kill all the NPC’s, upgrade all the weapons I can for the achievements and get a few of the rare drops like…
TJTheBold you gypsy, jumped off of the staircase and stabbed me while I was bowing. Kids these days, no honor.
Came across my first Dark Souls dashboarder as well. Some really high level dude. Invaded him at the same time as a red phantom invaded him, after an awkward stand still with red on the…
This is Jarl’s musings about Dark Souls, for anyone interested.
SURVIVORS. DO. NOT. NEED. YOUR. INPUT.
[TW: sexual assault, domestic violence]
I cannot tell you how many times I’ve found the courage to speak about what happened to me when I was younger only to hear “…you know you should’ve reported that, right?” or “so you didn’t say anything? what’s wrong…
(Source: timetravelings, via oldlittleworld)
A List of Don’ts for Women on Bicycles Circa 1895
http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2012/01/03/donts-for-women-on-bicycles-1895/
“The following list of 41 don’ts for female cyclists was published in 1895 in the newspaper New York World”
* Don’t be a fright.
* Don’t faint on the road.
* Don’t wear a man’s cap.
* Don’t wear tight garters.
* Don’t forget your toolbag
* Don’t attempt a “century.”
* Don’t coast. It is dangerous.
* Don’t boast of your long rides.
* Don’t criticize people’s “legs.”
* Don’t wear loud hued leggings.
* Don’t cultivate a “bicycle face.”
* Don’t refuse assistance up a hill.
* Don’t wear clothes that don’t fit.
* Don’t neglect a “light’s out” cry.
* Don’t wear jewelry while on a tour.
* Don’t race. Leave that to the scorchers.
* Don’t wear laced boots. They are tiresome.
* Don’t imagine everybody is looking at you.
* Don’t go to church in your bicycle costume.
* Don’t wear a garden party hat with bloomers.
* Don’t contest the right of way with cable cars.
* Don’t chew gum. Exercise your jaws in private.
* Don’t wear white kid gloves. Silk is the thing.
* Don’t ask, “What do you think of my bloomers?”
* Don’t use bicycle slang. Leave that to the boys.
* Don’t go out after dark without a male escort.
* Don’t without a needle, thread and thimble.
* Don’t try to have every article of your attire “match.”
* Don’t let your golden hair be hanging down your back.
* Don’t allow dear little Fido to accompany you
* Don’t scratch a match on the seat of your bloomers.
* Don’t discuss bloomers with every man you know.
* Don’t appear in public until you have learned to ride well.
* Don’t overdo things. Let cycling be a recreation, not a labor.
* Don’t ignore the laws of the road because you are a woman.
* Don’t try to ride in your brother’s clothes “to see how it feels.”
* Don’t scream if you meet a cow. If she sees you first, she will run.
* Don’t cultivate everything that is up to date because yon ride a wheel.
* Don’t emulate your brother’s attitude if he rides parallel with the ground.
* Don’t undertake a long ride if you are not confident of performing it easily.
* Don’t appear to be up on “records” and “record smashing.” That is sporty.
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The following day, I attended a workshop about preventing gender violence, facilitated by Katz. There, he posed a question to all of the men in the room: “Men, what things do you do to protect yourself from being raped or sexually assaulted?”
Not one man, including myself, could quickly answer the question. Finally, one man raised his hand and said, “Nothing.” Then Katz asked the women, “What things do you do to protect yourself from being raped or sexually assaulted?” Nearly all of the women in the room raised their hand. One by one, each woman testified:
“I don’t make eye contact with men when I walk down the street,” said one.
“I don’t put my drink down at parties,” said another.
“I use the buddy system when I go to parties.”
“I cross the street when I see a group of guys walking in my direction.”
“I use my keys as a potential weapon.”
The women went on for several minutes, until their side of the blackboard was completely filled with responses. The men’s side of the blackboard was blank. I was stunned. I had never heard a group of women say these things before. I thought about all of the women in my life — including my mother, sister and girlfriend — and realized that I had a lot to learn about gender.
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