kellyoxford:

sean3116:

sixpenceee:

As someone who wants to study the human consciousness I found this very interesting.

Scott Routley was a “vegetable”. A car accident seriously injured both sides of his brain, and for 12 years, he was completely unresponsive.

Unable to speak or track people with his eyes, it seemed that Routley was unaware of his surroundings, and doctors assumed he was lost in limbo. They were wrong.

In 2012, Professor Adrian Owen decided to run tests on comatose patients like Scott Routley. Curious if some “vegetables” were actually conscious, Owen put Routley in an fMRI and told him to imagine walking through his home. Suddenly, the brain scan showed activity. Routley not only heard Owen, he was responding.

Next, the two worked out a code. Owen asked a series of “yes or no” questions, and if the answer was “yes,” Routley thought about walking around his house. If the answer was “no,” Routley thought about playing tennis.

These different actions showed activity different parts of the brain. Owen started off with easy questions like, “Is the sky blue?” However, they changed medical science when Owen asked, “Are you in pain?” and Routley answered, “No.” It was the first time a comatose patient with serious brain damage had let doctors know about his condition.

While Scott Routley is still trapped in his body, he finally has a way to reach out to the people around him. This finding has huge implications.

SOURCE

HOLY STEAMING SHITFUCKS

WHY IS EVERYONE NOT LOSING THEIR SHIT ABOUT THIS

#Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

propertyoffrankgrimes:

gideongordongraves:

albinwonderland:

ediebrit:

oh my fucking god

huge fucking trigger warning but oh my god

^^^

holy fucking jesus

I don’t really believe in cars, but I drive one every day and I love that it gets me places and makes life so much easier and faster and I don’t know what I would do without it. Amy Poehler, being a genius about women who don’t believe in feminism. (via meredithhaggerty)

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shelbysbutt:

Never forget when DeAndre Jordan and I made eye contact over an inside motherfucking joke.

shelbysbutt:

Never forget when DeAndre Jordan and I made eye contact over an inside motherfucking joke.

kevinbabbles:

So my friend teaches at a charter school. She’s certified to teach Science, but because of the way the school is structured, she winds up teaching some English, too. The district eventually learned that kids were receiving instruction from a non-certified English teacher, so they arranged for an “English specialist” to show up part-time at the school to supplement lessons. Though my friend studied English in college and has been teaching reading and writing for years now, she understands the law that forced the change; it just kind of sucks because the money to pay the supplemental instructor must be taken from the charter school’s already limited budget. 

Here’s the kicker, though: the English specialist the district has provided is only questionably literate herself. Above is the honest-to-gosh assignment she gave to my friend’s students to do in conjunction with the Holocaust memoir Night.
What kind of English teacher doesn’t use punctuation? What kind of English teacher doesn’t write out the word “you”? What kind of English teacher uses the wrong type of “there” incorrectly twice in one sentence? 
As much as I am laughing at things like “arty project”, “paper mashie”, and her botched cut and paste job that repeats part of the assignment a second time, this is actually tragic. In what world is my friend not qualified to teach English while this woman (who has had her job for over 15 years, mind you) is considered a “specialist”? I like her claim that she will take “of” [sic] points for spelling and grammar errors, as if she has any idea what those are. 

Granted, when I was a high school English teacher, the essay I assigned in conjunction with the book Night resulted in at least one epically awful student paper. That’s still not a good excuse for someone brought in specifically to teach writing to arbitrarily assign an art project rather than an essay. The public education system is fucked. It is so so so so fucked.

kevinbabbles:

So my friend teaches at a charter school. She’s certified to teach Science, but because of the way the school is structured, she winds up teaching some English, too. The district eventually learned that kids were receiving instruction from a non-certified English teacher, so they arranged for an “English specialist” to show up part-time at the school to supplement lessons. Though my friend studied English in college and has been teaching reading and writing for years now, she understands the law that forced the change; it just kind of sucks because the money to pay the supplemental instructor must be taken from the charter school’s already limited budget. 

Here’s the kicker, though: the English specialist the district has provided is only questionably literate herself. Above is the honest-to-gosh assignment she gave to my friend’s students to do in conjunction with the Holocaust memoir Night.

What kind of English teacher doesn’t use punctuation? What kind of English teacher doesn’t write out the word “you”? What kind of English teacher uses the wrong type of “there” incorrectly twice in one sentence? 

As much as I am laughing at things like “arty project”, “paper mashie”, and her botched cut and paste job that repeats part of the assignment a second time, this is actually tragic. In what world is my friend not qualified to teach English while this woman (who has had her job for over 15 years, mind you) is considered a “specialist”? I like her claim that she will take “of” [sic] points for spelling and grammar errors, as if she has any idea what those are. 

Granted, when I was a high school English teacher, the essay I assigned in conjunction with the book Night resulted in at least one epically awful student paper. That’s still not a good excuse for someone brought in specifically to teach writing to arbitrarily assign an art project rather than an essay. The public education system is fucked. It is so so so so fucked.

(Source: alltimeloe, via 16-bitch)

kcreate:

bill:

mb:

Presented without comment

are these the same people who think millenials are anyone under 33?

I don’t feel so good.

dontcallmechauncey:

When someone is talking about the bible verse “and as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death..” it takes everything in me not to finish it by saying “I take a look at my life and realize there’s nothing left” because I will always think they are talking about Coolio instead.

Didn’t even know that was in the bible.

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