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Advice, Being Alone, and America: Anna Breslaw @annabreslavw My sister is doing arn experiment: Whenever men walk towards her, she doesn't move out of the way first. So far she has collided with 28 men. 12/13/14, 5:04 PNM little-miss-stan: elegantmess100: blossombarnes: retroasgardian: reddobastard: onethingconstant: songbirde108: mercurialkitty: emmagrant01: clevermanka: youcangofindatree: moremetalthanyourmom: Okay but after seeing this I started doing it too and it’s amazing how many men I’ve run into bc they expected me to move Gotta try it I work (and walk) on a college campus. I’ve lost count of how many men I’ve smacked shoulders with. Recently, I was standing outside my son’s classroom waiting to talk to his teacher. I stood on one side of the hallway, not even close to the center. At some point, a man came walking along. I was standing right in his path, but the hallway was empty, so I logically expected him to swerve around me. Instead he kept walking right toward me, got to me, and stopped, as if waiting for me to get out of his way. I didn’t; I just smiled politely at him. He finally walked around me, clearly annoyed that I hadn’t leapt out of his manly path. Now I’m wishing I’d leapt aside, taken off my jacket and laid it on the floor before him, then bowed deeply and said, “My Liege!” I also work at a college campus. I smack shoulders sometimes, but I find that if I stare straight ahead and follow the advice below, people get the heck out of the way. Honestly this post changed how I carry myself when walking alone in public, or in a situation where I’m the one leading. People definitely move for the murder gaze. Confirmed. I once had to rush back inside a convention hall as the con was closing in order to a retrieve a sick friend’s medication, and I didn’t understand why people in the crowd were jumping out of my way (literally—one guy vaulted a table) until I realized I was dressed as the Winter Soldier and doing the Murder Walk because that’s just how I walk in those boots. I got the meds, got out, and made a mental note. I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston. I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible. Moral of the story: wear comfortable shoes, square your shoulders, and walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America. WALK LIKE YOU’VE BEEN SENT TO MURDER CAPTAIN AMERICA It’s called the Murder Strut. IT’S BACK!!!!!! I was searching for this to show my daughter the other day and couldn’t find it. I’m so glad IT’S BACK!! I will always reblog the Murder Strut!! A guy on a bike went around me because he could tell I had no intention of moving. Thanks to this post.
Advice, Being Alone, and America: Anna Breslaw
 @annabreslavw
 My sister is doing arn
 experiment: Whenever men
 walk towards her, she doesn't
 move out of the way first. So
 far she has collided with 28
 men.
 12/13/14, 5:04 PNM
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moremetalthanyourmom:

Okay but after seeing this I started doing it too and it’s amazing how many men I’ve run into bc they expected me to move

Gotta try it


I work (and walk) on a college campus. I’ve lost count of how many men I’ve smacked shoulders with.


Recently, I was standing outside my son’s classroom waiting to talk to his teacher. I stood on one side of the hallway, not even close to the center. At some point, a man came walking along. I was standing right in his path, but the hallway was empty, so I logically expected him to swerve around me. Instead he kept walking right toward me, got to me, and stopped, as if waiting for me to get out of his way. I didn’t; I just smiled politely at him. He finally walked around me, clearly annoyed that I hadn’t leapt out of his manly path. 
Now I’m wishing I’d leapt aside, taken off my jacket and laid it on the floor before him, then bowed deeply and said, “My Liege!”


I also work at a college campus. I smack shoulders sometimes, but I find that if I stare straight ahead and follow the advice below, people get the heck out of the way.


Honestly this post changed how I carry myself when walking alone in public, or in a situation where I’m the one leading. People definitely move for the murder gaze.


Confirmed. I once had to rush back inside a convention hall as the con was closing in order to a retrieve a sick friend’s medication, and I didn’t understand why people in the crowd were jumping out of my way (literally—one guy vaulted a table) until I realized I was dressed as the Winter Soldier and doing the Murder Walk because that’s just how I walk in those boots. I got the meds, got out, and made a mental note.
I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston.
I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible.
Moral of the story: wear comfortable shoes, square your shoulders, and walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America.


WALK LIKE YOU’VE BEEN SENT TO MURDER CAPTAIN AMERICA




It’s called the Murder Strut.

IT’S BACK!!!!!! I was searching for this to show my daughter the other day and couldn’t find it. I’m so glad IT’S BACK!! I will always reblog the Murder Strut!!


A guy on a bike went around me because he could tell I had no intention of moving. Thanks to this post.

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Future, Life, and Love: LOOK AGAIN AT THAT DOT. THAT'S HERE. THAT'S HOME. THAT'S US. ON IT EVERYONE YOU LOVE, EVERYONE YOU KNOW, EVERYONE YOU EVER HEARD OF, EVERY HUMAN BEING WHO EVER WAS, LIVED OUT THEIR LIVES. THE AGGREGATE OF OUR JOY AND SUFFERING THOUSANDS OF CONFIDENT RELIGIONS, IDEOLOGIES, AND ECONOMIC DOCTRINES, EVERY HUNTER AND FORAGER, EVERY HERO AND COWARD, EVERY CREATOR AND DESTROYER OF CIVILIZATION, EVERY KING AND PEASANT, EVERY YOUNG COUPLE IN LOVE, EVERY MOTHER AND FATHER, HOPEFUL CHILD, INVENTOR AND EXPLORER, EVERY TEACHER OF MORALS EVERY CORRUPT POLITICIAN, EVERY "SUPERSTAR, EVERY "SUPREME LEADER, EVERY SAINT AND SINNER IN THE HISTORY OF OUR SPECIES LIVED THERE--ON A MOTE OF DUST SUSPENDED IN A SUNBEAM THE EARTH IS A VERY SMALL STAGE IN A VAST COSMIC ARENA. THINK OF THE RIVERS OF BLOOD SPILLED BY ALL THOSE GENERALS AND EMPERORS SO THAT, IN GLORY ε TRIUMPH THEY COULD BECOME THE MOMENTARY MASTERS OF A FRACTION OF A DOT. THINK OF THE ENDLESS CRUELTIES VISITED BY THE INHABITANTS OF ONE CORNER OF THIS PIXEL ON THE SCARCELY DISTINGUISHABLE INHABITANTS OF SOME OTHER CORNER, HOW FREQUENT THEIR MISUNDERSTANDINGS, HOW EAGER THEY ARE TO KILL ONE ANOTHER, HOW FERVENT THEIR HATREDS OUR POSTURINGS, OUR IMAGINED SELF-IMPORTANCE, THE DELUSION THAT WE HAVE SOME PRIVILEGED POSITION IN THE UNIVERSE, ARE CHALLENGED BY THIS POINT OF PALE LIGHT OUR PLANET IS A LONELY SPECK IN THE GREAT ENVELOPING COSMIC DARK. IN OUR OBSCURITY, IN ALL THIS VASTNESS, THERE IS NO HINT THAT HELP WILL COME FROM ELSEWHERE TO SAVE US FROM OURSELVES THE EARTH IS THE ONLY WORLD KNOWN SO FAR TO HARBOR LIFE. THERE IS NOWHERE ELSE, AT LEAST IN THE NEAR FUTURE, TO WHICH OUR SPECIES COULD MIGRATE. VISIT, YES SETTLE, NOT YET. LIKE IT OR NOT, FOR THE MOMENT THE EARTH IS WHERE WE MAKE OUR STAND IT HAS BEEN SAID THAT ASTRONOMY IS A HUMBLING AND CHARACTER-BUILDING EXPERIENCE. THERE IS PERHAPS NO BETTER DEMONSTRATION OF THE FOLLY OF HUMAN CONCEITS THAN THIS DISTANT IMAGE OF OUR TINY WORLD. TO ME, IT UNDERSCORES OUR RESPONSIBILITY TO DEAL MORE KINDLY WITH ONE ANOTHER, AND TO PRESERVE AND CHERISH THE PALE BLUE DOT, THE ONLY HOME WE'VE EVER KNOWN -CARL SAGAN, PALE BLUE DOT, 1994 spacevisuals:Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan [1x1px]
Future, Life, and Love: LOOK AGAIN AT THAT DOT. THAT'S HERE. THAT'S HOME. THAT'S US. ON IT EVERYONE YOU
 LOVE, EVERYONE YOU KNOW, EVERYONE YOU EVER HEARD OF, EVERY HUMAN BEING
 WHO EVER WAS, LIVED OUT THEIR LIVES. THE AGGREGATE OF OUR JOY AND SUFFERING
 THOUSANDS OF CONFIDENT RELIGIONS, IDEOLOGIES, AND ECONOMIC DOCTRINES, EVERY
 HUNTER AND FORAGER, EVERY HERO AND COWARD, EVERY CREATOR AND DESTROYER OF
 CIVILIZATION, EVERY KING AND PEASANT, EVERY YOUNG COUPLE IN LOVE, EVERY MOTHER
 AND FATHER, HOPEFUL CHILD, INVENTOR AND EXPLORER, EVERY TEACHER OF MORALS
 EVERY CORRUPT POLITICIAN, EVERY "SUPERSTAR, EVERY "SUPREME LEADER, EVERY SAINT
 AND SINNER IN THE HISTORY OF OUR SPECIES LIVED THERE--ON A MOTE OF DUST
 SUSPENDED IN A SUNBEAM
 THE EARTH IS A VERY SMALL STAGE IN A VAST COSMIC ARENA. THINK OF THE RIVERS OF
 BLOOD SPILLED BY ALL THOSE GENERALS AND EMPERORS SO THAT, IN GLORY ε TRIUMPH
 THEY COULD BECOME THE MOMENTARY MASTERS OF A FRACTION OF A DOT. THINK OF
 THE ENDLESS CRUELTIES VISITED BY THE INHABITANTS OF ONE CORNER OF THIS PIXEL ON
 THE SCARCELY DISTINGUISHABLE INHABITANTS OF SOME OTHER CORNER, HOW FREQUENT
 THEIR MISUNDERSTANDINGS, HOW EAGER THEY ARE TO KILL ONE ANOTHER, HOW
 FERVENT THEIR HATREDS
 OUR POSTURINGS, OUR IMAGINED SELF-IMPORTANCE, THE DELUSION THAT WE HAVE SOME
 PRIVILEGED POSITION IN THE UNIVERSE, ARE CHALLENGED BY THIS POINT OF PALE LIGHT
 OUR PLANET IS A LONELY SPECK IN THE GREAT ENVELOPING COSMIC DARK. IN OUR
 OBSCURITY, IN ALL THIS VASTNESS, THERE IS NO HINT THAT HELP WILL COME FROM
 ELSEWHERE TO SAVE US FROM OURSELVES
 THE EARTH IS THE ONLY WORLD KNOWN SO FAR TO HARBOR LIFE. THERE IS NOWHERE
 ELSE, AT LEAST IN THE NEAR FUTURE, TO WHICH OUR SPECIES COULD MIGRATE. VISIT, YES
 SETTLE, NOT YET. LIKE IT OR NOT, FOR THE MOMENT THE EARTH IS WHERE WE MAKE OUR
 STAND
 IT HAS BEEN SAID THAT ASTRONOMY IS A HUMBLING AND CHARACTER-BUILDING
 EXPERIENCE. THERE IS PERHAPS NO BETTER DEMONSTRATION OF THE FOLLY OF HUMAN
 CONCEITS THAN THIS DISTANT IMAGE OF OUR TINY WORLD. TO ME, IT UNDERSCORES OUR
 RESPONSIBILITY TO DEAL MORE KINDLY WITH ONE ANOTHER, AND TO PRESERVE AND
 CHERISH THE PALE BLUE DOT, THE ONLY HOME WE'VE EVER KNOWN
 -CARL SAGAN, PALE BLUE DOT, 1994
spacevisuals:Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan [1x1px]

spacevisuals:Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan [1x1px]

Being Alone, Fucking, and Tumblr: responsible-reanimation Game idea: You play as a humble peasant who must fight off waves of adventurers who feel entitled to just waltz into your house and loot whatever they please moonblossom LET GO OF MY CHEESE WHEEL YOU JERKFACE jellykitsch Humble Peasant kills adventurers that enter their home Humble Peasant keeps their weapons, magic items, and hold Humble Peasant realizes that stronger and stronger adventurers are coming to claim their growing pile of loot Humble Peasant builds traps and fortifications to keep them out Humble Peasant procures exotic pets to help defend their home Humble Peasant continues to amass more and more loot and attract stronger and stronger adventurers Humble Peasant has to keep building up and fortifying their home, traps, and pets to keep the adventurers out Humble Peasant suddenly realizes that they have accidentally built a dungeon. It's a fucking dungeon now. It's fortified and full of traps, monsters, and treasure, and the Humble Peasant is the boss. Humble Peasant realizes that adventurers will never leave them alone now. Humble Peasant hates adventurers. Humble Peasant accidentally becomes major villain. <p><a href="http://awesomacious.tumblr.com/post/173325564689/humble-peasant" class="tumblr_blog">awesomacious</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Humble Peasant</p></blockquote>
Being Alone, Fucking, and Tumblr: responsible-reanimation
 Game idea: You play as a humble peasant who
 must fight off waves of adventurers who feel
 entitled to just waltz into your house and loot
 whatever they please
 moonblossom
 LET GO OF MY CHEESE WHEEL YOU JERKFACE
 jellykitsch
 Humble Peasant kills adventurers that enter their
 home
 Humble Peasant keeps their weapons, magic
 items, and hold
 Humble Peasant realizes that stronger and
 stronger adventurers are coming to claim their
 growing pile of loot
 Humble Peasant builds traps and fortifications to
 keep them out
 Humble Peasant procures exotic pets to help
 defend their home
 Humble Peasant continues to amass more and
 more loot and attract stronger and stronger
 adventurers
 Humble Peasant has to keep building up and
 fortifying their home, traps, and pets to keep the
 adventurers out
 Humble Peasant suddenly realizes that they
 have accidentally built a dungeon. It's a fucking
 dungeon now. It's fortified and full of traps,
 monsters, and treasure, and the Humble Peasant
 is the boss.
 Humble Peasant realizes that adventurers will
 never leave them alone now.
 Humble Peasant hates adventurers.
 Humble Peasant accidentally becomes major
 villain.
<p><a href="http://awesomacious.tumblr.com/post/173325564689/humble-peasant" class="tumblr_blog">awesomacious</a>:</p>

<blockquote><p>Humble Peasant</p></blockquote>

<p><a href="http://awesomacious.tumblr.com/post/173325564689/humble-peasant" class="tumblr_blog">awesomacious</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Humbl...