jerry accidentally walked into someone elses interview so he backtracked and pulled out his phone and just scrolled through it in the middle of the red carpet
does art imitate life? or does life imitate art?
A Rüppell’s Griffon Vulture(Gyps rueppellii) drips blood after feeding on the carcass of a zebra in the Serengeti National Park, Tanzania. Griffon vultures have long powerful necks for getting under the skin of the dead animals they feed on and short downy feathers on their necks to prevent them from getting too dirty. Vultures wash regularly and are surprisingly clean - when not feeding.Photo credit: Charlie Hamilton James
imagine your current friend group but dwayne the rock johnson is an unquestioned part of it
A Mursi woman from Southern Ethiopia — over her shoulder an AK47, while she holds an iPod in her hand
I was in the park earlier and this girl was walking by kinda far away and it looked like she was maybe crying but I couldn’t tell from a distance. Anyways I kept my eye on her to see if she was not doing well and then before I knew it this guy about my age approached her and said “miss are you ok?” I was super happy with humanity at this point and felt warm inside knowing that somebody else cared and had the courage to check on another human. Then this same guy walks over to me and sits near me like he wanted to talk so I tried to make conversation by saying “that was nice man, did she say what was wrong?” And then all warm and fuzzy feelings towards humanity were destroyed instantly when the guy responded with “no I was just giving her a shoulder to cry on you know i also got a dick for her to ride on, did you see her ass?” That’s some sinister shit right? The worst part is that although I was filled with fury down into my intestines at his comment, I didn’t call him out and check him. I just sat there and let the guy go on being a wretched fuck. Then I realized that I’ve been so accustomed to hearing things like this all over the place in life, be it media or whatever that when I personally encountered somebody like this I froze and didn’t confront the awfulness. And that’s not fair to the lady who was crying, to me, or to the shithead guy. It’s not fair that the lady went on her way potentially thinking that the guy was a good person to check on her when in reality he was shitty. It’s not fair to me to swallow my thoughts and feelings and let that sort of wretched shit continue to exist completely unchecked. and it’s not fair even to the guy because now he goes home tonight with the same fucked up perspective as he did when he woke up this morning when I could have confronted that kind of behavior and potentially helped him to realize how insidious and harmful that kind of shit is. I resent that that guy keeps thinking like that, I resent that our world is one where that’s how people think and attempt to prey on other people, I resent that I never figured out if the lady was doing okay, and I resent the fact that I sat there with my thumb up my ass while the guy spewed bullshit and consequently allowed that evil shit to continue to exist. GOD DAMMIT