To this day, my favorite science story ever is How We Learned that Bees can Perceive Time 🐝⏱ [source](http://twitter.com/BreeNewsome/status/1382758793470218250)

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I pursued a heavily quantitative job not because I wanted to, but because I wanted to prove I could be a woman with "hard skills". While I applaud women in STEM, I have learned that it's more important to applaud women who go unapologetically after WHATEVER career they WANT and feel confident in. I was 20 when I sat down across from my male college advisor in his office. It was the day I decided on my major, and I was nervously excited. I went into the conversation fully ready to narrow in my studies to my university's English department. My excitement, however, quickly dissipated as I sat there listening to the expert across from me talk through the downsides of my major of choice. He showed me career stats for the most recent graduating class. He pointed to my quant scores from the SAT and my performance in a difficult math course I took my Freshman year at the school. "Are you sure you have thought this through?" he asked me. "You are unique with how left-brained you are - you could really thrive in a major that requires that". I hesitated, but ultimately I didn't go with my gut. I signed my name under a major he recommended. I didn't internalize at that moment that I was signing onto something far more important than simply a major that I wasn't passionate about. I was signing onto what would escalate into a 9-year journey of forgoing what I really loved to do, in an attempt to prove myself as a competitive woman. I remember my family was really proud of me when I graduated with honors in such a "difficult" major. They tried to compliment me by saying things like "I can't believe you got through x courses" or "It makes us so proud seeing you as one of only a handful of women in the honors program for your major". I remember my siblings were even more proud when I landed a highly quantitative job that came from passing interviews with complicated case studies. What they didn't see was that I was deeply unhappy. I was sleep deprived from 3 years of pushing myself to be competitive with my mostly male peers. Not tired because I was a woman and they were men. But tired because I didn't enjoy what I was learning and doing. When I am brutally honest with myself, I have lived in a state of constant stress when it comes to school and work basically since that day in my college advisor's office. I'd watch classmates, and then coworkers, light up when presented with a particularly large math problem to solve. While they lit up, I shut down. I dreaded school and dreaded work. I was an anxious bubble hovering right on the verge of implosion. I thought it was because I was not cut out for the increasing difficulty. In reality, I just wasn't doing what I loved. My skill I was most confident in was not relevant. My favorite video I have of myself as a kid was the one where I proudly showed my parents that I had taught myself how to read out of my older sister's chapter book. I was in Kindergarten. I first felt extraordinary and understood when a high school English teacher pulled me aside after class and said that in thirty years of teaching Freshmen there, he had never read writing as unique and strong as mine. I was quiet, and awkward socially, but I knew I was an excellent writer. Writing became my outlet throughout high school. Unfortunately, most signs in the world outside of my childhood and time in high school directed me to reconsider the value of being a good writer. I feel confident that this was largely because I am a woman. I was told from seemingly every angle that to be a woman in finance or tech, especially in a highly analytical role, was the paradigm. It was a sure fire way to prove myself as not just equal to men, but potentially even more capable. In this kind of cultural context, women are subtly directed that to be excellent and on-par with men, we must go out and prove people wrong who belie... [source](http://www.reddit.com/r/TwoXChromosomes/comments/mcm47s/i_pursued_a_heavily_quantitative_job_not_because/)

#__c8608502d083f1b2f5e0fbbdadcc5ef5db43c8ae__ **Sukebei-3655420-Fakku 1-8621 Unlimited and Free up to 2022.05.30 + magazine covers** `FAKKU Unlimited 2022.05.30/[SAVAN] You're My Darling From This Day Forth (Comic Kairakuten 2021-05).cbz`

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If you follow my posts, you know that on my [Mom's side](https://t.me/durov/156), I trace my family line from Kyiv. Her maiden name is Ukrainian (Ivanenko), and to this day we have many relatives living in Ukraine. That's why this tragic conflict is personal [both to me and Telegram](https://t.me/telegram/169). Some people wondered if Telegram is somehow less secure for Ukrainians, because I once lived in Russia. Let me tell these people how my career in Russia ended. Nine years ago I was the CEO of VK, which was the largest social network in Russia and Ukraine. In 2013, the Russian security agency, FSB, [demanded ](https://m.vk.com/wall1_45621)that I provide them the private data of the Ukrainian users of VK who were protesting against a pro-Russian President. I refused to comply with these demands, because it would have meant a betrayal of our Ukrainian users. After that, I was fired from the company I founded and was forced to leave Russia. I lost my company and my home, but would do it again – without hesitation. I smile with pride when I read [my VK post](https://m.vk.com/wall1_45621) from April 2014, which shows the scanned orders from the FSB and my trademark response to them – a dog in a hoodie. When I defied their demands, the stakes were high for me personally. I was still living in Russia, and my team and my old company were also based in that country. Many years have passed since then. Many things changed: I no longer live in Russia, no longer have any companies or employees there. But one thing remains the same – I stand for our users no matter what. Their right to privacy is sacred. Now – more than ever.

#__058a34bc3b1df4c533f1105af2c64b22046ac82d__ **Sukebei-3359910-Nhentai English Archive (~80,000 doujins)** `Content/[Studio Daiya (Nemui Neru)] Musume made mo ga Nikubenki ni Naritasou ni Kochira o Miteiru. This Time Her Daughter Is Looking at Me like She Wants to Suck Me Dry and Guzzle My Cum All Day Long [English] {2d-market.com} [Decensored].cbz`

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My husband invested Folks, recently (like the last 4 years) I have struggled to find somthing to do besides clean house, make dinner, take care of toddler, play some video games. Then, last month I got a sewing machine. And I finally feel like I have a hobby again. I haven't sewn anything since I was a kid in 4H, so this has been a total relearning process. I was worried that I would bore my husband by going on and on about what I was doing, but he got so excited for me when I finished my first piece. He started asking questions about the process and patterns and fabric and the machine. The other night I was fretting about taking on a bigger project and having to learn how to do darts on a womans dress, and I forgot the word dart and was trying to say "you know, they are these parts on the dress..." and he said "oh yeah! Darts! Dont worry, you'll get 'em" It dawned on me that I had talked about darts the other day and he freaking was actively listening! I just had so much appreciation for that man at that moment. It was such a small thing, but to see him invested in my hobby made me feel proud to be doing and conquering something new. TLDR my husband showed interest in my hobby and it gave me the warm fuzzies. EDIT- thank you for the awards and upvotes people, thats very sweet. Yes, this was just a mundane interaction between a couple, but in a relationship thats going on 12 years, we sometimes lose track of the things we appreciate in each other. For those saying this is the bare minimum a man can do, you're right. It is. And its sad that some men don't even do it. And its even more sad that women have been conditioned to accept it. www.reddit.com/r/TwoXChromosomes/comments/n2tk1x/my_husband_invested/ [source](http://www.reddit.com/r/TwoXChromosomes/comments/n2tk1x/my_husband_invested/)

关于网络，我想总结两个主要的观察： ❶ 一群怀揣美好理想做事脚踏实地的人建立了互联网的基础架构和各式服务。 ❷ 然后大量有意引发争端的无聊网红们和觉得世界要围绕自己转的恶霸，开始在其中夺取权力与利益，大加破坏了这个美好的网络世界。 —— 纽约大学信息科技教授莱恩·努尼 [source](https://twitter.com/Sierra_OffLine/status/1640784190223286273)

你是跨性别？你小时候可一点都没表现出来呀！ [source](https://twitter.com/assumptionprime/status/1615030861979582494)

并不是女性靠性关系得到升职，而是男性上司利用职务之便，扣住女性下属应得的升职机会，胁迫女性提供性服务。 [source](https://www.facebook.com/feministnews.us/photos/a.110598552620705/1439513833062497/)

请不要把自己当作高人一等的人去监管或审判别人，也不要用“完美的道德”去衡量别人。比如： ❶ 请不要“等着某个人犯错”，然后逮住这个人的失误去大肆宣扬。 ❷ 请不要设置基于身份的准入制度。 ❸ 请不要去质疑别人的被边缘的身份。 ❹ 请不要在团体内部毫无理由地“捉奸细”。 ❺ 请不要无端质疑别人的善意。 ❻ 请不要抓住别人的某个用词然后大做文章。 ❼ 请不要把自己的生活方式强加给别人。 ❽ 请不要在团体内部打压排挤别人。 ❾ 请不要妖魔化别人。 也就是说，请不要鼓励一个充满监控和危险的环境，请不要让人和人之间充满猜忌。 如果你了解纳粹德国的盖世太保秘密警察、苏联的克格勃国家安全委员会、东德的斯塔西国家安全部，还有奴隶制度的运作，你就会知道什么样的组织会去特意打造一个人和人之间互相猜忌的环境，人和人之间互相猜忌的环境里有会滋生什么样的事情。 在这种监控下建立出的权力架构是：你依附跟从的人权力越大，你跟着你依附的人参与监控和迫害越多，你权力就越大。在这样的一个环境里，为了保证自己不会成为下一个“人民公敌”，很多人会自愿监控甚至迫害周围的人。 [source](https://dancinbutterfly.tumblr.com/post/713732754994593792)

你不能改变已经发生过的事情。 但你可以停止把痛苦和伤害再次传播出去。 [source](https://liberaljane.tumblr.com/post/699588084420001792/you-cant-change-the-past-but-you-can-break-the)