beyond the grey skies

the-girl-without-ed:

great thing to remember. I love it

the-girl-without-ed:

great thing to remember. I love it

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mynewplaidpants:

There should have been a Queer as Folk: 15 Years Later movie, dammit. (It premiered in February 1999.) I’m going to have to demand it at 20 then. Get to working on it, Russell Davies!

Holy shit, they look gooooooood!

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ticklemytitan:

To Archive of our Own:
do you really think I give a flying fadoodle that I already left one kudos I want to leave my undying love and beating heart on every single chapter do not set limits on my fricking love okay

ticklemytitan:

To Archive of our Own:

do you really think I give a flying fadoodle that I already left one kudos I want to leave my undying love and beating heart on every single chapter do not set limits on my fricking love okay

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merster98:

avatargrimes:

systemofadowny:

forsciencejohn:

love-megz:

annetdonahue:

The importance of consent: a narrative.

I will forever reblog this gifset.

look at how badass she is though i mean some of it gets on her too and doesn’t even give a fuck

She pours hot liquid on her own leg she’s that badass.

fire cannot kill a dragon.

that last comment omg

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Anonymous said: hi sorry can you please explain the basics of what you said about alan turing 's story being sad? my phone isnt allowing me to search anything.

cumberbuddy:

Sure i can. Go and make a cuppa and i’ll do my best at a ‘short’ introduction with thanks to the interwebs, BECAUSE YOU ALL NEED TO KNOW ABOUT HIM, BENEDICT SAID SO.

THIS IS ALL REAL LIFE, AND ACTUALLY HAPPENED IN THE UK 60 ODD YEARS AGO. There are some other important bits i have missed out, do read up on him to get the complete story. This a very basic introduction to Mr Turing.

Ok; Alan Turing for people who don’t know the importance of Alan Turing.

Here he is, lovely Alan;

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Alan Turing was a British mathematician, cryptographer, and computer scientist. He was an extremely clever (GENIUS) man.

He built lots of computer type things, was the first to help development of the first self-modifying stored program computer and was a pioneer for biology in the area of non-linear dynamics. 

During World War II he was principally responsible for cracking the German Enigma cipher. Largely helping us WIN THE WAR (Although don’t forget the others who helped too!)

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Turing shares certain traits as our beloved Sherlock Holmes. Alan was a quirky and eccentric young man with little interest in conformity. As an adult he was socially clueless. He was opinionated, outspoken, moody (I personally think he was personally not well understood by his peers, so mistaking him for being moody when he was just in his own little world), and a homosexual with striking blue eyes, floppy short hair and a habit to keep talking if you tried to interrupt him (in his familiar high pitched voice!) He was a dreamer, ethereal and spiritual. He was a very shy man who preferred working on his own. He never saw the attraction of giving pointless hello’s to people he knew out and about at the universities and often passed his colleagues looking straight through them. He was quite the character. One time he ordered a barrel of beer for the office, not because he gagged for a pint, but because he knew it wasn’t allowed. He also almost reversed a car into a lake at Princeton, much to the amusement that he was dab hand at most machines, but not a car. When he was in America a man approached him in a bar and offered a sexual advance, shocking Alan completely at his openness! 

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1928 Turing met and became close friends with a classmate called Christopher. The two shared loads of impassioned conversations about science and maths, often passing notes back in forth in class (in code sometimes) to share commentary on various puzzles and postulates in math or physics. A deep attachment bloomed between the boys, and Alan developed a purportedly unspoken crush. But in 1930 Christopher died  :(((( unexpectedly of TB. Deeply affected, Alan became obsessed with unraveling the nature of consciousness, its structure and its origins. He longed to understand what had become of Christopher. When Alan thought of something, he was obsessed with it and any aspect of it HAD to he looked at in great detail. 

So that was all a bit upsetting in Alan’s life, anyway he went to Princeton in America for a while and then he came back to Cambridge the Government Code and Cipher School hired him. Working as a cryptographer at Bletchley Park. He had made a fair few friendships and a couple of on/off relationships. He became familiar with a woman called Joan Clarke who he saw as one of the men and very much enjoyed being in her company. He proposed and got engaged to her but broke off the engagement (Via an Oscar Wilde quote “Yet each man kills the things he loves”) because he admitted he was gay and couldn’t lie to her.

He’d lock himself in a room for days at a time but he managed to reverse engineer the Enigma Machine — a stroke of pure genius that allowed the British and their allies to anticipate attacks and other vital information, changing the course of the war. But because of the secrecy of the Bletchley Park, Turing’s work (and others situated at Bletchley) went unpublicised for years. 

THEN (I have to copy and paste all this because it’s just too much awfulness to try and say myself), 

In 1952 during an investigation of a break-in at his home, Turing had revealed that one of the young men involved in the incident may have been his 19 year-old lover. As homosexual acts were still illegal in England at the time, Turing was arrested and made to stand trial. He pled guilty to 12 counts of ‘indecent acts’, and to escape imprisonment he agreed to undergo one year of estrogen injections (CHEMICAL FUCKING CASTRATION), intended to dampen his sex drive. One side effect of the treatment, complained Turing, was that he began to “grow breasts”. It was said that Turing kept in high spirits during the year of his treatment.

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Once he was a convicted criminal :’(, Turing lost his security clearance and was barred from further cryptographic work with the British government. But because he was a homosexual Turing was doubly stigmatised for it was assumed by security forces that homosexuals were high risk :’(, owing to the threat of blackmail. And although Turing was barred from further government work, he still possessed a great deal of highly classified information. What’s more, as a brilliant cryptologist and computer scientist, Turing might have seemed a tempting asset to foreign governments. 

Alan Turing died in 1954 of cyanide poisoning*.

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His post-mortem report revealed that he had some amounts of cyanide in him. It was concluded that he doused an apple in cyanide and ate it. Although no-one tested the apple for cyanide…. Alan’s friends and the people working with Alan said that he was enjoying life and planning trips and meetings. Even in the last few days before he died, nothing was unusual. The only unusual thing about the scene where he died was that his shoes were left outside of his bedroom door, something, his housekeeper said, he never did. A sufficient case to find out how Alan died simply didn’t happen. The people who he was last with were never interviewed. People have accepted that it ‘probably was’ cyanide that killed him (he had a spare room that he had a mini lab in (the little scamp) where he’d get up to all sorts - gold plating spoons for a laugh is just one example. Cyanide was something they found in the lab, also in crystal form, and cyanide was also found in his top drawer - it was all over the bloody place!) And in fact, he had written to his boyfriend at the time in 1938, while he was at Princeton, a suicide plan which consisted of an apple and ‘wiring’. Sadly, this too much of a coincidence, it’s easy to come to the conclusion that it was indeed suicide. 

Lots of people, including Alan’s Mum never believed it was suicide.

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In 2009, following a fucking huge internet campaign, our government made an ‘official public apology’ on behalf of the government for the “appalling way he was treated”. The House Of Lords also granted Turing a statutory pardon and that was backed by this government last year. Which was of course, far too late…

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His story is inspiring, heartbreaking and incredible. When i saw this particular photo of Benedict dressed as Alan, that face, those eyes, the fucking acting happening HERE;

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I know that with Benedict’s help, i’m going to bloody BREAK in half, probably way more than Third Star, at this story - The Imitation Game. Starring Benedict Cumberbatch & Keira Knightley. A story i can’t wait for the world to know about. Alan Turing being brought back to life, finally with a voice (there are no recordings of Alan Turing’s voice) getting the recognition he so deserves.

The foreword of the Hodges book by Douglas Hofstader says “Alan would probably have shuddered had he ever suspected that the tale of his personal life would one day be presented to the public at large.” Sorry Alan. I’m sure Cumberbatch will do you (the best) justice.

Mr Alan Mathison Turing everyone.

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shappeybunny:

John Finnemore’s Souvenir Programme - Celebrating Everyone Else For A Change Part 2Our Eengleesh Friend Mr Simon Kane!

If you haven’t already, you should check out Simon’s Casting Call page, which has his 4-minute video showreel, his biography (for some reason only up to 2012, although he has done loads of stuff since then), and most excitingly, lots of splendid sound clips, including Simon doing a Waitrose ad, Simon doing ALL the voices from Winnie The Pooh (hurray!), an advert for bacon, and something called Barracuda, which I think is supposed to be serious, but sounds like it could easily be a sketch. To be honest, having heard his voice so often in JFSP, they ALL sound like they could be sketches.

Simon has a splendid singing voice. Here he is singing A Simple Fork Supper by John Finnemore & Susannah Pearse from their musical adapation of George & Weedon Grossmith’s Diary of A Nobody.

And here he is with Margaret Cabourn Smith singing Finnemore & Pearse’s Insomnia Ballad from Series 2 Episode 4 of John Finnemore’s Souvenir Programme.

I can’t possibly pick just a few highlights from all of Simon’s many marvellous performances on John Finnemore’s Souvenir Programme. You really need to listen to all three series. There are various sketches uploaded onto Youtube if you need a primer, or you can buy Series 1 and 2 either to download from the usual places, or as shiny metal discs from Amazon. Series 4 was recorded this summer and will be broadcast starting on Thursday October 16th at 6.30pm. The Series 3 & 4 CD boxset will be released on November 13th.

And having said all that, here’s Simon in Goin’ East, from JFSP Series 3 Episode 6, with John Finnemore. 

Simon also writes sketches for, amongst other things, Mitchell & Webb and Before They Were Famous (and is also a regular performer on the latter; there is a new series due to be aired in the Spring).

I’m also going to plug Mirrorboy again (if you haven’t seen it yet, where have you been?)

Simon is on Twitter! (and is well worth following, he posts all sorts of interesting stuff, often in the middle of the night)

Simon’s blog

Finally, Simon is currently starring in a play/event/thing at Battersea Arts Centre in South London. It’s called Ring, it takes place entirely in the dark, and it’s on until 11th October, so hurry up if you want to go! 

Some reviews here.

Book tickets here.

Thank you, Our Eengleesh Friend!

"I don’t have a problem with gay people I just don’t want them throwing it in my face"

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misandry-mermaid:

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Uh…… you mean like this?

wow. let it be known that tumblr legitimately changed my opinion on something today.

I’m sorry but is there an advert about toilet paper in there. They are legitimately trying to sex up toilet paper.

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