The person who runs the bellasbooty Instagram account is sad.

bellasbooty, if you’re not following it, is exactly what it sounds like: an Instagram account devoted to Bella Thorne’s booty. (Bella, if you don’t follow the Disney starlet universe, is a 16-year-old actress/model/dancer, most famous for the show Shake It Up and for being the current Candie’s spokesmodel.)

The bellasbooty IG features pictures of the actress from behind—sometimes paparazzi photos, sometimes regrams from Bella’s official Instagram (bellathorne), sometimes carefully frozen vidcaps. 

There are a lot of fan-run Bella Thorne IG accounts; the key differentiator of the bellasbooty account is that it isn’t JUST pictures of Bella’s booty, it’s written from the perspective of Bella’s booty. Most of the photo descriptions are written in the 1st person, and many posts make reference to “us”, as though Bella and her booty are distinct entities, working together to entertain the public.

Late in 2013 bellasbooty was followed by Bella’s official IG, which lent the bellasbooty account a sort of legitimacy and, one imagines, encouraged the person behind the account in their first-person narrative role-play as bellasbooty. 

(Interestingly, all the pictures posted prior to Bella following the account have since been deleted. Maybe they weren’t written in the booty persona, and thus non-canon?)

Well, so. Late last month Bella unfollowed bellasbooty. Bella was presumable no longer interested in receiving updates from her talking booty. Maybe she thought: You know what, my IG tl is getting crowded and I see my own butt every day anyway. Or maybe she thought: Maybe this isn’t the type of person you encourage on social media. 

In any case, the person who runs bellasbooty is distraught. Since then they have only posted blank black images, with impassioned text imploring Bella to refollow. There is no booty now, only nothingness. 

There are a lot of interesting things happening in and around this, if you can lift the rock: objectification as a legitimized form of brand marketing; consensual and non-consensual forms of evangelism; fair use as it applies not only to photographs but also body parts; the arrival (or decline?) of fan fiction as just another marketing channel; the utter irrelevance of copyright (remember copyright?) on Instagram; under-age women as property (and/or: celebrities as digital commons); the difference between brand ambassador and potential threat. 

Anyway. We’ve all idolized a celebrity at some point. Many of us have created tributes to those celebrities. Very few of us have actually been recognized by the celebrity for doing so. But then! To be shunned, cast out, to have our creation dismissed. To be unfollowed. That’s where things get dark.


sdcoiner76 asked: “Was wondering in any of your talks with female members of the games industry if the subject of early childhood pressures came up. I have noticed with my kids' friends & family members there seems to be a stigma with girls wanting to do "boy stuff". The sad thing is that it comes mostly from other girls not the guys. Girls will be "nerdy" around the boys and family but the minute they are with their friends they are suddenly ashamed of it. I know 30yr olds that still act like that. Makes me sad.”

Bacon wasn’t considered a breakfast food until an advertising executive named Edward Bernays marketed it that way in the 1920s.


Social norms stay with us for a very long time. Just like any other habit, it’s hard to break, and we might not even realize what’s actually happened along the way. Tracey Lien reported a terrific piece for Polygon last year about the impact of gendered marketing. I’d recommend giving it a read.

Take this crazy factoid:

President of the marketing firm A Squared Group Amy Cotteleer says that marketing is so powerful that it can shape our values and beliefs, and we’re often not even aware that it’s happening. Coca-Cola’s marketing campaigns in the 1920s are the reason why the modern-day image of Santa Claus is a jovial, plump man in a Coca-Cola Red suit. Prior to Coca-Cola, there was no consistent image of Santa. He was often represented as a skinny man who sometimes wore green and sometimes wore brown. So if Coca-Cola could sell us the modern-day Santa, the game industry would not have had much trouble selling the idea that video games are for males.

Until the 1920s most Americans had a relatively light breakfast, usually coffee, a roll and orange juice. In 1925 the Beech-Nut Packing Company hired Edward Bernays to increase bacon sales.

Instead of simply telling people to eat more bacon he commissioned a “scientific study” in which 5,000 physicians were asked if a “hearty breakfast was better than a light breakfast to replace the energy lost by the body at night. As expected, most doctors said a “hearty” breakfast was better. These “results” were reported back to doctors throughout the country, and in the print and broadcast media, along with advertising for Beech-Nut’s bacon. Bacon and eggs were presented as the “hearty” breakfast to boost energy and vitality.

This was an extremely successful marketing campaign that used “scientific” information, a trusted authority figure, word of mouth and our subconscious desires for more energy and vitality which would now forever be associated with bacon. Beech-Nut’s profits soared and the “all-American breakfast of bacon and eggs” was born.

Today, 70 percent of bacon eaten in the US is eaten at breakfast.


The Washington Post:

A Manassas City teenager accused of “sexting” a video to his girlfriend is now facing a search warrant in which Manassas City police and Prince William County prosecutors want to take a photo of his erect penis, possibly forcing the teen to become erect by taking him to a hospital and giving him an injection, the teen’s lawyers said. A Prince William County judge allowed the 17-year-old to leave the area without the warrant being served or the pictures being taken — yet.

The teen is facing two felony charges, for possession of child pornography and manufacturing child pornography, which could lead not only to incarceration until he’s 21, but inclusion on the state sex offender data base for, possibly, the rest of his life. David Culver of NBC Washington first reported the story and interviewed the teen’s guardian, his aunt, who was shocked at the lengths Prince William authorities were willing to go to make a sexting case in juvenile court.

“The prosecutor’s job is to seek justice,” said the teen’s defense lawyer, Jessica Harbeson Foster. “What is just about this? How does this advance the interest of the Commonwealth? This is a 17-year-old who goes to school every day, plays football, has never been in trouble with the law before. Now he’s saddled with two felonies and the implication that he’s a sexual predator. I don’t mind trying the case. My goal is to stop the search warrant. I don’t want him to go through that. Taking him down to the hospital so he can get an erection in front of all those cops, that’s traumatizing.”


Carlos Flores Laboy, appointed the teen’s guardian ad litem in the case, said he thought it was just as illegal for the Manassas City police to create their own child pornography as to investigate the teen for it. “They’re using a statute that was designed to protect children from being exploited in a sexual manner,” Flores Laboy said, “to take a picture of this young man in a sexually explicit manner. The irony is incredible.” The guardian added, “As a parent myself, I was floored. It’s child abuse. We’re wasting thousands of dollars and resources and man hours on a sexting case. That’s what we’re doing.”

Foster said Detective Abbott told her that after obtaining photos of the teen’s erect penis he would “use special software to compare pictures of this penis to this penis. Who does this? It’s just crazy.”

Great law enforcement.


Midnight radio on WGN.


The Onion:

Highlighting increasingly dangerous conditions within the city, a new study published Monday by Northwestern University’s Department of Environmental Studies revealed that approximately 75 percent of the air in Chicago is now composed of bullets. “Far exceeding the levels of carbon dioxide, nitrogen, and even oxygen, bullets now constitute three-fourths of Chicago’s air supply,” said atmospheric scientist and study coauthor John Molina, stressing that the dense and widespread deposits of jacketed lead and copper in the air pose severe and potentially fatal health risks to all Chicago residents. “According to our measurements, the proportion of bullets in Chicago’s overall air composition is significantly higher than that of other cities with comparable sizes and population densities. Frankly, if this trend continues—and there is unfortunately little evidence suggesting otherwise—living safely within the confines of Chicago will be almost impossible.” Molina went on to suggest that Chicago’s 2.7 million residents stay indoors whenever possible in order to minimize their exposure.


LA Times:

Like many peasants from the outskirts of Yanan, China, Ren Shouhua was born in a cave and lived there until he got a job in the city and moved into a concrete-block house.

His progression made sense as he strove to improve his life. But there’s a twist: The 46-year-old Ren plans to move back to a cave when he retires.

"It’s cool in the summer and warm in the winter. It’s quiet and safe," said Ren, a ruddy-faced man with salt-and-pepper hair who moved to the Shaanxi provincial capital, Xian, in his 20s. "When I get old, I’d like to go back to my roots."

More than 30 million Chinese people live in caves, many of them in Shaanxi province where the Loess plateau, with its distinctive cliffs of yellow, porous soil, makes digging easy and cave dwelling a reasonable option.

Each of the province’s caves, yaodong, in Chinese, typically has a long vaulted room dug into the side of a mountain with a semicircular entrance covered with rice paper or colorful quilts. People hang decorations on the walls, often a portrait of Mao Tse-tung or a photograph of a movie star torn out of a glossy magazine.

The better caves protrude from the mountain and are reinforced with brick masonry. Some are connected laterally so a family can have several chambers. Electricity and even running water can be brought in.

"Most aren’t so fancy, but I’ve seen some really beautiful caves: high ceilings and spacious with a nice yard out front where you can exercise and sit in the sun," said Ren, who works as a driver and is the son of a wheat and millet farmer.

In China, 30 million people live in caves. In the stone age, there were only 5 million people alive. So there are more cavemen alive now than in the stone age.


Form follows function - that has been misunderstood. Form and function should be one, joined in a spiritual union.”


Frank Lloyd Wright


Form follows function is mere dogma until you realize the higher truth that form and function are one.”


Frank Lloyd Wright, The Natural House (via simplescott)








Imagine stabbing someone with this knife. 

It would instantly cauterize the would, so the person wouldn’t bleed, so it’s not very useful.

if you want information it is

and above, in order, we see a gryffindor, a ravenclaw, and a slytherin

why would you stab a PERSON when you can have TOAST?

There’s the hufflepuff


“It’s not our job to toughen our children up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.”


L.R. Knost


Portrait by Jana.


“No person should be excluded from our site. The fact that some people have been resistant to people based on their gender, religion, race, creed, or anything else like that is not acceptable. Even less acceptable are people who make their exclusionary beliefs known (repeatedly and often aggressively) and then attempt to say that those viewpoints are valid and, thus, must be allowed for us to remain inclusionary. That is bad logic.”



He was almost President.



Minneapolis: Bushwhacking

I wasn’t the only Chicagoan in town that weekend, so local #fixiefamous bro Erin Young had the idea to lead us through the bum trails around Minnehaha Falls. The intense rains had left everything incredibly, overwhelmingly, whatthefuckingly flooded. Every trail we headed down would start as dry single track, which would give way to soupy mud, and end in waist-deep water. It was awesome. Eventually we had hiked/waded our bikes so far the only option left to escape floodwaters was a straight shot up through brush-covered hillside.

We thought it would be a relief.

What followed was almost an hour of us desperately trying to find traction on this incredibly muddy slope. Most of that time was taken up trying to get the loaner fat-bike from Full Cycle up— those huge tires come at a price. It felt like every two feet of climbing came with one foot of sliding back down. By the time we had made it up with all our bikes I couldn’t tell if I was more covered with mud or mosquito bites. I’m still itching the latter.

So, before any of this happened we came across a dude and his dog who were legit in the middle of being rescued from the flooded river. In hindsight we ought to have agreed that this was going to be a terrible, dangerous idea and not worth the risk. But screw that right? What’s the point of being somewhere new and amazing without risk?

It’s for the reward, honestly. Cyclists love some kind of payoff for suffering. Sometimes its for bragging rights, sometimes it’s for the gram or blog post (oh…), but in this case our hour-long short cut gave us a straight shot to one of Minneapolis’s secluded white sand beaches. Splash fights and general corn dogging gave us a shot to cool off, clean up, and realize that we were all starving now. Don’t worry, Erin had a plan for that too.


"Hey, did you know that IKEA has a restaurant or bistro?"