"The Imitation Game" - Sweet heavenly biscuits this looks good! Looks like it’s set for a November release, can’t wait
A tumblr acquaintance posted a request for IBD air travel tips, and while I shared these with them privately, I thought they might be of use to others as well. While I was writing these with international travel in mind, at least the first one is applicable to all air travel;
Don’t check your prescriptions!
That said make sure they’re in current, labeled bottles. Yes it’s a hassle to carry a big container for something you don’t need a lot of, but when traveling internationally you’re going to have to answer to both international and US customs so it pays to be safe.
Ask your GI for a copy of your prescriptions. This is a backup to the bottles thing.
Spare underwear. Sorry, but we all know it’s a possibility.
Wipes. Both Preparation H and Cottonelle make great travel wipes.
Speaking of that, depending on how sensitive you are, you may want to carry a roll or two of your own brand. While hotel toilet paper in general is bad, it’s my experience that international hotel TP is even worse.
I’ve gotten in the habit of carrying an air-sickness bag with me. My anxiety makes me start to feel sick, so they’re a weird sort of safety blanket.
Not air travel, but consider letting the hotel know if you think you might need things like late checkout. You don’t have to be as direct as with the Flight Attendant, but a simple “I have a chronic medical condition and may need to be late” can help.
If you’ve got ideas or suggestions, please add them, but those are my big tips, did I miss anything?
Times Tumblr Raised Serious Questions About “Harry Potter”
How wealth is passed on through the generations
You may have seen John Oliver use the lottery to demonstrate how income inequality works, but why has it recently become more of a problem? UC Berkeley’s Robert Reich talks about how our recent policies around the estate tax have long term consequences:
We’re on the cusp of the largest inter-generational wealth transfer in history. The “self-made” man or woman, the symbol of American meritocracy, is disappearing. Six of today’s ten wealthiest Americans are heirs to prominent fortunes.
Reich has some ideas for solutions to this issue and you can read about them here.
You know, if I was a parent, it would be at this point that I’d rip the game from his hands, stash it in my backpack, and force him to enjoy history goddamnit. This vacation cost a lot and the game is only for the hotel and travel time.
imagine trying to force someone to think that stonehenge is fun
"look kid we’re a ridiculous distance from a bunch of broken rocks how could you possibly be bored this is totally an appropriate vacation spot for someone this age."
Ah, fuck. Shit like this always gets to me, the tired old technophobe spiel and maybe it’s because it’s so rampant in my field (I work in outdoor education), but it just starts feeling so goddamn derivative after a while, nouveau hipsters who think the world is ending because kids play too many video games.
But what we’re missing is that this kid’s parents bought him his SP and a copy of Leaf Green (the employee at the game store said it would be perfect for him) so that he would shut up on the plane ride over and not bother them in the hotel, imagining that as soon as they touched down the kid would put the thing down and appreciate all the castles and grass and cafes and operas and rocks and ~*~culture~*~, because that’s what culture and history are, right? A bunch of old rocks.
What they missed is this kid staying up way past his bedtime the night before their plane flew out on message boards and chat rooms trying to find out which is the best starter, finally settled on a Squirtle and named it Rocky, and right now while his parents are appreciating rocks he and Rocky have got to save the whole world from Team Rocket because he’s a hero and that’s what heroes do and he’s so invested in this story and this world, he thinks he might have found the place where Machops live, why should he care about a guide droning on about Romans and a bunch of old people taking pictures?
But please, go ahead and take the Gameboy from him, break it in half and remind him that you spent A LOT on this vacation, and HOW DARE HE. You will FORCE him to ENJOY his GODDAMN VACATION because it’s REAL LIFE. Wonder why he’s so upset, you’re the one who spent money on the thing? All he invested in it was time and emotion, and those things are definitely less important than money, when you’re eight. Wonder why he’s so disconnected from education, when you’ve managed to turn it into a punishment, a deprivation, a source of misery? Go on and repeat the tired old technophobe line until you’re red in the face, share it on Facebook and reblog it on Tumblr and retweet it on Twitter: nobody but you knows how to live ~*~REAL LIFE~*~ because we’re so busy exploring imaginary worlds.
Kids don’t just need to be taught when to use devices, we as their parents and guardians also need to be taught why they use devices. If a kid is more invested in Kanto than Stonehenge, why? How can we change our approach so kids ~*~appreciate real history~*~? And if not, can’t we just accept and appreciate that this kid will go back to the third grade, say “Yeah, I saw Stonehenge, it was neat, but who wants to trade a Haunter for my Machoke?”