Doctor Who Series 7: Cold War
Tag: it’s beer o’clock where the hell is my queue
the west wing meme: ∞ eight speeches [6/8]
“You know what, I’ve spent the last 14 hours being snickered at by United States senators, being ostracized on the World Wide Web, having my own colleagues question my ability to do my job. And I let it get to me. So, I don’t think it really matters whether I’m gay or straight, or just the best women’s basketball player in Ohio Valley history. No one should be treated this way.”
Time’s in flux, changing every second. Your cozy little world can be rewritten like that. Nothing is safe. Remember that. Nothing.
Are they? Yes! They’re Russians.
eleven & clara + back hugging
This is how you promote Doctor Who to other people. Because that was so perfect I think I shed a tear.
crying, i’m actually crying – this is amazing!
Okay, THIS is Doctor Who. Absolutely brilliant!
my heart hurtrs
THIS IS PERFECTION, OKAY?!
Farscape rewatch: 4×01 Crichton Kicks
the west wing meme: ∞ eight speeches [3/8]
“I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an abomination.” “I don’t say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does.”“Yes it does. Leviticus.” “18:22.” “Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I have you here. I’m interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She’s a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here’s one that’s really important because we’ve got a lot of sports fans in this town: touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing: while you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tight-Ass Club, in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits.”