Based on the life of Alan Turing - a mathematician, code-breaker and pioneer of computer science.
In 1938, he began working for a secret British organisation called the Government Code and Cipher School. He helped the government decipher the German Enigma machine. He designed a machine - Bombe - that successfully decrypted the German war codes. In 1945 he was given the Order of the British Empire (OBE) for his services.
Post-war he turned his attention to another sort of machine, and in 1949 he developed a body of work that became the basis of artificial intelligence. In 1951 he was named as a fellow of the Royal Society.
In 1952, he was tried and arrested for being a homosexual (then a criminal offence). To avoid prison, he accepted treatment through injections of estrogen for a year that were meant to neutralize his libido. All his security clearances were also withdrawn.
He died in 1954, he committed suicide.
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New Post “My First Fatkini” is up on the blog!
I’m lame ^^
colour meme: hannibal + warm colours; requested by anon
MAR 11 Anthony Mackie at the ‘Captain America: The Winter Soldier’ Press Conference at the Four Seasons Hotel
January: Selfie Olympics
February: Flappy Bird
lets see how the rest of the year goes
March: No Oscar for Leonardo DeCaprio
April: it’s a metaphors, you’re a metaphors, we are a metaphor, if I see another metaphor I’m going to kill someone
Wonder how July is gonna be
i will keep reblogging this each month
the devil wears prada is a lie, i’m literally just wearing a white tee
The Doorway Effect: Why your brain won’t let you remember what you were doing before you came in here
I work in a lab, and the way our lab is set up, there are two adjacent rooms, connected by both an outer hallway and an inner doorway. I do most of my work on one side, but every time I walk over to the other side to grab a reagent or a box of tips, I completely forget what I was after. This leads to a lot of me standing with one hand on the freezer door and grumbling, “What the hell was I doing?” It got to where all I had to say was “Every damn time” and my labmate would laugh. Finally, when I explained to our new labmate why I was standing next to his bench with a glazed look in my eyes, he was able to shed some light. “Oh, yeah, that’s a well-documented phenomenon,” he said. “Doorways wipe your memory.”
Being the gung-ho new science blogger that I am, I decided to investigate. And it’s true! Well, doorways don’t literally wipe your memory. But they do encourage your brain to dump whatever it was working on before and get ready to do something new. In one study, participants played a video game in which they had to carry an object either across a room or into a new room. Then they were given a quiz. Participants who passed through a doorway had more trouble remembering what they were doing. It didn’t matter if the video game display was made smaller and less immersive, or if the participants performed the same task in an actual room—the results were similar. Returning to the room where they had begun the task didn’t help: even context didn’t serve to jog folks’ memories.
The researchers wrote that their results are consistent with what they call an “event model” of memory. They say the brain keeps some information ready to go at all times, but it can’t hold on to everything. So it takes advantage of what the researchers called an “event boundary,” like a doorway into a new room, to dump the old info and start over. Apparently my brain doesn’t care that my timer has seconds to go—if I have to go into the other room, I’m doing something new, and can’t remember that my previous task was antibody, idiot, you needed antibody.
I finally learned why I completely space when I cross to the other side of the lab, and that I’m apparently not alone.
this is actually kind of great and it’s nice to know there’s something behind that constant spacing out whenever i enter a different place
The year is 2052 and Hannibal is in his death bed. He motions Crawford to come closer. He whispers: “I’m the Chesapeake Ripper…”
He passes on.
Crawford cries a single tear. He says: “He was the greatest Cheese Cake Flipper I ever knew…”
how could you
blame emily jo and carly for getting me into it
i judge the livin fuck out of you rn
you’re just jealous cause you’re not close personal friends with kim kardashian
saying feminism is unnecessary because you don’t feel oppressed is like saying fire extinguishers are unnecessary because your house isn’t on fire