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The Dangers of the Passive Voice isn’t just about literary style.
The Viking Longhouse
Life inside a Viking Longhouse would have been a noisy, dirty experience, many would be living together in the same house.
Viking homes were long rectangular buildings. Often one end of the longhouse was used as a barn. The barn end of a longhouse would have crops stored, and it would usually be divided into stalls for cattle and horses. By living under the same roof as their animals the Vikings were able to secure a constant source of heat (a rather noisy one). It also ensured that the animals were kept safely away from cattle thieves. A cow was a valuable form of income.
A fireplace would be somewhere in the middle of the floor. The fireplace would be used for heat, light and as cooking facilities. There would not have been a chimney, so the entire building would have been quite smoky. The smoke from the fireplace would only be able to escape from gaps in the roof; whether the roof was made of thatch, peat or wood shingles, depending on the local materials.
Benches would have run along the walls. These benches were usually an integral part of the structure of the entire building. They would help reinforced the base of the walls. There would not have been much else for furniture other than the benches. The benches would function as both bed and as sitting accommodations during the day. Simple forms of craftsmanship such as spinning, weaving and basketry could be performed on the benches. Some farms had separate buildings for different activities. Several forges have been found in some farms throughout Denmark, and the majority of the forges are not located in the main building.
Viking homes within towns did not have the need for as much space for the storage of crops or for cattle, so they were shorter than country homes. The best evidence we have for Viking town houses comes from the Viking Age town of Hedeby, Germany. The houses in Hedeby were rectangular, and they were about 12m long by 5m wide. Country homes throughout the Viking World range from 30-60m long by 5m wide. The longest known longhouse was found near Lofoten, Norway and it had a length of no less than 83 meters. One of the homes found in Hedeby had an oven for cooking food. However, this was most certainly not the norm during the Viking Age, and the presence of a separate kitchen is actually quite odd.
Since there’s OP didn’t include a caption, here are some links to fundraisers to help our tribe! Thank you!
Navajo Relief Fund: http://www.nativepartnership.org/site/PageServer?pagename=nrf_index
Navajo Water Project: https://www.navajowaterproject.org/
NavajoYES (youth organization): http://www.navajoyes.org/donate/
Truth about many #Indigenous Peoples living on #Reservations.
This is the Single Greatest Recipe Video EVER. MADE.
NASA astronaut Karen Nyberg is a self proclaimed crafter. A week ago she made a stuffed dinosaur from scraps on the space station. The little T-rex is made form the lining of Russian food containers and the toy is stuffed with scraps from an old T-shirt. While many toys have flown into space, this is the first produced in space.
Photos: Karen Nyberg, via CollectSpace
#i love this #i want her to fill the entire space station with handmade plushies#just floating everywhere…… plushies
my brain can hardly wrap around the fact that this plushie that was made outside of earth like. im seeing this w my own two eyes and its real and its glorious
PLUS HER *HAIR*, THOUGH!!!
the historical vlad dracula is overrated, his brother radu was awesome
nicknamed ‘the handsome’
died before the age of 40 but compensated by living a full and interesting life that did not consist of fruitless guerrilla warfare interrupted by long boring spells in the slammer
literally the sultan’s favorite boyfriend
you think i’m kidding but i’m not fucking kidding
so his dad who was ruler of wallachia (aka southern romania more or less) sent radu and vlad to the ottoman court as political hostages when they were kids and they grew up there along with the future mehmet the fucking conqueror
you know. the dude who conquered constantinople in 1453, brought an end to the eastern roman empire etc etc
that dude
turns out mehmet had a ridiculous crush on radu
so one day mehmet tried to get handsy and radu thought to himself, what should i do in my precarious position as political prisoner from a small-fry principality on the fringes of the empire when the heir to the ottoman throne is putting the moves on me?
I KNOW I’LL STAB HIM IN THE LEG
so he did. he did that
and then he went and climbed a tree and refused to come down until mehmet got patched up and probably limped over all c’mon baby don’t be like that
like i bet stabbing the sultan got you a one-on-one appointment with the royal executioner. except not for radu because he was that much of a badass
meanwhile vlad was probably planning to LISTEN WHO FUCKING CARES
anyway
so radu eventually of his own volition became mehmet the conqueror’s boyfriend and they went on many exciting adventures together
like the siege of constantinople
where was vlad at the time? being kicked out of his own country because his standard approach to politics was ‘devise new and exciting ways to torture and kill people slowly’. despite what certain history books will have you think he was super unpopular with… everyone basically.
radu was highly educated and spoke multiple languages and was all about turkish and persian literature. also possibly converted to islam though sources tend to contradict eachother on that
by the time radu was 22 mehmet gave him a command and started sending him places
like wallachia to overthrow his brother who was being politically inconvenient
SO MUCH GAME OF THRONES-GRADE BACKSTABBY DRAMA HAPPENED YOU HAVE NO IDEA
also radu married a serbian (or possibly albanian) princess named maria despina and had one daughter
died suddenly in his late 30s, which is code for ‘probably poisoned’
and in conclusion: a genuinely interesting historical figure you don’t hear enough about because his brother was a vampire or something
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‘He Just Smiled and Shot Both My Kneecaps’
Young native man from the Ojibwe nation, reports being openly targeted by a police officer using “non-lethal” weapons to cause serious harm.
“He shot me with a rubber bullet right in the belly button, and when I showed him that he had hurt me, he just smiled and shot both my kneecaps,” he said.
“I was tear gassed over 15 times, which made it hard to breathe and left my face burning for hours. I got hosed down with a water cannon in freezing temperatures leaving me hypothermic, and I was slammed into a barbed wire barricade out of panic caused by the police after a flash grenade was thrown and caught fire to a field,” said Cheyenne, a young native woman from Michigan, whose face was streaked with tear gas, and whose eyes were red and swollen.
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Yep. Thanksgiving. Native American Heritage Month. Celebrated in 2016 by encroaching on Native land and assaulting Native bodies.
It’s the traditional American way.
Oh yeah its the time of year to be thankful, therefore give thanks for rubber bullets, tear gas, water / sound cannons, concussion grenades and the freedoms for a bunch of evil bastards to attack groups of unarmed people without the “legal” ability to defend themselves.
#NoDAPL #NativeAmerican #Thanksgiving #FuckThePolice #StayWoke
You can donate money or supplies to help support protesters at this link: http://sacredstonecamp.org/donate/
6 Native American girls explain the tragic story behind Thanksgiving
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someone online: everybody calm down, we’re going to be fine! :))) we’ve weathered worse than this! :) :) :) :) really all this panic just seems like a huge overreaction imho
Okay, so we obviously need to talk about antisemitism etc., but can we all just take a moment to appreciate being part of this wonderful thing called Judaism?
I’ll start.
+ I love being Jewish because struggling with belief in G-d is acknowledged by our religion. The name “Israel” literally means to wrestle with G-d.
+ I love being Jewish because I’m not just part of a religion. I’m also part of a culture that has existed since ancient times.
+ I love being Jewish because of the time based customs.
+ I love having a great community that’s so supportive + I love listening to people reading from the Torah it’s probably the most beautiful sound in the entire world + I love that G-d is genderless + I love that jewish people click the second the meet each other 99.8% of the time. + I love how a large part of our believes is to protect others and animals (eating kosher, etc.) + I love how in a lot of jewish families (im not saying all for sure) biggest concern with who we chose as a romantic partner is if they are jewish or not
also just smaller things like + we basically own bagels and lox like that’s our thing + we have the best cookies hands down. what other culture has anything that can compare to chocolate rugelach with raspberries? + I’ve never had to worry about filling in my eyebrows or curling my hair
+ I love how we have no heaven or hell because you can make up for your wrong doings
+ I love the roots and all of the myriad branches, and all of the glorious variety that we have, each minhag being an equally valid answer to the question of “How shall we be Jewish?” and a connection with our roots
+ I love the rituals, and the connections they give me with my ancestors, whose voices have been swallowed by silence and time.
+ I love the emphasis on learning, on questioning, on ripping each argument to shreds until we have an answer
two sub-points of the last point:
+ I love how long we’ve been a literate people, and how much emphasis we place on teaching our children to read + I love that we basically invented rules-lawyering
and a few more:
+ I love the fact that a key point of our traditional wedding festivities is making the bride and groom laugh + I love how many hundreds-if-not-thousands of varieties of cholent there are, and no matter what ingredients they have, they are all cholent + I love how often we can speak in a kind of shorthand to each other about certain things even if we’ve never met + I love the game of Jewish Geography
+ I love how halacha cares about people, like the “disgusting factor” I mentioned in the end of the vampire post
+ I love that we are a people of the book, that everywhere we go, we have been writing. That our alephbet has been the building blocks of language, that I can’t open my mouth without someone saying “you should read…”
+ I love that meeting Jews is like coming home. That eating a meal at someone’s house is doing them a favour. I love that my family feels timeless and endless, as every day I’m meeting another new face that belongs to my tribe. My sisters hair, my uncle’s smile, my mother’s tongue.
+ I love how many names we have for our people. Yisroel, Yiddishkeit, Yahudim, Jews, Tribesmen, Yidn. Hebrews. I feel like every day I’m learning another.
+ I love that we survived. I love that we’re alive. I love, love, love, breathing, living, being, Jewish is a celebration of surviving. Let’s not talk about antisemitism, because we’re alive; they’ll never win, they’ve never won, we’re alive.
Fun History Fact: The overwhelming majority of cowboys in the U.S. were Indigenous, Black, and/or Mexican persons. The omnipresent white cowboy is a Hollywood studio concoction meant to uphold the mythology of white masculinity.
Thank you.
I will always re-blog this
I think it was high school when i overheard some white girl put on her best semi-disgusted and confused voice and go “why do so many Mexicans dress up like cowboys?” and I had to be the person to tell her.
Why do you think the whites say buckero? Cause they couldn’t say vaquero.
I dunno if I reblogged this before but fuck it, y'all gon learn today.
Teach the children.
also, cowboy culture was hella gay. like, write-poems-about-your-cowboy-partner gay.
IF people acknowledge it, they play the necessity card– there weren’t any women out on the range, so they had to “resort to men.” this claim completely erases 1) the romantic (not just sexual) writings of actual cowboys, 2) the acknowledgement of cowboys’ potential homosexual activity by writers at the time, and 3) the possibility that some men would deliberately become cowboys with the intent to seek out homosexual encounters.
no one wants to admit it, but cowboy culture was just. so inherently gay.
Im here for the gay POC cowboys
why are bats stigmatized as being creepy?
I mean
look at these things
they’re like tiny
fluffy
dragons
but instead of breathing fire they squeak and cuddle
in caves
and leaves
and they have funny ears and noses
I mean really
bats are amazing
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sky puppies
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Look at that last little one go “Splat! Flop, flop.” So cute!!
always reblog sky puppies
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love tha sky puppehs
I bought this book on a whim because I saw it on tumblr and I am so happy I did. It is an anthology of Lesbians writing about how important cats are to them, published in 1991. It contains exactly the kind of earnest and wonderful content one would expect of such a book
All cats mentioned are named and they have names like Amazonia, Wicca and Paulose Lautrec
There is a chapter that is just a very earnest letter exchange between the staff of a lesbian book store and a patron who is allergic to cats, that ends with both sides trying to bridge the gap between humans with allergies and the right of a cat to live where she chooses (the cat
gets brushed daily as part of the compromise)
There is a chapter written by an ex-nun who says that her three cats (Mabby, Annie and Buber) taught her how to resist the patriarchal pressure to obey.
The following quote is 100% serious and unironic, “I am aware that patriarchal society gives the lesbians in our household life-and-death power over the cats. I don’t like that but I continue to keep cats in my home because the alternative is worse”
The two author photos on the back have them with their cats.
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