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everyone’s debating posts of the decade, best and worst, and i have yet to see anyone mention moon moon
for those who were not on here to experience this ridiculousness
Seriously. It caused so many memes.
Truly the greatest meme of our generation
I’m dying. I saw the original, but I’ve never seen any of the others. God bless you, Moon Moon.
MOON MOON WAS THE BEST
@thatotherentity
did not expect to see moon moon today
HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
the first post ever on tumblr
I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
World Heritage Post
like actually though. i’m in AWE of the notecount.
You son of a whore
#FallHasCome_Woohyun_is_Back #우현이_내게_오나봐
July 16, 1918 - Execution of the Romanovs
Pictured - The basement of Ipatiev house, where the Romanov family was shot on July 16, 1918.
The high tragedy of the Romanov family and the dynasty which had ruled Russia for three hundred years came to an end on July 16, 1918. After his abdication in March 1917, Tsar Nicholas II and his family had been placed in a captivity. As the revolution radicalized and then Bolshevized, their imprisonment moved further east and became gradually worse. Kerensky had put the Tsar under house arrest at his palace in Tsarskoe Selo, then moved them east to Tobolsk. Lenin moved the Tsar further east to the Siberian city of Ekaterinburg, stripped the Romanovs of their servants, forbade the Tsar from wearing officer’s shoulder-boards, and finally placed the family on soldier’s rations and under a strict military guard which delighted in tormenting the family, particularly the Tsar’s daughters.
At the Ipatiev house in Ekaterinburg the Tsar’s family lived out the last months of their lives under this strict regime. Lenin regarded them as hostages against counter-revolution, although the Tsar hoped for asylum in Britain rather than a position with the forming White armies. Events conspired against him, however. Czech soldiers who opposed the Bolsheviks were nearing Ekaterinberg that July, and local authorities were warned to prevent a possible rescue of the Romanovs. The Ekaterinburg Soviet gathered on the night of July 16, and decided to pass a death sentence on Citizen Romanov and his family.
That night a truckload of local Bolsheviks and foreign soldiers entered the house and ordered the ex-Tsar and his family to the basement. The Empress asked for chairs for her and thirteen-year-old son Alexei to sit upon. The Red commander brought in two chairs, and then informed the stunned Tsar that he had been condemned to death. “What? What?” asked the Tsar. The executioners brought out revolvers and began shooting the family. The four daughters, between twenty-two and seventeen years old, had been hiding some of their jewels in their clothes which deflected the bullets. The Bolshevik shooters stabbed them with bayonets and shot them in their heads, and stabbed to death their maid, who had shielded herself with a pillow full of jewels.
What is the legacy of Nicholas the last? As a king Nicholas was an unapologetic autocrat, as a wartime leader he was disastrous. But his diaries also reveal a loving family man and devout Christian who had dreaded inheriting such a position of power, and seemed almost relieved upon abdication. Some see the death of the Romaonvs as murder, others as revolutionary justice. The Orthodox Church canonized Nicholas as a martyred saint in 2000 and built a church on the spot where Ipatiev house once stood; the Left can point out with some truth that those who agonize over the Tsar’s death seem to care little for the thousands who died under his rule. For a long time rumors claimed that Anastasia, the youngest daughter, had somehow escaped, and certainly it is the brutal slaying of the Romanov children which led many, like the Russian President Boris Yeltsin, to describe the execution as one of the “most shameful pages in Russian history.” One hundred years later the deaths of the Romanovs continue to haunt us.
For all of the northerners that stood up for Texas during our freeze and said, “Don’t make fun of them, they’ve never dealt with this before. Their infrastructure isn’t made for snow and freezing.”
This one is for you.
Where I live 108°F with 80% humidity with no wind is normal.
Pacific North West is dealing historic best waves 35-40°C or 95-105°F.
First of all. Don’t make fun of them for bitching about the heat. Just like Texas isn’t built for a freeze and our pipes burst, Pacific North West isn’t built for heat and a lot of their homes don’t have AC.
If you live somewhere with a high humidity like 80+ HUMIDITY IS NOT YOUR FRIEND. The “humidity makes it feel cooler” is a lie once it gets beyond a point.
If you live somewhere with a lower humidity, misters are nice to cool off outside.
Once you get over 90°F (32°C) a fan will not help you. It’s just pushing around hot air. (I mean if you can’t afford a small AC unit because they’re expensive as hell, by all means a fan is better than nothing).
If you have pets, those portable AC units aren’t safe. If your pets destroy the outtake thing, it’ll leak CO2. Window units are safer.
Window AC units will let mosquitoes or other small bugs in. Sucks, but that’s life.
Now is not the time to me modest. If you have to cover for religious reasons, by all means. If you don’t, I’ve seen people wear short shorts and a swim top. It’s not trashy if it keeps you from getting heat stroke.
If you do have to cover up for religious reasons, look for elephant pants or something similar. They’re made with a breathable material.
Shade is better than no shade, but that shit it just diet sun after some point. Don’t think shade will save you from heat stroke.
I know the “drink your water” is a fun meme now, but if you’re sweating excessively you need electrolytes. Drink Gatorade, Powerade, or Pedialite PLEASE. I don’t care if you’re fucking sitting in one spot all day. That shit WILL save you from heat stroke.
Most importantly. RESEARCH THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HEAT STROKE AND HEAT EXHAUSTION PLEASE!
Heat exhaustion is more, “drink water and get you cooled off.” Heat stroke is more “Oh my god call 911.”
Be safe.
-fae
Wear a hat and regularly soak it in water. As it dries it will cool your head. Its in the mid 90s here today and my hat is drying out in an hour or so, plan accordingly.
Take your time with tasks Physical activity generates body heat and you do not need more of that.
Good curtains on your windows help keep the sun out and the ac in.
Yes.
If you can afford it, blackout curtains or really thick curtains that keeps the sun out will insulate the windows.
I needed this when I lived in an apartment where my room faced west because the setting sun was too hot and the AC couldn’t keep up.
-fae
Also drink water BEFORE you feel dehydrated. Drink water BEFORE you get hot. Even if you don’t feel like you need water, drink it. There isn’t much to prevent heat stroke, but going into the heat with water in your system will be far better than going into it without water. Avoid soda, coffee, iced/sweet tea, and other caffeinated drinks cuz they’ll dehydrate you.
Another good option is cold watermelon or high water fruits. When I find I’m so hot that the idea of drinking water is gross, melon is what I usually turn to. It’s more interesting texturally and is extremely high water content.
If you are experiencing heat exhaustion, drink cool but not cold water. Too cold will shock your system.
Seconding black out curtains. They’re saving my electric bill rn.
Do not be afraid to pour water on yourself or your clothing. Water evaporating will cool you off. Legit the only reason why I was able to sleep in 95 degree heat this weekend was my soaked shirt.
Also make sure to check your car batteries or tires. Nothing will leave you stranded in the heat easier than a car malfunction, especially a battery. If there is any resistance starting your car, get a new battery asap.
As someone who used to work in the sun:
Freeze a towel or several. Then put them on your forehead, neck, arms, etc..
I’m not trying to make anyone spend unnecessary money but there are cheap handheld fans with water misters.
If you can’t be in a place with a fan or if your car AC is bust, these come in handy. I own two of the first one pictured and they’re really refreshing.
If you HATE the taste of water or Gatorade find flavor packets or drops to add to water.
Freeze treats and toys for your pets if they’re freezer safe. Test the pavement if you have a pet that you walk. If it hurts your hands it hurts their paws!
Humidity doesn’t cool you down, it retains the temperature of the air and sticks to you like the plague. Humid winters are colder and humid summers are hotter. Shades won’t solve much (though it’s still vastly preferable to direct sun).
If you don’t like drinking, buy or make gelatin treats. Jello is like, 90% water but it’s fun to eat, especially if right out of the fridge.
Sometimes, it’s good to set a tray of ice near where you are. For example on your desk or in front of your fan so if fans the cool air around instead of the heat. Sprinkling salt on it will make it cooler but also melt faster. Your call.
Its easy for us southrons to deal with this because we’re used to it. We know how hot is too hot, from the elderly to the kids. But if you haven’t lived in this you’re not going to be able to unconsciously judge your own limits, and if you don’t consciously judge them you can get heat stroke. Hell, I’ve lived in Texas my whole life and I still got heat stroke once because I was a dumbass with a job at an outdoor park who thought he didn’t really need to carry a water bottle with him in 90+ weather.
@ragnarokascendant @kneegrow-chan Can I get a signal boost? Heat stroke and heat exhaustion are serious stuff, and folks like me can often take for granted what we know about ‘em.
While it is the season to honor patriotism, did you know that America’s founding fathers were basically drunk, all the time. We’ve compiled ten of our favorite facts about these crazy people faced on all of our money.
July 4th Eve on Tumblr
International tumblr users:
“Brace yourselves”
*boards up windows
American tumblr users: *quietly starts chanting in the distance “USA, USA, USA…”
11 Years with INFINITE | 2010 ➔ ∞
Infinite and Inspirits, a never-ending story ♡
I’ve had this queued for 4 fucking years so it’d be reblogged on a Monday. the next time this can be accurately reblogged is in 6 years
last day to reblog
you now you want to.
Gonna have to wait a whole year if you miss this.
Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.
Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.
(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)
Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.
All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.
I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.
Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.
And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.
Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.
I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.
Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.
No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a responsibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.
They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.
This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.
In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.
At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.
I think the least we can do is remember them for it.
I can’t begin to describe how happy and flattered and a little teary I am that this just broke 100k.
I may be the actual only human being on Tumblr with a post this popular that I not only don’t regret making, but am actually HAPPY whenever I notice a surge in its circulation.
I never intended this to gain any traction at all (you’ll notice there’s no sources or anything–this was a personal ramble, prompted in good humor by a friend after I jokingly said that I wished someone would give me an excuse to cry about Carpathia on Tumblr so I could get it out of my system.) I literally expected to get, like, maybe 20 likes and a reblog, from friends, indulging me in my nonsense.
It just….means a lot to me that it’s touched so many people. I see a lot of tags to the effect of “HOW DARE YOU HURT ME LIKE THIS AND MAKE ME CRY ABOUT A BOAT” that are often really funny, but overwhelmingly the tags on this post are from people saving it for a rainy day, or remarking in a sort of quiet awe that they never even really thought about her role in the story–and God knows I never did, I learned it by complete accident much as most of the people who’ve found this post.
And so many of you guys are taking strength and reassurance from the reminder not only that people are capable of amazing things together, but simply that kindness matters and that a simple, tiny act of compassion is never wasted. I’m just really glad to have been able to do that for some folks.
If I can just add one personal note. I need to emphasize something I only touched on in the original post.
I need to emphasize that Carpathia failed.
A lot of the tags and comments have a tinge of…despair, or guilt, or wistfulness about things like this happening so rarely. Or inadequacy, or just being overwhelmed or unhappy about not being in a position to step up in a comparable way. And I want to gently bring up the fact that this is still the sinking of the Titanic.
They did not get there in time. They did not save the ship. It can be argued that they may not even have saved a single life; we have no way of knowing. This was still a horrific maritime disaster mired in arrogance and incompetence and a lack of care.
If the response to this story shows anything, it shows this: It matters that they tried.
Even though they got there too late, even though the ship still sank. It matters that they tried. The difference between making the best reasonable speed after confirming the seriousness of the situation, and the miracle they pulled off–it matters. It makes all the difference. Even if it made no difference at all. Not one of you read this and concluded that I was stupid for caring so much when the Titanic still sank and all those people still died.
You don’t have to fix the world. You’ll likely be cold and sick and miserable and testy and scared, and unprepared, and in over your head, and entirely too small to be of any real use. It feels stupid, passing out blankets and coffee in the middle of an ice field knowing what just happened. It’s hard to feel anything but useless when all you can do is tap a wireless transmitter and promise help that you know will come too late.
It matters that they fought for those people. It matters that they cared, and it matters that they tried. It matters that they didn’t stop. If it didn’t matter, you wouldn’t have read this far.
I’d like to add: There’s an audio recording by Arthur Rostron, Captain of the Carpathia, about that fateful night, called “In His Own Words”:
If you have 20 minutes time, feel free to listen to how he and his crew moved everything they could to save at least one life, how every passenger of his willingly offered their rooms, chairs and clothes to hold all 2000 people, if needed. You can hear that he never saw himself as a hero and keeps on blaming himself for the loss of life (if only we had been closer, if only we had been faster).
He believed he was the man who failed 1.5k people that night, yet is remembered for having saved the lives of 700. He could have decided to not try based on some “If I can’t save all, why even try” rhetoric. He could have decided to not try since he would be at least 2 hours too late for the ship.
He didn’t.
Man now I want a movie about him.
Did you leave because you don’t like me anymore? -> For Anon
I guess every lonely girl would hope she’s a princess.
ANASTASIA (1997)
Hey if u like the ocean look at this its rly cool I think
as someone who was already scared of the ocean uhhhhhh
Not to be thirsty on main, but the image of Chris’s huge frame entering the bedroom always does things to me.
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