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"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."
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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.
“Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world’s grief. Do good now! Walk justly now! No one is expected to complete the work, but neither may any one desist from it.” — Rabbi Tarfon, Ethics of the Fathers
Carpathia embodied this saying. They failed to save all. They succeeded in saving some. This is all anyone could ask.
“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.“
If ever there was a post deserving of a reblog, this it it. No matter the year, no matter the time, no matter the place on this earth, humankind is capable of great compassion and great determination 💙💙💙
At the 11th hour, on the 11th day of the 11th month... we shall remember them 🇦🇺💙
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I wonder…
I wonder if He knows just how much of an affect He has on me? Does He know that my whole demeanour can change from a simple text message or email from Him?
I wonder if He knows my thoughts are consumed by Him. He is my first thought when I wake and my last thought before I sleep. He is also my every thought in between.
I wonder if He knows how much I am influenced by Him. A simple trip such as shopping, makes me question my choices… “would He like this, or would He prefer that?”
I wonder if He knows how much my body craves Him. When He is near, my every sense comes alive and when He is far, it’s as though my inner core is tilted, askew on its axis.
I wonder if He knows just His presence alone can calm my soul. When His arms are around me, the noise and chaos of daily life evaporates, and for a moment time will suspend.
I wonder if He knows how incredibly thankful I am to have Him in my life. I cannot fathom not knowing Him and not having Him call me His.
I wonder if He knows just how much of a turn on He is to me. I’m a grown, independent woman, but when I see Him walking towards me, I feel like a mushy teenage girl about to go a first date.
I wonder if He knows just as He is my safe place, I am His as well. There is no want, no need, no desire that He can’t bring to me. Nothing D/s, or otherwise, is off the table for discussion.
I wonder if He knows just how much I adore Him. He makes me laugh, He makes me feel safe and loved. He makes me feel completely owned.
I wonder if He knows how incredibly excited I am to be with Him. He is the reason I look forward to my tomorrows.
I wonder if He knows after all this time, He still gives me butterflies.
I wonder if He knows just how much I love Him.
I wonder if He knows…
It’s been 5 odd years since I wrote this piece, and I still feel it... everyday! 💙
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The sign of high quality is the fact the book was banned by the government. Trash literature NEVER EVER had any troubles with the law.
FARENHEIT 451 IS ON THE BANNED BOOKS LIST??? IT’S LITERALLY ABOUT THE SOCIETAL DANGERS OF BANNING/OUTLAWING/BURNING BOOKS ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
That’s the reason it’s on the bloody list.
BECAUSE IT’S ABOUT HOW BANNING AND BURNING BOOKS IS WRONG.
HERE’S ALL THE PDF VERSIONS I COULD FIND SINCE WE’RE ALL IN QUARANTINE AND WE CAN’T PHYSICALLY GET THE BOOKS WE DON’T HAVE
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
The Autobiography of Malcolm X
Beloved
Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee (this was the only free version I could find, and it’s a downloadable thing, so do so with caution)
The Call of the Wild
Catch-22 (it was either this version or one where the entire thing was in comic sans font)
The Catcher in the Rye
Fahrenheit 451
For Whom the Bell Tolls
Gone With the Wind
The Grapes of Wrath
The Great Gatsby
Howl
In Cold Blood
Invisible Man
The Jungle (personally I don’t like this formatting, but the site doesn’t look sketchy so…) - there’s also this which is the proper book format in a pdf, but it’s directly photocopied so it might be hard to read some of the print
Leaves of Grass
Moby Dick
Native Son
Our Bodies, Ourselves (we learned about this one in APUSH!)
The Red Badge of Courage
The Scarlet Letter
COULD NOT FIND Sexual Behavior in the Human Male (the ebook is 47 fucking dollars??? and i can’t even find sketchy websites that’ll let me download a pdf. if anyone manages to find a link, lmk please)
Stranger in a Strange Land
A Streetcar Named Desire
Their Eyes Were Watching God
To Kill a Mockingbird
Uncle Tom’s Cabin
Where the Wild Things Are (this is a slideshow!!!! how fun)
COULD NOT FIND The Words of Cesar Chavez (however I did manage to download the first 71 pages of the book from EBSCO and I put it here but I couldn’t get the rest. sorry y’all)
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Rebloging for the links
Where we are
We are going to stay here on Tumblr, unless forcibly removed.
Right now though, for anyone interested, we are on Reddit as;
u/Himandhersince2014
So come and find us and say hi 👍 Will also be looking at BDSMLR
Update .... we are now on BDSMLR
If I can get an adult version of something kinda like Tumblr up and running, would you guys be interested?
Mostly same features but with extra features like…
No bullying.
No kids.
No one under 18.
Stronger blocking tools.
All the female associated nipples you can handle.
Please let me know and PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD!!!
All genders and orientations would be welcomed.
More like Tumblr and less like Fet.
Yeeeees!
Go on…
I’m interested
Go on …
Run with it! Sound idea
Yes please!!
Reblog this.
More like Tumblr and less like Fet? Sign me up!
Agreed! @crusoesampersand….. Tried Fet once, scared the beejeesus out of me…..
@crusoesampersand keep me informed!
Let us know how we can help
For now, get the word out! I have the domain registered and the corporate site. I will reveal them here once they have propagated and I have something for you guys to see.
Absolutely
For sure!!!
Absolutely
I’m keen
Less like Fet? Yes!
Absolutely
Yes please!!
Yessssssssss!
Great way to connect with other Hott couples!
We have connected with so many sexy couples through this image. Thanks for all the reblogs and connections.
Mine certainly is!!!
Ahh yiss
My favorite size queen : )
She is my porn....
I love seeing her like this. Double bound, braless and nipple jewelry in place. I sent her to work with a thin white top on for the day.
THIS! This is my craving right now....
Because of them, we are free 🇦🇺
This sculpture made me laugh more that it should have LOL
“I love hearing you gasp and moan as I slowly suck your cock.”
This!!!!! Ooohhhhh yesssssss!!!!!
Reblog this if it’s okay to talk to you and be your friend and ask you various questions about your Tumblr pictures/ and fetishes
Don’t be shy😈😈
Absolutely
Of course!!
Anytime
We would love to have some questions to answer.