Ah... The Agonies
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Ah... The Agonies
Randomly remembered seeing this random old black and white photo from like the 50s, pretty sure it was from Sweden. A picture from a morgue, of a tall blond man in some kind of an uniform approaching another man standing beside an opened coffin, clutching something to his chest while looking at the approaching man with a look of wary insult on his face. The caption explained that this was an incident of a police officer stopping a man from putting a bottle of beer in his father's coffin (his own father, not the cop's father) because for some reason doing that was against Sweden's burial laws.
I don't remember the details but I recall how the guy had the looks of a rough life written all over him, ragged clothes in contrast to the police officer's pristine uniform - though obscured by motion blur as he was rapidly approaching with hateful intent - and the much finer burial clothes of the deceased. A small, skinny man with black hair, holding onto the bottle that's about to be confiscated like it's something precious to him.
I felt like something wasn't adding up and went to the comments to see if there was additional context that was missing from all this, and there was: The son and the father were Romani, and at least at the time it was still very much a tradition in Swedish Romani culture to bury the dead with little gifts - not necessarily extravagant or expensive, but things that the lost loved one would have liked.
This wasn't about a mourning son being stopped from playfully paying his respects in a way that someone else thought indignified. This was about a man being prohibited from performing his own peoples' funeral rites.
Had to go find the photo, it's indeed Swedish. Taken by Åke Borglund and photo of the year 1958, apparently.
Source: https://digitaltmuseum.se/021016531349/arets-bild-1958-tagen-i-stillhetens-kapell-tid-uppstandelsens-kapell-i
Holy fuck you found it.
I misremembered, it wasn't a morgue, those are empty church pews.
After finding and posting the photo above, I did some more research and found out where it was originally published. Long story short, I now own a 1958 issue of Se, which was a Swedish magazine for photojournalism, inspired by Life and other similar publications.
The photo comes from an article on a Swedish Romani funeral in Karlstad (a city 300 km west of Stockholm). The text is pretty exoticising and othering, I won't bother translating the whole thing. But I will relay the most interesting information.
First of all, the deceased man is Josef Dimetri (1903-1958), who was a Romani chief. From what I can tell from the Swedish censuses, he left behind a wife and six children, ages 18-31.
Which means that the photo is a bit deceptive on its own - the chapel is still empty there, but the article states it was taken shortly before the rest of the guests arrived. Because there were plenty of guests - and there are more photos of them!
The article doesn't explain why the police was there, but it says they had to step in and break off some fighting and arguments that broke out between guests, which is more likely what they were there for (rather than just inspecting bottles). They can also be seen talking to spectators in the last photo, so staving off curious or hostile people might also have been a reason.
And most important, perhaps: While the policeman did try to stop him from leaving the bottle, the son shook him off and protested that "he needs it, he needs it", and "the tactful policeman" (as the article calls him) did not insist further. So it seems Josef Dimetri was in fact laid to rest with his bottle of beer.
I literally CANNOT read the words "supine" or "prone" in anything without thinking about that post that's like "supine is when you lay on your s(u)pine and prone is when you lay on your pronis"
are you “adaptable” or are you just willing to subject yourself to existing in low key background-level ambient misery
these are different things btw. actual adaptability means not dealing with being miserable long term. and being constantly mildly annoyed/frustrated with a situation but being “able to deal with it” counts as ambient misery. btw.
let this be your sign to make your life just a little more livable. get a dollar store trash can for your bedside so Cup City’s invasion plans fall through. block a tag or post that makes you grind your teeth every time you see it. get some grip pads so your bed stops sliding across the hardwood a little bit every time you get in it. tell that person you need a little more support. if you get annoyed at a situation more than a couple times, change it. don’t be content with being miserable.
and the more that you start doing this, the better you will get at detecting your own feelings and advocating for yourself! This is an important start to being more of a person in the world if you struggle with that
Right so what's up with this extremely erotic robot tentacle and it's returning middle aged male lover
Still thinking about being a car. For the record, I don't care about cars, I don't even have a driver's license. Maybe I've just been reading too much "person that used to be a spaceship" fiction that's given me a thing about being a vehicle. Now, being a spaceship, that's sexy, I can get behind that. But there's just something so visceral about "an empty car begging to be driven". Of course theres the obvious "fill me" line of thinking, but that's not what makes the line hot imo. I think it's about allowing me to fulfil my purpose, the very thing I was made for, and you hold the key, dangling just out of reach. Fuck, that's hot. The Narcissist Cookbook know what they're about
And being serviced works in that way too. Take care of me because you need me to function, not because you care about my wellbeing. Make sure I still work. Get into my gears and- wait, that's something else again. Yeah treat me like an object, but also, fuck wouldn't it be hot to be a machine, mechanical, a robot if you want. All metal and oil, no messy flesh to contend with.
Still thinking about being a car. For the record, I don't care about cars, I don't even have a driver's license. Maybe I've just been reading too much "person that used to be a spaceship" fiction that's given me a thing about being a vehicle. Now, being a spaceship, that's sexy, I can get behind that. But there's just something so visceral about "an empty car begging to be driven". Of course theres the obvious "fill me" line of thinking, but that's not what makes the line hot imo. I think it's about allowing me to fulfil my purpose, the very thing I was made for, and you hold the key, dangling just out of reach. Fuck, that's hot. The Narcissist Cookbook know what they're about
fanservice sucks bc it’s never you that’s being serviced it’s always some other really annoying fan
🚀BOTTLE ROCKET ASTRONAUT - MUSIC VIDEO🚀 Out now!!! - https://youtu.be/5GshhdAvQ8s (I'm so proud of this, please watch it 💖)
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Simple asks: 1, 7, 20
1. What's your blog title from?
I like ttrpgs! Like a lot of people, I got my start with, and rapidly fell away from, Dungeons & Dragons 5th edition. Aside from playing characters, I was also a Mungeon Daster Dungeon Master! I play other systems now but MameGaster doesnt have the same ring to it.
7. What's your favorite way to travel? Is there a mode of travel you haven't done that you want to experience?
Big fan of flying! Always have been. Wanted to be a pilot (among other things, eg Frog Doctor) as a child. The older i get though, the more i appreciate the humble Train. As for what I haven't done, I've never taken a ferry farther than the Straits of Mackinac, and frankly have no intention of allowing more open water than that beneath me without 30,000 additional feet of air.
20. What do you wish someone would ask you?
I wish more people wanted to know about the Zelda AP podcast I'm due to start recording as soon as I can afford some minor pc repairs. I have literally never talked about it on here I don't think and also I cannot ANSWER questions about anything beyond system and vaaaague concepts because I want my players to be involved in worldbuilding near as much as me!
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That is the title of your blog! ...I think
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Oh sorry i took a long ass time to reply and didnt say anything. I got arbitrarily scared and tired myself out so now i cant say much. Oopsie teehee. it makes you feel like a huge dickhead
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Meat works?
Uhh yeah I sure hope it does
people will say "arg" and then it's just a machinima that uses the concept of args as an unfiction framing device
people will say "arg" and then it's just that they stubbed their toe
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