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Bluebonnet Scene, Robert Julian Onderdonk
TJ MIKELOGAN's HALLOWEEN HORROR 2025 EVENT Day 1 â„ Horror television
Do you know the word, Mr. Blanky? It's similar to a Yupik word I know from Russian America. 'Tuunraq'. A Spirit. Spirit? That may not be her meaning. A spirit that dresses as an animal. THE TERROR - SEASON 1 (2018)
Every time I see these bird pins - I cannot resist posting them, perhaps their history, with its fragility and strength, attracts me again and again.Â
Bird pins (brooches) made out of scrap materials by Japanese Americans held in internment camps during World War II.From The Art of Gaman: Arts & Crafts from the Japanese American Internment Camps 1942-1946 by Delphine Hirasuna (Ten Speed Press, 2005).
Gaman is a Japanese term of Zen Buddhist origin which means âenduring the seemingly unbearable with patience and dignityâ.
To start thinking about Roman slavery is to stare into an infinite abyss of deliberate human suffering. The Roman Empire is considered to be one of the genuine slave states in human history, in that, like the antebellum Southern states of America, it could not exist without slavery. Slavery was the social and economic foundation upon which the entire Roman Empire rested. But while the slave states of Louisiana and Virginia lasted 150 years before abolition, the Roman Empire stood on the backs of unimaginable numbers of enslaved men, women and children for almost a thousand years. A thousand years is thirty-four generations of people enslaved to the Romans. A thousand years before the year I wrote this, King Cnut was glaring down the sea.ïżŒïżŒïżŒ A thousand years is an immense amount of time. And they didnât just have domestic slaves, they had vast mines across the Empire for silver, lead, gold, iron and copper. Google the Las MĂ©dulas mines in Spain and imagine the sixty thousand enslaved people who worked there twenty-four hours a day to produce the gold the Roman Empire demanded, and then multiply that by hundreds of years and hundreds of sites and all those lives that were sent to toil for nothing and join me staring into this bottomless pit of Roman horror. Then picture the near infinite acres of land owned by the Gaius Caecilius Isidoruses and Melanias of the Roman world, each maintained by chain gangs of hundreds of enslaved people. And on top of that were those enslaved in the house, the cooks and cleaners and washers and dressers,ïżŒïżŒ the people enslaved by the state who maintained the aqueducts and laid the roads and built all those temples and fora across the vast Empire and fought fires and carried the emperor in his litter. A general estimate (which means, of course, a total guess but a guess from someone Iâd trust in a quantitative situation) is that there were between 4.8 and 8.4 million enslaved people in the Roman Empire at any time, with the city of Romeâs population including anywhere from ten to twenty-five percent enslaved people. Millions and millions and millions of lives, each a person with a heart full of love and hate and envy and joy and aching knees and sore eyes and dreams and thoughts and desires and hopes, all of whom were owned by another person and subject to the most extraordinary violence every day.ïżŒ
A Fatal Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum: Murder in Ancient Rome by Emma Southon
When you get a certain amount of experience, it gets in the way of gaining new ones. You always predict negative outcomes and donât let yourself do anything. But⊠OLD FASHION CUPCAKE (2022)
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on that vague border between good and bad
TAEMIN - ìŽë°ì (IDEA:çæł) (2020) 4th anniversary
Just a few times Wangji might have wanted to mention A-Yuan was alright.
(And yes, he saved A-Yuan *before* Nightless)
Untamed Heritage Post
sorry boss i can't come in today. yeah they positively identified james fitzjames's remains and his bones have cut marks consistent with cannibalism
the terror's historical accuracy game's so good, they were referencing historical events before anyone actually knew they happened
https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/theyre-not-human-how-19th-century-inuit-coped-with-a-real-life-invasion-of-the-walking-dead
Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Miâkmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.
âIâm sure it terrified people,â said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.
And itâs why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.
Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that âdidnât seem to be right.â Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldnât understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.
âThey were unrecognizable they were so dirty,â Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.
Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and âhairyâ group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.
âLater ⊠these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,â he said. âThey were seen carrying human meat.â
Even Eberâs translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.
By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.
âIâve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit â Iâve heard the sounds they make, but Iâve never seen them with my own eyes,â said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.
The figuresâ skin was cold but it was not âcold as a fish,â concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.
âThey were beings but not Inuit,â he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.
The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.
But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and â despite their obvious starvation â they refused to eat.
The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.
When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.
Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.
Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or âIndiansâ â the group determined that staying too long around these âstrange peopleâ with iron knives could get them all killed.
âThat night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,â Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.
But the true horror of the encounter wouldnât be revealed until several months later.
The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.
The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.
How could you recognize me after all these years? What a stupid question. I was born knowing you.
â(âŠ) When everyone spurned him and loathed him, Lan WangJi stood by his side.â [MĂł DĂ o ZÇ ShÄ«]
As pride month begins, let us not forget our Palestinian brothers and sisters.
hold on sorry you're telling me the name of the boat was "the terror"?? i always assumed that was a retroactive name! did they WANT things to go horrifically awry???
obsessed with the implication that nominative determinism could have saved them
renaming my ships to HMS We Won't Die in the Arctic and HMS No Scurvy before successfully navigating the northwest passage
MY FAV MVS (5/?): TAEMIN WANT (2019)
DIRECTED BY RIMA YOON & DONGJU JANG (RIGEND FILM)