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Nude Portraits series by photographer Trevor Christensen
This is my new favorite thing
‘portraits of people reacting to nudity’ fresh, inspired, art sfkas;lk
according to the notes, yes, the subjects do know ahead of time that he will be nude, so yes, this is very funny and cool
Love that this alien arm is clearly just green bubblewrap. 70s prosthetics I love you
Classic SF once again betrayed by a clear, static-free signal and a flat digital screen
This is how I remember classic Who and Star Trek, folks, with signal ghosts and scanning lines (but usually with more static/snow)
Sharing this on my main because it appears from the notes that it's useful for some modern viewers.
You KNOW classic SF used the limited displays of CRT television and the static of transmitted signals the way theaters use stage makeup and lighting to make inexpensive props look great fine— take advantage of the medium! But it's hard to imagine how it looked if you've only seen Blu-ray HD restorations.
I swear to you, despite classic Who using bubble wrap for years as one of its go-to materials that reflected light in interesting ways, we never realized that's what it was.
I remember when HD tv was first available back in the 2000s, my university had a random HD channel. I watched SNL on it and it was crazy to be able to see how flimsy the sets were and how caked on and flat the makeup was. Then you’d flip back to the normal channel and everything would look fine again.
they need to release like vintage-mode low-def de-stored versions of classic sci fi so you can see how the costumes and sets were supposed to look like.
the hardest pill to swallow about being in a fandom is that some people are only ankle-deep in it and aren't taking things too seriously and other people are up to their necks and taking it as seriously as a heart attack and yet everybody thinks that every other person is in it just as deep as they are and will get very upset to realize otherwise because they don't know how to engage with the different perspective
The fandom equivalent of "everyone driving faster than me is a maniac and everyone driving slower than me is inconsiderate."
reading rilla of ingleside, i sensed that lmm's attitude towards war was that of "submission towards duty", a "Mother england calls, canada must answer". In a way it's really distinct compared to post ww2 attitude towards war which is more like "young men go off to die while the old sit around in rooms arranging wars". i would really like it if you could talk about this and how the great war actually affected in lmm in real life
fun fact! There is an entire book about this!
So forgive me because this essay is not going to do this topic justice. :-)
As you point out, Rilla is pretty jingo-ist in how it beats the drum of fighting for the righteous cause, straight up to imagery comparing Rilla - the Canadian home - to a madonna and child. If you want to look at the tag #rilla of ingleside book club, you'll see a lot of discussion of this very fact.
LM Montgomery had a rather strange relationship with WWI. I don't mean to be tone deaf in saying that, because how are you supposed to respond to something like that, but there are a few reasons I say this:
LM Montgomery repeatedly presented herself as the only person who seemed to understand the depth of the war in her community. In the same way in Rilla you have the locals who just don't care, LM Montgomery seemed to presume that of the people around her - including mothers who actually had sons at the front, unlike LMM herself! Obviously someone who is deeply sensitive is going to experience something like that with great anguish, but her assumption that others didn't do so either just because they weren't as sensitive is revealing. I fully believe that she encountered people who didn't care; however, her language is often that 'she is the only who realizes this war', which implies she stands alone.
LM Montgomery believed she had prophetic dreams about the war. Yes, really. Those dreams from Rilla? Straight from her journals and personal letters. We can tie in the "religiosity vs superstition" theme of her life here. She had more than one dream during the course of WWI which she believed foretold actual events.
This is not strange, but LM Montgomery experienced a series of harrowing personal tragedies during WWI which had to fundamentally change her as a person. To quote Brenton Dickerson:
The first part of the war was also when Montgomery, a late-in-life mother in the age before modern medicine–suffered a terrible pregnancy with ended in a stillbirth. The sorrows of loss, combined with illness and the pressures of social life as a minister’s wife, combined with troubles from her American publisher to make 1916 a torturous year for this famous but secluded author. The tensions built throughout the entire period before finally breaking in 1917, as if the passing into a new year was also a renewal of life.
I quote the above to reference the part of your question about how the Great War impacted Maud in real life--I think it's impossible to extricate the two from each other. To experience something like WWI at the same time as the death of a child and professional troubles (her publisher was an infamous male bully!), when we already know WWI itself so profoundly affected Maud, has to leave a mark.
We can get a sense of this mark from Anne's House of Dreams. Maud wrote this book during WWI, and I really believe you get a sense of that as you read it. It has this eerie, gothic undertone that always stands out to me compared to the other Anne books, even Rilla. You have the image of a woman who is like an animal caught in a trap (Leslie), with a husband whom she was forced to marry to support herself whom she is caretaker of; you have the death of Anne's daughter; all set against the backdrop of the sea. As Maud herself wrote:
“Today I finished Anne’s House of Dreams. I never wrote a book in so short a time and amid so much strain of mind and body. Yet I rather enjoyed it and I think it isn’t too bad a piece of work. I am glad it is done however. It has taken a lot out of me.”
More than that, AHOD's marks a change in LM Montgomery's work. I would have to compare the book series to get a sense of how demarcated this is, but think of the tone of AOGG vs. AHOD, and you'll understand what I'm getting at. You start getting much more intense (sub)plotlines compared to works like AOGG and the Story Girl.
The change reflects LM Montgomery's growing cynicism with the world, which I think is the main impact of WWI on her life and work. I've blogged about this about a thousand times, but if you read The Blythes are Quoted--the last book LM Montgomery ever wrote--and compare i to Rilla, the difference is stark. Rilla is fairly pro-war, and the Blythes are Quotes is decidedly not so. It ends Anne's series with Anne saying she is glad her son died in WWI, and then the words, "We forget because we must." Not quite the bend in the road imagery we get in Green Gables!
You can trace this growing thread of cynicism throughout all of her work in different dimensions. Dean and Barney appear (what if Dean and Barney were self-portraits the whole time--gunshot), you have the first chapters of the blue castle, and overall a shift towards more weariness--weariness that ends happily, but weariness. Anne of Ingleside fascinates me because of this. I've described it before as a grieving mother's memory, and I think that comparison applies on a watsonian and doylist level. It reads like a grieving Anne remembering her children's childhood as one long summer day, and LM Montgomery remembering the world before WWI. She frequently refers to WWI in this in her work--Emily Climbs has a line about life "before the world turned upside down."
It wasn't just WWI - in general, LM Montgomery lived in a time of great change. Think about what she saw in her lifespan. She was born in the late 1800s and died during WW2. She saw the industrial revolution, the rise of technology, two world wars--she even comments on this in her journals. She has cheeky stories in her journal about little old ladies in horses and carts who run automobiles off the road, and she includes nods to it in her work when Anne laughs about telephones in Avonlea. Maud muses on how her grandmothers lived their entire lives in an unchanged world. She reflects on articles which talk about how the happiest people in history were the generation before her. All of this is done in the sense of recognition of just how fast change's pace has grown in this new world.
She seemed to experience life as someone who had one foot in the old world and one foot in the new one. For example, she writes about Cissy Gay with sympathy, but when her own son got pregnant out of wedlock, it was a hellish experience for her. One person quoted by Rubio, who knew Maud, reflected on how it would have been deeply shameful for her because she grew up in such a different time. You really get a sense of this when you read her writings on women's rights. I am not familiar enough with them to make a statement, only an impression, but that impression is that...well...she tends to be all over the place. One minute she's excoriating misogyny in a way that's practically flaying the skin off its flesh, the next she's talking affably about how really all women want is a family and babies or something of that ilk.
(All of the above was also affected by the fact that LM Montgomery was growing increasingly mentally unwell. She experienced a lot of personal tragedies (ill husband, troublemaking son, financial worries) and her mental health was already not always stable. She began to believe she was destined for unhappiness. The cause of her death is still debated in biographical circles, but the broadly accepted one is suicide.)
TL;DR: it's hard to understate the impact WWI had on LM Montgomery!
I think it's policy at the SGC that the first time you die, you get a memorial right away, but if you come back and die again they've gotta wait like, a month before they do anything, just to be sure. If you die, come back again, and then die a THIRD time, they wait a year.
They aren't allowed to hold memorial services for Daniel anymore.
I lowkey hate when programs talk to me in a friendly way. "don't worry, nearly there!" Shut up. It should say "loading 64.3% completed. Do not turn off device" and absolutely nothing else. You arent my friend you are computer. Act like it
i have been informed by literally every french speaker on earth that “une pipe” is slang for blowjob
I love you Bamf but that was just dumb
At first I thought it was the cat talking in the last panel, and it totally checked out. 😂
deadliest killer in the jianghu i guess
me: “yeah I dated a guy in high school who came out as gay. it was before i knew i was a boy so needless to say it didn’t work out”
coworker: “damn dude was preordering”
other things this coworker (who is a cis guy) has done/said:
—got confused about why I’d never been a boy scout because he forgot i was trans
—told me he was gonna get top surgery scar tattoos to match me after i get mine
—laughs at all my trans jokes, even if they’re supremely unfunny
—calls me big dog (and him little dog) even though he is about as tall as two of me
— “I can’t believe she would say that transphobic thing to you. In June? Pride month?”
Once I said "My gender is whatever's funniest at the time" and my coworker stops dead in his tracks, turns slowly and says "So are your pronouns honk/honk?" killing me instantly
I was talking to a friend I knew before I transitioned about my new relationship (my first one ever!) and I said "Yeah, I think I only indentified as aro/ace most of my life because I didn't have lesbian as an option" and he looked me dead in the eye and said "Oh? Why not? ...Ohhh"
Then he said "You know, I completely forgot you weren't always this way. Femininity really suits you" and let me tell you I started tearing up
Of course, not ten minutes later I mentioned that I had to relearn how to sing and he said "oh no, what happened?" so he might just be a little slow
Update on that friend: a bunch of people sent me "he's a little confused, but he's got the spirit" gifs in response to that story. I can tell you now with certainty that she definitely has the spirit, and she's not confused anymore
Today at work a little crow fledgling was just having the worst damn day. The little goober kept trying to shove its way into the door and screaming at its reflection while I was helping a lady look at a bed.
I pointed it out to her and together we regarded the infant screaming.
After she left my coworker came up and informed me there was a bird on her car. I went out to look and lo, the fledgling had scrambled up onto her windshield and was pecking forlornly at its reflection.
It stayed perched there in the hot sun, trying to move higher up the car with no success but too scared to fly down. She was agitated that it was on her car since she didn’t know if it would leave on its own.
“It’s a baby,” I told her, “It’s still learning how to fly.”
“That’s a baby?! It’s so big!”
“Yeah, it’s just a little guy.”
I went out to investigate. The parents began screaming and swooping. I placated them with crackers which they accepted without relenting their screaming. My coworker said she could now see that the creature on her car was indeed a baby with the sleek black parents swooshing angrily around in the air.
We regarded the baby together. After a while I started noticing it was showing signs of fatigue and distress. Mouth gaping but not begging for food, wings drooping. I went back out to check on it.
I was debating moving the baby; the day kept getting hotter and it didn’t have the energy or skill to relocate itself. My coworker also wanted the bird to stop pooping on her car. So eventually I announced, “I’m gonna move the bird.”
“Your gonna grab it? Aren’t you scared?”
I looked at her in bafflement. I grew up around every imaginable kind of fowl. The only bird I’d be scared of would be some of the big flightless ones. Even geese/swans are manageable if you just grab their necks before they really get flapping. The parents were not gonna go for my eyes like magpies and in general crows tend to recognize when you’re trying to help. “It’s just a little baby guy. It’s fine.”
I approached the baby amidst its parents shrieking crow obscenities down upon me. I scooped it gently like the burger.
I cannot begin to convey how soft that baby crow felt. It was the downiest most pleasant tactile thing that I’ve maybe ever held and the experience was only slightly marred by the goober trying ineffectually to bite me. It was stymied by the fact that it ain’t my first rodeo.
I brought it ten feet away to a nice shady tree. I held the baby gently so it could get its feet under it on the branch. It seemed a bit confused at this point but eventually gripped the branch and I stepped back and threw peanuts in self defense while the angry parents swooped showily around at me.
It stayed there pretty much the rest of the day. Its parents both checked in to make sure I hadn’t murdered it then flew back to where we could see a nest. So best theory is that this dingus was the first to start fledging and couldn’t actually return to the nest after launching.
I told my wife afterward and they went, “You. You touched the bird?!” My coworkers husband was also flabbergasted that I’d been brave enough to grab it. My coworker said she was just gonna shove it off her car with a broom.
As if they didn’t know who they married. As if I am not someone who would confidently help a stray cat or wrangle a chicken.
I informed them that barring gloves I had thoroughly washed my hands twice and it was worth it to get the silly infant off a slippery car and into the shade.
You haven’t seen that meme?
“i also choose this guy’s dead wife” was easily the #1 funniest thing to ever be written on the internet.
you can know the punchline but you can’t stop it from punching you.
i do also feel the need to add that phil8248 really liked the joke. he said his wife had always had a dark sense of humour, even about her illness and death, and seeing the joke made him feel like he was laughing with her one last time.
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our sick deranged enemy polyester....
the demon lord, prince of lies, "Vegan Leather"...
Uploading this bc i need to delete it from my phone for space but i want to keep it somewhere because the punchline made me cry laughing when i was really high
it's a good thing mensah is already married with kids by the start of all systems red because can you imagine trying to make a new longterm relationship work when you have to explain to potential partners that murderbot will be there. no not romantically or sexually. but it is there.
Last month’s brief and very special visit to an abandoned 14th century church close to the German border. These wonderfully crafted hooded figures frequently haunt my mind ever since.
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Trevor Noah interviewing Judith “Badass” Heumann
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I’m glad so many people have discovered Judith “Judy” Heumann through this silly little gif set. I am sorry to say she has died at the age of 75. She was known as the mother of disability rights. In 1970 she sued the Board of Education to become a licensed teacher and she won. In 1977 she was one of the organizers of the 504 Sit-in, a 24 day protest for disability rights. You can learn more about her story from her book Being Heumann, the picture book Fighting for YES! or the documentary Crip Camp.
Judy Heumann believed in the inherent value of each disabled individual and would never back down on what she thought was right. Her friends and fellow activists remember her as a strong leader.
Judy Heumann
December 18, 1947 - March 4, 2023
May her memory be for a blessing.
I did a paper on her for one of my college classes! She’s so cool! Here’s some facts!
She’s Jewish and born to immigrant german parents who migrated in the 1930s
She has been in a wheelchair for nearly her entire life due to contacting polio at a very young age.
Due to her wheelchair, she was actually barred from most schooling including kindergarten as her wheelchair was deemed as a “risk.” because it could be “in the way” if there was a fire.
She was the first wheelchair teacher in New York after suing when she was once again denied her license for the same reasons she was denied kindergarten.
She worked as the Assistant Secretary of Education for OSERS for 8 years
Her parents, especially her mother, were big parts in her becoming an activist as her mother Ilse was a community organizer and fought hard to get her daughter as much education as she could, it was her activism that helped her daughter and other disabled children be allowed to enroll in High School instead of being separated into a specific disabled school. (We don’t have time to go into all that but tldr; those schools sucked and its a genuine accomplishment disabled kids no longer have to learn in like, cramped attics that didn’t teach anything)
She was a founder of the organization Disabled in Action! She didn’t just organize sit-ins, she helped RUN the organization that was organizing them!
The president she butted heads with the most was Richard Nixxon, this isn’t that important I just know everyone loves when he gets dunked on
She helped CREATE THE INDIVIDUALS WITH DISABILITIES EDUCATION ACT!!! I cannot express to you just how important that is, if you have basically any kind of disability, this act is a big reason you were able to go to a public school instead of being shoved into a warehouse.
The Black Panthers helped with the 504 sit-in! They helped bring food because the organization also included black disabled people, and one of the members of both, Brad Lomax, asked for help!
She had a podcast! You can go listen to that podcast right now!
Honestly just check out her website in general
She also founded the Berkeley Center for Independent Living!!
Honestly I could keep going on but she’s genuinely one of my heroes and was an amazing person who it is not an underestimate to say changed the world for the better.
May her memory be a blessing!!! May the disabled community always remember how much of it was built on the work and back of a disabled Jewish woman!!!
