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they was talking real shit back then and i took it as a joke
imagine having foreign relations like this.
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Literally one of my favourite facts ever is that J. M. Barrie, Rudyard Kipling, H. G. Wells, Arthur Conan Doyle, P. G. Wodehouse, A. A. Milne, as well as the son of Alfred Tennyson and many others played on the same amateur cricket team AND THEY WERE TERRIBLE how great is that
I’ve reblogged it before, I’ll reblog it again.
Greenpeace protestors climbed a crane and unfurled a “resist” banner near White House
Is your New Year’s resolution SMART?
I rolled my eyes when I saw this because it’s such a buzz thing in education. Then I read it.
I almost scrolled past it, and that would have been a tragedy.
Here it is, Jon Stewart’s most popular Tumblr post, and it’s as relevant and hilarious as ever.
Don’t miss Jon’s super-sized final Daily Show, tonight at 11/10c.
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Anonymous Asked: So what would the story be for your modern Les Miserables AU?
It would literally be the same exact story. Valjean commits a minor crime. He ends up spending 19 years in prison for said minor crime. He ultimately turns his life around, meets a prostitute, and raises her daughter, all while a community of oppressed people are rising up against police tyranny.
The film opens up with a few great shots of New York City.
It finally settles on a high-security prison.
The inmates, mostly black, are all singing ‘Look Down.’
We learn that the one prisoner stole a loaf of bread when he was a teenager and has been in prison ever since. The white cop refers to him as 24601, among other slurs.
Valjean is finally able to escape.
He wanders the city during a montage, while sad music plays. He’s shown applying for several applications. He has to check ‘Yes’ every time that the question asks if he’s ever been convicted. He’s shown renting a crummy apartment. He’s shown buying a phone and putting the number down on applications. There are several back-to-back shots of him filling out applications and the phone not ringing. He’s finally kicked out of his apartment.
He’s seen wandering the streets until a kind man invites him into a homeless shelter. (For some reason, I can see this man being played by Morgan Freeman.) The man gives him something to eat and lets him sleep on a cot for the night. Valjean wakes up, steals something of value, and runs away. He gets about, oh, a block or so before the cops catch up and start brutally beating him. The owner of the homeless shelter races out and vouches for Valjean. Cue ‘What Have I Done?’ which is sung as a shocked Valjean wanders through the streets of New York City. At long last, he decides to turn his life around. His phone rings.
Transition!
It’s a few years later.
We see shots of rundown buildings and alleyways filled with the homeless.
The camera finally rests on a really over-crowded factory. It zooms into a window. All of the workers are black. All of the workers are exhausted.
‘At The End Of The Day’ plays.
There’s a fight as the workers slut-shame Francine.
The owner assaults her and fires her when she says that she’s going to sue.
She goes to a lawyer anyway but the lawyer becomes too preoccupied as he recognizes one of the cops in his hallway. Fantine leaves and we get a bunch of really sad shots of her being forced to sell herself. (’Lovely Ladies’ and ’I Dreamed A Dream’)
Meanwhile, Valjean has become a moderately successful lawyer (just roll with me here) who is shocked to learn that he has to work with Javert. Javert doesn’t recognize him. Things are still tense. When walking home one night, Valjean stumbles upon Javert arresting Fantine for assaulting a white guy who “must have taken a wrong turn”. Valjean realizes that he turned down her case and that this is his fault. He takes her to a low-income hospital.
Meanwhile, Javert says that they finally caught Prisoner 24601. He sends Valjean an email asking Valean to prosecute. Valjean is thrown into an existential crisis. (’Who Am I?’) He finally replies that he cannot and admits everything. He quickly packs up and has just enough time to stop by the hospital and say goodbye to Fantine before Javert shows up.
There’s a fight and Valjean escapes.
He runs through the streets of New York City before finally finding an address that Fantine told him. It turns out to be a rundown foster home owned by two drunk, abusive, jerks. Cosette is seen sadly singing ‘Castle On A Cloud.’ Valjean takes her away.
Javert is seen walking across the rooftops of New York City, singing ‘Stars’.
Transition!
Okay now’s where it gets really fun!
You see a bunch of black college students getting together and talking about how much the police brutality is escalating. (’At The End Of The Day Reprise’). They finally decide that they need to do something about it. (’Red and Black.’) Show one of the students, Marius, falling in love with a now grown Cosette. ‘A Heart Full Of Love’. Meanwhile, Eponine walks through the rainy streets of New York City and sings ‘On My Own.’ But who cares about her lonely soul, we strive towards a large goal! Meanwhile, the cops know that this group of students are going to start protests so they’re seen preparing this outrageously militaristic equipment. Show a bunch of back-to-back shots of the students preparing their nonviolent strategies while the cops basically create an army. Have them sing ‘One Day More’.
Cut to the next day.
The black college students are having a non-violent sit-in on the streets. They sing ‘Do You Hear The People Sing?’ Tear gas is thrown by one of the cops. All hell breaks loose. It’s basically a battle-scene. They’re shown running through the streets, facing the horrors, dropping like ‘flies’. The police even kill Gavroche. You see shots of social media and the news crews covering what’s happening. The audience is saying, “Wait…” but it’s all happening so fast that their suspicions cannot be confirmed. Valjean is able to get Marius and Cosette to safety. Javert realizes the horror that he has caused and he jumps to his death. Everyone else is killed by the rest of the police.
Transition to a few months later but the brutality is still going on. Valjean dies (”Epilogue”) while reports are being played of the senseless violence that these unarmed black teenagers faced.
It takes the audience a moment to realize that the reports aren’t fictionalized.
The movie literally ends with real reports by CNN, FOX, ABC, NBC, etc. You see footage of real cops brutalizing real people. All of this is happening as ‘Do You Hear The People Sing (Reprise)’ is playing…..
Brings a whole new meaning to “Do you hear the people sing? / Singing the song of angry men / It is the music of a people / Who will not be slaves again”, doesn’t it?
I need this in my life.
Resources for pregnant women who need help
Option Line
Birthright International
Heartbeat International
Teen Mother Choices International
Human Coalition
Sisters of Life
Pregnant On Campus
Get Your Care
Care Net
Save the Storks
Feminists For Life
Maggie’s Place
The Nurturing Network
Single Mother Help
Good Counsel Maternity Homes
The Good Counsel Network (UK)
LIFE Charity (UK)
Cardinal Winning Pro Life Initiative (UK)
National Life Center
American Pregnancy Helpline
Teen Mother Choices
Life Call
Vifac (Mexico)
Life Pregnancy Care (Ireland)
Cura Crisis Pregnancy Support (Ireland)
SOS bébé (France)
Donne-moi la vie (France)
Sos Futures Mamans (Switzerland)
Pregnancy Counselling Services (New Zealand)
Family Life Crisis Pregnancy Centre (New Zealand)
Voice for Life New Zealand
SOS Vita (Italy)
Centri di Aiuto alla VITA (Italy)
La quercia millenaria (Italy)
Bethany Christian Services
Independent Adoption Center
Catholic Charities Adoption
Gladney Center for Adoption
Cúnamh Adoption Services (Ireland)
Also check your local United Way or YWCA for parenting support, baby supplies, medical assistance, and shelter.
Reblogging links from: @patron-saint-of-smart-asses and @silent-arrow
the treat yo self scene in parks and rec is the worst thing that ever happened to my self-control
a game show where a toddler has to choose between a cheque for a million dollars or a small basket filled with $8.14 worth of dollar store toys and in the corner of the tv you can see their parents in a locked sound proof room watching from a screen and screaming the whole time
If I were Harry Potter I would have addressed Voldemort as “Tim Riddle.” He’d be like “IT’S TOM RIDDLE. ALSO, IT’S NOT TOM RIDDLE, IT’S VOLDEMORT.” Ahahaha classic Tim.
the more things change…
People need to stop equating abortion with “Women’s rights.” It’s absolutely disgusting to say that anyone should have the ‘right’ to murder children.
Yeah but like… Fetuses aren’t children…
Actually they are. A fetus is simply a human being at an earlier stage of development, just like you are at an earlier stage of development now than you will be when you are 70. They don’t just magically become human at birth.
Actually no, they’re not. They’re not considered humans until they’ve been separated from their mother. So by your theory, every time I have my period I’m a murderer? Because eggs are just at an earlier stage of development than a baby? Either way, its not up to you to tell women what to do with their bodies. It actually is their “right” to abort a FETUS.
Aww, look, somebody doesn’t understand biology again.
This, my dear child, is called “DNA.” It is a specific code to be found in every single cell of your body. Every single living thing has DNA and DNA is the code that defines each and every single species from each other. “Homo Sapiens” is a species with a specific type of DNA: “Homo Sapiens" is the species that we call “human.“ What makes a person human? Their DNA. Not where they are, what they can do, how good they are at thinking, whether they can talk or run or jump or need help to survive… whether or not they have human DNA. If an organism has human DNA it is, by definition, a human. If an organism has banana DNA it is, by definition, a banana. If an organism has capybara DNA–you get the point.
This is a diagram of a human ovum. This is not a fetus. This is not a human. This is a human cell. If you leave it alone it will not grow into a human being, it will die. This carries DNA with 23 chromosomes. This DNA is from a human, but this cell not a human.
This is a diagram of a human sperm. This is not a fetus. This is not a human. This is a human cell. If you leave it alone it will not grow into a human being, it will die. This carries DNA with 23 chromosomes. This DNA is from a human, but this cell is not a human.
This is a diagram of a human zygote. This is a fetus. This is a human. This is now a human being with its own human cells. If you leave it alone it will grow into a walking, talking, laughing, crying, typing human being. This has DNA, unique from its mother’s, with 46 chromosomes. This is a separate organism from its mother with its own human DNA: this. Is. A. Human.
A human ovum dying is not murder, because ova are not human beings. (For that matter a spontaneous miscarriage is not murder any more than an adult dying from a heart attack is murder.) Killing a living, growing human being with its own distinct genetic code and its very own life for no other reason than to not have to deal with that human being… that is willful murder of a child.
And you’re absolutely right, it’s not up to me to tell a woman what to do with her body: but I’m not worried about her body, I’m worried about the innocent body of her child. The Supreme Court’s decision in Roe vs Wade was an affront against the dignity of humanity at a level even greater than its decision in Dred Scott vs Sandford, and I will not be silent until the day that it is overturned.
And what do you say to the women who will risk their lives if they do not terminate their pregnancy? To the women who find out that the fetus growing inside them has a defect and absolutely will not survive outside the womb? To the woman who was assaulted and became pregnant?
Is the life of someone not yet born more valuable than someone who is already living? Justify that to me.
The life of someone not yet born is the life of someone already living. Both lives are infinitely valuable.
If a woman has a life-threatening pregnancy that requires a hysterectomy to save her life, then the child is killed in the process: this is a tragedy, but the child was not murdered. In a situation where two people were going to die, the life of one was saved.
If a woman finds out that her child will not survive outside the womb then it is still not her place to kill the child before its natural death. If a child has only nine months to live, why would you rob the child of those nine months?
If a child was conceived from rape, then that child should not receive a death sentence for his father’s crime.
A fetus’ life is no less valuable than that of any other human being.