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@the-official-wales
I don’t care I reblog this so much ITS IMPORTANT!
brit on brit violence
He’s right and my reaction would have been stronger
That “ten seconds, love?” was bordering on homicidal
I love British people so much
oh my god she needs to have her tea license revoked
I should tag all of my British moots
this might take a minute
@the-real-gmail @real-british-empire @ace-of-loop @homocidalpotat
Huh
I coulda sworn I knew more brits
I’m probably just forgetting some
That’s a crime what the fuck
I’m sorry. This is not okay.
HELLLLLL YEAH!!!!!!!
Okay, here's a pretty long German language article about it, from a very reputable source (Tagesschau is the country's biggest news report, with plenty of regional representation). Here's the gist:
The opera employed multiple large and extensive trigger warnings everywhere, including at the venue day of. Let no one say they weren't warned!
The remaining shows are sold out.
A doctor's attention was called in three cases, not all eighteen. Eighteen people *did* request the opera team's attention, but they had to call a doctor only in three cases.
The opera management is fully behind the director and her vision.
The same opera has already been staged before, in a different state of Germany, which much less hullabaloo and not a single case of doctors called in.
Yeah so this is cool and all, but can we please just imagine having to watch a clip of a nude nun on roller skates get spanked by Jesus, with. your. parents.
It was an experience
this is about david tennant telling a transphobic politician to “shut up” btw:
aaaand that politician is now leader of the tory party so. we can’t expect her to shut up any time soon.
this is my buddy joey, we consider him a lesser form of life
Carwyn James (2 November 1929 - 10 January 1983) was a Welsh rugby union player and coach. Born in Cefneithin in the Gwendraeth Valley, in Carmarthenshire, he started playing while in Gwendraeth School.
Carwyn is most well remembered as a rugby coach, having coached the ‘British and Irish Lions’ to victory in New Zealand in 1971. He also coached Llanelli to many victories, and coached in Italy in the late 1970s. He was never coach of Wales, maybe because he didn’t want to be, but it has also been suggested that this could have been because of his sexuality.
Angelo Morello, Carwyn’s Italian teacher in Italy, later said of Carwyn that he had an inability to express his true personality and true feelings in his own country. This is something that seems common for many Welsh gay men in history - that they felt they had to leave Wales to be themselves.
His sexuality was speculated over in his life and he is now thought to have been gay. In the 1980s, Carwyn suffered from health problems and loneliness. On a holiday to Amsterdam in 1983, he died of a heart attack in his hotel room.
These aspects of Carwyn James’ life are discussed in Alun Gibbard’s Into the Wind: The life of Carwyn James (2017) and in this episode of a BBC documentary series, ‘Welsh Greats: Carwyn James.’
reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals
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welsh
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CYMRAEG
Ah yes, it's not Wales without hills
More hills if anyone's interested
And sheep
trick or treat!
okay, y'all get a treat in the form of a story. Get this, okay?
Today is Halloween, the holiday in which people dress up for fun.
Today is also fall yearbook picture day at my school.
I never get my school pictures taken because I don't care.
I am making an exception today because it is Halloween and I specifically dressed up as Waldo from the Where's Waldo series so that I could get my pictures taken while wearing my costume. I have round glasses. The costume includes the beanie. I am fully committed to this bit.
I walk into school this morning and go "huh, not a lot of people are in costume today. Okay."
Pass the metal detectors with no problems, a member of administration compliments me on my shirt
I thank him and walk on to class
Literally nobody except for me is in costume. I think this is weird.
I bring this up in passing to my first period teacher as I get everything set up for the day.
I learn that apparently, NOBODY IS IN COSTUME BECAUSE WE AREN'T ALLOWED TO BE IN COSTUME TODAY.
ADMIN LITERALLY RECEIVED ORDERS TODAY TO NOT LET STUDENTS IN WHO WERE IN COSTUME BECAUSE IT'S PICTURE DAY AND THEY DIDN'T WANT YEARBOOK PHOTOS TO REFLECT BADLY ON THE SCHOOL. Teachers are supposed to send kids in costume to the front office but mine isn't because she thinks it's stupid.
I got into the building just fine, beanie and everything.
I do not have a spare shirt or a hoodie.
Staff tends to be lenient with me when it comes to the rules because I've been going here for a while now and also I'm white and buddies with all the teachers and a great student. This is probably why nobody has stopped me yet.
We start taking pictures in 30 minutes.
I am going to show up in the yearbook as Waldo or fight admin trying.
will update as more things happen
Ah yes, it's not Wales without hills
More hills if anyone's interested
YOU hates terfs
rb if u hates terfs
snowbaz nation where you at
Forgive me.
only if you forgive me
His world now
HEY YOU
YOURE FINALLY AWAKE
Oh sweet Jesus.
i am so sorry for this
Where the FUCK is he?
this but it's a mr potato doll
"who knows what they still do on tumblr"
us:
Ah yes, it's not Wales without hills
Harry and Voldemort stand and look into the mirror of desire, and are seen eating each other's mouths.
Harry: So... what do you see?
Voldemort says too hastily: power, I'm on the throne. and you?
Harry tries to meet Voldemort's eyes: absolutely, a new broom