R.I.P. Anne Boleyn (d. May 19 1536)
When the details of Anne’s life are viewed between the framework of these [her] social and cultural values, the modern conception of her as a femme fatale must be discarded. Establishing a valid explanation of her role at court that takes into consideration the beliefs and fears of the sixteenth-century Christendom and treats them with sensitivity is an useful undertaking, not only because historians owe it to the dead to depict them in a rational manner but also because the events of the Reformation will not be clearly understood until her crucial place in that revolution is sorted out. Retha M. Warnicke, The Rise and Fall of Anne Boleyn (x)
This is why I’m so excited to read the book The Creation of Anne Boleyn by Susan Bordo. I haven’t actually read it yet though, so no spoilers, good or bad, please.
I haven’t been around because I’ve been
1. working my but off at two jobs
2. at PT because I’m breaking myself running (whoops?) and
3. reading, reading, reading. :D
It’s so good to feel the call of books over TV shows again, finding good books that I WANT to devour.
Also, I’ve decided I love e-readers. I can BRUSH MY TEETH and READ at the SAME TIME. Without worrying about losing my place or dropping the book or getting toothpaste everywhere. :D
Who else thinks that this should be the movie poster? Look at him, he’s perfect :3
These Women Are About To Tell You Some Things That Are Absolutely None Of Your Business
Holy shit women on fire. This video gave me chills. If you do nothing at all today - watch this!
this shit is fucking A+++++++++++++++++ omg perfection
these ladies spittin’ some real shit ya’ll better pay attention
That world has arrived
going through my likes and bringing this back because it’s so fucking important
Reflection and Emission Nebulas
— Rho Ophiuchi Cloud Complex
n. sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out, that you’ll dutifully pass on the joke of being alive without ever learning the punchline—the name of the beneficiary of all human struggle, the sum of the final payout of every investment ever made in the future—which may not suit your sense of humor anyway and will probably involve how many people it takes to change a lightbulb.
Ged a sheòl mi air m’ aineol
Cha laigh smalan air mi’ inntinn
Ged a sheòl mi air m’ aineol
’S ann à Boston a sheòl sinn
Dol air bhoidse chun na h-Ìnnsinn
Rinn sinn còrdadh ri captain
Air a’ bhàrc a bha rìomhach
Trì latha roimh na Nollaig
Thàinig oirnn an droch shìde
Shèid i cruaidh oirnn le frasan
’S clachan mheallain a bha millteach
Cha robh ròpa ‘s cha robh òirleach
Nuair a reoth ann nach robh trì ann
Chaill sinn craiceann ar làmhan
Bha ar gàirdeanan sgìth dheth
Cha còignear nan seasamh
’S bha seachdnar nan sìneadh
Trì latha is trì oidhche
’S mi ri chuibhle ri droch shìde
Nuair a labhair an captain
“Illean tapaidh na dìobraibh
Nuair a ruigeas sibh cala
Bidh ur drama dhuibh cinnteach
Tha lionn-diubh aig mo mhàthair
Is dùil aic’ nach till mi
if artistic people are forced to take years of math and science then why don’t sciencey people have to take art and music classes
They do. We’re also expected to take them at the same levels as those, ostensibly, “artistic people,” whereas said “artistic people” are not held to the same standards as those, “sciencey people.”
Note also that said “sciencey people” can be real fucking artistic, jackasses. Ever seen any of the Hubble Space Telescope photography? Yeah, go fuck yourselves.
Unpopular opinion is unpopular.
*EDIT: I am also really tired, and really irrational, and please forgive me but this is a terribly irksome subject for me. I mean, look at all those “levels” of science classes per intro classes at universities and compare it to the ONE “level” of intro art class.
I would also here like to cite that I know a woman who was a biology major turned classics major, a biology major turned english major, a chemistry major who minored in history, and environmental studies major who did theatre like her life depended on it, etc. etc. etc.
Lucrezia Borgia is everything Cersei Lannister wishes she was.
Or if you say that he was ugly, unimportant, boring etc.
Wil Wheaton on why being a nerd is awesome
Mr. Crusher delivered a message to an audience member’s newborn girl on why it’s so great to be a nerd, and a little advice for future life. It’s a goosebump-inducing video, and you should watch the whole thing here, and maybe just paste it to your mirror or something.
I don’t know how you’d paste a video to your mirror, but you should.
My favorite parts:
“Being a nerd… it’s not about what you love, it’s about how you love it… The defining characteristic that ties us all together, is that we love things.
Find the things that you love and love them the most that you can.”
A message that jives well with my own (see title of blog). I applaud you, Mr. Wheaton.