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Safe abortions have always been available to the rich, Dan. You simply want to deny them to the poor, and if you succeed, poor woman will be forced to get them anyway. They’ll be forced into the alleys with hangers, plungers and vacuum cleaners, risking death or mutilation. But you’d like that, wouldn’t you, Dan? You sadistic, elitist, sexist, racist, anti-humanist pig!Saturday Night Live 3x18
This aired in 1978. Thirty-five years later, it’s still a fucking ~debate.
whenever someone argues against legal abortion I just make sure they read this article from Mother Jones called The Way It Was
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The Mansoojat Foundation
The Mansoojat Foundation is a UK registered charity founded by a group of Saudi women with a passionate interest in the traditional ethnic textiles and costumes of Arabia.
Where We Go In The Future Is Determined
By Where We Have Been In The Past.The Mansoojat Foundation’s mission is to revive and preserve the traditional ethnic designs and costumes of the various regions of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia; to promote and conduct academic research important for the understanding of the history and culture of the region, and to raise public awareness for the appreciation of this unique heritage.
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Real-life Grave of the Fireflies: (Photo) Stoic Japanese orphan, standing at attention having brought his dead younger brother to a cremation pyre, Nagasaki, by Joe O’Donnell 1945
This photograph was taken by an American photojournalist, Joe O’Donnell, in Nagasaki in 1945.
He recently spoke to a Japanese interviewer about this picture:
“I saw a boy about ten years old walking by. He was carrying a baby on his back. In those days in Japan, we often saw children playing with their little brothers or sisters on their backs, but this boy was clearly different. I could see that he had come to this place for a serious reason. He was wearing no shoes. His face was hard. The little head was tipped back as if the baby were fast asleep.
“The boy stood there for five or ten minutes. The men in white masks walked over to him and quietly began to take off the rope that was holding the baby. That is when I saw that the baby was already dead. The men held the body by the hands and feet and placed it on the fire.
“The boy stood there straight without moving, watching the flames. He was biting his lower lip so hard that it shone with blood. The flame burned low like the sun going down. The boy turned around and walked silently away.
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You look just like your father: split face portraits of family members
Ulric Collette is a photographer from Quebec. He studied art and graphic design at school and currently works as an art director for Collette, an advertising studio in Quebec City.
In this series, called Genetic Portraits, Ulric splices together portraits of family members to explore genetic similarities.
From parents and their children, to twins, siblings and cousins, the series is fascinating, and just a little bit spooky.
The project was shortlisted for a Cannes Lion.
Visit genetic.ulriccollette.com to see the entire collection.
it’s interesting to think that I have features on my face that my ancestors had
that I’m a combo of my parents and that extends thousands of years to people I don’t even know the names and backgrounds of
even though most people are close to their own parents it’s interesting how that info doesn’t really trickle down the way you think it would considering how intimate that relationship is to your ancestors
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YO HOLD ON.
IT GETS BETTER.
This mummy, found in the Altai mountains of Siberia, is actually that of a young woman who died at about the age of twenty-five; she is thought to have been a member of the Pazyryk tribe.
She was buried with six horses and two similarly-tattooed men (the horned griffon that decorates her shoulder also appears on the man buried closest to her, covering most of his right side), possibly escorts. She was also wearing a horse-hair wig, silk, and elaborate boots, which is all a level of ceremony that would have likely only been accorded to a woman of high rank. You didn’t get inked like this unless you were very important, and had worked your way up to that importance.
…Hence, of course, the references to her by researchers as ‘The Ukok Princess,’ although due to the lack of weapons in her grave they have concluded that the woman was in fact a healer or a storyteller.
And now I’m all consumed with curiosity: Who was she? What amazing things did she accomplish? Why these symbols, and what did they mean? Who were the two men alongside her?
The most informative article about it can be found here, although I would completely eat up any other information you guys could find.
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Reposting this because this man still needs your help. Reblog to get the word out to as many people as possible.
“To 1st Lt. F. Scott Fitzgerald
65th Infantry
Camp Sheridan
Forget-me-not
Zelda
9-13-18
Montgomery, Ala”“While stationed at Camp Sheridan, near Montgomery, Alabama, Fitzgerald met his future wife, Zelda Sayre, the daughter of an Alabama Supreme Court judge.” (via University of South Carolina)
World War I ended before Fitzgerald deployed. Had it gone on, there might have been no Gatsby.
It’s worth remembering that wars do not cost only lives, but also all the things those lives would make.
Whenever I hear someone in the Bush administration refuse to acknowledge that the Iraq War was a mistake (an honest mistake, I trust, but still a tragic one), I think of the would-be Fitzgeralds—American and Iraqi—whose flasks we will never see on tumblr, because we will never have the good and beautiful things they would’ve brought into the world.
The Antikythera Shipwreck Exhibit
Dated to 60-50 BC, the shipwreck was found off the coast of Antikythera. The ship carried cargo dating from 4th to 1st century BC and was sailing towards Italy carrying among other cargo bronze and marble sculptures, glassware and jewellery, and amonst these the famous “Antikythera Mechanism”. The finds reflect the new phenomenon of art trade, the first in the history of Western civilization.
These marble sculptures have been severely eroded by stone-eating organisms of the sea, and only their parts trapped safely in the mud of the seabed have remained wonderfully intact.
Scarred and deformed, the half-destroyed sculptures seem even more human, nearly demonic. No longer serving as images of idealised beauty, their artistic quality has reached a new dimension, distorted by nature’s interference. Their image haunts you long after you’ve left them behind.
imagine that shipwreck and the people who sent and expected the delivery
just thinking it was all lost
never realizing they would indeed be displayed
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I have heard that some locations lack in plus sizes (which to be honest, the section is already minimal), but sometimes you get lucky. Especially...
#ootd When I first saw this skirt, I thought it was ugly. Nd then It went clearance …..now its adorable
i’m gaining a bunch of weight (intentionally) and my tits will look great in structured bikini tops now
I want to be the kind of mum that makes sandwiches in the morning and stands in the door in her bathrobe until you’re around the corner.
The kind...
I’m a child
I was a strange child.
Chicken salad sammich time
my friend just had a bad stinky poop
break up and I told her
“remind yourself of all the cool
new penises you’ll get to touch when you’re ready”
I have my iud and I’m good.
It hurts more to get a tattoo than to have a skinny plastic needle shoved into my vag.
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