“A three second exposure meant that subjects had to stand very still to avoid being blurred, and holding a smile for that period was tricky. As a result, we have a tendency to see our Victorian ancestors as even more formal and stern than they might have been.”
I’ve reblogged this before and I will reblog it again.
This is so great
Kayla and I at Coca-Cola World in Atlanta! A surprisingly awesome tourist trap!!
"In this sense, aerial photographs confirm the wartime rhetoric that Japanese cities were ‘bombed into nothingness’ by obscuring or denying altogether the presence of civilians below."
[Image: U.S. National Archives]
A Rose of Jericho three hours after being watered having nearly returned to is previous alive state
The Rose of Jericho(Anastatica hierochuntica) is a species of resurrection plant. These plants are characterized by their ability to use Poikilohydric mechanisms which enable them to survive extreme dehydration for years at a time.
So what does it mean to be a woman?
I posted this video because I recently saw Kali live at my college and she really inspired me. I work some not-so glamorous jobs here on campus, one being Safe Ride, which essentially puts me in the wonderful position of picking up completely belligerent jerks from the hours of 10:30pm to 2:30am. Now not all are assholes, but the ones that are make me forget about any polite passengers throughout the night. I’ve been working this job for a little less than a year now and it’s only gotten worse. One reason - one big reason - why I think it’s gotten worse is because I’m not working with my boyfriend anymore (he is presently studying abroad). Of course people were rude before, but now it has gone to a whole new level where some men actually think it’s ok to sexually harass me as I am graciously driving them around FOR FREE.
Objectifying women is nothing new in this screwed up society we live in, but it’s become more and more obvious in my life with this job. Little comments here and there really do add up, but what really strikes me is when people think being drunk is an excuse. Drinking too much is your fault, not mine. I refuse to be degraded because you drank too much.
"Show me your tits!" This is one of the calls I received while working this past weekend… I later discovered it was one of the passengers in the van who then repeatedly called me and continued with his definition of fun - my definition of sexual harassment. When I realized it was him, I told him how wrong what he was doing was and he gave me a glare that read what a bitch. So what did I do? Apologize. I fucking apologized. Why? Because we live in this world where for some reason I feel the need to be submissive, no matter how hard I try to be strong and independent. Instead of hammering him for his disgusting comments I apologized justifying his actions in my head by telling myself, maybe I was just being a bitch?
Incidents like this aren’t rare; I often leave my job feeling stressed and like a play-toy. After this weekend I decided to do something about it because if I don’t this job will ruin me.
This society has fostered an apologetic and subconsciously submissive Emma with a stiff, stubborn, and resentful exterior - that of which tries to stand tall to jerks. It is the reason why I don’t wear push-up bras; and actually it is the reason I resent any form of cleavage now. My wardrobe is largely loose-fitted clothing and conservatively cut tops, because somehow it is my responsibility to not attract attention.
Sexual harassment is NOT a joke, so don’t please add ignorant “haha”s in an email responding to my compliant. And don’t come into the van expecting me to find your ass funny. Seriously - since when is mooning a woman funny? Its disgusting and degrading.
So please, take your demeaning comments back to the 1700s, because this is the 21st century and women do not deserve to be made an object.
Blue Ivy saying “Surfboart” during Beyoncé’s Grammy soundcheck.
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