20 years a slave

Resolution from Constitutional Convention

Is there any part of the Constitution that is off limits to amendments? Yes. Article V specifies two parts of the Constitution that cannot be changed by amendment:     

  1.  Prohibition of the importation of slaves before 1808 
  2.  Equal representation of states in the Senate 

These two restrictions were included to protect two of the great compromises the Founders made while crafting the Constitution. The free and slave states had agreed to leave the slave trade alone for 20 years, and the big and small states had agreed that the Senate would represent each state equally, regardless of population.     

                                                          
 This compromise, plus the inclusion of a Bill of Rights, led to its official ratification in 1787.  The document above is the Resolution of the Constitutional Convention to ratify the Constitution. It missing ratification from Rhode Island rejected the Constitution under popular referendum in 1788.  However, in 1790, Rhode Island called for a Constitutional Convention and finally ratified the Constitution by a very small margin. 

Resolution from Constitutional Convention Concerning Ratification of the Proposed Constitution

Learn more about the “Amending America” exhibit          

Lost (Avengers x Reader x Loki) Part 1/2

Originally posted by hard-on-for-hiddleston


Warning: Torture and death

Ft: Loki

Request: Hi! Can you write one where Loki kidnaps a teenage girl (14-15) because she has powers like the avatar. He tries using her to get back at the avengers but hurts her when she doesn’t obey. She gets rescued, and then recruited into the avengers and they all love her like a little sister.

A/N: I couldn’t fit it all in one part, but I will write part 2 in a moment. 


You’ve always been seen as the ‘freak’, ‘unnatural’, and just plain old ‘crazy’. No one excepted you, but your foster mom. She was the only one that was kind to you and excepted you. You walk into the kitchen looking for your foster mom, Riley. You see the young late 20 year old woman, in her jeans and old t-shirt. Riley was slaving away cooking dinner for you and the other foster kids. “Hey, Riley!” Riley looks over at you and her face instantly brightens with a smile. 

“Hey there Y/N. How was the walk around the neighborhood today?” Riley asks while putting the pan of potatoes and chicken roast in the oven with ease. You look at her with a frown upon your face. 

“Like the usual. People staring and making snide comments under their breath.” You tell her honestly. She gives you a sad smile as she closes the oven with a push. She shakes her head while bringing a handful of trash to the trash on the other side of the kitchen.

“I’m sorry sweetie. One day they’ll accept you.” She states and goes to throw it away, but notices the overflowing trash. “DANIEL!” Riley yells throughout the house, but there is no answer. 

“He’s not here, he has soccer practice with Brian.” You inform her, which makes her groan in frustration. “Here I’ll take out the trash today.” You state walking over to her kindly and pull up the strings on either side of the trash bag and tie them. You try pulling it out of the trash, but you it wouldn’t separate from the garbage can. You smirk at Riley who scolds you slightly. 

“Y/N…” She warns, but you ignore her. Pushing a gust of wind between the crack of the garbage can and the trash bag. The garbage can flew off hitting the counter. “That power of yours is real useful.” Riley laughs as she grabs another trash bag after setting the trash on the counter. 

“Sure, does.” You state before using the same gust of wind to levitate the bag of trash. “I’ll be back.” You reassure before walking out the door the bag still levitating with your gust of wind. You walk to the backdoor and open it with another gust of wind. The sunset rays fall over the sky making everything have a slight pink tint to it. 

Opening the trashcan, you push the bag of garbage with your gust of wind. You hear something moving and you turn around quickly putting your hands up ready to attack. You hear rustling around the corner, so you move forward. Leaning against the side of the house, you take a deep breath. Jumping quickly you look around the corner to see two squirrels looking at you curiously. You sigh in relief from your slight panic, but that’s when you hear a scream. 

Your heart hammers as you recognize that scream. Running through the backdoor, you turn the sharp corner to see Riley being held against a man’s chest. The man has long black raven hair and was pale with light eyes. He is dressed in leather black, a green silky looking cloth, and gold plating all around his suit. He has a fancy knife held to Riley’s throat as he faced your direction. ”Where is she?” he whispers, like a warning in her ear. 

“I’ll never tell you.” Riley seethes back while she makes eye contact with you. You duck behind a wall, but have a view of the scene unfold. “I know what you want with her, and she’ll never allow that.” Riley seethes between gritted teeth.

“That’s what you think. I have something she’s been looking for her whole life.” The man states still whispering in Riley’s ear. It even sends shivers down your back. 

“What, huh?” Riley asks him still trying to escape. He has a smirk playing on his lips as he leans even closer to Riley’s ear that his lips could be touching her ear lobe. 

“Answers.” He whispers so low that you can barley hear him. That’s when he slides the knife across her throat so fast that if you would’ve blinked you would have missed it. Riley falls to the ground, still alive, but bleeding out. You scream, and use a gust of wind to push the man back on his ass. You run over to Riley holding her to you as she bleeds out. 

“Riley!” You yell out, but she points to her heart then to yours. Right then she closes her eyes and her breathing stops. You cry as you see the only person that has accepted you die to protect you. 

“There you are Y/N.” the man states now behind you. He has a hand on your shoulder. You turn looking at him angrily, you push Riley’s head gently off your lap before standing up and turning to face the man. 

“Who are you? What do you want with me?” you ask him while pushing a force of wind down his throat making him choke. He chokes, but pulls up his right hand and closes his fist. You feel pressure on your throat choking. 

“I am Loki and you are very talented. You will help me destroy those who have wronged me.” He states before throwing you against a wall and knock you out cold. 

~

You open your eyes to be welcomed by the view of the sky. You look around and notice the plain white walls and the only door in the room made of steel. You feel your hands bonded behind you, and try pulling at them, but nothing. “Finally.” You turn to see the man that calls himself Loki. 

“What do you want with me?” You ask him backing away as he comes closer to you. He smirks before stopping in front of you. You look around to see that your in a room that seemed to be on the highest level. The only light the light from above. 

“I want you to help me steal something.” He twirls the knife, that killed Riley, in his hand. He points it at you as you look at him questioningly. 

“What is it?” You ask him as you push yourself up. He smirks at you, but that only sends shivers down your back.

“A machine that will help me rule this earth.” Loki states casually, but you shake your head. 

“I am not going to help you rule this world. Over my dead body.” You seethe and he smirks at you. Suddenly he has the knife to your throat. 

“That can be arranged.” He states, but you just open your neck wider for him.

“Do it. I’ll never help you.” You say through gritted teeth and spit in his face. He scoffs before wiping the spit off his cheek. He glares at you before stabbing your leg. You scream out as you feel the blade in your thigh. 

“Be careful for what you wish for, little girl.” He states removing the blade and wiping the blood on your jeans as you cry from the pain. He turns his back to you and walks out of the room.

~

It’s been a few days now, and Loki has patched up your thigh, but has hurt you again recently for not helping him. This time the blade left a slit on your cheek. You are no longer bleeding, but you feel weak with no food or water in your system. You are asleep with your hands still behind your back when you hear shouting and shooting. You shoot up, which uses all your energy. 

“WHERE IS SHE?” you hear a booming voice yell. You shrink away scared as you hear banging on the steel door. You lay back down and turn towards the wall to act as if you were asleep to maybe steer away the new person coming after you. The door gives in and it slams against the white wall. You close your eyes tightly as you try not to let a whimper fall from your lips.  

“Y/N. It’s okay.” You hear a soft woman’s voice whispers before putting a hand on your shoulder. You turn to your other side shaking as tears fall from your eyes. 

“Who are you?” You ask stumbling over your words slightly. She gently helps you sit up and you hiss in pain from your wounds. She notices them, but doesn’t pay them any attention as she works on the bounds on your wrists. 

“I’m Agent Romanoff from SHIELD. I’m here to save you.” She states freeing your wrists from the bounds. She looks at your thigh to see it’s agitated as fresh blood begins to seep out of it. 

“Romanoff, you got her?” you hear man’s voice ask. You look up to see a man with a very patriotic outfit with shield in hand. 

“She’s hurt and needs medical attention. Can you help me carry her?” Romanoff asks looking behind her at the man. The adrenaline stopping, you feel how week your body really is. You begin to sway slightly before going unconscious. “Y/N! Stay with me!” You hear Romanoff yell, but you were already out.  



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me: i was a victim of pedophilia at the age of 14 by a 20 year old who tried to groom me into a sexual slave for him. he told me i wasnt trans, that being gay is wrong, and that he loved me. shimadacest helps me come to terms with it instead of cutting myself when my emotions get bad, and lets me use my negative past and make it positive in fiction

some anti fuck: your a pedo. and an incest apologist. and a racist. and a homophobe.

slavelevi  asked:

XAVIER BARRETT is a 20 year old HUMAN who is often mistaken for BRANDON FLYNN. HE came to Devilwood as a SLAVE. HE are HOMOFLEXIBLE and into CHOKING, ROUGH SEX, MARKING, but hates BLOOD PLAY, NEEDLES, BATHROOM PLAY. Though known as CLINGY, COMPULSIVE, DISHONEST, HE is also ADAPTIVE, RATIONAL, CONFIDENT. — [BAILEE]] 

welcome to devilwood, xavier barrett!we’re happy to have you. please send in your account within 24 hours or your FC will be reopened!

anonymous asked:

Like you can say that the civil war was about states rights, you could argue that ww2 was about the right of the germans to take back their country that was unfairly (to them) punished for ww1. Of course there were external reasons for both wars and both governments to go to war and we could argue that they werent inherently racist but in the end, the actions they did were racist.

Yup. Fighting for state rights doesn’t make a person racist. The concept of state rights has nothing to do with race.

When General Robert E. Lee surrendered to Ulysses S. Grant, it had been nearly 20 years since Lee owned slaves—he freed his slaves in the late 1840s. In 1856, five years before the Civil War started, he wrote that slavery was “a moral and political evil. - https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/hey-v12n5

I didn’t read this whole page and the language is rather annoying so don’t hold that against me. All that’s to say, it’s important to put a person in context with the history happening around him.

$10 Reward. Absented herself last evening, the slave girl MARY JANE, about 20 years of age, and remarkably white for a slave, but when spoken to has the accent of a negress. It is supposed that she has been enticed away by some white person. The above reward will be paid for her apprehension on application to WILLIAM COLLERTON.

New Orleans, April 17, 1839

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Transgression in Public Spaces: A dialogue between bell hooks and Arthur Jafa

I’m really in line with arthur jafa’s view of 12 years a slave(@20:00)…also what bell hooks says about the lack of invitation to “Belle” is interesting.

Like I feel like tumblr’s reaction to this is so… based outside of the reality of things. People chose to frame the argument as “a cis person is playing a trans person” but they ignore several things:

First of all, Dallas Buyers Club is an indie film with a $5 million dollar budget, and an even smaller marketing budget.

Let me put this in context… To advertise “The Avengers”, Disney paid an estimated $4 million for the 30-second spot during the Superbowl. That is how TINY Dallas Buyers Club’s budget was. More context: Daniel Radcliffe earned $20 million for the final Harry Potter installment. Just him. One actor. 

In comparison, "12 Years a Slave" had a $20 million budget and also had a stellar cast of famous people both black and white. 

So let’s establish the objective reality that “Dallas” simply don’t have the money to promote this movie aggressively. 

Second, it’s not a comedy or an action film, so it’s either going Oscar or broke in the first place, but to get Oscar consideration, they need the “Oscar buzz”. Essentially the film had to rely on the established fan bases of big name stars and the gossip their fame generates in order to be talked about on the internet or in mainstream media. Every time some gossip mag writes an article on Jared or Matthew, they are likely to add “Jared Leto is currently filming ‘Dallas Buyers Club’ in ____ with___” and that generates interest, like people will go online and google “Dallas Buyers Club” and even if they might not be interested in the first place, they might be curious and learn about the people in the movie just by reading the summary. 

Because the reality is that this story is little knownand the majority of people aren’t interested in indie films. For example, my movie budget for an entire year is $100, and a movie is about $10~$13 dollars a ticket depending on if I’m seeing it in 3D or not. That’s about 9/10 movies max in one year… and “Dallas Buyers Club” STILL didn’t make that list. (Might buy it from google play tho if it doesn’t end up on netflix, I’d feel dirty pirating 12 Years a Slave and/or Dallas Buyers Club)

Now my family is pretty well off, solid middle class, no kids yet, so we can afford to set aside $100 just to see movies on top of everything else we want to do (vacationing every year in or out of the country, eating out, saving up for a baby, house renovations, bags shoes makeup etc) Not every other family has this kind of luxury if they don’t place “going to movies” that high on their list of entertainments. With the economy the way they are, maybe they’ll go and see 3~4 blockbusters a year, that’s it. You can’t expect a person to pay $10 out of pocket to see a movie they otherwise have no interest in.

They might go see this movie if they are a fan of McConaughey or Leto, and if someone less famous is casted for it, they simply don’t see the point in paying money to see it. Maybe they’ll pirate it when they saw it nominated for an Oscar, maybe not even that. 

It doesn’t make that person cis scum or transphobic or w/e. That person might be supportive of LGBT issues and votes accordingly, they just simply don’t and shouldn’t have to shell out money to see a movie about an issue that they might not hold so close to their hearts. 

Now, there’s a real issue of an indie movie maker putting in $5 million dollars in a movie and not have it gross more than the budget.

So their only target audience without the stars involved is 2 kinds of people: 

  1. people who cares about AIDS/LGBTQ issues enough to shell out the money to see it.
  2. True film fans who will see movies at film festivals or whatever is generating buzz on Rotten Tomatoes or w/e.

By casting already famous “stars” they are accessing a third target audience: fans of said “stars”. 

People need a earn a living.

Content Creators need to not only earn a living but build capital for their next project.

Just because they are “artists” doesn’t mean they have to adhere to a “moral high ground” according to tumblr sjw and then earn barely scraps to get by.

Before anyone say “they could have did _____ and still earned money”… let me tell you a wise Chinese meme that basically means “it’s easier to criticize the swimming technique of a drowning man when you are sitting on the shore" 

If the content creator had casted some little known actors: a male lead with AIDS, a transgender person for the supporting role… etc, but the movie didn’t do as well financially because of the lack of exposure, the critics are not the one bearing the financial responsibilities.  

In fact, Matthew McConaughey was paid an upfront fee in the low six figures (under $200,000) and I can only imagine Jared Leto earned way, way less. If you consider the publicity they bring to the film, budgetary wise, the movie is actually earning money by casting those two because they are getting back more than they paid the two in publicity well before awards season. The film gets free publicity and the actor takes a pay-cut to participate in a film that will better their career, it’s a mutually beneficial situation. 

Sometimes casting decision is not based on talent. 

Sometimes a casting decision is based on a complex equation of talent, connections with the right people, and the math of the monetary reward of their fame converted to publicity. 

Nobody should be saying "trans actors/actresses are just not as talented.” No. You asshole. Stop.

However, nobody should be trying to justify casting decisions only based on an argument of talent when the reality is that it’s much more complicated than that. 

If the director had a choice of two actors wanting the part. 

One actor is talented enough for the part and super famous, he will get invites to all the talk shows to promote the film, all the gossip papers will follow him while he’s doing the film, his fans will pay money to see the film.

One actor is just as, if not more talented. And for whatever life experiences, more fitting for the part, but nobody outside of a certain circle knows about him.

If I was a small time filmmaker and wanted a film made, after having to suck a dozen dicks (figuratively speaking… or literally, who the fuck knows) to scrape together five million dollars, I would chose the famous actor in a heartbeat.

The financial risk is exactly why television are way ahead of film in terms of representation and inclusion of social minorities in leading roles. It’s way cheaper to produce TV shows, and they could introduce a __whatever__ character, and if ratings drop, they have the option of writing the character off, if rating stays, they keep the character and the character develops. If it wasn’t from the get go, it gets cancelled. Shows get cancelled every season, networks recover, but it’s harder for smaller film production companies to bounce back from a loss, while larger film companies are risk averse because they have shareholders. Television also benefits from getting feedback in real time and can attempt to take risks and innovate from season to season.

Financial risk is the reason we’ve seen Disney Channel create a strong black female lead (that’s so raven) before they ever created a black princess movie.

Financial risk is the reason we’ve seen Disney Channel debut their first-ever lesbian couple but we probably won’t see queer representation never mind a lead in a Disney film. 

I really find the complete lack of understanding of financial risk extremely toxic to any kind of productive dialogue…

Like if sjw want representation, then reblog all the shows with GOOD REPRESENTATION. WATCH IT ON TV AND DON’T FUCKING PIRATE IT (unless you are in like Australia or something, in which case buy the damn DVD. If the issue is important enough for you, you should be able to budget a monetary support somehow. It’s easy for anyone with a keyboard to say they support this and that, and harder to actually donate to the cause). Support indie film makers as in see their films with actual money. SUPPORT KICKSTARTERS. No matter how much everyone whines on the internet, if there’s no money to be made, it’s not getting made.

I will never understand sjw who complains about poor representation and then turns around and pirate a show or movie that is diverse. If you don’t have cable, fine, but if you are a “nielsen family” (it means the cable counts what you watch), watch the damn thing or stream the show (which is free!) from the ACTUAL NETWORK’S WEBSITE.

You are on tumblr, so clearly you have internet access, SHOW content producers your support when they are doing something right!

But none of the sjw blogs I’ve came across ever talks about stuff like that, all they do is whine or distort the context of the representation they do have, or trivialize the role and then say it’s not enough.

Example, in Agents of SHIELD, the main character Skye is played by a mixed race actress, Chinese and some shade of white. The sjw loves to either conveniently ignore that or say the show never talks about her being part Chinese.

However, in the episode that reveals her background, she was explicitly told that she was discovered in a village in China, her heritage is not paraded around like that’s all she is, it came up when it was relevant to the story, and Culson and May didn’t make a big deal out of it. May didn’t go like “so I guess we are both Chinese”, and Skye wasn’t suddenly shown as something “exotic” and “foreign”. She is still Skye.

Or when it was revealed on Arrow that Black Canary is bi. Nobody batted a lash and treated her differently, she never came out and said “I’m bi”, nor did she have to explain to the other characters that she’s not “suddenly a lesbian”.

I’ve seen sjw talk about the show “Almost Human” and how Dorian is a “sidekick”… like he’s a main fucking character okay?! It’s possible to have two main characters okay?! Stop fucking invalidating Dorian’s importance in the series/plot by saying he’s a “sidekick” because he’s a fucking main character okay? (also he’s a cute bb and you should watch the show.)

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Benedict Cumberbatch interviewed by Style (n. 1-2 january/february 2014), magazine of Corriere della Sera newspaper.

UPDATE:

For everyone who can’t understand italian I translate the interview. (please let me now if something sounds odd, it’s since high school that I don’t translate such a long text and my english is a bit rusty)

Magazine cover: Benedict Cumberbatch. Change life: an actor’s art.

page 51: Benedict Cumberbatch. Very british (I know, sounds a lot like the doge meme XD). He changed face and personality to interpret Julian Assange, the man who changed the rules and relationships in the world with his revelations. He is the coolest actor of the moment, for elegance, aristocratic charm, beauty changeable. And transformation. «I flee to change the routine. A year in a Tibetan monastery. Silence and English lessons»

page 52: «IN LIFE IS ESSENTIAL TO KNOW HOW TO REMOVE ANCHORS TO HABITS»

page 53-55: He is considered a master of transformation. A true artist in changing private life. As well as the characters he portrays. From the most iconic of detectives, Sherlock Holmes (in the last english TV series), in that kind of digital detective who is Julian Assange in The Fifth Estate. To Khan, the villan of the last Star Trek, Into Darkness, the sinister dragon (which lends facial expressions and, in the original, even the deep baritone voice), which gives the title to The Desolation of Smaug, the last chapter of The Hobbit saga. And then, even the actor in more mature films whitch could all wins Oscars: Catholic landowner and slaveholder, oscillating between pity and sadism, in the already praised 12 years a slave (in theaters from February 20); mentally unstable member of a disrupted family in August: Osage County with Meryl Streep and Chris Cooper (from February 6). So many different characters, only one face: the modern and aristocratic one of Benedict Cumberbatch, 37, englishman moved to Hollywood, one of the most popular actors at the time because of its elegant transformation. In his England where, thanks to Sherlock enjoys immense popularity, he is a reassuring presence for the charity events of prince Charles. Thanks to its style made of impeccably cut dresses, regimental ties or silk in shades of gray and worn elegance shoes. Plus a charm typical of certain characters that you meet in the pages of Evelyn Waugh or Julian Fellowes, Anglo-Saxon high society style. But in spite of the ancestors whorty Downtown Abbey is one of the faces of most contemporary cinema: rangy, ductile eclectic, able to embody the good and the bad, but most notably in trouble with the ugly. Cumberbatch looks in between the boy and the mature young man, away from the excesses and able to keep their emotions hidden, he is son of artists: the family, with strong theatrical traditions, has always supported his natural talent for acting (albeit with some invitation to graduate in Law). Even if you ask him how it ended its long relationship with actress Olivia Poulet, he avoid answering with British snobbery: “I do not like talking about myself, thank you. I had a serene childhood and adolescence, but introspection is in my nature. Talk about me to strangers it’s hard, I usually disappear behind my characters or litt run away ”

Where do you flee, mr Cumberbatch?

My last time I went with few, trusted friends on the Himalaya and I confirm that I spent a whole year in a place of silence and culture in a Tibetan monastery where I taught English.

You became Assange in The Fifth Estate: a character among the most topical and controversial.

When I am stimulated I give myself unreservedly. I feel admiration for what Assange tried to do to and his consistency; I support protests against cuts to culture in the UK and sending troops to Iraq. and then sometimes I have fun to embody the mysterious types, radicals and spies.

You graduated from the prestigious University of Manchester and London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art. What was your favorite subject?

Literature: I always found who knows how to translate the clarity or cluodiness of the ideas in enlightening words. Panting and film came soon after.

What is your favourite film? There is a director with whom you’d like to act in particular?

Among colleagues I have a great admiration for Gary Oldman and Daniel Day Llewis. Lawrence of Arabia is my film par excellence. It has everything, adventure, a good script able to project into the present, spendid and complex human portraits. My cinematographic imagination has been shaped forever by this great show, its actors, Peter O'Toole and Omar Sharif, by its wide open and limitless spaces and at the same time with limits and historical meanings, in which the film of David Lean was set. With the doubts of Hamlet, which I brought to the theater, this great film show is one of my references for an ideal world of entertainment that is culture.

Among directors, from which one would you like to be sign up?

I would be thrilled to be chosen by Paul Thomas Anderson: his films give something strong and true to the audience, and Martin Scorsese, who has a deep passion and knowledge of cinema. There is a sort of musical rhythm in all of his works.

What music do you prefer?

One that can translate into notes a thought, a state of mind. Just as I’m interested in painting that knows how to be read. There are some bands that I follow, like Radiohead.

How you spend a typical day of yours?

I do a job that takes away the anchors to habits. An example? We shot 12 years a slave mostly in New Orleans: a charming place, even disturbing and gothic. Although I often shut myself in the hotel, I was seized by this strong film and the history that I felt around.

You love to travel. Which of the places where you have shot a film was impressed in your memory?

I’ve played August: Osage County in Oklahoma and Nebraska, in the middle of nowhere, with streets that were lost and an old house that seemed out of a painting by Edward Hooper. It had created a curious intimacy between us as actors: Meryl Streep, the great Chris Cooper, Julia Roberts, Juliette Lewis, Edwan McGregor. Even the small towns not far from the sets in the two Countries seemed as empty appearances, lost in the streets of America. Moreover, in these places often I lack the energy that London can give me; ah, I will never take permanent residence in Hollywood or Los Angeles.

Do you usually use your computer, smartphone or internet?

No, I don’t. But I find fascinating the parallel realities of cyberspace. The film about Assange has also represented a time of study and knowledge. After that, the books of J.R.R. Tolkien stimulate me more fantasies and mental journeys.

You have attended Catholic schools. Did they form or condition you?

I would not say that, and in a more mature age I chose the pacification also made of silences of Buddhism, though I do not practice any religious doctrine.

Even in Star Trek there is a form of longing for religion…

I prefer the word spirituality, I always liked Star Trek because it goes beyond life, as director JJ Abrams always says, a true visionary.

Be honest: do you like most Sherlock Holmes, the detective often depressed Baker Street or Dr. Watson, who loved women, playing cards and drinking?

They seem complementary to me: Holmes is an outsider, Watson the nicest. I like them both, they are two literary creatures of eternal fascination as Victorian England.

«THE FEMALE WORLD TODAY IS OVERPOPULATED BY MODELS. I PREFER TRUE AND STRAIGHFOWARD WOMEN»

Do you think you have an Anglo-Saxon elegance?

I prefer classic dresses in men, but I’m comfortable in jeans and sweaters, and yes, I am convinced that the style of a person will reveal at least part of his/her character. Sometimes I wear shaved or ribs velvet suits, suitable for all hours; I could never pose as a model. I would feel absolutely ridiculous.

Do you consider yourself a snob or a elitist?

In some aspects yes, especially if I chat with someone who does not grasp the things I’m talking about. There is a difference between the words elitist and aristocratic. I prefer the first.

What do you ask in a friendship?

Energy, availability, advice if I need it and sincerity. Meryl Streep on the set of August: Osage County has proved to be an extraordinary and potential friend and a woman with a genuine, strong femininity.

What do you value most in a woman?

The ability to be herself, with spontaneity and without superstructures. The female world today is overpopulated by models.

The same can also be applied to men…

That’s true, today virility is showed off. Too much, which, in my opinion, hides fragility and insecurity.

How do you deal with the vanity that every actor has, even if he pretends that it is not so?

Reading, traveling, studying, being interested in the world. Usually I buy two newspapers, trying to avoid the ones that trample and manipulate reality through stereotypes, the exasperation of consumerism and the morbid hunting revelation about privacy of others.

Be a quick-change artis on the screen has changed some of your attitudes or habits?

Being an actor is a job of continuous adaptations and transformations. Due to these characteristics frees you from a lot of filth habit. On the other hand, I love the routine of walking to London, to feel free from any label, be Benedict Cumberbatch and nothing else.

My Top 20 Films of 2013

This was a really hard list to do. It didn’t feel fair to rank these movies when they are from all different genres, but I do enjoy making these lists and it’s a great way to wrap up this really great year for film.

I don’t leave a reason for why each film is on the film because I want anyone reading who hasn’t seen one of the movies here to go into watching it open minded. There was a lot of incredible independent films that came out this year that should be watched.

These are 20 movies that I thought stood out the most for me. Honourable mentions will be at the bottom of the list. Enjoy!

20. Computer Chess

19. This is the End

18. Frances Ha

17. The Wolf of Wall Street

16. Spring Breakers

15. The Kings of Summer

14. The Way, Way, Back

13. Blue is the Warmest Color

12. Blue Jasmine

11. Inside Llewyn Davis

10. The Spectacular Now

9. 12 Years a Slave

8. Gravity

7. Drinking Buddies

6. Fruitvale Station

5. The Place Beyond the Pines

4. Before Midnight

3. Mud

2. Short Term 12

1. Her

Honourable mentions: Dallas Buyers Club, Wrong, The Act of Killing, Enough Said, Upstream Color and of course, Sharknado.

Movie I wish I got to see before making this list: Nebraska.

I’ll be writing reviews for 2014 released films I see. I also have plans to open up my own Film Website sometime this year with some help. 

Do you agree or disagree with this list? I’d like to hear what you thought was your favourite movies of 2013 were.

Top 20 Movies of 2013
  1. Her
  2. 12 Years A Slave.
  3. Inside Llewyn Davis
  4. Kings of Summer
  5. The Worlds End
  6. The Spectacular Now
  7. Frances Ha
  8. Mud
  9. Blackfish
  10. Short Term 12
  11. This is The End
  12. Side Effects
  13. The Wolf of Wall Street
  14. Blue Jasmine
  15. The Place Beyond The Pines
  16. Prince Avalanche
  17. Stoker
  18. Dallas Buyers Club
  19.  American Hustle
  20. Prisoners 
Bearsnakes: A History

It all started when I was 4 years old.

It was my first Halloween as a reasonably conscious being who had the volition to make his own choices about what to wear. My mom casually asked me what I wanted to be for Halloween, no doubt expecting a normal answer.

“A bearsnake!” I replied  

“…What?”

“A bearsnake.”

“Honey, I have no idea what a bearsnake is.”

“I want to be a bearsnake!" 

"How about a gorilla or a prince or a -”

“BEARSNAKE!”

*Sigh* “So what exactly is a bearsnake?”

“Well… A bear, and a snake of course.”

And so, after hours of motherly toiling and sewing - oh, the things moms do for us kids! - this was created:

Look how ridiculously smug I look in that costume. I totally knew I had totally gotten my way on this one. Getting my mom to make a crazy costume: success!

Me and my mom still have that outfit to this day.

I went to school, proudly showed off my bearsnake costume to friends (who all, of course, asked what I was and I smiled and said, “A bearsnake!”) and that was that. That was my fourth Halloween.

Flash forward about 20 years. 

Everyone is connected. It’s oddly fun to show all of your friends snapshots from your childhood. And, rummaging through old pictures around Halloween, I found that one of me as a bearsnake. I posted it on Facebook with the story.

I did not expect what happened next.

My friends adored the picture and started up quite a long thread talking about it. Conversation continued. Questions ensued. People wondered if I still owned the costume.

Then my birthday (AKA Gavincon) happened. 

My incredible friend Mel drew this: (Which now sits framed prominently above my fireplace, I might add)  

There are many great things about this picture. You may note the alot (of Hyperbole and a Half fame) striking the same pose as one of Magic: the Gathering’s Grizzly Bears. You might even spot the TARDIS sneakily hidden in the background.

But more than anything: Bearsnake, brought to life, front and center.

Of all coincidences, my mom was at Gavincon and present when this was revealed to me - and she could hardly believe it! The costume she had slaved away on 20 years earlier had suddenly made a resurgence. 

And that was just a harbinger of things to come.

Soon my friend Elise handmade a bearsnake plushie for me as a gift: 

 

And another of friend of mine crafted one out of clay!

And, of course, I’ve taken to positioning these various bearsnake totems around my house in various… scenes, shall we say.

Here’s where you can spot these two currently:

Run stegosaurus, run for your life!

And then, of course, there are constant references online.

Of the latest batch, you may have seen this photo taken of me at the Cliffs of Moher in Ireland. This version has been appropriately altered to reflect the quest I’m actually on out there:

Hey, I’d certainly play it.

When it comes to the zodiac calendar, for me 2014 was the year of the bearsnake.

Somehow, in just one year, something which was some random part of my past created by 4-year old me became relevant again.

And you know what? I’m glad life is like that sometimes.

People ask me all the time: When will bearsnakes show up in Magic?

Well, we don’t do vanity cards. I’m not just going to get a bearsnake made by snapping my fingers and without a good reason.

But I will say this: as a Magic designer, someday when I lead a Magic set I’m going to put in a bear snake creature or two. Creative will almost certainly change them… But maybe they won’t. Maybe, just maybe, bearsnake will make it all the way in a fashion I could have never even imagine.

We’ll see.

But most importantly to everyday life, I think back to that original Bearsnake. Back when I was 4. Back to something I said that reflects a mindset I still have 20 years later.

My mom told me at one point while discussing the idea, “Bearsnakes don’t exist - you know that, right?”

“Well, they should.” I replied, nodding. “Let’s make one.”

Targeted in Baltimore by: Dale Beran

Peaceful protesters have been pleading their case against police brutality for months in Baltimore. I kept hearing people say, “Baltimore is not Ferguson,” meaning, I suppose, that we do not repress our issues of wealth and racial disparity or deny them. Baltimore, after all, has been a city in recovery for half a century now. For my entire life, it has been trying to lift itself up from reeling blows — the loss of manufacturing jobs, the civil rights riots, and the forty years of white flight which followed.

In a unique arrangement, Baltimore is literally split into two cities, one rich and one poor, one white and affluent, the other primarily black and destitute. I’m not speaking metaphorically. It is a political arrangement, another racist legacy of the 19th century. Confusingly, Baltimore is divided into two counties: Baltimore County and Baltimore City. Wealthy Baltimore County does not share its tax revenue with poorer Baltimore City. City services — public schools in particular — languish, separate but unequal.

The marches broke into violence for the first time on April 25th. Though it’s unclear exactly what happened, we know that white people, reveling around Camden Yards stadium during an Orioles game, began resentfully baiting, heckling and even punching the protesters.

It is strange to me that no one to my knowledge has yet mentioned a bizarre historical coincidence: that the last riot that broke out on that street corner (Pratt and Camden Yards) turned into the first battle of the Civil War. It occurred on the same day Freddie Gray died in Baltimore police custody, April 19th. That’s also the anniversary of the first battles of the Revolutionary War, Lexington and Concord.

In 1861, President Lincoln had called in troops from the north to defend the District of Columbia. Southern states had just seceded, furious Lincoln might abolish slavery. As troops changed trains in Baltimore at Camden Yards, a riot broke out. Resentful, racist, pro-Confederate Baltimore citizens baited the Union soldiers, hurled bricks at them and killed a few. Their first target was the only black man they could find: a soldier with a Pennsylvania artillery company named Nicholas Biddle.

Some history books refer to Biddle as a “servant” because blacks couldn’t serve in the army, though in all other senses he was a soldier; he was in uniform and had trained with his company for 20 years. Born a slave in the south, Biddle decided to return to defend the United States. He was the first man to shed blood in the civil war, though his name is largely forgotten.

Baltimore County has a beautiful public park called — I swear to god — “Robert E. Lee Park,” but no monuments or memorials to Biddle.

I suspect no one has noted this historical conjunction because Camden Yards isn’t known for these extraordinary events. Rather, it’s famous as an early victory in urban renewal — part of a growing constellation of buildings and construction projects meant to reverse white flight and bring suburban money back into the urban areas abandoned by whites in the latter half of the 20th century. That is to say, it’s known as a success story for attracting white people.

Meanwhile, poor black areas to the west and east that make up the majority of the city still languish… as they have for half a century.

And indeed, the whites came, spent their money on beer and clashed with protesters, as though all of the history the city had failed to confront, its centuries long legacy of racial discrimination, were echoing back from obscurity. Forgotten events were repeating themselves — a variation in a familiar arrangement. The bricks came again on Monday, and then the federal troops poured in. The same tired themes. America’s bad dream, recurring until Baltimore and the nation confronts its past.

Standing outside Mondawmin mall last Monday afternoon, I saw with my own eyes, more or less what you saw on TV from the perspective of the helicopter: angry children hurling bricks at long lines of police officers in riot gear as they surrounded their neighborhood.

The police had blocked off both ends of the street and were standing in military formation — a black-clad phalanx. It was an absurdly disproportionate response to problems I deal with every day as a Baltimore City school teacher. It seemed to me like the city could have just called in a handful of teachers, school administrators and parents to deal with students shoplifting at the mall.

At one point, I got heckled by the upset and excited kids.

I looked up at them, trying to see if I recognized any of their faces.

Being a teacher feels like (in the words of John Updike) “shouting out to the flotilla of the young as they slide in the fatal morass of the world — its dwindling resources, its disappearing freedoms, its merciless advertisements.”

I am a daily witness to an endless procession of brilliant shining souls, who, like all of us, are “impaled live upon the pin of consciousness, fixed upon self-advancement and self-preservation.” But unlike most of us, they are given so little it’s hard for them to figure out even what’s missing.

It’s been my job to fix that, to teach them modes of expression, understanding, to give them a voice. But I have been failing because there are too many — hundred, thousands, a multitude — streaming past. All of them, who need so much you might as well call it everything.

The reason for this is not because their communities have failed them. Their communities are working much harder than I am.

I didn’t recognize any of the boys who wanted to steal my bicycle. I felt stupid, naive for even looking. So many are not even in school at all.

It’s why they have no language to express their indignation. They don’t know about the books and words that describe their situation. The only reference points available — the only thing American society cares to want them to know — is consumerist popular culture.

Major news outlets reported the teens were inspired by a two star movie starring Ethan Hawke.

And indeed the idea for a “purge” did exist among the students, at least in the form of an Instagram flyer. The plan, if it was ever real, was for a sort of Saturnalia, I suppose, where the existing social order that pins them in their cramped little space briefly disappears. In a way, it was a beautifully naive fantasy, a child’s fantasy.

But I learned later from fellow teachers that the police had wanted to believe in it more than anyone else. In fact, they had made it come true. Panicking at the rumors, they caparisoned themselves in riot gear and marched on the teens just as they were leaving school.

“That neighborhood was doing so well. It just got that Target,” the news lady narrating the helicopter footage said. The footage showed teens streaming out of the Target store at Mondawmin mall to escape the police.

Ironically, Target had become just that for those whose lives were targets — targets for the police, but also targets of the Targets of the world — people who our society fails to educate and so traps in low income jobs and consumerism. How could she think what those kids needed in that neighborhood — a neighborhood that had been so gutted by the boom and bust of capital — was another Target?

There is a story my Baltimore high school teacher told me: A man is riding through a country estate and sees a number of arrows shot very precisely into the bulls-eye of targets all about the property.

“What an incredible marksman the lord of this estate must be!” the visitor remarks to the servant guiding him up to the manor house.

“That depends on when the lord make me paint the targets,” the servant replies, “before or after the shot.”

Now that the missiles have been flung in Baltimore, hopefully America will take the opportunity to redraw its targets.

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anonymous asked:

what´s your fav movie of 2013

top 20

  1. Her
  2. The Wolf of Wall Street
  3. 12 Years a Slave
  4. La Grande Bellezza
  5. Inside Llewyn Davis
  6. Nebraska
  7. Le Passè
  8. Gloria
  9. Wadjda
  10. Short Term 12
  11. The Stories We Tell
  12. No
  13. Much Ado About Nothing
  14. Dallas Buyers Club
  15. The Act of Killing
  16. Lore
  17. Like Someone in Love
  18. Beyond The Hills
  19. Before Midnight
  20. Fruitvale Station