Noam Chomsky is the voice of the current generation. Many people discovered him as he showed up at a teach in at Occupy Wall Street, and a new generation found a voice who corporate media has ignored. He is right, both parties serve the monied class and it is not the democracy we were raised to believe we live in, it is an oligarchy. Share if you agree.
[TUTORIAL] Morrigan Aensland’s Bat Wings (on the head)
Hello everyone! Today I’m posting a tutorial about how I made Morrigan Aensland’s bat wings (the little ones on the head). I did them as an experiment, because I won’t wear her classic outfit soon. The result quite satisfied me.
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What you’ll need: - craft foam, or eva foaam, 2mm thick - baling wire, 4-5mm thick - baling wire, 2-3mm thick - baling wire, the thickest one you can get - drill machine - pincers - nipper - scissors and nail scissors - hot glue - paper (for the patterns) and markers/permanent markers - scotch tape - acrilic colors (for the wings: dark purple, lilac, burgundy, white and black; for the hairband: emerald green, white and black, according to the color of the wig you have) - vinyl glue with a little bit of water - two paintbrushes, a big one and a little one (for the details only) - fimo air (or another clay that hardens in air, not in oven) - newspaper sheets - a spray bottle of opaque clear varnish - headbands, a thick one
Step 1: Draw your pattern of the wings, taking inspiration from a drawing that you want to imitate. I’ve decided to refer to this one. After tracing the contours of your wings, marking the bones, cut. You could use a single pattern for both right and left wing, just as I did, or create two differents ones.
Step 2: Create the skeleton with the baling wires, imitating as much as possible your pattern. Use the pincers and the nipper. For the external base: use the 4-5mm baling wire (green one); for the internal bones: use the 2-3mm baling wire (grey one). Stick together the baling wires with hot glue, just as my picture shows, after tighten them with the tinnest baling wire you get, in order to strenghten the structure. If one wire is longer than another, cut it with pincers. If you want to be sure you did a good job, do this: before using the hot glue, attack the skeleton to the pattern, using scotch tape. It will help you to do the right amendments (moving the bailing wires in the correct position, calculating where to glue them, etc.) I recomend you to leave a little bit of baling wire out of the hot glue zone. It’s the place where you’ll insert your white claw/horn.
Step 3: Take your foam and cut some little strips, pretty long ones. These little strips will be the “skin” which cover the baling wires, the bones of your skeleton. How to calculate the length of the strings: measure the length of each baling wire (the external and the internal ones), add 2 centimeters and you’ll obtain the needed length. Example: if the green one, the external baling wire, is about 10cm long, for the little string you’ll need 10 cm + 2/3 cm. The width of the strings must be less than 1,5 cm: you risk to not cover well the baling wires, cutting extra foam for nothing. For the claw: cut a rectangle of foam – or a similiar shape – that can cover all of the glue. Leave out the baling wire I suggested to not cut off before. Wrap the strings and rectangle around the baling wires, and use some hot glue to stick them together. When the glue is cold, if you need to refine the contours, use a drill machine or nail scissors.
Step 4: Again, take your craft foam or eva foam. Put on the pattern (or patterns) that you’ve made at the beginning, and trace the contours. Draw the pattern of each wing. Cut and you have the parts you’ll glue behind the skeleton. This is the purple “skin” of your wings. Glue it behind the skeleton. Cut the excess, what you don’t need, or adjust the shape with the help of your drill machine or nail scissors (do this only once the glue is cooled down).
Step 5: For the horn/claw, take your fimo air or clay you’ve decided to use. Create a shape similiar to the Morrigan’s claw. Insert it in the extra baling wire. Mold it if needed. When the clay hardens, you won’t risk to see the claw falling down of your wings. Follow the instructions of the clay’s package, the ones that exlains the cooling process. If you feel with your fingers that the clay is still soft, let it dry again. Avoid the normal fimo, or a clay that hardens with warm, it would be hard to let it dry. I tell you this because I did this mistake, and I risked to burn down the two horns. HAHAHAHAH But with a great amount of patience, I did it anyway.
Step 6: Painting time! First of all, take a little bit of vinyl glue and add to it a drop of water. A fresh coat of vinyl glue all over the wing is ok. For the purple part of the wings, I’ve used a mixture of dark purple, lilac, burgundy, white and black. I don’t remember the exact proportions I used, because I did it intuitively, trying to recreate the colour I’ve had in my mind with many experiments. For bones and wings’ back I’ve used black colour. For the horn/claw I used white one. I suggest you to begin with the “purple part” of the wings, with a big paintbrush; then you could paint the bones, the horn and at least the back. In order to not make any mess, paint one part of the wings at a time. Two fresh coat of paint, on each part of them. Have patience and let the acrilic colour dry. When the colour has dried out perfectly, go in a open place and use your opaque clear varnish. Be fast when you’re doing this, do not focus on a single point: you risk to create unpleasant spots on the wings. Leave it dry for a night, if you can. Use your spray bottle 2 times. P.S. If you want to adjust something with the drill machine, do it before the painting process. You risk to take off the acrilic colour and do it all over again (I did this mistake ).
Step 7: In order to attack the wings to the wig, I suggest a very thick headband: it could support the weight of the wings and, mostly, of the claw. It offers more security and stability. Before this, cover the headband with papersheets and vinyl glue (it’s unnecessary if you don’t want to paint it, though). Try to mold the extra green baling wire into a solid circular shape. I’ve made it just like the picture shows. It will be the “support structure”, the connection zone between wings and hairband. Help yourself with a nipper. I’ve covered the support structure with the thinnest baling wire I had, in a really tight manner, for a major support. Then I’ve set it with more hot glue and left to harden again. Cut off the remaining bailing wire. P.S. Those cracks you see in the black part of the wing, near to the headband, were made by simply folding the foam. Folding it, the acrilic colour shatters. In my opinion this gives a more realistic effect to the wings, but you’re free to not doing so.
Step 8: Wrap the headband with paperprints and vinyl glue. First use your vinyl glue, then attack paperprints on it and, at the end, use another level of vinyl glue. Use two layers of paperprints. When everything has dried out, paint the whole headband with the colour of your wig. I’ve used a mixture of emerald green and white. I’ve tried to get closer as much as possible to my wig colour, so I suggest you to paint the headband with the wig next to you. First: colour with black acrilic paint there where the wings are sticked to the headband. Second: colour the rest with the emerald-white mixture. Do it two times, and then spray the opaque clear varnish.
And here, finally, the result!
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When Showtime’s “Shameless” returns for its eighth season, the South Side of Chicago is going to be feeling the changes from the new presidential administration – most specifically in the form of anti-immigration ICE raids that hit businesses like Patsy’s Pies where Fiona (Emmy Rossum), Lip (Jeremy Allen White), and Veronica (Shanola Hampton) are working.
“We live in a world in which everybody is talking about what’s happening,” says executive producer John Wells. “I have very liberal tendencies, but the one thing you can say about what is happening is it’s started a conversation. There is a conversation in America about ‘Who are we? Who do we want to be? How did we get so separate? Why are we not talking to each other?’ And we try and go right at it.”
Though “Shameless” has always told its stories through a satirical, skewed lens, at its heart it has focused on a group of siblings just trying to raise themselves and get by in a world with limited financial means. In a way, that has been a mirror for America as a whole. As Wells put it at PaleyFest’s Fall TV Preview, “The reality is that it is very difficult in America to bring yourself up by your bootstraps. We have an American mythology of meritocracy, but that meritocracy has become more and more difficult. It doesn’t function the way that we’d like to pretend that it functions.”
The Gallaghers have fought and clawed for seven seasons to try to climb up from the bottom of society, and this eighth season promises to continue that pattern. The question of whether you can “unshackle yourself from a lifetime of certain kinds of behavior” Wells says is a central theme to the eighth season. “A lot of Fiona’s story this year – and Lip and Frank’s, too – is about trying to better yourself and how much pressure there is and how difficult it is to actually do that.”
But the Gallagher clan is still struggling to deal with the death of their mother, Monica (Chloe Webb), who they buried in the seventh season finale. Her presence will still loom large over many of them, most notably Frank (William H. Macy), who spent the immediate days after her death smoking his cut of the meth she left her family — a dubious inheritance for all of them. With one rock left, the show finds him in the season eight premiere ready to let go of his period of mourning and move on to make amends with all whom he’s wronged and actually make something of his life.
“I don’t want to frighten you, but Frank shaves,” Macy tells Variety. “He has a credit card; he buys a car; he gets a job. But he’s been so loaded for so long, he’s a little bit crazy when he first comes back. And he is devastated by the loss of Monica. The ghost of Monica will live on and on and on, especially for Frank.”
The ghost of Monica will also live on for Ian (Cameron Monaghan), who shared a bond with his mother given their bi-polar disorder. Out of all of the Gallagher kids, he was not only the one who seemed to understand Monica best but also genuinely care for her. “Ian is struggling. He’s sort of surprised by it, but she was sort of his touchstone, and they were very close at times,” Wells says. “It reverberates for Ian throughout the course of the season. The death of a parent, even an estranged parent, sets off a lot of waves. There’s a lot of things you can’t say that you wish you had said and things you wish had happened that you can’t experience now.”
But don’t expect all of the Gallaghers to be wallowing in grief. Past seasons have seen them engaging in various degrees of destructive behavior to distract from their situation, but now they’ve all grown up enough to learn the best thing is to actually prioritize taking care of themselves. For Fiona, this comes in the form of fixing up the apartment building she bought to rent out units. “It’s a big learning curve for her, but I think she’s really finding her footing as an adult. We’re seeing a more mature Fiona,” Rossum says.
And while Fiona buried her inherited bag of meth in her mother’s casket last season, the rest of the kids give theirs to Carl (Ethan Cutkosky) to sell. Lip “invests [the windfall] in himself – literally and figuratively,” White says. “He gives it to Professor Youens [Alan Rosenberg] to pay him back for putting him in rehab. This year really is about Lip trying to get healthy and get a handle on his disease. School and education and his love life are taking a backseat to his sobriety.”
That ends up pulling him apart from his siblings, who are all attempting to move on with their lives in their own ways. “I think all of the characters at this point have all grown up so much that while in the middle of the show, they really relied on one another,” says White, “now they’re all getting to the point where they have to be a healthy sort of selfish where they take care of themselves first, ahead of the others.”
Having “gotten the hang” of motherhood, Debbie (Emma Kenney) is juggling multiple jobs and welding classes so she can potentially join a union and give her child a more stable life. “This season she’s determined and motivated. She’s a responsible person, and she’s putting all of that into being the best mother possible,” Kenney says.
So they’re all swearing off significant others – for now. Despite wanting to rekindle with Sierra (Ruby Modine), Lip has to have at least six months of sobriety under him before he can think of a relationship, and Ian is still single after running out on Trevor (Elliot Fletcher) to briefly rekindle his relationship with Mickey (Noel Fisher), who fled to Mexico as a fugitive. (“He’s still in Mexico,” Wells says of Mickey’s whereabouts this season.) Fiona also swears off casual hook-ups. “She’s going to have to find a different kind of relationship with a very different person,” Rossum says.
But despite the Gallaghers being distracted with their own issues, Wells notes that the core of the show will always be the family. “When the kids were growing up, there were these moments of the family holding onto each other just for survival so they don’t drown, but then they reach an age where they could take care of themselves and should take responsibility for themselves, so it becomes a question of ‘How much do you separate?‘” he says. “Uniquely in these kinds of families, the survival instinct to be together is really strong. They’ve survived together, and being in the foxhole bond is great.”
Annabeth is on her fourth attempt of reading the same paragraph when she hears the front door of the apartment bang open and then closed again.
“Percy?” she calls out.
“Hi,” he calls back, sounding tired.
She’s in their bedroom, having collapsed there an hour ago and decided to tackle her reading for class tomorrow. Safe to say she has made little progress. This is, in part, due to her mind wandering back to the calc test she’d had this morning. The rest of her is just staring at the page wishing that the lines would stop moving around so she could read them. She’s grateful when Percy slumps into the room, giving her a real excuse to put the book down and stare at something else for a while.
Percy looks like a zombie, shuffling around, removing his shoes, rubbing at his face and his hair as if he can remove the tiredness that stains him that way.
“How was the presentation?” she asks him.
He mumbles, “Mmf. I don’t know. Horrible. I don’t wanna talk about it.”
After he has slowly and angrily dumped his bag in the corner and thrown his jacket over the back of the desk chair, he finally looks at her. His gaze falls and stops on her bare legs, crossed together on top of the covers. Annabeth waits patiently, her eyebrows rising towards her hairline
Rewatched Over The Garden Wall last night and it’s just really good for me, especially when viewing The Beast as a metaphor for depression. Cause like, the more influence he gets over people the more they isolate themselves: Wirt lashing out at Greg, Greg going out alone, The Woodsman living in near solitude. And when The Beast has Greg he gives him cool sounding, impossible tasks to drain his hope (get the sun into this teacup, etc.). When Wirt finds Greg in The Unknown, The Beast has him beating himself up over stealing the rock, and has Wirt ready to live a hopeless life as lantern-bearer because of his mistakes. The Beast wants you alone, The Beast wants you to try impossible things and fail, The Beast wants you to never forgive yourself. Seeing this reminds me of what to watch out for in my own behaviour, in my own battle with depression. Reaching out to people who care about me, patiently setting realistic goals, and actively making amends/moving forwards from my mistakes are all ways I can fight him. Also, “The Unknown” is built up as this terrifying evil space, but when the characters actually face it they all come out better off, even if it was a scary process. This story always gives me a second wind, and it usually comes up right around halloween, when seasonal stuff is just starting to get bad again. It’s good for me and I love it.
New York is a great place in which to acquire refinement in that peculiar branch of American education so aptly described as being “up to snuff”
The fine polish, however, is sometimes put on in Arizona, so a M. Stiner, son of a New York custom house broker will testify.
Mr. Stiner arrived at Globe a week ago last Wednesday at noon says the Star. In two hours he was acquainted with half the male residents of the camp and was describing the wonders of the metropolis.
It became apparent that while he knew many things, there were some things of which he was densely ignorant, snipe hunting, for instance. Two of Mr. Stiner’s lately formed acquaintances accordingly arranged a snipe-hunt for the night. The expedition was quietly announced throughout the camp and when about nine o’ clock MR. Stiner and his two friends ascended a mountainian side north of town, the population of Globe was standing in the principal streets watching them. Half way up the mountain side the hunters stopped, and lighted two candles placed them six feet apart. Mr. Stiner was stationed between them holding a pillow case open while the two friends went off in different directions to drive in the snipe. They met at a salooon and between drinks went from time to time to watch Mr. Stiner standing patiently between the blinking candles, peering out into darkness for the expected snipe.
Mr. Stiner stood there patiently for three hours when the joke took another turn. The jokers had grown weary of his monotonous patience.
A specially appointed constable went up and arrested him for violating the game law, telling him that in Arizona the snipe season didn’t open until September 2.
Mr. Stiner was pained and surprised. He was taken to town and arraigned before a mock justice of the peace, who held him under $1,000 bond to appear for trial at 10 o’ clock the next morining. The bond was furnished after considerable delay and Mr. Stiner upon recomendation of friends employed Col. Crandell to defend him. P. T. Robertson representing the dignity of Arizona. A jury of twelve wass impaneled and the trail proceeded under a tree in a corral. A mass of evidence was introduced among which was the pilow case marked “Exhibit A” and the candles, “Exhibit B.” The story was told and a dozen citizens testified to Mr. Stiner’s open and flagrant violation of the law. One witness upon whom the territory relied to prove that a snipe had actually been caught by Mr. Stiner admitted under cross examination that he had not seen the snipe and had been unable to find any feathers.
Whereupon the district attorney moved to amend the complaint so that Mr. Stiner would stand charged, not with a violation of the game law, but with an intent to violate it.
The evidence was concluded and the jury retired returning half an hour later with a verdict of guilty.
Mr. Stiner was asked if he had any thing to day before sentence was passed upon. He arose and in a broken voice said he regretted the unfortunate occurrence not so much on account of the impending punishment as because he had unwittingly placed himself in the attitude of a law breaker within less than a dozen hours after his arrival in Arizona. He was always been a law abiding citizen and had never before violated any national, state or municipal regulation.
The court delivered a long address in which it expressed regret that it must carry out the stern decree of an inexorable law of which ignorance could not be pled as an excuse for its violation. Then he fined Mr. Stiner $50. At the request of the defendant’s counsel and with the consent of the district attorney the fine was afterward reduced to beer for the court, counsel, jurors, witnesses and spectators. Adjournment was taken to a saloon and one round of drinks cost Mr. Stiner $6.50 In the joyfulness and simplicity of his soul he thanked everybody, the court for its consideration, the district attorney for the elimination of personal malice and bitterness from his conduct of the prosecution, and his own attorney for his masterful and half successful defense.
Mr. Stiner didn’t know it was a joke until the following Saturday night. His ill humor was an offset to all the good humor which had abounded in Globe during the three preceding days.
From— Tombstone prospector. (Tombstone, Ariz.), 02 Sept. 1896. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.
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-Lucy and Susan’s relationship went really downhill after Susan admitted she didn’t believe in Narnia anymore.
-Lucy tried to convince her of it constantly, and Susan burst out with things she regretted after. But Lucy, the most forgiving of all the Pevensies, didn’t want to forgive her.
-At the dinner table, Lucy was nearly completely silent unless Susan was absent.
-Edmund and Peter started noticing that Lucy wasn’t quite herself, and became a lot more
Solemn and calm.
-Susan noticed it too and felt severely guilty, but made no move to amend her mistakes.
-Lucy journaled a lot. So she wrote out how much Susan’s words impacted her. And wrote out why it made her so upset and angry. But then she also wrote how much she loved her sister and needed to let it go.
-After about a month, she was back to her old self, but the relationship with Susan had been almost completely severed.
-She died without fixing it. Susan went into a deep depression, not just because her family died, but because she had driven Lucy away.
-She found her journal when going through all her family’s things. She read the statement of forgiveness, and felt a relief swim over her.
-From then on out, she decided she’d take a lesson from Lucy. She became on of the most forgiving person anyone had known.
I still remember that day, and my joy and disbelief that it was actually happening. Everyone I knew then believed that it would be temporary, that it couldn’t stick—Massachusetts conservatives were already moving to amend the constitution. But here we are now.
It’s easy to say that same-sex marriage is a silly thing to care about now that it seems inevitable. But back then it seemed almost impossible to sixteen-year-old me that any relationship I’d ever have with a woman would be seen as legitimate, much less that I could get legally married. Massachusetts gave me and my friends hope for a future in which we might live with dignity, as full people, and that was new to us. And I think that means something.
I read today that Indiana is moving closer to adding an amendment to its constitution banning same-sex marriage. I don't know if you or Mark are political, but it would be interesting to get your take on situation. How do you think Hoosiers will view same-sex marriage in the future?
Indiana is a very conservative state and has been trying for a while to add the amendment. Governor Pence is very adamant about getting the issue on the ballot, however in 2013 it failed to make it. Personally, I think it’s absolutely ridiculous. Our nation is changing. Across the country, more and more states are legalizing same-sex marriage. It’s a losing battle. It’s a complete waste of tax payer money, fighting so fervently for something that, even if passed, will be overturned in the near future.
“While voting in the Irish marriage equality referendum yesterday it occured to me how much the United States could learn from Ireland about democracy.
First was the fact that this was a refrendum on changing our constitution, making that document a living, adaptable thing capable of change, growth and development. Contrast that with the rigidity of the US constitution, ever-fixed, unchanging and worshipped on it’s historical pedestal and incapable of progression within the current US politcal climate.
That political climate is also a major difference between Irish and US democracy. Ireland’s campaining and campaign-finance laws made this a fair competition, with both sides having fair access to the media and with special interests minimised. Perhaps as a result (and with a few, minor, exceptions), Ireland’s marriage referendum was conducted in an air of civility, respect and even humour, not just in the media, but in Facebook conversations and Twitter feeds. America can learn from this.
Finally, I was impressed by how easy and fair it is to vote in Ireland. Registration is easy and heavily promoted without regard to party, and even if you’re not registered you can just swear an oath that you’re elegible. There are almost no lineups at polling stations (media reported that SOME stations had lineups to the door at peak times). Everybody has access to the counts where votes are counted.
The ‘greatest country in the world’ could learn from this example.” GC