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Hemingway’s Hunt for U-Boats

During World War II, German submarines were a big problem in the Caribbean, with scores of American and Latin American merchant ships bound for Europe being sunk.  To help counter the threat, the US Navy and the Cuban Government created the “Hooligan Navy”, a fleet of civilian boats equipped with direction finding equipment and long range radio gear, which were to radio in if they spotted a German U-Boat. Between 1942 and 1943, the famous writer Ernest Hemingway took part in the Hooligan Navy with his 38 foot fishing boat the Pilar. However, Hemingway took his duty one step further.  Equipping the boat with Thompson submachine guns and crates of hand grenades, Hemingway intended to take the fight to the enemy. 

Hemingway reasoned that his small boat would go unnoticed, thus he could sneak up on a U-Boat, throw grenades down the hatches, then him and his buddies could storm the submarines with their machines.  He also believed that at some point a U-Boat crew might attempt to board him, at which point he could unleash his surprise.

Hemingway never spotted any submarines, nor then a U-Boat ever attempt to board his fishing boat.  In the end, Hemingway’s U-Boat patrols amounted to northing but fishing and drinking cruises with his friends and quality time with his son.  At one point, he began to use the grenades for fishing rather than fighting Germans.  Some claim that Hemingway did it for extra fuel rations, others that he doing it to avoid drunk driving charges by the Cuban government. In 1943 the Hooligan Navy was de-activated as the U-Boat threat had mostly been mitigated. Hemingway later became a war journalist, being present at the Normandy Invasions and liberation of Paris.


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Some fans have been disappointed by “Sleepover” revealing that Star may have a crush on Marco, criticizing the twist as clichéd and predictable.

While I understand where all of this is coming from, I have a different opinion on the subject (granted, I’m biased as I’m Starco Trash™, but I’m seriously trying to be as rational as possible about this).

Since day one, Starco has been somehow different from your usual “just friends becoming lovers” trope because of their amazing chemistry, genuinely good friendship, great character-writing and overall cuteness. Now, I said trope, not cliché: the trope is the narrative choice of having two friends eventually falling in love over the course of the series, the cliché is how you get there. This is why the Starco-heavy Blood Moon Ball ultimately works, despite some issues, because it thankfully (and realistically) acknowledges that you can’t just “romantic slow dance” out of your problems when you (Marco, in that case) screw up; instead, it gave us a different kind of Starco development, with that really clever balcony scene/dialogues at the very end of the episode.

The point is, while the show may have its problems, the Starco is still beautifully handled, even after the whole “Star is crushing on Marco” twist. Given the genre, premise and the tone of this cartoon, it was extremely easy to go for the “weaker male friend saves the stronger female hero in an epic way” cliché, a scene where Marco saves the day and Star just stares at him in awe, blushes wildly and starts crushing wildly on him.

But, fortunately, they didn’t.
Instead, Star simply developed her crush off-screen, in the most organic, mundane and realistic way possible: by just spending time with Marco, hanging out, getting to know each other, learning something new about the other every day, living (slice-of-life or sci-fi) adventures, all that stuff. And said crush was revealed in a very good, well-written episode which wasn’t even fully about the Starco ship in the first place.

For a show that is supposedly about frantic battle scenes and flashy magic, this was a very welcome meta-twist, a further proof of how the series’ main focus is in fact Star and Marco’s evolving relationship and how believable it is.

Another post fueled by Starco Trash™.
Rational Starco Trash™ this time.
Or at least I tried.

Fun Fact 153

During the Vietnam War, some US soldiers would eat small amounts of C-4 explosives to get high. Eating a larger amount would also induce illness and was a way for soldiers to get sick leave. It was also sometimes used as fuel for heating rations because C-4 burns rather than explodes without a primary explosive.

your lord is evil

“if he commands you to burn children, your Lord is evil.” - ser davos (GoT)

i was watching game of thrones and i literally paused because this line resonated with me. for a few seasons now i’ve watched melisandre do messed up shit in the name of her lord of light. the most immoral, unthinkable, vile things. and then she excused them that it’s what the lord of light wanted, it was his will, he had a plan. in the name of this great god who she follows, she forgot morality, even when the evil nature of her actions were clear as day. 

this reminds me so much of another religion that currently shackles many people, including myself. the ends do not justify the means. a ‘great god’ should not make you put your morality aside. religion is not the epitome of morality and goodness. people have done the most fucked up things in the name of gods. people have gone to war and innocents have died in vain in the name of gods. people have been tortured and hurt and hunted in the name of gods. people have suffered immensely in all manners, in the name of gods. one would think holy books would hold glad tidings but most holy books are history books of massacre and bloodshed and gruesome punishment. religion is the ultimate doctrine. it plays on people’s fears of the unknown. it challenges rationality and fuels superstition. religion is a spiritual and emotional hijack. for many, it begins at birth. religion aims to disarm people. disarm them not from weapons, but from using their brains, asking questions and using the rationale. disarms them from the truth.

it does not matter how great or merciful or loving or peaceful your holy god or gods are. if they repeatedly demand your morality be put away, it’s not moral and they are not worthy of worship. people can worship what they will. but if you’re god ever commands you to harm the harmless, you should know you’re not following some superior being but the words of human beings like yourself who created a myth for you to worship. 

astro interpretations ☾☾☼ 04.06

sun in libra in the 8th house- vital energies focused on the beauty of darkness, in which the native feels freed, and free to ask the questions no one dares to. tendency to seek understanding when it comes to the occult, taboos, mystical

sun in scorpio in the 12th house- a loner’s placement, scorpio finds peace of mind in seclusion. vital energies focused around helping others understand to evolve, like a psychologist. conscious tendency to absorb the moods of others

moon in libra in the 5th house- emotional need for company when you’re having fun, it’s never as good when you’re alone. tremendous playfulness. feelings are filtered through the intellect but they must be expressed (rationally)

moon in leo in the 6th house- emotional need for pleasure in your work. this suggests a workaholic mentality as long as you’re passionate about your job. fiery determination to complete tasks, to be useful, and efficient

mars in virgo in the 8th house- analytical expressions of anger and desire, you are fueled by rational purposes but there’s a compulsive thirst to experience passion in its most pure form. you’re motivated by unsolved mysteries 

venus in libra in the 11th house- Love of humanitarian ideals. you’re drawn to groups or organizations where you can belong to & art which translates the feelings of a generation, the need for progress, equal rights and justice

venus in capricorn in the 5th house- Love of self-expression. even if it’s not spontaneous. tendency to establish long term romantic goals, you’re drawn to successful people who can make you relax, you overindulge in duty

jupiter in libra in the 11th house- you believe in a just world, and you want to make this happen by collaborating with others and understanding them. you’ll never give up hope even if humanity doesn’t seem right to you 

saturn in taurus in the 1st house- resting bitch face or an air of seriousness. you view life through realistic, practical lenses but this is an excessively stubborn nature. you have trouble when it comes to expressing yourself

Researching: “The 1940′s House”

Due to the lack of historical accuracy in many Tom Riddle-based fanfictions, particularly time-travel ones, I decided to embark on my own research escapade in preparation for writing my own. What I found was “The 1940′s House”, a British reality TV program, filmed in 2001, about a modern family that tries to the live as a typical middle-class family in London during The Blitz of World War II.

For those interested, you can watch the entire program on YouTube here. For those wondering what life for Tom Riddle at the London Muggle orphanage during the war years would’ve been like, I highly reccommend you watch it.

Being an American, I learned quite a lot that I feel that other fanfiction writers, especially Brits, could learn from this program. These points include:

  • What sort of clothes people wore (including hairstyles and beauty). It’s worth noting, especially for Tomione fanfictions, that Hermione’s hair would still likely be a hopeless mess, simply because hair work was “so much effort just to maintain minimal results”.
  • What sort of food people ate (i.e. canned peaches, pudding, meat pies, cake, etc.). Before rationing, the documentary establishes that Brits’ diets were high in fat and cholesterol, and on average, 3,000 Calories a day. That was for the average, middle-class family. After rationing, it would be a fraction of that. 
  • Remember Billy Stubbs’s rabbit, and Tom Riddle hanging it from the rafters? Well, ladies and gents, Tom wasn’t the only one with a certain disdain for rabbit life. Indeed, during the wartime, and in the months preceding, the British government actively encouraged people to breed, and eat, rabbits. However, many British people, seeing the rabbits as pets, could not bring themselves to kill their beloved companions. Others managed to kill the rabbits, only to be “unable to eat them”, due to personal attachment. Nevertheless, rabbits were a very common pet at the time. (Speaking of other pets, it’s mentioned that thousands of dogs and cats were put down by their owners, out of fear that the pets would starve to death during the bombings.)
  • By Christmas 1939, “blackout” was in effect all over London and surrounding cities. The government required civilians to “black out” all windows in the home, for fear that any light - no matter how small - might “bring a hail of German bombs upon them”. Not only was blackout claustrophobic, but by that point in time, the decreased light at night from blackout had caused over 4,000 deaths from unfortunate accidents. Household accidents were also not uncommon; a young mother, rushing to comfort her child in the darkness, tripped down the stairs and broke her neck, dying. “Blackout inspectors”, judging harshly using draconian guidelines, would also visit homes to enforce blackout, penalizing residences that failed to “fully black out” all windows and sources of light. Cardboard coffins, in anticipation of the death toll from bombings, were made and distributed; an estimated 1 in 25 civilians were expected to be killed (4.1%).
  • In the beginning of 1940, food rationing began. Food began to get scarcer and scarcer, and in an attempt to evenly distribute “essential foods”, the British government began to hand out ration books. People even petitioned the government in favor of rationing, as it represented “fairness” in “the people’s war”. However, with the rationing, all of the prices jumped up about 15%. People were expected to grow any fruits or vegetables in a “war garden” in their backyard, and sweets and cereals all but disappeared from the shelves. Many of the shelves were empty, and stores and shopkeepers attempted to “put out rarer items more slowly” in an attempt to give every family a chance to buy them. Sugar was in such short supply, that it was illegal for bakers to use it in icing.
  • Options for cooking in the kitchen also became limited. As shortages increased, meals became more monotonous and smaller. Children were likely almost always going hungry, and ones from wealthier families were unaccustomed to such limited amounts of food. Meanwhile, many built bomb shelters in their yards for protection, which could take a week or two (or more) to dig out and construct. Emergency boxes were stocked with “essential supplies” and stashed by the back door. People had to be ready to flee at a moment’s notice, to “pack up everything and go”. Sirens would warn of impending air raids, and it was signal for people to rush to the nearest bomb shelter. All preparations were taken beforehand.
  • Often times, the “man of the house” would leave to work long hours in the war effort, making parts or in the army, leaving the women to tend to the household and their families on their own. Thus, women were expected to be mentally, emotionally, and physically strong, capable, and healthy. This was in addition to soaring inflation and more shortages; in between 1939 and 1943, the cost of living in the UK rose by 83%. More food variation was helped immensely through aid from the US, providing good like dried milk, dried eggs, Spam, and other processed foods. Under the points system, each person in the household got 5 points, which, unfortunately, still didn’t buy very much. Housewives also needed to be intelligent, as using the rationing system and the American “points system” could get very confusing. Organizational and mathematics skills were highly valued, along with cunning and shrewdness, to beat the competition. Queues were often quite long, and housewives sometimes returned empty-handed. 
  • Fuel was also rationed, and water conservation, namely for baths, was paramount. Many households did not have enough water in the house in order to take proper baths or showers, and the water itself, after several uses, was usually dirty and unsanitary. Some children would be tasked to monitor fuel and water usage in terms of “units”, and staying under or at the daily (or weekly) quotas was also important. Personal hygiene was considered a luxury, and adults often times allowed the children alone to have a more generous use of allotted resources. 
  • Due to cigarette shortages, women were encouraged to quit smoking; however, by the end of the war, over 50% of the women in the UK had taken up the habit. Women were blamed for cigarette shortages, and indeed, they were deemed “more susceptible” to more frequent use, usually due to feeding the habit out of stress. Men alone were seen as “worthy” by the British government of the privilege to smoke. Toothpaste, kept often times in a cup, was reserved for children, as were larger food rations. Adults used resources as sparingly as possible. Often times, adults did not have shampoo to wash their hair.
  • Medical attention or help was often little to outright unavailable, with half the nation’s doctors and nurses aiding the war efforts. If someone was hurt or injured, he or she would often have to heal or recuperate on his or her own. Many civilians also gave blood. (“The most important work during and after air raids is blood transfusion. That miracle of healing that brings new life into shattered bodies…Over 100,000 men and women are ready and willing to give their blood to save the life of a soldier, a sailor, and airman, or a loved one at home. Rest assured that somehow, someway, their blood will save someone.”)
  • In 1938, the Women’s Voluntary Services were formed to help with the war effort. During the war, 241 of these women died while on active duty. These women did a range of jobs, from tending to nurseries, to assisting in wartime production, to other service positions. They also wore special uniforms, using every spare minute to help those in need, including even sewing and crocheting blankets and quilts to be sent off to soldiers in war. Women were also told by the British government to “make do and mend”, and “Deft Darns” pamphlets or books, by “Mrs. Sew-&-Sew”, were handed out. It taught women how to patch and repair old clothes and fabric.
  • State nurseries were set up by the government to “free up women for war work”. A woman could drop off her child(ren) before breakfast, and come to retrieve them after supper. Free milk, juice, and other foods normally limited by rationing were also provided to keep the children healthy. Women were encouraged to have more children, and pregnant women were given extra rations; the birth rate went up by 22%. Some doctors even advised women to have babies as “a cure for wartime anxiety”. Women were also encouraged to become “stronger” and “more independent”. 
  • “Beauty before duty” became a prevalent phrase. (”Look to your looks. Beauty is definitely a duty. When you look your best, you feel self-confident, and your confidence transmits itself to those around you.”) Women, however, were expected to look beautiful without makeup; lipstick, however, the “red badge of courage”, was also expected to be worn every day. From 1941, it became virtually illegal to manufacture hair and beauty products. However, this only encouraged women to turn to the black market; even legitimate shops sold nail varnish, disguised as something else. Most wartime women, however, had to improvise in terms of makeup, including “natural” hair stain or dye. 
  • Books by Marguerite Patten, a famous food writer, were also popular with women, most notably with their recipes of how to make due with wartime supplies. During World War II, she worked for the Ministry of Food suggesting nourishing and inventive recipes using the rationed food that was available. She broadcast her ideas and advice to the nation on a BBC radio programme called the Kitchen Front.
  • It was illegal to waste. Notices would be on newspapers to reuse the paper they were made from, and people were not allowed to feed their pets “anything that was possible for human consumption”. One woman was even fined 10 pounds for feeding bread to the birds. The National Loaf, used from a particular flour, and distributed to much of the British public, was so unpopular that it was known as “Hitler’s Secret Weapon”. It was also rumored that the government touted that the Loaf possessed “aphrodisiac properties”, to try and encourage people to eat more.  
  • Towards the end of the war, 85% of women were doing some form of work, and women up to age 50 were often assigned work. Women with children under 15 were classified as “immobile”, and therefore, did not have to work. However, there was still tremendous societal pressure even for “immobile” women to work as well. The average pay for a man was $6 weekly; the average pay for a woman was $4.10. Women were also not compensated for any injuries on the job. Ladies also worked 16 hours a day, 7 days a week. In 1945, after the war, women were expected to leave their jobs, and go back to tending the household - a move that was not always welcome. The divorce rate jumped 3 times more than what it had been pre-war, but the female suicide rate fell by a third.
  • Tiredness was constant, especially during the air raid times. Sometimes, home life would be disrupted by up to 17 air siren calls a day. Water and gas lines were sometimes cut off by bomb damage. On the other hand, children were given much more freedom to roam, but not without potential danger: in one case, in 1945, four boys were killed when they played with what they thought was a “dud” bomb, which exploded on them unexpectedly. 
  • Even at the end of the war, shortages would continue in Britain for another 9 years. 

auri-elle  asked:

bellarke for drabble #32, please & thank you! :D

32: “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.” + a vague WWII setting.

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Golden sun lights the day. The air smells like freshly cut grass. A breeze carries laughter from down the street. And Bellamy is standing on Clarke’s doorstep, hopeless and broken, with a letter clutched in his hand.

Bumps rise on Clarke’s arms. She  feels cold despite the late summer heat.

The enlistment notice flutters to the ground when Clarke pulls Bellamy inside. The door shuts behind him with a click and for a moment they just stand there. Speechless.  

(What do you say in a situation like this? No one ever taught Clarke the right words for when her heart is breaking.)

There’s nothing to say so Clarke kisses Bellamy instead. His hands find her waist and he pulls her in, kissing her back like she’s the ocean and he wants to drown.

Bellamy’s hand slides into her hair. He walks Clarke back until she’s pressed against the wall. His tongue traces the inside of her mouth. She sighs against his lips.

When Bellamy pulls away, they’re both breathing heavy. Clarke curls her fingers into his belt loops. A lump rises in her throat when she sees the glass in his eyes. He’s looking at her like she’s his last wish in this world.

“When do you leave?” she asks quietly.

Bellamy’s jaw clenches.


Clarke’s breath catches. One day. That’s all she gets, one day before Bellamy gets shipped off to war.

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anonymous asked:

what exactly is dissociation? what does it feel like? i feel like i use that term a lot to describe when i feel really out of it and i kind get detached... sometimes i feel like wait... who am i? who are these people? why are they in my life? but i snap back into reality fairly quickly. i was diagnosed with BPD in 2012 btw.

It’s hard to get a simple explanation of dissociation, depersonalization, and derealization as psychological happenings aside from actual Dissociative Identity Disorder or another disorder.
Dissociation is a detachment from reality or sense of self, leaving the person feel as if they aren’t in control of their body with various levels of severity. Depersonalization is splitting and detaching from your own sense of self rather than reality. If the world is foggy and you feel as if you’re watching a movie rather than being present in the world, you slide over into the realm of derealization. All are usually emotionally fueled and difficult to rationalize with.

Severe dissociation is where you find various forms of amnesia. It’s a defense mechanism that your brain uses to ignore memories and factual happenings you don’t want to believe are true, cope with trauma, or forget a traumatic event and can continue to be used as a defense mechanism throughout your life (which is not a good thing - but admittedly, I have this issue).

As with any psychological issue, there are varying degrees of each, and arguments that last decades between different schools of psychology that contend whether or not a feeling or thought meets the definition of the psychological symptom or disorder.
This is long so…sorry.

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The bridge was empty this late in the night. It usually was, since the night was when Tarn slowly patrolled the ship before he recharged. He came to a stop a distance from the throne and sank to his knees, confident in his subservience.

“The ship is running smoothly,” he reported slowly, “the troops report better performance and morale after my personal sessions with them. Fuel rations appear adequate for the foreseeable future. Is there anything else you need, my lord?”

Interesting Parallels:

Iris = Loyal, fixed, cardinal, protective, violent, passionate in the ways she loves. She watches people beat the crap out of her boyfriend, shoot and maim him and each time she looks them dead in the eye and tells them to screw themselves. She hides her feelings like this too. They’re fixed under the surface of her and they bubble out when she’s pushed far.

She refuses to have Barry taken from her, ever. She screams when he’s on a hospital bed and runs away. She punches out and shoots people for him. She runs to him when he faints and holds him. She pushes into his space when they talk.
She’s open and tactile and desiring when she expresses her want of him when they’re bowling. She’s in his space and wiping his mouth and touching him.

When Iris’ feelings come out they come out kicking and screaming. She spends a day being shouted at by her boyfriend and her work colleague. She is at the brink of death and when she starts to talk she screams, ‘No! Listen to me!’. She is strong and her feelings are stronger and she decides what they’ll serve her as. When she’s threatened she pushes them back down and the anger that comes out is the passion driving them.

When she’s angriest she’s quiet, cut off, feelings controlled and diverted. When she’s least angry she’s weeping and quieter than we ever see her, depleted of the energy source that is her emotion. When he comforts her Barry puts his hands on he face and shoulders and promises her things, so that she has a new rationality to fuel her.

Barry: Mutable, flexible, so, so willing with his feelings. It’s like this kid knows one thing, 'I’m in love with Iris’ and he doesn’t give a fuck how it happens if she loves him back. Every time she speaks he’s rapt and he’s thinking, 'This time maybe…?’ And Barry’s always known but he’s been content with it, when Eddie says he’s going to propose he doesn’t care as long as they end up together in the end. Iris is Barry’s anchor, his fixed point, the person around whom his life revolves. He’s alway known. When he tells her it’s because of gentle nudges from Henry or Joe and he tries not to because he knows his feelings can stay hidden and he can stay flexible until the perfect time.

When his feelings come out they’re focused on Iris, 'Iris I’m sorry’, 'I never stopped thinking about you’, 'I know you’ve been thinking about me too’. And when he’s hiding things from her it’s also all about Iris, 'I didn’t want you to find out this way’, 'What other girls?’, 'Me too’. He’s always animated and loud like, 'Listen to me? Do you agree? I need you to agree, Iris’.

When you think of it its always been around Iris. Always Iris’ choice. Iris chose Barry in the beginning, to be her best friend and from there she pulled him from the depths of despair and gave him the faith to dedicate his life towards something. Barry bought back Iris’ home. He let her grow into herself and when her strength falters he’s there as support. In the same way when Barry loses his faith, his light or his direction, the strength and force that guides his life, there’s Iris.

That’s why they’re perfect for each other. Because they’re so different but they wouldn’t be anything close to what they wanted to be without each others’ love.