Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, legendary basketball player, has published fan fiction about Sherlock Holmes. His debut novel is Mycroft Holmes, starring Sherlock Holmes’ brainy older brother. Abdul-Jabbar says he first read and loved Doyle’s stories more than 40 years ago, in his rookie season. “I was fascinated by Holmes’ ability to see clues where other people saw nothing.”
Isabella began her life as a wealthy French princess, betrothed at the age of 12 to her very gay husband, Edward. And for a while there, Isabella played along as nicely as one could expect for the tween wife of a homosexual guy, even making an alliance with her husband’s boyfriend. It wasn’t until Edward got a new boyfriend that the shit hit the fan.
It started when Edward, Isabella and their entourages were mucking around after a failed battle in Scotland, and Edward decided to split. With his army. While the Scottish army was heading in her direction. Before you knew it, Isabella was surrounded by hostile forces and it took a couple of her knights stealing boats to get her out of the jam. So, that was bad.
And then, on her return home she found Edward had confiscated her lands, taken over her house, put her staff in jail and given custody of her children to her political enemies.
Isabella went to France to regroup. And by “regroup” we mean raise a navy and an army and nab her own boyfriend, because why should Edward have all the fun? In 1326, Isa-rebella and her army sneaked over to England, where they were joined by multiple factions who were also pissed at Edward and his boyfriend, Hugh. Edward and Hugh saw the jig was up, so they fled. Within weeks they were both arrested and brought back to Isabella.
In 1895, celebrated writer Oscar Wilde was convicted of
homosexual activity and sentenced to two years in the infamous Reading Gaol. The British prison closed 2013, but it has just reopened for an unusual art
exhibition; “Inside” features installations and texts inspired by the
prison and Wilde’s experiences there.
Cells where solitary prisoners counted down the days are now
filled with art. And every Sunday, a different performer reads Wilde’s De Profundis – the 50,000-word letter he
wrote to his lover and betrayer – in front of the original door to Wilde’s
cell. Organizers say it wasn’t hard to enlist an A-list cast of readers,
including Ralph Fiennes, Ben Whishaw and Patti Smith; all they had to do was
reach out to those who’ve cited Wilde as an influence.
A crannog is typically a partially or entirely artificial island in the lakes, rivers and brackish waters of Scotland and Ireland. They were built and used as dwellings for over 5,000 years. The earliest known dates to the Neolithic period, and some were in use as late as the end of the 1600s and early 1700s.
“The Sacred Art of the Ori is a Spiritually Intimate Experience. It’s Cathartic for both me and my Muse. We Connect Our Minds, Bodies, and Souls on Higher Level. I paint their Spirit and Soul from that Connection. It Breathes Life into Us Both. ”
My Art is called, Afromysterics, a term I coined in 2007, which means, the mystery of the African thought pattern.
All of my work is heavily influenced by my Yoruba heritage and often related to the environment I find myself in.
As a Pioneer and Leader in the Afrofuturism movement I consider it my duty to keep creating and to continue to push boundaries.
I am a passionate activist and you will notice how most of my works have social justice ideologies woven throughout. Also, you will notice feminism, women and children are often present and common themes in my work, this is because of my work as Human Rights Lawyer in Nigeria I was impacted by the strength girls and women have shown me. #Love it!
With the ‘40s came World War II, and suddenly there was no sugarcoating the danger that lurked in every corner of American life. Even a guide to bike safety included enough fatalities and dismemberment to resemble a PG Final Destination, because if your dad took a Nazi bullet between the eyes in the Ardennes, the least you could do was face the risks of biking like a man.
This guide is full of callow children taking the same risks that most children do. For their transgressions, they are not scolded by their elders, taught a lesson by their wiser peers, or shaken by a close call that encourages them to change their ways. They fucking die.
George appears to have been rammed by a tailgating vehicle driven by someone who’s unfamiliar with bicycles even as a general concept. To be fair, bikes have only existed since the early 1800s, so maybe Americans were still learning that their riders didn’t need to be stalked like prey animals to encourage movement. Blaming George’s Renaissance art death on his own actions is harsh, but at least he isn’t alone in being slandered before his body is even cold.