Guy Fawkes Night/Bonfire Night/Firework Night is a celebration in Britain on the 5th November. It commemorates the failed Gunpowder Plot on the same night in 1605. Guy Fawkes and a group of Catholic extremists planned to blow up Westminster Palace, London, using gunpowder they had been storing and hiding under the palace. This was to try and get James VI of Scotland (I of England) off the throne, and return to a Catholic monarch. Their plan failed when an anonymous letter was sent to the police, and Fawkes was captured before he could complete the plan.
To celebrate the failure of the Gunpowder Plot, people all over the UK light fireworks, sparklers, and bonfires. In some places an effigy of Guy Fawkes is built out of wood, and burned.
Aug 30th || Last day before my exam tomorrow. Still have so much left to do because Procrastination is my middle name. Studying Visual Culture, which meaning art history and a shit load of paintings to memorize (pardon my french). Wish me luck, I’m going to need it.
“Baker was a woman torn between multiple identities and multiple loves. She lived for her loves and in a certain sense, died as a result of them. It seems to me that as a key to understanding her destiny, nothing is more important than the song ‘I Have Two Loves,’ which became her theme song and was associated with her throughout her life. In my opinion, everything is contained in the song’s assertion, ‘I have two loves, my country and Paris,’ which goes far beyond its apparent simplicity. In these few words, Baker transcends herself and reaches out to the destiny of an entire generation. It is in this far-reaching influence that we can see the startling modernity of this woman, who resembled and even surpassed Colette and George Sand. She wished to be free all her life, and she was always guided by that passion and commitment.”
Simon Njami in Bennetta Jules-Rosette’s Josephine Baker in Art and Life: The Icon and the Image
When history professor Lance McClain stumbles across a mysterious object, he has no idea it will lead him and his friends to a time ship crashed in the year 2016. But with this amazing discovery comes a dire message from the two future refugees onboard: Lance and his friends must become paladins, protectors of time itself. Now, they must struggle to preserve history all while preventing the rise of an immortal despot, bent on destroying everything in his path to conquer the future, including the paladins themselves.
The stranger’s hand shot out, grabbing Lance’s shoulder. It didn’t seem like much force was being exerted, but the man’s grip on his shoulder was unnaturally strong. Lance tried to wiggle out of its grasp, to no avail.
“Give. Me. The bayard.”
The hold on Lance’s shoulder tightened briefly and he let out a yelp of pain. Lance felt fairly certain he was bruised down to the bone now. He looked up and stiffened in fear, because, yep, the man’s eyes had definitely turned gold.