pre wwii

anonymous asked:

I'm so excited to hear about your story! Do you yet have any side characters planned? Or like nebulously sketched?✨

Yeah! A few. I’m thinking I want to write a few shorter stand-alone stories that are tied together, rather than one big one. I’ve got a few plots in mind, featuring the Civilian Conservation Corps, a disabled circus performer, a former Klansman, and a series of fraudulent séances. Possibly also Niagra Falls? I know it was a popular vacation destination in the 1950’s and I think it might be funny to write a fake honeymoon murder mystery. I’m still trying to decide if Crane was old enough to have served during WWI and how that might have affected him, if he even got deployed.

@ahorriblecaseofwanderlust – Finished!  (BTW, I decided to start naming the buyer in my signature, to make it more personal and unique.  This will only be available for the person who ordered the commission.  Regular prints will have the personal note removed, so your print will be one of a kind!)

Anyway, hope you like it!  =)

Sorry for all this, but since I’ve been blocked I can’t actually directly respond.

It’s great that you think that A became Asexual from Ally when AVEN forced the issue, but… AVEN formed in iike, what, 2000?

I can personally remember A being Asexual in the 90s, before that event.

My partner remembers it from the 80s, and points out that sometimes there were two As (Asexual and Ally) and sometimes two Qs (Queer and Questioning).

I know Marsha P. Johnson and Silvia Rivera were influential in the late 60s and early 70s, but they did not start the community.  They were organizers IN the community that already existed.  And they were in NYC.  The communities in the midwest and California were not entirely identical back in the before times.  Hell, the lesbians and the gays couldn’t always be in the same room with one another and stay polite.

The internet has homogenized this stuff some, but back in the 80s and 90s things weren’t quite as consistent as they have become.

The ‘X’ that Kinsey discussed were absolutely part of the existing queer community, even if they weren’t calling themselves ‘ace’.  Same people.

I can’t remember citations, but I’m pretty sure if you go dig up some of good old Magnus Hirschfeld work that you’ll find that pre-WWII queer community in Berlin (ie, the San Francisco of Europe at the time) included discussions of people we would recognize as Asexual.

History is long and complicated.  It’s a great story that Aces and Aros are cishet and straight and not part of the community, but it’s a story. It’s revisionist history.  It disagrees with my lived experience (I’m old).

The thing that really cheeses me off about this whole conversation is that back in the 80s and 90s you had this exact conversation, except it was about the ‘B’ or the ‘T’.  Not the ‘A’.  Now, the people making these kinds of exclusionary statements are excluding the ‘A’ from the LGBT.  And they use the same kinds of arguments.  B people are either straight (and therefore not part of the community) or confused gay people (in which case they were fine).  T people aren’t ‘really’ women, so they don’t belong in lesbian spaces.  Really they’re just gay men who like dressing up or they’re straight men who don’t belong in the community because they’re some kind of fetishist.

It’s always about peeling off some of these queer identities and reducing them to the ‘actually gay’ part (who are okay, if strange, and part of the community) and the ‘actually straight’ part (who are our oppressors, and don’t belong and are evil and sneaky and trying to horn in on our community and make us unsafe and doing it for attention).

It’s a conversation that makes us poorer every time we have to go through it. 


austria canonically having a string of failed marriages is one of my favorite things. you would think he would have slowed his roll after france wrote a national anthem about watering his fields with austrian blood, but that asshole was planning his next marriage before he even officially divorced hungary.

germany doesn’t know how he got here but he brought it upon himself  


I don’t know what’s not to love about this video:

-The Pre-Hamilton Lin Manuel Miranda singing a song that’s far out of his range.
-The Pre WWII setting of the musical. (Any other situation, I would hate this)
-That orchestra though.
-The singers leading him into the song and their perfect pitch.
-The hum of the VHS camera.
-The idea that simply putting someone in white clothing is the same as them being Jesus.
-Why did they cast him as Jesus and not Judas?

I just love this video, and nothing will convince me not to. Maybe one day I’ll release my full cover of “Agony”, from Into The Woods.

The Asiatic Station - Destroyer USS Edsall

  • Manila
  • China (The Great Wall)
  • Singapore
  • Shanghai
  • Indochina
  • Japan (Fujisan - Mount Fuji)
  • Chefoo (Nowadays Yantai, China)
  • Hong Kong (The Peak)

-Kaba, Hungary, Prewar, A Purim party. Among the individuals photographed are: Bela Frank, Eszter Spitz and Bela Herzber.

-Berlin, Germany, 17/03/1946, People at a Purim party.

-Landsberg, Germany, 1947, The soccer team on Purim (in costumes).

-Yugoslavia, Lidia Breners in a Purim play, between the king and queen.

-Stakliskes, Lithuania, 1933, People in costume for the Purim holiday.

-Brussels, Belgium, 1946, Children in costume in an orphanage on Purim.

-Otwock, Poland, 1948, A Purim party at the Jewish children’s home. The children’s home was established after the war, as a refuge for Jewish children who survived the Holocaust. Third row from the top, third from right: Yoram Stikgold. Second from right: Micha Hochberg. Second row from the bottom, on the right: Avraham Horowitz.

-Mittenwald, Germany, Purim 1946, Women, men and children refugees at a DP camp.

-Trebishow, Czechoslovakia, 1935-1936, Purim in a Beitar branch. Duci Dvora Wald stands fourth from right in the top row. Her sister Adina Wald is seventh from the right. Adina Wald is the mother of Yona Fish, who submitted the photograph.

-Bad Homburg, Germany, Children in costumes on Purim.

all photographs from the Yad Vashem photo archives

  • you: There is no way Noah could come to Ed and Al's world without either having her soul end up in Rose's body, or killing off Rose
  • me, an intellectual: Obviously Rose had a twin sister who died very young and Noah isn't actually Rose's double, but the double of her sibling which means that Rose and Noah can both live in Amestris so there is no excuse to leave her stranded in pre-WWII Germany

   ——–           IT IS AN ABSURD THOUGHT,  that such a small,  feckless woman could make the man uncomfortable.   cringe in building tension.   squirm with unease.   but here she was,  asking a  QUESTION  that sets inscrutability ablaze  ;  so much for maintaining a  straight face  in the haze of opposition.

                  ❝     —–  do you ask  EVERYONE  how they felt about chancellor dollfuss,  or just me ??   this must be your idea of a  conversation  starter.   am i the first one you’ve  TRIED  it on,  because i have a suggestion  :  don’t ask an austrian how they felt about their dictator.   ❞          //   @quietresistence

Before Stonewall

The history of LGBT+ activism is a long and storied one, but many of those stories have been erased or forgotten. In honor of the month of Pride and all the courageous activists who came before us, here are some of them:

The Activism of Dr. Magnus Hirschfeld

Magnus Hirschfeld, who was himself gay, led a movement to decriminalize and understand homosexuality in pre WWII Germany that was highly successful given the time in which it took place. In 1897 he founded the Scientific Humanitarian Committee to study and demystify homosexuality, believing that through scientific examination hostility towards gay men and women could be reduced. In 1898 his committee presented 5000 signatures of prominent Germans to the Reichstag in favor of overturning discriminatory laws against homosexuality. The bill didn’t pass, but Hirschfeld was only beginning. In 1910 he coined the term ‘transvestite’, the very first term for what we now know as transgender people, and even - remarkably - suggested that gender might be a spectrum. In 1919 he opened his Institute for Sexual Research, a clinic created for studying and caring for sexual or gender minorities. The famous Lili Elbe (as in The Danish Girl) received treatment at his clinic.

The clinic was wildly ahead of its time. Hirschfeld not only pioneered gender confirmation surgery through the work of Dr. Ludwig Levy-Lenz but he convinced the police - the police! - to issue a special permit to trans women so that they could travel freely in their own clothing without being harassed or arrested.

As a gay Jewish man who fought for the rights of gay and trans people, it’s not a surprise that Hirschfeld was a favorite target of the Nazis. In 1933 his Institute was raided and his research burned, setting back queer liberation for god knows how long. He fled to France, where he lived out the rest of his life.

The Mattachine Society and the Daughters of Bilitis

The Mattachine society, founded in 1950, was the first ‘homophile’ (gay rights) organization in the United States. Founded by Harry Hay in Los Angeles, the society had itself likely been inspired by knowledge of Hirschfeld’s work and proposed to improve the condition of the lives of gay men in America. The group adopted the cell style organization favored by Communist groups and soon there were chapters all around the country. When member Dale Jennings got arrested for ‘lewd behavior’ he decided to fight the charges with the support of the Society, who generated publicity and sympathy around the case. The jury deadlocked, the charges were dropped and the Mattachine society declared victory. 

The Daughters of Bilitis  (1955) was originally concieved as an alternative to the lesbian bar scene but quickly politicized. They provided support and education for lesbians who wanted to learn more about their orientation, as well as launching a magazine that was the first nationally distributed lesbian publication called The Ladder in 1956. In 1960 they even held a national convention.

The Activism of Frank Kameny

In 1957 Frank Kameny was caught up in the “lavender scare”, a purge of homosexuals from US Government departments, and lost his job. But Kameny was a fighter, and he didn’t take it lying down. He devoted himself to activism.

Refusing to be bullied or made ashamed of his orientation, Kameny not only founded the Washington D.C. chapter of the Mattachine society but launched what was one of the earliest LGBT picket lines in history when he and ten other activists picketed the White House in 1965 carrying a sign that said “Gay is Good”, his favored slogan. In 1963 he launched the campaign to decriminalize homosexuality in D.C. and personally drafted the bill that finally passed in 1993. 

The Compton’s Cafeteria Riot

The first transgender-led riot against the police took place not at Stonewall, but at Compton’s Cafeteria in the Tenderlion district of San Francisco.

Compton’s Cafeteria was a restaurant that had become a meeting place for transgender people, as they weren’t welcome in many gay bars at the time. In the early 1960′s, the staff at the Cafeteria began calling the police on their trans customers, leading to arrests and raids and harassment. Things came to a head when a police officer attempted to arrest one of the trans women who was patronizing the restaurant, and she threw her coffee in his face. Furniture was thrown, windows were smashed, and the fighting spilled out into the street. A police cruiser had all its windows smashed out and a newsstand was burned down.

The next night trans women and other LGBT supporters formed a picket line outside the Cafeteria to protest their treatment. During the demonstration the windows of the Cafeteria were once again shattered.  Many of the activists were members of Vanguard, an early organization for LGBT youth. 


Vintage Japanese Kimono With Cranes by Vintage Japan-esque

<br /><i>Via Flickr:</i>
<br />A woman standing in a beautiful kimono featuring a design with cranes in flight. Photo embossed with &quot;Aoyama Studio. Aoyama, Tokyo&quot;. This picture is from an old (pre-WWII) Japanese photo album that I am scanning and posting.
My life with Inferior Fe

This is a real difficult post for me to write because I never think about how I live with my emotions. I prefer not to think about my emotions in general, since I tend to make mistakes when I try to define them while I’m still feeling them.

I’ll start with what Inf-Fe is NOT, when it comes to my life.

- I don’t tend to troll or bully people in order to get reactions. There is this common idea that INTPs are natural trolls, but this is simply not true about me. My humor is mostly very innocuous and naive. I kind of like black humor, but the black humor I like is basically the variety you find in pre-WWII movies: fast, clean, no repulsive visuals. I have no idea why this is the case. It may be that my experience with bullies and public humiliation beat the trolling out of me, but I don’t remember any period in my life when I appreciated it.

- I don’t think the majority of people are highly illogical or difficult to understand. I usually understand why people do things, even when I don’t agree with what they do.

- I don’t think emotions are necessarily illogical or unexplainable. They do belong to a different system than logic, but they have causes and consequences like anything else. What is inside people’s heads doesn’t necessarily equate external reality, but it’s true nevertheless. Ditto for the entire “this is due to x and y chemicals inside your brain” argument, since none of us lives as pure spirit there’s no reason to write off something because chemicals are involved.

- I can’t control or manipulate how I feel. Either I find a way to express and relieve the pressure, or I distract myself doing something unrelated. In both cases, the process tends to be slow and annoying, and it fails at least 35% of times, leading to sleepless nights, psychosomatic illness (like skin problems or stomachache), screaming fits and the like.

- I’m not totally unaware of my feelings. I’ve seen inf-Fe depicted as “I’m screaming therefore I must be angry”. This is a gross exaggeration for me. I usually have at least a vague idea of how I feel but tend to get confused about the why or the intensity.

Things that are true about Inf-Fe in my life:

- I’m slow to pick up social mores. Even when I’m sure something is commonly done, I’m slow and insecure when I go about it.

- I’m prone to faux-pas. I bring up the wrong stuff at the wrong time, I say stuff that has offensive implications without realizing until people react badly, I’m often uncertain about the right thing to say or do.

- I’m ambivalent toward people and what I do. I have a hard time motivating myself and I don’t really believe I have any special purpose. My usual state of mind is neutral. I’m only sincerely motivated when I research stuff I’m interested in, and I get really excited then. I can honestly say my strongest emotions depend on a) finding out about stuff b) love c) being right d) finding people who understand me. All the rest is gray-ish, so I have to put active effort to avoid drifting off too far in “I don’t give a fuck”-ness.

- I hate conflict. I see it as pathology, not a normal part of life or relationship. I don’t shy from confrontation on very important matters, but I do the impossible to avoid reaching that situation and frankly I expect the same, which tends to put me at odds with Fi-users. I get angry real fast when I understand people are creating matters of principle or putting their ego center-stage, which is something Fi-users are prone to do. They, in exchange, tend to see me as a doormat without sense of dignity, or as a well-intentioned busybody who won’t leave them alone.

- I can’t comfort people; this is not because I think it’s useless, I simply run out of words or gestures.

- I become conflicted between telling the hard truth and being a friend. Mostly I try to be honest without hurting people, but I often feel like my third way style is not really efficient or useful.

- I usually can’t consult my feelings promptly or decide using exclusively my feelings. The moment I try to access my feelings directly, they elude me and my brain becomes empty.

- Expressing my feelings is generally easier with people with Feeling preference, rather than with other Thinkers. This is partly because I feel uneasy emoting in front of inexpressive people, partly because I feel judged (even when it’s not true), partly because many Thinkers (but not all of them) tend to try dictating how I should feel, which I find nonsensical.

- I tend to enter weird loops where I don’t understand why I feel a certain emotion or I try to judge the appropriateness of what I feel. This was much more frequent when I was a teenager and caused a great deal of stress, especially since other people tended to consider my reactions weird, too.

- There’s a very small number of people I don’t feel embarassed being emotional with, and I have no idea why. It is not how much I know people or even how much I like them. The usual barrier simply isn’t there.

- Touch is a function of intimacy. As a rule, thus, I prefer not to touch or be touched. Hugging me without warning is the equivalent of breaking into a dance in an office (not your office afterhours obv).

- I don’t like being emotionally involved when it comes to controversial topics or socially relevant matters, because I think it clouds my judgement. I hate getting angry on the internet. When I’m uncertain about a topic, I will silently research it or expose myself to different opinions until I reach a solution or I’m not emotional anymore (these two things tend to go together).

Hope it is useful.

A Massive Archive Of Pre-WWII, Eastern European Jewish Photos Is Now Available

The International Center of Photography in New York and the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington, D.C., on Tuesday announced the joint creation of a digital database to facilitate access to photographer Roman Vishniac’s archive.

Vishniac was a Russian-born Jew who moved to Berlin in 1920. He documented the rise of Nazi power and its effect on Jewish life in Central and Eastern Europe. He is one of the only known photographers working exclusively with Jews, and his collection is the largest known of Jewish life before the war. Most of his 9,000 negatives have never before been seen. 

The museum and photography center are asking scholars and the public to help with identifying the people and places in the photos. And of course, this will help make a major and under-appreciated 20th-century photographer more widely known.


[image: ten book covers arranged in two rows. a turquoise banner in the center bears the text: “epic reads: queer books > 400 pages”]

Recently, I wrote about queer novels under two hundred pages - those satisfying short reads that you might be able to finish in an afternoon or two. Today, I bring you a list of looong queer books which provide an entirely different kind of satisfaction.

Lengthier narratives allow writers to carefully construct a tapestry of details, to spin a web of complex characters, and to create a rich sense of a time and place. Lingering over a long novel can give you the opportunity to immerse yourself, to explore broadly or to dive deep, and to build a relationship with a character or a world.

Here are ten queer novels over 400 pages:

  • She Rises by Kate Worsley (432 pages): In this historical novel, romance and the open ocean beckon two protagonists towards the unknown. A young maid named Louise finds herself falling for her upper-class mistress while a young man named Luke tries to survive a new life aboard a warship and make his way back to his lost love.
  • Dhalgren by Samuel R. Delany (801 pages): By far the longest on this list, some editions of Delany’s seminal 1970s spec-fic epic stretch over 900 pages. Within these dense pages, a protagonist who cannot remember his own name wanders through the landscape of Bellona, an isolated city in the center of the United States, where he has a series of unsettling and erotic encounters.
  • The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon (639 pages): This Pulitzer Prize winner set in New York during the pre-WWII “Golden Age” of comics stars two Jewish teenagers who together create a hero called The Escapist. But like their real-life counterparts of the era, their ideas are exploited, and the runaway success of their character can’t offer relief from their personal struggles.
  • At Swim Two Boys by Jamie O’Neill (562 pages): Another thick historical novel - this one set in Ireland in 1915, the year preceding the Easter Uprising. Doyler Doyle, a tough and outspoken son of a soldier, promises to teach Jim Mack, a shy intellectual, how to swim. As their relationship deepens, they find themselves swept into the revolution and rocked by the tides of history.
  • Valmiki’s Daughter by Shani Mootoo (408 pages): Rich with sensory details that place the reader in Trinidad, this novel tells the story of a wealthy but troubled family. Valmiki and his eldest daughter Viveka, both stifled by heteronormative expectations, must decide to conform or struggle towards an authentic life.
  • Fingersmith by Sarah Waters (582 pages): A con man called The Gentleman arrives at a household of petty thieves - fingersmiths - to offer an orphan named Sue the chance to make a fortune by inserting herself into the life of a noblewoman. In the pages of this tome, Waters weaves a Dickensian tale of intrigue, seduction, and deception.
  • The Miseducation of Cameron Post by emily m. danforth (470 pages): This mature and captivating young adult novel follows the life of a small-town girl named Cameron Post. Cam is shocked to feel relief when her parents die in a car accident - because at least they’ll never know she kissed a girl. Instead, she must contend with her conservative aunt and God’s Promise, a camp that intends to “fix” her.
  • Hild by Nicola Griffith (560 pages): The king’s niece has an intelligence and intuition that borders on supernatural. With war and conflict looming, Hild takes on the role of a seer and becomes a valuable adviser to the crown. Drawing from the life of the real St. Hild of Whitby, Griffith evokes the seventh century world that Hild must navigate as well as her burgeoning sexuality.
  • The Salt Roads by Nalo Hopkinson (416 pages): An African goddess connects the stories of Mer, a slave in Haiti, Jeanne, a biracial artist in Paris, and Thais, a prostitute in Egypt. History, sex, magic, and the divine spill from the pages of Nalo Hopkinson’s immersive novel about these women of different eras who all seek freedom.
  • Hero by Perry Moore (428 pages): Thom Creed is keeping two big secrets: One is that he’s gay. The other is that he has superpowers. Superhero stories often serve as metaphors for feeling like a misfit, but this young adult novel explores the stress of growing up without being able to be yourself through both the explicit pain of homophobia and the lens of capes and masks.

Prefer short reads? Check out these queer books under 200 pages!

Theory about Bucky in CACW (aka bucky’s hair pt 2)

ok so i noticed people talking about how if Bucky had changed his appearance to not “scruffy [sexy] hobo,” he would have never been found. But like that shit costs money, and things like razers and haircuts are already kind of a luxury expense if you’ve ever lived below the poverty line, and if that wasn’t hard enough, imagine trying to make money to afford haircuts and razers if you’ve been “dead” for 70 years and have no means of legitimate identification or credit in order to attain a job, or have any means of wellfare to help you get by from the state. Like Bucky is probably thanking his lucky stars for being able to find a place to live (which for all we know it could have been an abandoned apartment and he’s been living as a sqautter

 And ya he could probably forge shit, being a highly trained super-assasin does have its perks, but doing so would leave a trail. He’s also probably terrified of anyone [especially Hydra] getting any hints that he’s still lurking around. In the modern day its extremely easy to track credit/debit, checks, any transaction really, unless whatever is bought is paid with cold hard cash and no identifation or signing needed; which doesn’t make for easy shopping in Bucky’s case. 

However, that doesn’t mean that Bucky is wanting to live in a trashcan like Oscar on Sesame Street. Like Bucky has been legitimately doing his best to lead some form of a descent life.Like you can tell he actually tried to give himself a haircut. I give the Russo brothers so much credit because they really pay attention to even the smallest details. I had made a post previously about Bucky’s hair in CA:WS which can indicate the accumulated amount of time Bucky has been unfrozen over the past 70 years.  Between this and coming from a family hairdressers and cosmetologists, one of the things i noticed right off the bat in CACW was Bucky’s hair again. First lets take a look at Bucky in CAWS:

Aside from his hair being naturally wavy,  from a hair dressers perspective we can also easily see the uneven outgrowth from the former layering of the hair, a bit of bulk in the back, a couple of split ends, yatta-yatta-yatta, basically dude could use a spa/hair day with a 30-minute deep conditioning treatment. Now lets take a look at CACW:

Now i would post that lovely l’oreal like commercial vine here if I knew how, but for now this will have to do. Notice that his hair is significantly shorter in the front, aside from letting his bangs grow. Also his hair is very choppy and the ends aren’t feathered which make the trim appear so straight, something typically seen with people novice to haircutting. 

A side note: Bucky seems to not be a fan of his wavy hair since we can tell that this poor precious pouty-puff has tried cutting it [in an albeit amateur] way that counters the curl, given the angle of the cut.There’s a certain texture to his hair as well, which may allude to the fact that Bucky has gone so far as to even find styling creme to keep his poof from getting too wild and in the way(*as what happened frequently in CAWS*cough cough*)

Granted sexy asf, its hard to be “combat-ready” with your hair always smacking you in the face.

But if you want some headcanons just imagine Bucky going into like a drugstore, trying to figure out which is the cheapest-yet-best hair products to keep his hair from flying everywhere. Or imagine him with whoever you ship him with commenting about how he/she thinks his hair is beautiful, or catching him in the bathroom with like a million hair products and tools, looking up how-to-tips in those “womens” magazines from the supermarket check-out. Or maybe some pre-WWII Bucky headcanons about him waking up at 5 am just to comb down and style his hair with enough mousse to stop a car in its tracks, or steve breaking down laughing cause Bucky wakes up with the worse bedhead known to man.