pre wwii

Take a Breath Before We Change the World

The wonderful @panda-capuccino was reading my fic and decided to gift me with this beautiful piece of art inspired by it. It’s not from any scene that’s happened in the story (yet, perhaps!) but the feel is there. It’s just such a gorgeous piece. {Please do not repost or remove this caption. Credit goes to the artist alone.}

Hanging From a Cross of Iron [FF] or [AO3] has a female Tony Stark being thrown back in time to WWII where she finds her soulmates, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. But these two are already together, and have been for over a decade, so it creates… complications. And, holy hell, what does she do with the fact that she knows how they die? Stuck in the past, stuck in a world war, stuck with two soulmates who may or may not want her, Toni just doesn’t quite know what to do… but, well, she’s a Stark. She’ll figure it out, and she’ll do it with style.

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. 

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  

@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!  =)

Lied der Jugend/ Song of the Youth

During one day when I was organizing the attic of an old house I came across this old “historical valuable gem” when Austria was still (more or less) in the first Republic.

Das Lied der Jugend, translated in Song of the Youth was composed and written in honour of the by Nationalsocialist assasinated Austrian Cancellor Engelbert Dollfuß. The July coup, whilest it failed was more or less the beginning of the end of the first Republic of Austria, whilest the Nazy Party got declared Illegal in Austria, four years later Austria became a part of Nazi Germany, the first but also from the start already weakly first Republic was no more.

Engelbert Dollfuß is a very controversial Person in Austrian History. On the one side he’s praised to have “sacrificed himself to avoid Austrias “Annexation” what Hitler wanted.

On the other side he silenced and dissolved the parliament of Austria and after an short lived Civil War he declared both Socialists and Communists as illegal, before that he also brought back the death penalty. 

The party that ruled alone and was under his control had the name “Vaterländische Front” as a Symbol they had together with the Austrian Flag the red white Cross Potent. (You can see it over the bust of Dollfuß)

Dollfuß also had connections with Benito Mussolini and whilest it’s heavy discussed if Dolfuß now built up a fascist state and was a dictator, it can at least be said that his try to built up his Federal State of Austria together with his believe of Austrofascism.

As already mentioned Dollfuß is a very and highly controversial and discussed historical person in Austria. Until this year for example, the Austrians People Party (for short ÖVP) had a portrait of him in their parliamentary group and also hold a mass in celebration of his 70th anniversary of death, that was 2004.

Nowdays those voices become more and more less, this year the portrait for example came to a museum together with a plaque that has an explaining text.

The former cancellor/dicator will probably remain forever a controversial character in history but is nowdays more seen in a bad light, instead of a good one.

I by myself can not say much about this man, I see him as a man who tried to bring um a fascist regime and failed in doing so because after his death his planned state was soon part of Nazi Germany.

The future and the people will decide how Dollfuß is seen in the end, everyone has to make his own opinion.

I hope you where able to learn something

With greetings

The Bowlerhatwearer

(Disclaimer for everyone, I do NOT support Dollfuß neither do I his Idology nor any way of Fascism, Nationalsocialis  or other form of Dictatorship. What I try is to show people here a bit of History, nothing more, this is not a post to praise or glorify something or someone like this.)

Mudbound dir. Dee Rees (2017)

What a rare and wonderful feeling it is to see a film that you’ve been anticipating for months and have it not only live up to your expectations, but surpass them. This was the spirit in which I watched Dee Rees’s Mudbound, a an emotionally rich, visually sumptuous American epic. 

The movie is based on a novel by Hillary Jordan that I found frankly disappointing, but whereas Jordan’s novel shortchanged her black characters, screenwriters Virgil Williams and Dee Rees expand their point of view to make them full-fledged human beings with desires and lives of their own. 

Spanning roughly a decade, the film follows two families living in Mississippi pre-, peri-, and post WWII. The McAllans are a white collar middle-class family descended from plantation owners. The Jacksons are upwardly mobile tenant farmers descended from slaves. Their lives intersect when Henry McAllan (Jason Clarke) buys the farm that the Jacksons work on and uproots his refined city wife (Carey Mulligan), their two children, and his widowed father to the dirty broken-down farmhouse on the land. For Henry, the land is something he’s entitled to, replacement for the legacy he was cheated out of when his father sold the plantation that his grandfather once owned along with the slaves who worked it. For the Jacksons their connection with the land is a connection with their history and themselves. Walking in the fields he toils Hap Jackson (Rob Morgan), the family patriarch, muses on the fact that his family has lived and worked and died there for generations. They may no longer be slaves, but Hap knows that his family’s present and future is incredibly fragile and that any ill wind, including the whims of powerful white men, could set his family back for years or for life.  

I suppose, given the subject matter, the film could have easily come across as didactic or heavy handed, but Rees is a filmmaker of insight and imagination and under her direction Mudbound becomes an ode to family, friendship, legacy and love. It is a slow-winding piece and while I’ve seen some describe it as the unlikely friendship between two WWII veterans, one black and one white, to me Mudbound is very much about what it is in its first half, the struggle of two opposing families who want to establish their legacies and secure their futures.   

While a lot of praise must be given to director/co-writer Rees, she is matched every step of the way by some truly stellar collaborators, from her cast (not a weak link among the principle seven, and though I’m sure everyone will have their individual favourites, Rob Morgan, as the Jackson family patriarch, was mine), the cinematography which is lush, sweeping and impartial, capturing violence and beauty with the same steady gaze, and the score which is chillingly good and helps imbue the film with a nauseating tension that only dissipates in the final frames.  

What Rees has created here is a masterwork that is richly textured and incredible to watch and one I can’t wait to revisit again and again.   

darkmistandodddreams  asked:

I would absolutely love a bit more on the "like arthur under the hill" universe. If it gets a bit more Peter/Nightingale than the original I'd be delighted, but I'd also be really happy with gen. Maybe a scene of Nightingale teaching Peter magic or Peter teaching Nightingale about something modern he doesn't understand? Only if you're up for it of course :)

 You’d think that someone who’d fallen into a magical sleep in 1945 and woken up in the twenty-first century would have the greatest difficulty adjusting to things like high-definition television or fluorescent lights or gay marriage, but Nightingale didn’t blink at any of those things - in fact he seemed to be rather pleased by at least two of them. But he’d never developed the habit of wearing a seatbelt, and it showed. He lost it - for the Nightingale version of losing it, which was so low-key as to be nearly unnoticeable - about the tenth time we got in a car and I politely reminded him to put it on. Which was only the times I was driving, so it took a while to get there.  

 "Is it really that important?“ he said, with a sideways glance at me. "We’re hardly going to be going at high speeds.”

 "I can show you statistics whenever you like,“ I said. "Biggest road safety improvement of the last half-century.”

 He didn’t quite roll his eyes. 

 "And it does wonders for my peace of mind, okay?“ I tried. "Attend a few high-speed road accidents and it’ll do wonders for yours, too.”

 Amazingly, that shut him up. But just to be sure, I found a couple of long review articles about their effectiveness - not actual scientific journal things, but with some nice graphs - printed them off, and put them on his desk. He’s adapted to TV, like I said, but we’re still working on computers and email. One step at a time. 

 "What’s this?“ he asked me. 

 "Seat belts,” I said. He scanned the first page, flicked through and paused on a graph, and a smile started to grow on his face. 

 "What?“ I asked, because I wasn’t totally sure I liked his expression. Then he looked up at me, and I thought maybe it was alright, even though he hadn’t said anything. 

 "You wanted to make sure I took this seriously.”

 "If you don’t believe me, believe the science.“  

 He looked down again at that, but I couldn’t work out why. 

 "Anyway,” I said. “I have to go bash some Latin verbs into submission.”

 "Peter,“ he said, as I was almost out the door. "Thank you, but your peace of mind was quite enough motivation to be going on with.”

 "Yeah, well, we’ll see what else that works on,“ I said before I thought about it, and then left before I could think about it. (When I told Lesley about this later, she put her face in her hands and groaned theatrically, but she does this a lot when I tell her stories, so I didn’t think it meant too much.) 

 I hope he still read the articles, though. My peace of mind is all very well, but it’s physics you really can’t argue with. 


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.

Honestly I’m kind of terrified about how easily the media has been led by the nose by the “alt-right” to this fearmongering about antifa and these mysterious youngsters in black willing to use violence to defend their communities against an extremely violent and deadly ideology. This is what the fucking nazis want, they want people to be afraid of anti-fascists so they’ll gravitate toward fascism. According to things I’ve read, and some things actually being spread by the alt-right, the nazis gained support pre-WWII by pointing to the German communists and saying “the Soviets are trying to make Germany communist” and then drumming up a punch of press about fights between fascists, communists, and anti-fascists and making it look like the nazis were victims.

I don’t think antifa or anyone should stop fighting because then fascists just roll right over us. But how the fuck do we get the media to stop letting themselves get played by nazis?

anonymous asked:

Top six historical romance novels!

1. THE SURVIVOR’S CLUB SERIES BY MARY BALOGH. Reccing as a series because otherwise this list would just be the series. Highly recommended. Regency.

2. The Brothers Sinister Series by Courtney Milan. My favorites are The Duchess War and The Countess Conspiracy, your mileage may vary. Regency.

3. Eva Ibbotson’s historicals, all standalone, significantly less explicit (or in some cases no sex at all) than many others. A Countess Below Stairs (post-WWI England), The Morning Gift (just pre-/start of WWII England), A Company of Swans (Brazil pre-WWI), The Reluctant Heiress (Austria post-WWI), A Song for Summer (Austria just pre-WWII but goes into it), Madensky Square (Austria pre-WWI, the least traditional romance novel of these).

4. What Happens in London is my favorite Julia Quinn to rec, but Romancing Mr. Bridgerton is my favorite Julia Quinn to read, so take that how you will. Regency.

5. Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster. Not a traditional romance novel, set in the US in the early 20th century and written then too.

6. The Duke of Dark Desires by Miranda Neville, recced to me by @soemily and thoroughly delightful. Regency.


A reminder that Wondertrev’s relationship is just so epic that even a century after Steve’s death Diana is still mourning (and it’s canon):

- She could have used other aliases to cover the fact that she is immortal yet she chose to keep the surname he gave her. Just imagine all the trouble she had to go through, like facing suspicions and fudging documents/getting fake IDs and such, and we’re talking about 100 years and the advancing technology is only making it ever-increasingly difficult. 

- The watch he gave her is so close by it’s literally sitting in her work desk’s drawer. It’s possible that she loves her job and is a workaholic and it would explain why the watch is there - she could take it out whenever she’s thinking of him and she spends most of her time in her office. Also, notice how well-preserved the watch is? For a hundred year old piece of item, leather and pre-WWII metal, nonetheless, a lot of care and effort must have been put into it for it to be in such pristine condition. 

Thank you again Patty for all the effort and giving us wondertrev shippers these small but wonderful and comforting details to live by. 


Silk Kimono.  Early Showa Period (1927-1940), Japan.  The Kimono Gallery.  A black and white chirimen silk kimono featuring stenciled abstract patterning. This artifact is a reflection of the great art experimentation in Japan occurred during the exuberant and confident Taisho and early Showa periods of the 1912-1940 period. This dazzling kimono reflects the influence on Japanese art from Europe and North America during this period. The influence that Japan had on the development of Art Nouveau and art Deco in the West is profound, but there has been little research on the cross-pollination of art influences between the Japanese and the West during several decades preceding WWII. A lot of extant kimonos from this pre-WWII period - especially meisen silk ones - sport clearly Western-influenced 20th century art styles. However, is the art on kimonos like this example only influenced by the West, or is their more art breakthroughs in Japan during this period than has been researched and documented?


WARNING: This post is about chemicals frequently used in acts of war and terrorism- particularly acts that have recently made headlines and been a very real, terrifying, and deadly part of people’s lives and news cycles. This post does not explicitly reference any particular real-life attack. That being said, it does present information aimed at writing the human response to exposure to nerve agents in a fictional and/or whumpy context, and does mention several uses of nerve agents in fiction. If you’re not comfortable with reading about such things, or don’t feel comfortable reading them in those contexts, feel free to keep scrolling- if you do want to read it, the rest of the post is below the cut.

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(WWII) the first soldier bucky kills has blonde hair like steve’s and for a sickening moment he sees steve laid out there with his bullet lodged in his skull as blood spills around him like the last blanket he’ll ever need. he retches immediately after and keeps the hallucination to himself. he writes steve a letter that night and explains it in every gruesome detail and chooses to burn it instead. the next time it happens he tells himself that it’s one less man that poses a threat to steve, one last man who stands in between going home at last & dying. it becomes easier after that.