Slave revolts in Puerto Rico: conspiracies and uprisings, 1795-1873
by Guillermo A. Baralt
From the emergence of the first sugar plantations up until 1873, when slavery was abolished, the wealth amassed by many landowners in Puerto Rico derived mainly from the exploitation of slaves. But slavery generated its antithesis - disobedience, uprisings and flights. This book documents these expressions of collective resistance.
- Lance can box. Used to practice with his uncles all the time. Almost became a pro boxer but decided he wanted to go to Space instead.
- excelled in gymnastics but he didn’t want his family to think less of him. His brothers and cousins were all mechanics, baseball players and barbers. Amd his dad supported him but he let Lance know how worried he was about them treating him different. So he kept it private until he performed his aerial dance for the bi bo bis.
- is multilingual. Yeah there are still a few issues but he picks languages up fast. He just second guesses himself a lot. His first languages were Spanish and Gaelic but he eventually learned English, Russian, Japanese and Korean. He likes to pretend he doesn’t know what Shiro and Keith talk about until Keoth insults him and Lance responds back. His accent is thick but Keith’s expression is priceless.
“You know, keith, at least when I insult you I do it in a language I know you understand.”
He starts learning Altean from Coran and when Lotor arrives on board, Lance offers him kindness and even ropes him into teaching him Galran.
He’s not worried about being perfect at it but he needs to be able to defend himself at least
*sofia vergara voice* DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW SMART I AM IN SPANISH???!!!
-hes not the best with swords but somehow he’s able to wield a machete. Keith is…so confused. When he asks Lance to make his bayard into a blade, thats the form it takes.
“Huh, would you look at that? Looks like all that time hacking at sugar cane in abuelo’s fields paid off.”
And it did. He has a mean swing. And he’s fast and adaptable. It’s just his strength they need to build up or he needs to evade heavy blows And he needs to stop thinking so damn much.
- Lance is naturally good at measuring. He just needs people to trust him. His voltron kicks would work otherwise. He used to play pool a lot and uses the same techniques for shooting. It makes him wonder. He remembers watching Wanted as a kid. Can you really curve a bullet?
He decides to test it out on the training deck.
Yes. Yes he can.
Pidge doesn’t know how he does it. According to her calculations it shouldn’t be possible.
She doesn’t call him sharpshooter until she sees it with her own eyes.
-lance didn’t always have guns. He learned how to shoot when he was young. People tried to fuck with his grandpa’s farm all the time. So they were always ready for worse to come to worst if they had to defend their land. Sometimes all they had were bows and arrows they made since there were only five guns and 8 men.
He’s kidnapped once in his pajamas. No suit. No bayard. He’s alone on this planet of slaves. He causes an uprising, helps the rebels make weapons at least to help them until they can steal the blasters off the sentries and team voltron arrives to arrows flying. At the center is Lance who’s about as accurate as Hawkeye.
“Woah,” Hunk says.
-Shiro almost has a heart attack when Lance disappears underwater and doesn’t come back up. He tries to get to him and almost drowns himself because his metal arm throws him off. Turns out Shiro can’t swim withoit significant difficulty now. Lance pulls him out.
“What the fuck were you thinking?”
“You were drowning!”
“Shiro, I can hold my breath for ten minutes on a bad day! 15 on a good day. I’m basically a fish.”
He can also dive fairly deep on his own. He gas to come back up before the water pressure gets to him, though.
what are you hopes for da4? where do you think it'll be set?
i don’t follow fandom theories and meta too closely so this is really just my superficial take on things. i also try not to think of anything as “predictions”, because who knows, really.
that being said im ALMOST sure it’ll be at least partly set in tevinter, because it really seems to be gearing towards that for a number of reasons
qunari war starting up again
dorian & co wanting to change how things are over there
the final moments of trespasser were really pointing to that too
tevinter is heavily tied with elven history which seems to be particularly in focus in the story rn
with all that i think it’d look ridiculous if we weren’t in tevinter at all, but i say “almost” sure because again, who knows.
as for my hopes, well,
it would be nice to hear from the grey warden situation, and if we do go to the north it would put us closer to the anderfels so it’s not entirely unrealistic, or so i’d like to believe.
i would like whoever the human option for player character to not be a noble. i dont think that would be of much interest if we’re going to be put in the middle of a possible slave uprising in tevinter. a return of a city elf option would be great too, for the same reason.
if it is tevinter, a city setting more like da2 had would be cool, and less of endless expanses of land with nothing but fetch quests. it looked pretty, sure, but it’s not what i play dragon age for.
dwarves. literally anything about them in any positive or relevant way. that would be nice.
a comeback of the mood icons in the dialogue wheel but this time it actually shows up more than 3 times in the whole game and actually matters, something like the special red/purple/blue options you had in da2 when your hawke is predominantly a certain color would be cool.
same thing for the race/class specific dialogue options. let the character’s background be relevant.
on that note, something like the origins quest would be nice, getting a glimpse of what the character’s life was like before they’re thrown into the main story.
bringing back approval/friendship slider. i want a visual representation of how much that character loves me.
letting us rename saves again. my crops are dying.
@ everyone feel free to reblog & comment on or add to this if you feel like it, i’d be interested in seeing what other people are thinking
Since they keep bringing up the Warden, Hawke, and now the Inquisitor in the games, I have a feeling that it would be TOTALLY cool for DA4 to basically be like this:
A chapter where you play as the Warden, desperately trying to find a cure for the Blight while also amassing a power house of allies to help you as shit hits the fan
A chapter where you play as Hawke, combing through the fade, blades drawn and ready, furiously trying to find a way out, amassing a power house of spirit allies to help you find your way to freedom
A chapter where you play as the Inquisitor, trying to maintain power and balance as you desperately try to find peaceful solutions to the problems that are tearing Tedas apart at the seams, trying to maintain allies as you start to make shadier and shadier decisions in the name of peace
A chapter where you play as a Tevinter slave that starts an uprising, amassing allies and gaining enemies as you try to free your people from the clutches of evil once and for all, everything culminating into a big crescendo as they all come together in the end for the common good
AND THEN SOLAS IN THE BACKGROUND ACCIDENTALLY FUCKING EVERYTHING UP.
✫The Naboo Cell having been supplied with clothes by the Tatooime Liberation Front Donna Karan, Pre Fall 2011
What if… while the Republic and the Separatists are at war with each other after Invasion of Naboo, a Slave Uprising breaks out on Tatooine. Even after the Clone Wars has ended, the Republic is reorganized into an Empire that leaves the Desert World, that’s embittered in a civil war between the Hutts and Revolutionaries, to it’s own devices. Among them is 21 year old Revolutionary Anakin Skywalker, a force sensitive human male who is trained in the ways of the Force by Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn or rather their Force Ghosts. But the problem is Anakin doesn’t really agree with most of the Jedi Code and thus refuses to become a Jedi…
Ever the tactician, Sabé knew that their forced landing on Tatooine would put a wedge in their plans. Although she supposed they completed their mission having infiltrated and sabotaged the crown jewel of the imperial navy. Still if the conversation Yané overheard would prove to be true the Empire was working on something far worse then the Malevolence. And while this… Death Star might not be operational for many years they had to informs the Alliance Leaders as soon as posible. While their ship might have been damaged during their escape, their situation could’ve have been far worse. The fact that the ship had crashed in a region of Tatooine that was in the hands of the revolutionaries rather then the Hutts spoke of their luck. Because Sabé and rest of her fellow handmaidens knew that if a moisture farmer (it didn’t matter Cliegg Lars had ties to the Revolutionaries) had recognized them, the Hutts would have too. They would either handed over to the empire to collect the bounties on their heads or they would’ve been enslaved and by the Hutts like she overheard Skywalker say to Padmé.
Speaking about Skywalker, the young man was probably the only positive thing about the desert planet. If only for the fact he made Padmé act like a normal girl. The fact he made the former Queen smile and laugh made him a good person in Sabé’s book. Well that and the fact he and his people supplied them with local clothing. Both their trooper armor and imperial uniforms made them stand out like a sore thumb on Tatooine and were quite simply not resistant to heat and sand of the planet.
A Hook/Emma angel/demon AU. They hide in plain sight, the servants of heaven and hell. The angels and the demons, who can save your soul or damn it. They stand on opposite sides, they are the bringers of light and the agents of darkness, they are enemies in an eternal war, but what happens when an angel and a demon are inexplicably drawn to each other?
The white sails rose high against a cloudless sky, rippling loud as thunder and snapping taut in the wind. The sea breeze raked through his hair like a lover’s eager caress while he stood at the helm, watching the unending line of the horizon in the distance and holding their course towards the isle that bore the French colony of Saint-Domingue. The island itself was not yet visible to the naked eye, not even to Killian’s gaze, far keener than that of any of the mortal sailors who worked the lines, pumped the bilges and swabbed the deck under his command. They were a rough crew, made up of deserters and thieves and degenerates, a hard-drinking, gambling, whoring group of men who were all guilty right down to the marrow of their bones of a multitude of sins. But they all feared Captain Hook, known in every port from the northern reaches of the Carolina coast down to Rio de Janeiro for his ruthless methods and black heart, a heart - that it was whispered quietly below decks over one too many cups of grog - was not human.
That same dark heart beat a bit faster in his chest with the rise and fall of the ship on the waves, the narrow prow cutting easily through the white swells like a hot knife through butter. With nothing but the sea and the sky surrounding him on all sides it was the closest a demon like him could get to flying, with the whistle of the wind in his ears and the warmth of the sun on his face. If he closed his eyes he could barely feel the planks under his feet or the smooth wood under his hands for a brief moment that seemed to last for an eternity. His initial foray into the Caribbean sea trade had started as nothing more than a whim, an opportunity to invest some capital, add to his considerable fortune and he found the tropical weather to be much more to his taste than the chill of the drab and damp European winters. But Killian had found to his surprise that he genuinely enjoyed sailing for its own sake as well. There was a subtle art to it, in the rise and fall of the sails to make the most of the breeze, in the turn of the hull into ancient currents that led right to the four corners of the globe. North, south, east, or west, under the crimson flag of piracy it was all just pure freedom. The chains that bound him were not the shackles worn by the mortal souls helplessly trapped in the most inhuman of bondage practiced in the whole of history, his irons went unseen by all by him. He felt the weight of them nonetheless, and the burn of the invisible brand that marked him for what he was. Forever damned, with no hope of salvation in this world or the next, his master’s leash was long but the collar could not be pried from his neck.
Yet out on the open sea, with the salt in his throat and the spray on his skin, he forgot all of that for a little while.
In view of Thomas Jefferson’s abhorrence of slavery, which he coined a “blot” and a “stain” upon America, why did he remain a slave owner for his entire life and fail to direct that his slaves be freed after his death? Why so did Jefferson not play a more forceful role in the antislavery movement branching from the occurrence of the Enlightenment and the American Revolution that he was so heavily influenced by or influential towards? What induced him to couple the emancipation of slaves with the removal of the black population from the United States “beyond the reach of mixture”? Why did he insist upon measuring the intelligence of illiterate, hopelessly disadvantaged black slaves by criteria applicable to free white Americans?
Jefferson himself denied the allegations of him bedding a young mulatto slave girl named Sally Hemings which to this day exists as the most controversial crack on Jefferson’s character. There remains a paradox of how that the author of the Declaration of Independence–the largest document of personal liberty and freedom–was one of the largest slaveholders of his time.
Thomas Jefferson was intimately associated with slavery from the cradle to grave. His first memory was of being carried on a pillow by a slave; and a slave carpenter, a brother of Sally Hemings, constructed the coffin in which he was buried in at Monticello. Without the abolition of slavery, Jefferson realized that the attainment of a society based upon the freedom and equality of opportunity would forever allude the American people. His father was a slave owner from whom young Thomas inherited both land and slaves after his death. All the Virginia Randolphs, who he was related to via his mother Jane, held slaves. When he went to Williamsburg in 1760 to attend the College of William and Mary he took with him a personal slave named Jupiter, whom he later made his coachman. Jefferson’s wife’s dowry consisted of 132 slaves and many thousands of acres of land. He recognized his wealth principally in slaves and in land. By the time he wrote the Declaration of Independence he had become, by inheritance, purchase and marriage, one of the principal slave owners and one of the wealthiest men in Virginia.
While Jefferson regarded slavery (as stated previously) as a “hideous evil”, the bane of American society and wholly irreconcilable with his ideal of “republican virtue”, he was never able completely to cast aside the prejudice and the fears which he had absorbed from his surroundings toward people of color, he did not free himself from dependence upon slave labor and, in the end, he made the expansion of slavery into the territories a constitutional right. If Jefferson as a Virginia planter was caught inextricably in the toils of slavery, as a man of the Enlightenment he knew the institution to be antithetical to the ideals by which he lived. The men of the Enlightenment condemned slavery as a vestige of barbarism.
Going back to your earlier post where you said whites love POC who dont fight white supremacy. Is that a part of the model minority myth when it comes to asian americans? Like i wouldnt know much about asian civil right marches. But i guess reading history books you only see where asian immigrants were slaughtered by prejudiced fearful whites and nothing there was really no back lash from the community, wheres as there are a lot of slave uprisings and rebellions.
It could be but no, I was referring to when People of Color are praised as heroes for “standing up” to racism but have to be composed, calm, and do it in peaceful, civil ways. For once, I want to see a real hero beat the shit out of a white supremacist. That’s the kind of hero that deserves praise lmao.
On Asian Americans though, there is definitely uprisings or rebellions. It’s just we don’t really hear about them.
So there’s definitely uprisings and rebellions, they’re just not discussed or seen as part of American history because Asian Americans are always made out to be foreigners. Even for you, I wouldn’t default Asian Americans as being submissive and not speaking out or anything.
The Asian American community WAS THERE during the Civil Rights Movement:
And THIS is Asian Americans TODAY:
We’re here. We’ve always been here. You just need to look harder.
"In DAIV, I want Fenris to consciously and healthily make the well thought out decision to trade his deserved freedom and security in order to lead a major slave uprising in Tevinter.":
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"In DAIV, Fenris must!!! OBVIOUSLY! be the one to lead a major slave uprising in Tevinter because that's HIS job since he's an escaped slave. He has to!":
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"In DAIV, I want Fenris to help organize a slave uprising in Tevinter beside his good allies Dorian and Anders.":
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for the wise: if you have an exam coming up, and need to study, do not read
this series. Should you be planning what books to pack for a trip away with
friends, put this series down; it can wait. Your social life and your trip will
thank you. But, if you are like me and perfectly enjoy stabbing yourself in the
foot and finding yourself awake at 3 A.M. the night before a big exam, reading
what you swear is the last chapter for the day, then please, pick up The Final
Empire. Don’t say I didn’t warn you though.
follows the story of Vin, an orphaned street thief who finds herself adopted
into a band of thieves planning the biggest heist in recorded history, one
which, should all go well, would end with a slave uprising, the fall of the
nobility, and the coup of the tyrannical, and supposedly immortal Lord Ruler. The
series is well balanced with fast paced action, mystery, and a healthy enough
dose of classic fantasy trope subversion to keep readers continuously on their
toes. To say anything more would be to spoil, but suffice to say, this was all
I required to pick up the first book.
Set in a grim world only just entering its
industrial age, Mistborn lies squarely within the realm of high fantasy. And in
that genre, Sanderson effortlessly marks himself out from his peers. His
worldbuilding is exquisite: each city we enter feels alive and different, and
the different cultures and religions are all superbly fleshed out. Sanderson
knows just how long to spend worldbuilding too. He knows just when we require a
cursory glance and the illusion of depth, versus the times we require more
detail to make the world seem believable. Unlike many authors, he knows not to
bore with information dumps, opting rather instead to weave the lore seamlessly
into the narrative, occasionally having the characters asking the same
questions as the reader, a situation which in less capable hands would seem
garish and annoying, but he manages to keep it intriguing.
most outstanding about his worldbuilding however is his magic system. I have
heard Allomancy to be described as a Full Metal Alchemist-esque magic system,
in the way that there are, to an almost scientific degree, rules that both the
readers and the characters know of, and yet still enough mystery and vagueness
that it remains magical. The rules also make sure that the magic can never be
used as a deus ex machina to get our protagonists out of trouble easy. Allomancy
is also unique in how it works - it has the benefit of being an incredibly
simple idea done very well. And when we start encountering Allomantic fights,
Sanderson never once fails to make you feel the breakneck pace of the combat,
or the heightened danger, or the incredible power wielded by the Allomancers;
and he never slows it down with unnecessary collateral destruction. Pages of
fighting flip by in seconds and leave you standing breathless among the corpses
of our hero’s enemies.
of heroes, the series’ biggest selling point is arguably it’s protagonist. In a
genre plagued by the frankly uncomfortable number of male protagonists and
underdeveloped female characters, Vin stands squarely apart. She is incredibly
well fleshed out: strong, vulnerable, feminine, and badass, with none of the
sexist “not like other girls” bullshit. She is her own character, with her own
agency, flaws, insecurities, likes and dislikes and is just a very believably
written girl, albeit with super powers. The other characters too are never
boring or interchangeable, and the character dynamics come across vividly the
moment they set foot in the scene. The one gripe I would put forward is that,
in concentrating on making Vin a well-rounded character, Sanderson fell victim
to the classic blunder of not including many other prominent female roles. While
other female characters do exist, it is arguable if all the books pass Bedchel,
which although not the best of markers, is still disappointing. Sanderson has,
however, expressed his regret at this oversight, and is working to make sure
his other books are better. And while this is most definitely a flaw in the
series, it is not one I would consider a deal breaker, especially when given
how well Vin, and indeed, the rest of the entire series is written.
point I would like to touch upon may verge into spoiler territory. I shall be
as vague as possible, but if you do not wish your reading experience be tainted
at all, I suggest you skip the upcoming paragraph.
Sanderson did well in this series, which I have seen few authors do this well,
is deal with an explicitly mentally ill character. At one point in the series,
a character falls into depression. They lose all motivation and purpose in
their life, and each day becomes a chore for them. Thanks to the writing, you
can really feel the sheer slog of depression, the completely lifelessness of
the characters’ existence, get into their skin in a way that is eye opening for
those who have never experienced it, and comforting for those who have,
altogether without drying the narrative flow, or becoming a dead weight. It is
something small, but handled well, and for someone like me who deals with
depression, a comfort to read.
The Mistborn Trilogy is a masterclass in high fantasy literature. The
worldbuilding is top notch, the characters are flawed, believable and ultimately
lovable, the magic inventive and immersive, and the fights pristine. Whether
you are a veteran fantasy fan looking for something different from the classic
sword-and-sorcery, or a teenager who needs a good female role model in their
books, I could not recommend Mistborn enough. It will grab you tight, and take
you on an adventure you will not be able to put down, and leave you three books
later emotionally compromised in the best of ways.
The Final Empire: 9.5/10
The Well of Ascension: 9.0/10
The Hero of Ages: 8.5/10
(Note: Overall score is not an average, but rather a mark of
how well each of the books tie into and enhance each other and how complete the
I had a quick question: you mentioned in a post about the "sodomite population" in the West Indies, and I was wondering if you had more info on that, or could point me towards more info? Like were they sent there, did they exile themselves, etc.? I'd really like to know more, so thank you in advance for any info you can give!
There’s not really specific statistics I can give you about the prevalence of sodomites in the West Indies or how accepting/apathetic the region was about sodomy at any given time. You have to understand that no two places on the map or in time would be the same about the issue, and it’s all circumstantial. But, given context, I can say that the West Indies would’ve had a larger population of people convicted of sodomy after the 1640s than any other British colony.
To answer your question, all I can do is explain the history of the labor force demographics of the colonial West Indies and let you make your own speculations.
The northern Breton port city of Farrun has a melancholy and sinister reputation, stemming from a long and bloody history that stretches all the way back to its infamous foundation as the foremost centre of the slave trade in northeastern Tamriel.
Originally named Fal’Ruhn (or “Snow Run” in the Altmeris), the city’s vast dockyards and processing halls were built to enable first the local ruling Altmer clans, then the Direnni Hegemony to monopolise the lucrative westbound trade in human captives from the wars of the Falmer and Chimer to the East.
The city’s name quickly became a byword for dread and desperation across the continent for Nord and Nede alike, and even today, millennia after the original city was destroyed in a slave uprising that helped usher in the end of Direnni rule in High Rock, the modern city of Farrun has never been able to escape its sordid past.
The more recent history of the Kingdom of Farrun has been blighted by invasions of Orcish hordes, civil war, betrayal of sacred oaths and economic ruin. Some even whisper that the very land the city is built on is forever cursed by the evils committed here so long ago, though the rulers of the city are quick to punish such superstitious talk.