turnofthecentury:

A Female Mason Perched High above Berlin (c. 1910)
With the rise of industrialization, the number of German women who worked outside the home also increased. This usually meant factory work. But in some families with their own businesses, daughters also learned a trade so that they could help out: here, we see a master-mason’s daughter during the renovation work on the old city hall tower in Berlin. via GHDI 

turnofthecentury:

A Female Mason Perched High above Berlin (c. 1910)

With the rise of industrialization, the number of German women who worked outside the home also increased. This usually meant factory work. But in some families with their own businesses, daughters also learned a trade so that they could help out: here, we see a master-mason’s daughter during the renovation work on the old city hall tower in Berlin.
via GHDI 

fullten:

tetragrammaton7:

How it’s always been

70% of the black panthers in the 1970’s were women, black women will always be an important part of this movement 

fullten:

tetragrammaton7:

How it’s always been

70% of the black panthers in the 1970’s were women, black women will always be an important part of this movement 

wickedestwitchofthewest:

acciobenedictcumberbatch:

Feminist snark, 1915 style

It’s true, all problems really can be solved through sass

wickedestwitchofthewest:

acciobenedictcumberbatch:

Feminist snark, 1915 style

It’s true, all problems really can be solved through sass

(Source: anarchistsoup)

Just a few weeks ago, Marvel announced that Captain America would become the next superhero to piss off white fans and become a black person. Commenters on the website threatened to burn their Captain America shirts and ragequit the Marvel fandom. One even said that Marvel was ruining his favorite superhero. Another said that Captain America should always be white because he’s an ICON (sic). White audiences have grown increasingly critical of what they view as “politically correct” culture, in which people of color are being thrown into roles that are historically white simply to please some unspoken rule of diversity.

These commenters, wherever they may pop up on the internet, typically try to phrase their racism in an objective way. They claim that their outrage isn’t because the new character is black, but because the change alters canon, or is historically inaccurate, or is done only for financial reasons. “What if Black Panther became white?” fans often ask, suggesting that the same kind of backlash would be warranted for if the inverse example ever occurred.

And here we have Exodus: Gods and Kings, a movie starring a white guy playing Moses. Moses is a Hebrew born in Africa to an Israeli mother but raised by an Egyptian family. Christian Bale playing Moses is a change of canon. It is historically inaccurate. It is done for financial reason, because Christian Bale is a box office draw. It certainly looks like Exodus fulfills all the checkboxes white fans find so offensive when a black character happens to wander into their line of sight. Yet, there’s so far been nothing but silence from white audiences about the upcoming Christmas blockbuster. Why isn’t anyone threatening to burn their Moses shirts and convert to Buddhism?

lascasartoris:

FREE BOOKyeah I said 
FREE BOOK!!
Black London: Life Before Emancipation by Gretchen Gerzina (1995)A glimpse into the lives of the thousands of Africans living in eighteenth century London. 
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lascasartoris:

FREE BOOK
yeah I said

FREE BOOK!!


Black London: Life Before Emancipation by Gretchen Gerzina (1995)
A glimpse into the lives of the thousands of Africans living in eighteenth century London. 

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rgfellows:

dandraco:

hollyoakhill:

do you ever think about how little Michelangelo cared

All right, everyone, grab a chair and sit back because I’m going to share with you what I learned about Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel in my Art History Class.
The man NEVER wanted to paint the damn thing. But the pope at the time “forced him to” According to my teacher. Michelangelo hated this man, I MEAN REALLY HATED HIM. So did a majority of people. The pope’s nickname translated literally means “Terrible pope”.
And the working conditions were awful. He had to work on his back with all that paint, which is filled with some toxic shit that gave Michelangelo a limp for the rest of his life. (Also, our teacher made us get on our backs and try drawing with both hands JUST to prove how bad and uncomfortable it is.)
At the time, the ceiling was so high, you could barely see it. You need binoculars to get a good look at what’s up there, by the time people could see the paintings, there was a lot of weird symbolism that Michelangelo hid up there.

This one? The creation of the sun and moon? God is mooning you. And the pope and all others after him prayed under that without knowing.

This one? At the time, dissecting was sacrilegious and everyone found out how behind God was what looked like half a brain. blah blah, science, science, that pissed everyone off.
And also, ALLLLLLL the men and women in the Sistine Chapel are all on fucking steroids. My teacher described the women’s bodies as "Men bodies with boobs slapped on."
And then there is this:

Now this is the back wall. Michelangelo actually wanted to paint this one after he finished the ceiling. (and there was a different pope too, I believe.) However, originally, EVERYONE in that painting was naked. And they didn’t like it. Adam and Eve naked? That’s cool. But Jesus? Now you crossed the line. So the pope at the time hired someone else to censor it and give the important figures clothes. He worked on it for 6 or 9 months before he died.
And then the symbolism in this one is great. Somewhere in the right, there are homosexuals in heaven. (No matter what, the Vatican will say “Those straight men are happy” I’ll get to that in a second), Michelangelo painted himself near Jesus, and the terrible pope is in hell with a snake biting his balls.
And if you were to point ANY of this out to the Vatican, they will deny all of it and claim Michelangelo was a catholic hero. In fact, when they discovered the symbolism around the 60s or 70s, the guy who told the Vatican was kicked out of the Vatican for life.
TL;DR: Michelangelo hated the pope and made the best “fuck you” of all time.

YO. ALL OF THIS^. Michelangelo was hella grumpy all of the time. It was fantastic.
However, as beautiful as this commentary is, I’m gonna make a little correction. The Pope isn’t the one in hell getting his balls bitten; that guy is actually the Papal Minister of Ceremonies a the time, Biagio de Cesena. 
See, when Michelangelo was painting this, as you said, lots of people were uncomfortable with all of the nudity (especially because the Last Judgement [back wall mural] was painted much later when nudity in religious art was even more controversial than before), but the dude who was the angriest was de Cesena. 
He was so angry that he reportedly burst in on Michelangelo while he was working (which is already a big no-no because Michelangelo’s requirements for working were mostly “fuck the hell off and leave me alone or else I quit and I will stab you in the eye with my paintbrush/chisel”.). He then proceeds to tell Michelangelo that this fresco is disgusting and obscene and shame on him etc etc. He also referred to it as “i stui di nudi”, which means “A stew of nudes” which is one of the best descriptions of a thing ever, if you ask me. 
So Michelangelo, probably on the cusp of homicide is like “Thank you for the notes. Now get the fuck out,” and de Cesena reluctantly does. 
Later, he comes to see the finished product and finds that Michelangelo had painted his portrait down in Hell to represent the Minos, King of the Dead. He has the ears of an ass and the above described crotch biting snake:

Upon seeing this and being enraged, de Cesena went to the Pope to demand that it be changed and that Michelangelo be punished. However, the Pope was SO incredibly done dealing with Michelangelo’s snark, tantrums, and general hatred of the world and everyone in it, that he didn’t want to do shit. 
The Pope’s response to him was literally to say “As Pope, I have a lot of influence on Earth and up in Heaven, but I have no jurisdiction in Hell. You’re shit out of luck.” 
And it stayed.
Michelangelo, grade A artist, snark master, and professional dick.

rgfellows:

dandraco:

hollyoakhill:

do you ever think about how little Michelangelo cared

All right, everyone, grab a chair and sit back because I’m going to share with you what I learned about Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel in my Art History Class.

The man NEVER wanted to paint the damn thing. But the pope at the time “forced him to” According to my teacher. Michelangelo hated this man, I MEAN REALLY HATED HIM. So did a majority of people. The pope’s nickname translated literally means “Terrible pope”.

And the working conditions were awful. He had to work on his back with all that paint, which is filled with some toxic shit that gave Michelangelo a limp for the rest of his life.
(Also, our teacher made us get on our backs and try drawing with both hands JUST to prove how bad and uncomfortable it is.)

At the time, the ceiling was so high, you could barely see it. You need binoculars to get a good look at what’s up there, by the time people could see the paintings, there was a lot of weird symbolism that Michelangelo hid up there.

This one? The creation of the sun and moon? God is mooning you. And the pope and all others after him prayed under that without knowing.

This one? At the time, dissecting was sacrilegious and everyone found out how behind God was what looked like half a brain. blah blah, science, science, that pissed everyone off.

And also, ALLLLLLL the men and women in the Sistine Chapel are all on fucking steroids. My teacher described the women’s bodies as "Men bodies with boobs slapped on."

And then there is this:

Now this is the back wall. Michelangelo actually wanted to paint this one after he finished the ceiling. (and there was a different pope too, I believe.) However, originally, EVERYONE in that painting was naked. And they didn’t like it. Adam and Eve naked? That’s cool. But Jesus? Now you crossed the line. So the pope at the time hired someone else to censor it and give the important figures clothes. He worked on it for 6 or 9 months before he died.

And then the symbolism in this one is great. Somewhere in the right, there are homosexuals in heaven. (No matter what, the Vatican will say “Those straight men are happy” I’ll get to that in a second), Michelangelo painted himself near Jesus, and the terrible pope is in hell with a snake biting his balls.

And if you were to point ANY of this out to the Vatican, they will deny all of it and claim Michelangelo was a catholic hero. In fact, when they discovered the symbolism around the 60s or 70s, the guy who told the Vatican was kicked out of the Vatican for life.

TL;DR: Michelangelo hated the pope and made the best “fuck you” of all time.

YO. ALL OF THIS^. Michelangelo was hella grumpy all of the time. It was fantastic.

However, as beautiful as this commentary is, I’m gonna make a little correction. The Pope isn’t the one in hell getting his balls bitten; that guy is actually the Papal Minister of Ceremonies a the time, Biagio de Cesena. 

See, when Michelangelo was painting this, as you said, lots of people were uncomfortable with all of the nudity (especially because the Last Judgement [back wall mural] was painted much later when nudity in religious art was even more controversial than before), but the dude who was the angriest was de Cesena. 

He was so angry that he reportedly burst in on Michelangelo while he was working (which is already a big no-no because Michelangelo’s requirements for working were mostly “fuck the hell off and leave me alone or else I quit and I will stab you in the eye with my paintbrush/chisel”.). He then proceeds to tell Michelangelo that this fresco is disgusting and obscene and shame on him etc etc. He also referred to it as “i stui di nudi”, which means “A stew of nudes” which is one of the best descriptions of a thing ever, if you ask me. 

So Michelangelo, probably on the cusp of homicide is like “Thank you for the notes. Now get the fuck out,” and de Cesena reluctantly does. 

Later, he comes to see the finished product and finds that Michelangelo had painted his portrait down in Hell to represent the Minos, King of the Dead. He has the ears of an ass and the above described crotch biting snake:

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Upon seeing this and being enraged, de Cesena went to the Pope to demand that it be changed and that Michelangelo be punished. However, the Pope was SO incredibly done dealing with Michelangelo’s snark, tantrums, and general hatred of the world and everyone in it, that he didn’t want to do shit. 

The Pope’s response to him was literally to say “As Pope, I have a lot of influence on Earth and up in Heaven, but I have no jurisdiction in Hell. You’re shit out of luck.” 

And it stayed.

Michelangelo, grade A artist, snark master, and professional dick.

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atimo-taguy:

Mass Execution of aboriginal Children from the Mohawk Residential School located in Ontario. They took all those children and stood them up next to a big ditch, then they shot them all and they all fell into the ditch. Some of the kids were still alive and they just poured the dirt in on top of them. Buried them alive. Prisoners of the church. This mass murder happened in 1943 – in Brantford, Ontario, on land occupied by the Canadian Army, at its Basic Training Camp Number 20 Lorna McNaughton of Ohsweken, Ontario: is a survivor of the infamous “Mush Hole”, the Brantford Mohawk Indian residential school, run by the Church and Crown of England until 1970. Why were these children shot?  The school was overcrowded just then. She was there, Lorna saw the army bring in all these cots for lots of new kids who showed up from all over the country. They must have just wanted to get rid of all the extra hungry mouths; it was wartime and everything was rationed. One day those new kids were in the dorms, then they were all taken out, and were never seen again. A probable site of this mass burial of the executed children has been located, and is now under the protection and jurisdiction of the Onkwehonwe Mohawk Nation and its clan mothers. #indigenous #aboriginal The investigation into the Canadian Genocide continues.  The Mohawk residential school Institute, 1832-1970 – Church of England (Anglican) operated - Ontario.

atimo-taguy:

Mass Execution of aboriginal Children from the Mohawk Residential School located in Ontario. They took all those children and stood them up next to a big ditch, then they shot them all and they all fell into the ditch. Some of the kids were still alive and they just poured the dirt in on top of them. Buried them alive.

Prisoners of the church. This mass murder happened in 1943 – in Brantford, Ontario, on land occupied by the Canadian Army, at its Basic Training Camp Number 20

Lorna McNaughton of Ohsweken, Ontario: is a survivor of the infamous “Mush Hole”, the Brantford Mohawk Indian residential school, run by the Church and Crown of England until 1970.

Why were these children shot?

The school was overcrowded just then. She was there, Lorna saw the army bring in all these cots for lots of new kids who showed up from all over the country. They must have just wanted to get rid of all the extra hungry mouths; it was wartime and everything was rationed. One day those new kids were in the dorms, then they were all taken out, and were never seen again.

A probable site of this mass burial of the executed children has been located, and is now under the protection and jurisdiction of the Onkwehonwe Mohawk Nation and its clan mothers. #indigenous #aboriginal

The investigation into the Canadian Genocide continues.

The Mohawk residential school Institute, 1832-1970 – Church of England (Anglican) operated - Ontario.

minim-calibre:

fagtrender:

unthrash:

rocky horror is the worst and is also transmisogynistic can we please finally get over this shit movie

ok but like the writer is transgender nonbinary and the language used in the play was the preferred language by trans people of that time can we not deny parts of our history because we’ve evolved since then thanks

So fucking much this.

PS, youth of today: you’ll be saying the same damn thing about art from this time before too long, for good or for ill. Terminology will, in fact, change. Definitions will, in fact, shift. It always does, they always do. 

PPS, it is pretty much impossible to overstate how life-alteringly important this movie was to kids who didn’t conform to standard expectations of gender and sexuality, back in the day. Especially when back in the day was the mid-to-late 1980s, when the only queers you saw on TV were neutered AIDS tragedies, Bowie was playing straight, and even Elton John was married to a woman, and midnight showing of RHPS were pretty much the only place that felt like home. It was mental life raft for a lot of people.

I was one of them.

rocky horror picture show rocky horror show queer history coming of age in the age of AIDS presentism may have its place but it’s also a dangerous thing with which I have issues

maleinstructor:

In the heat of battle, photographer Horace Bristol captured one of the most unique and erotic photos of WWII.
Bristol photographed a young crewman of a US Navy “Dumbo” PBY rescue mission, manning his gun after having stripped naked and jumped into the water of Rabaul Harbor to rescue a badly burned Marine pilot. The Marine was shot down while bombing the Japanese-held fortress of Rabaul.
 “…we got a call to pick up an airman who was down in the Bay. The Japanese were shooting at him from the island, and when they saw us they started shooting at us. The man who was shot down was temporarily blinded, so one of our crew stripped off his clothes and jumped in to bring him aboard. He couldn’t have swum very well wearing his boots and clothes. As soon as we could, we took off. We weren’t waiting around for anybody to put on formal clothes. We were being shot at and wanted to get the hell out of there. The naked man got back into his position at his gun in the blister of the plane.”

maleinstructor:

In the heat of battle, photographer Horace Bristol captured one of the most unique and erotic photos of WWII.

Bristol photographed a young crewman of a US Navy “Dumbo” PBY rescue mission, manning his gun after having stripped naked and jumped into the water of Rabaul Harbor to rescue a badly burned Marine pilot. The Marine was shot down while bombing the Japanese-held fortress of Rabaul.


“…we got a call to pick up an airman who was down in the Bay. The Japanese were shooting at him from the island, and when they saw us they started shooting at us. The man who was shot down was temporarily blinded, so one of our crew stripped off his clothes and jumped in to bring him aboard. He couldn’t have swum very well wearing his boots and clothes. As soon as we could, we took off. We weren’t waiting around for anybody to put on formal clothes. We were being shot at and wanted to get the hell out of there. The naked man got back into his position at his gun in the blister of the plane.”

scooteraz:

He served for Hitler and the U.S. Army

Hank Welzel

Hank was born in Ohio in 1926, but moved with his family to Germany when he was two years old. He grew up under the Nazi regime and served in the German Army during WWII. After the war, he returned to the United States and then served in the U.S. Army on the front lines of Korea.

Hank’s is a unique story about national identity and personal redemption.

Hank Welzel was two years old in 1928 when his father’s career took the family from Ohio back to Germany, where they had emigrated from before the First World War. Young Hank became young Heinrich. He grew up under the Nazi regime, complete with a requisite membership in the Hitler Youth.

Hank’s family members were not supporters of Hitler or his Nazi party, he says. “You know you had to say ‘Heil Hitler’ every place you went into. My grandfather would say, ‘this is how high my dog jumped this morning,’” Hank says while holding his arm out straight with his palm oriented toward the floor. “So he did his thing, but they couldn’t nail him for it.”

The German Army drafted him in 1943 when he was 16 years old. He was trained as a medic and sent to northern Italy to help defend the Gothic Line. He was on a hill north of Florence when the U.S. Army took him prisoner.He was packed onto a ship and sent to a POW camp in Alabama. During his cross-Atlantic voyage, Hank and his fellow German soldiers would tap on the hull in Morse code to let prowling German U-boats know which ships in the convoy were carrying German prisoners.He lived in the POW camp in Alabama for the rest of the war. During his years in the German Army and in the POW camp, he never told his fellow German soldiers or captors that he was a U.S. citizen by birth. “You had to consider yourself a German if you wanted to stay alive,” Hank says. “You had to play the game, even if you didn’t want it or if you didn’t like it. I could not emotionally put my American heritage up front. I had to keep that in the background.”

It was not until after the war, when he was in France to help rebuild that country’s economy as part of the Marshall Plan, that he visited the U.S. Embassy in Paris to tell his story and get his papers in order for a trip back to United States — this time as a citizen.But first he traveled to East Germany to see his family for the first time since he was drafted into the ranks of the Wehrmacht and sent to Italy. His family had survived the Allied bombing campaigns and the violent retribution Russian soldiers inflicted on the German populace. Hank lived there for less than a year before he escaped to the U.S. Embassy in Berlin, his first stop on his trip back to the United States.

In 1949, he arrived in Connecticut with nothing but his German accent and a suitcase full of dirty laundry. Within a week of his return to the United States, he tried to join the U.S. Marines. “My grandfather had always put it into me: As an American you have to behave as an American. It’s not just a big joke. So I put it in my head: When I get back to the states I want to do my duty to my country. I figured, the first thing I wanted to do is my military service, so they couldn’t say ‘you were in the German army, but how about your own country?’”

Hank didn’t want to be labeled a traitor. He wanted to offer atonement to the country of his birth. Unfortunately, the Marines wouldn’t take him when he revealed his last place of residence was East Germany. So he settled down in Connecticut, where he had relatives. He got a job in a mill. He met his future wife, Gloria. He bought a car. He tried to create a new life and regain his U.S. identity.

“As far as I was concerned, the German thing was behind me, lost, forgotten, past,” Hank says. “My point was always: If it’s bad, forget it. And this was bad to me, so I forgot it and tried to forget it, and kept forgetting it.”

And then the Korean War began. A year after Hank’s failed attempt to join the Marines, the U.S. Army drafted him. He served as a medic in the 179th Infantry Regiment on the front lines of Korea for close to 11 months, earning a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star for valor.He had served his birth country, but he returned scarred from the war. “I was a basket case,” Hank says. “I would wake up screaming, dreaming.”

But he didn’t get help because of the stigma that still existed about what is now known as Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. “When I went to the VA for the first time, right after I came out of service, I went three times in a row, and each time they said come back tomorrow, come back tomorrow. And when I told my boss, he said, ‘what’s wrong with you?’ And people just didn’t … so many people were looking for your job you couldn’t gamble to lose it.”

So, he never went back to the VA. He suffered through the nightmares. He tried to forget the bodies, the battles, the men he couldn’t help. He worked hard, sometimes two jobs, to support his family. He never talked in any detail about the war to his wife or children. His wife, Gloria, heard snippets about the war here and there, but mostly, she says, they didn’t dwell on it as they were raising a family. Especially, the part about his service in the German Army. They tried to keep that a secret until the kids were older, until they would understand.

“The one thing we stressed was the fact that you were born in this country and was a medic in a war that went by the Geneva treaty, so he couldn’t be called a traitor,” Gloria says.

In the 1990s, Hank began having heart trouble, which doctors were having a hard time diagnosing. Eventually, it became clear it was related to PTSD.

“It’s hard to diagnose something that in reality destroyed you like 40, 50 years ago,” Hank says. “I mean, the key, the ground stones were laid during the war.”

Hank finally returned to the VA in the early 1990s and sought help for the PTSD that had lurked in the back of his mind for the past 40 years. He hasn’t fully come to terms with his war experiences yet, but after a life spent keeping his past a secret, he’s found the best therapy is to open up and discuss what he’s been through.