Pedro Pascal photographed by Anthony Batista.

My stunning grandmother. Much #latergram

roachpatrol:

Historian and Feminist Scholar Gerda Lerner

When women were campaigning for the right to vote, they’d go on hunger strikes.

And what the police would do would be to grab them up, tie them to a chair, and ram a feeding tube down their throat. The clamps and tubes they used tore up the womens’ mouths. Sometimes the tube would go into the woman’s lungs. Then the woman might die of pneumonia. After women dying in jail became distasteful, they’d let the ill women go for a short period to recuperate in the community, then come and arrest them again.

Also suffragette protestors were beaten. Viciously. By the police. There’s all these pictures of smiling suffragettes having parades— they were risking their lives, some of them died. The police would come and beat them and sexually assault them. There aren’t many pictures of that, the newspapers wouldn’t run them, or the local government wouldn’t let them. 

They also chained themselves to shit, they set buildings on fire and smashed in windows, they followed politicians around shouting abuse, this one british woman threw herself under king george’s horse to be a martyr—they were violent. They were met with violence and they replied with violence. And a lot of them died. 

Then black women had to fight the same fucking fight all over again. 

That’s what  I think about when men say they gave us the right to vote. 

Reblogging because the woman who threw herself under the king’s horse went to my alma mater.

asheathes:

WIZARDING SCHOOLS AROUND THE WORLD: SALEM

Originally an all-girl school, the Salem Witches’ Institute opened its doors to wizards at the turn of the 20th century. Contrary to popular belief, there are no lingering ghosts from the Salem witch trials on campus or in the city because none of the convicted were actual magic folks; despite this, the magical community remains wary of muggle attention. Classes at the institute are therefore located all over the city in different buildings which are only accessible at certain times of the day, and can only be entered through magical means. The same door that leads to a coffee shop, for example, would also serve as the entrance to the school library for the students who know the correct password and hopes to access the building during its operational hours. For this reason, the institute refrains from implementing strict uniform policies, which stands in stark contrast to the very formal dressing practices of the Preparatory Academy of Magic in Louisiana. Every year during Hallowe’en, students like to crash house parties and perform simple spells to get a kick out of the bewilderment of muggles.

There’s nothing cooler than a #cameraobscura. #greenwich #london #latergram

If you stole a kiss, how would you return it?

"There is a dead man who lies by the ships, unwept, unburied:
Patroclus: and I will not forget him, never so long as
I remain among the living and my knees have their spring beneath me.
And though the dead forget the dead in the house of Hades,
even there I shall still remember my beloved companion."


— Achilles, Iliad Book 22 (via waroftheposes)

fyeahbroadway:

Poster art for the upcoming Broadway production of An American in Paris.

"Caption: every so often there was a  rare moment of perfect balance when I soared above him."                                                                                

HW