1. "Human sacrifice is such a charged subject that its practice by the Triple Alliance has inevitably become shrouded in myths. Two are important here. The first is that human sacrifice was never practiced—the many post-conquest accounts of public death-spectacles are all racist lies. It was indeed in the Spanish interest to exaggerate the extent of human sacrifice, because ending what Cortés called this “most horrid and abominable custom” became a post hoc rationale for conquest. But the many vividly depicted ceremonies in Mexica art and writing leave little doubt that it occurred—and on a large scale. (Cortés may well have been correct when he estimated that sacrifice claimed “three or four thousand souls” a year.)
    The second myth is that in its appetite for death as spectacle the Triple Alliance was fundamentally different from Europe. Criminals beheaded in Palermo, heretics burned alive in Toledo, assassins drawn and quartered in Paris—Europeans flocked to every form of painful death imaginable, free entertainment that drew huge crowds. London, the historian Fernand Braudel tells us, held public executions eight times a year at Tyburn, just north of Hyde Park. (The diplomat Samuel Pepys paid a shilling for a good view of a Tyburn hanging in 1664; watching the victim beg for mercy, he wrote, was a crowd of “at least 12 or 14,000 people.”) In most if not all European nations, the bodies were impaled on city walls and strung along highways as warnings. “The corpses dangling from trees whose distant silhouettes stand out against the sky, in so many old paintings, are merely a realistic detail,” Braudel observed. “They were part of the landscape.” Between 1530 and 1630, according to Cambridge historian V. A. C. Gatrell, England executed seventy-five thousand people. At the time, its population was about three million, perhaps a tenth that of the Mexica empire. Arithmetic suggests that if England had been the size of the Triple Alliance, it would have executed, on average, about 7,500 people per year, roughly twice the number Cortés estimated for the empire. France and Spain were still more bloodthirsty than England, according to Braudel."

    Charles C. Mann, 1491: New Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus

  2. thedoppelganger:

    The Color of Pomegranates, Sergéi Paradzhánov, 1968

    (Source: blue-voids, via elucipher)


  3. "A child free from the guilt of ownership and the burden of economic competition will grow up with the will to do what needs doing and the capacity for joy in doing it. It is useless work that darkens the heart. The delight of the nursing mother, of the scholar, of the successful hunter, of the good cook, of the skillful maker, of anyone doing needed work and doing it well—this durable joy is perhaps the deepest source of human affection, and of sociality as a whole."
    — Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed (via class-struggle-anarchism)

    (via quoms)


  4. (Source: brotherwife)


  5. brotherwife:


    Why do really prestigious graduate schools advertise themselves on Facebook or on public transit? You’re giving random people the false hope they can get accepted in to your school without an amazing GPA, GRE, and resume. That is not likely your target audience on the bus.



  6. highpriestess:

    i’ve said it before and i will say it again…. adults on scooters are all going to hell!!

    I’m already in hell.  Just waiting to get crushed under the wheels of an H2 so I can ascend to a higher plane of existence.


  7. simulatedcity:

    USA sends the military instead of doctors to control ebola and all I can think of is pink drill bit grinding through my skull like crumbling limestone


  8. liber-legis:


    "Why Does No One Care About My Sad Dick?" - Chuck Palahniuk

    "Why Do All These Mysterious and Magical Women Love My Sad Dick?" - Haruki Murakami

    "My Sad Dick is Lost in This Maze Beyond Space and Time" - Mark Z. Danielewski


  9. liber-legis:

    "Why Does No One Care About My Sad Dick?" - Chuck Palahniuk

    "Why Do All These Mysterious and Magical Women Love My Sad Dick?" - Haruki Murakami


  10. "Why Does No One Care About My Sad Dick?" - Chuck Palahniuk


  11. There must be some alternate universe where the October Revolution was instead American and the 1949 Revolution Mexican; but in place of Lenin, Stalin, and Mao are Helen Keller, Claudia Jones, and Frida Kahlo.  This heralds the end of white supremacy, imperialist violence and capitalist wage slavery worldwide.  Weak ass dudes with violent power fantasies are chased out of every city and every town, into the wilderness, where for the rest of their days they ask the stars “Why does no one care about my sad dick?”


  12. Does anyone know how to cross the astral plane into another world that isn’t ridiculous garbage?


  13. mehreenkasana:

    It amazes me how topical 9/11 is in the American consciousness when someone asks, “Where were you on 9/11?” I was in front of the television doing my homework. But I often ask: Where were you on 10/7 or 3/20 or 6/18 or 8/6 or 9/6 or 5/15 or the other dates when Western hegemony assaulted the lives of millions of innocent men and women? Where were you when the United States employed white phosphorous in Iraq in 2004 that resulted in a 38-fold increase in leukaemia, female breast cancer, infant mortality, lymphoma and brain tumors; statistics crossing those who survived the atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki? More importantly, as an American, when will you apologize?

    No amount of polls of Muslims denouncing ISIS will authenticate our humanity to the average Westerner who trusts propagated tropes from a culture industry more than anything else. It does not matter to the average bigot whether 126 senior Islamic scholars hailing from various parts of the Middle East, Europe, South Asia, North Africa and beyond theologically make clear in an open 24-bullet letter that the deeds of ISIS are entirely un-Islamic because to the average bigot, Islam is beyond redemption and its followers deserve to be punished by virtue of the faith they follow. It does not matter if one explains, as Alireza Doostdar does meticulously in this essay, that ISIS is not a religious problem but a political exacerbation that necessitates a contextual understanding of its chronological development and proliferation. This hostility is not innate. One is not born with vengeance for a specific group of people. It is instilled and socialized through social and institutional production of ideology from the State, media outlets, academia and everyday social exchange. It is manufactured by ever escalating dosages of premeditated images, sound bites and seductive rhetoric that lures one into regurgitating falsities about a people. It reaches to a point, as we see today, where simply appearing to be Muslim (as if there is a specific aesthetic embodied by us) elicits some of the most unwarranted suspicion, invasive questions and in many cases, outright violence.

    No Apology

  14. secretcinema1:

    Seminole, Florida, 1963, Vivian Maier

    (via vvirtuous)