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saucerkommand · 1 year
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'Brand New Ancients' by Rafael Pavarotti British Vogue February 2021 — Anne of Carversville
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thegoodmorningman · 1 year
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Magic and Wonder are waiting for you!!!
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keryth-fr · 3 months
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🔥🔥🔥 Wildclaw Wednesday 🔥🔥🔥
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edwardallenpoe · 19 days
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I'm sorry what do you mean you were three years old when sherlock came out. wh. what
(jk/unserious)
if I'm doing the math correctly (which I'm probably not lmao) I think I was actually two and a half when the first season of Sherlock AND Hannibal and the first Hobbit movie came out
It is very funny to think that I was on the other side of the planet chewing on mega blocks while they were filming those shows/movies, and now they're the same age as my grandparents and I'm having mental breakdowns over them.
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pokemonruby · 3 months
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pokemon day is imminent and i don't even care about b/w remakes or a legends game or whatever i just want some semblance of mystery dungeon content please for the love of god.
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goldensunset · 29 days
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been sleeping on ‘compass’ by mili
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thisgodwontforgiveyou · 2 months
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its genuinely hard to believe the same people wrote ff7 and ffx within 4 years of each other
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miutonium · 4 months
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I've stumbled upon this channel that does great video about medical history and while I really enjoyed watching it, my silly brain kept thinking about how Utonium would love to hear this with me and nerd out about microbiology until I fell asleep hsksjsksksksk
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I can’t quite describe why, but if I had to convey the essence of Brennan Lee Mulligan in ten words it would be
“You see the ancestral manor of the Ogre of Carabas.”
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blueiskewl · 2 years
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Ancient Egyptians may have used Branding Irons on Human Slaves
It has long been known from carvings and tomb paintings that the ancient Egyptians used branding irons to mark their cattle. Now a new study presents evidence that they also used branding stamps on human slaves , revealing that their status was on par with other property such as cattle.
The new research published in The Journal of Egyptian Archaeology reveals that ancient Egyptian texts refer to the sale and transfer of cattle and single out those that have a mark or stamp and those that don’t.  There are also paintings that depict restrained oxen, a brazier for heating a branding iron, and a worker using a long-handled brand to mark the animals.  Some of these branding irons, which were actually made of bronze, have also been uncovered.
Branding Slaves
However, a collection of 10 branding irons dating from Egypt’s 19 th dynasty (beginning c. 1292 BC), until the 25 th dynasty (ending 656 BC), were most likely used to mark the skin of human slaves as they were too small to use on cattle.
"They are so small that it precludes them from being used on cattle or horses," study author Ella Karev said . "I'm not excluding the possibility, but we have no evidence of small animals like goats being branded, and there is so much other evidence of humans being branded."
Branding Irons Too Small for Animals
Branding irons for cattle are typically four inches wide or larger. Any smaller than this and the mark becomes illegible as a calf grows. But a collection of small branding irons from ancient Egypt are only one third of that size – the same size as branding irons used by Europeans on human slaves in the 19th century.
Study author Ms Karev, who is a Postdoctoral Teaching Fellow in the Humanities at the University of Chicago, also refers to textual evidence in the form of ancient Egyptian writings that talk of “marking” slaves. It has often been assumed that slaves were marked using tattoos, however, Ms Karev presents substantial evidence that tattoos in ancient Egypt were used exclusively for religious and decorative purposes, while branding was used to mark property.
Slavery in Ancient Egypt
There were three types of slaves in Ancient Egypt – chattel slaves, who were mostly captives of war; bonded laborers, who were individuals that sold themselves or their children into slavery to pay off debts; and forced laborers, who were workers hired by the ancient Egyptian government. They were required to perform labour as a duty to the State, but they were paid wages for their work.
Antonio Loprieno, an Egyptologist at the University of Basel in Switzerland, said that “marking” was only performed on slaves that were foreigners. The new study suggests that, if indeed humans were branded, these foreign slaves were seen as nothing more that property or a commodity to be bought and sold.
By Joanna Gillan.
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jennycalendar · 2 years
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oh, YIKES, am i having a giles/joyce moment?
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madtomedgar · 1 year
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brand new colony by the postal service xiyao hours lads ;___;
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toddbarrowcountry · 4 months
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deadsetobsessions · 5 months
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“Tim. Timmy. Ancients, kid, what are you doing?!”
Danny Phantom smacked away the instinctual terror of seeing an eight year old dangling out of a third story window.
“I gotta go take pictures of Batman and Robin! They’re out tonight!”
Danny thought that his barely healed vivisection wound might bust open from the sheer stress.
“Setting aside how you even know the patrol schedule of honest to god vigilantes, why’d you choose the window? The house is literally empty, just walk out the front door, for Ancient’s sake.”
Tim paused, a motion Danny was overwhelmingly thankful for, and blinked sheepishly.
“Um… for the aesthetic?”
Danny allowed the silence to settle between them before dropping his head into his waiting hands. Tim panicked.
“You- you can’t stop me!”
And yeah, Danny really can’t. In the months he’s been mooching off of the Drakes (not that they’ll notice), Danny’s learned that Tim Drake is nothing but relentless in the pursuit of whatever he sets his mind on. Whether thet might be putting hot chocolate in his cereal (which Danny doesn’t actually mind) or, apparently, stalking a pair of vigilantes.
He wanted to hack into the library cameras? Danny had to hover just to make sure the kid didn’t get caught after arguing for an hour about it.
He walked out of that argument with a loss, yes, but he also let Tim know that Danny cared about him. Danny also walked out of that argument with a new hatred for Janet and Jack Drake and his mind (just as diabolical as Tim’s) whirring with plans to haunt them.
Tim is never ever introducing his new little brother to Tucker. Ever.
“Okay. I don’t want to see you take unnecessary risks, but I’m also aware that I can’t really stop you. So. I’ll go with you.”
Maybe this is like… Tim’s obsession? When he put it that way, Danny lost the fight to prevent this tiny kid from what clearly is the only joy in his poor life.
“But…!” Tim’s eyes darted to Danny’s chest, the vivisection scars still fresh in his mind.
“They’re healed.” Danny pulled his dumbass little brother off the window sill, core settling as Tim follows willingly. “I’ll make us invisible and fly with you behind Batman and Robin so you can get even better shots. You can’t make any noise, though. That camera got a shutter sound, right?”
“Yeah!” Tim’s face brightened and Danny melted. He shoved a bottle of the (incredibly stinky but helpful in a pinch) ecto contaminated tap water into a backpack, along with some snacks and a blanket for when Tim gets cold. Danny’ll be fine, he’s got a Space Core. The cold his kind of his thing.
“Cool. We’ll stay out of earshot. If things starts to get too dicey, we’re heading home, okay?”
“Okay!” The look Tim shot him is full of trust and adoration and it makes Danny’s human heart squeeze painfully. “C’mon! I don’t want to be late!”
“We need to talk about your stalking tendencies later,” Danny said fondly.
“I’m not stalking them! I’m observing them!”
“Uh-huh,” Danny drawled, picking Tim up and making them intangible and invisible. “They’re not a bird observatory and also, even the birds in the observatory knows they’re being watched. Batman and Robin clearly doesn’t.”
Danny felt more than saw Tim’s pout.
He laughs as they fly just below the Gotham-brand of toxic smog. He waves to the City’s Spirit as Tim cranes his head around to catch sight of Batman and Robin.
“There!”
Danny obliged. With Danny’s flight, Tim got much better- much closer- photos than he would have originally.
Danny hung back as the pair of vigilantes swooped down to take care of a mugging.
“Wanna mess with them?” He grinned down at his little brother, canines glinting.
Tim looked up at him, admiration and mischievousness in his gaze. “Yes.”
Gotham parted her clouds in response to their glee.
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Dick Grayson, AKA Robin, finally understood why criminals are so creeped out by him.
Other than the whole flippy child kicking grown people’s asses and winning thing, obviously (that, and Batman loomed menacingly behind him everytime a criminal even looked at Robin wrong).
Batman had picked up on it first, but the for entirety of their patrol, they kept hearing eerie little giggles and laughter. Haunting them. Never distracting. But persistent. And so creepy. He got goosebumps.
“B, I wanna go home.”
“Hm.” That’s a resounding yes if Dick’s ever heard one.
Maybe Alfred can chase away the giggles and chuckles.
Robin shudders and follows the Bat home.
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Danny lowered the temperature as he held Tim up near Batman’s cowl so his brother could giggle menacingly. He knew for a fact that any recording device would get completely cram led by the sheer output of ambient ectoplasm he’s emitting. Plus, it freaked Robin out and raised the hairs on the back of the vigilantes’ heads. He tones it down when he noticed Tim rubbing his hands together.
He let out a quiet laugh, enjoying the flight with his brother in his arm and the light of the stars (thanks, Gotham) at his back.
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Danny: oh, this kid’s got an Obsession, gotta let him do it safely, he’s a liminal from all that tap water
Danny: *forgets Tim isn’t a ghost nor is he from Amity and is therefore extremely breakable*
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Danny and Tim: doing crime is a good bonding activity
Batman and Robin, who wants to say no it isn’t but they’re literally a pair of illegal vigilantes:
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Dick as Robin: *cackles*
Tim, learning habits from stalking them: *giggles*
Gotham Criminals: *fear*
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despazito · 5 months
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Colonialism is an ongoing problem in the purebred dog world and i just wanna take as second to talk about the national dog breed of Israel, the Canaan dog. Because here's the CKC's blurb on them
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I have no doubt and am not denying ancient Hebrews lived with these dogs, but the Canaan comes from a stock of landrace breed native across the Levant and it has also gone by names such as Bedouin Sheepdog or Palestinian Pariah Dog.
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Organized breeding of the Canaan began in the 20th century from captured Palestinian dogs (i would also point to the wording of 'redomesticating' used here, implying the feral pariah dogs were in some way not domesticated, which i think is disingenuous phrasing.). If you look up the Canaan, most sources you see on them explicitly brand Canaans as an Israeli breed, neglecting or downplaying any history they have with any of the other countless peoples or cultures in the region this breed has coexisted with across millenia. There's even an archeological site with ancient remains of canaan-like dogs was found in Ashkelon, located just 13 miles from the Gaza strip.
The developer of the 'modern' purebred Canaan was "ardent zionist" Rudolphina Menzel, who trained attack dogs for the IDF:
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What really gets me about this story is how this native landrace breed was taken and trained to guard colonial settlements from the very people they lived alongside, there is something so twisted about it..
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This is unfortunately nothing new in the world of dog fancy. There are many instances of explorers and settlers importing exotic new dogs from their travels, establishing a breed club, and then claiming stewardship over said breed without any involvement from the local peoples they took or bought them from. I'm not sure what to leave this on, i just think more people should be aware of these 'softer' forms of colonialism and how domestic animals can play a part in colonialism and nationalist narratives.
Anyway, long live the Palestinian pariah dog/ Bedouin sheepdog!
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chaosnightmare · 1 year
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