#coat for men Columbia

[allthecanadianpolitics]

Melanie Mark, the first First Nations woman to serve in the British Columbia Legislature and as a cabinet minister, has resigned.

Holding an eagle feather and wearing her grandfather's beaded mooseskin coat, Mark, MLA for Vancouver–Mount Pleasant, broke into tears and pulled no punches about her experiences in provincial politics, saying that "institutions fundamentally resist change ... particularly colonial institutions like this Legislative Assembly and government at large."

"This place felt like a torture chamber," she said. "I will not miss the character assassination." 

Speaking with reporters after the speech, Mark described the opposition as "absolutely awful."

"The nastiness from white men in here is awful," she said. "I've put up with enough abuse in my life." [...]

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Tagging: @politicsofcanada

[racefortheironthrone]

Not really directly related to the X-Men, but did you ever read the original series for the Power Pack? What did you think?

I'm a big Power Pack fan, having started with their intersections with the Claremont run - as I've talked about in the past, Claremont, Simonson, et al. were masters of the crossover, so it was natural that they would want to give a push to Weezy's characters in the X-books - that are rightfully considered classics because of the way they deftly managed pretty dark themes through the perspective of children.

As for their own adventures, the Power Pack are an unappreciated gem in Marvel's storied eighties, because of the way they break from the Marvel formula while operating seamlessly within the larger universe.

See, from the beginning of the Silver Age, Marvel differentiated itself from the Distinguished Competition by focusing like a laser on the teenage market rather than children. That's why Johnny Storm was a hotheaded teenage hearthrob, that's why Peter Parker started out as a normal, socially-awkward teen (just like you!), that's why the 05 X-Men were the "strangest teens of all!"

What Louise Simonson and June Brigman did with the Power Pack was to reinvent the child-centric focus of Golden Age D.C (think Robin and Superboy) and Charlton Comics (think the original Captain Marvel). Unlike those earlier child sidekicks and superkids, Alex, Julie, Jack, and Katie Power were not one-dimensional plucky moppets or precocious tiny adults.

Showing an impressive insight into child psychology, Weezy made them emotionally complex but also unmistakably still-in-development children, who were innocent and curious and boisterous but who also had tempers and got into fights with their siblings, or got scared and cried sometimes, who struggled with the desire for maturity and autonomy and the need for comfort and support from their parents. At the same time, June Brigman managed to do something that most professional comics artists notoriously struggle with: draw kids who looked like real kids, who were allowed to look goofy or awkward or gangly or rolypoly, rather than the idealized forms set down by the Nine Old Men.

And somehow, this alchemy made this book unusually emotionally resonant - although I may be something of an easy mark, because the Power Pack kids happened to be the children of Columbia University professors growing up in NYC's Upper West Side in the early 80s, just like me irl. While wrapped in a candy coating of kid superheroes with cool physics-based powers (Alex can control gravity by touching people or objects, Julie can turn into both waves and particles of light and fly at lightspeed, Jack can alter his body's density to become a miniature juggernaut or a living cloud, and five-year old Katie can turn matter into energy, absorb it, and fire it at the bad guys - the living embodiment of E=MC^2) fighting the evil alien Snarks with the help of a sentient spaceship, the Powers kids had to wrestle with having to hide their superheroics from their parents and the anxiety and guilt that resulted from that, and in their adventures they dealt with heavy topics like child abuse, gun violence, school bullying, mental illness and kidnapping and homelessness, and on and on.

Indeed, in the pages of X-Men, the Power Pack would go into the sewers under Manhattan to fight Sabertooth and the Marauders during the genocidal Morlock Massace, witness Wolverine wrestling with his humanity and his berserker rage in the Canadian wilderness, and fight to save Midtown New York from demonic incursions during Inferno. That's heavy stuff for a bunch of kids ranging from 5 to 12 years old, but somehow the Power Pack managed to make it through the most harrowing of adventures without losing their heroic spirit.

[alivesoul]

Poet, playwright, activist, educator, and essayist June Jordan was born in Harlem, New York City, in 1936. An only child, she was raised by her Jamaican immigrant parents in Brooklyn’s Bedford-Stuyvesant neighborhood. She began writing poetry at only seven years old. Jordan attended high school at the Northfield School for Girls in Massachusetts and university at Barnard College, which she left without a final degree due to her alienation from the strictly white and male literary curriculum there. She married and later divorced Columbia student Michael Meyer, with whom she had one child. Despite anti-LGTBQ+ stigma at the time, Jordan’s writing openly acknowledged her bisexuality.

The author of 27 books—including essay collections, libretti, and children’s books as well as volumes of poetry—Jordan was also a lifelong activist who fought fiercely for civil rights, women’s rights, LGBTQ+ rights, and anti-war causes. She taught at CUNY’s City College, Yale University, Sarah Lawrence College, and SUNY Stony Brook before being appointed professor of African-American Studies at the University of California, Berkeley, where she founded Poetry for the People. Jordan’s many accolades include grants and awards from the Rockefeller Foundation, the National Endowment for the Arts, PEN America, the National Association of Black Journalists, and numerous other institutions. She died of breast cancer in 2002. A widely influential poet who worked in accessible language to convey deep truths around identity, Jordan is celebrated today for both her literary writing and her dedicated advocacy for social justice and historically excluded groups.

Why are you posting this @alivesoul?

Because June Jordan taught a class at the University of California Berkeley called Poetry for the People and that class has been permanently cancelled. A shame. Teacher/Poets are essential to any higher learning experience as poetry informs us in every way of the world around us. I can't imagine my college experience without the poetry of Nikki Giovanni, Quincy Troupe and so many others. Beyond that, June is a truth hunter, a truth gatherer, and a truth provider---a modern day griot. I truly hope she finds a safe space within the diaspora to continue her work as she represents the very best of what it means to be Black in this country. The attack on Black intellectuals from Ta-Nehisi Coates to Claudine Gay is truly one of the great academic and cultural crimes of my lifetime and cannot continue to go ignored. Never have I seen so many highly educated and accomplished black men and women so unfairly attacked and discredited. These men and women are literally trying to save the soul of country by shining a light on the FACTS of our history, present AND on those who would profit from lies, greed and violence. If there is one thing I would implore those who read this blog to do, it is to read, study and protect not only our history but those who make it their business to make sure it is never forgotten.

We are excellence.

Peace.

[bookerdewittsstuff]

booker dewitt enemies to lovers hcs part 2!

CW!: MORE MISOGYNY, BOOKER STILL BEING A LOSER ASSHOLE (he makes up for it), CREEPY COMMENTS FROM JEREMIAH FINK DIRECTED TOWARDS READER, READER ALMOST DYING, BLOOD, GORE, MENTIONS OF GUNS, FIGHTING. YOU ARE IN CHARGE OF THE MEDIA YOU CONSUME!

I think the bioshock fandom is dying, either that or nobody wants to read bioshock fanfiction…but anyway.

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- you’d finally made it to finkton, arguably the worst part of columbia. the sad faces of the overworked laborers and the constant voice of fink over the loud speaker made your skin crawl. but it was necessary to find chen lin’s guns for daisy fitzroy.

- after booker fought off multiple firemen, police officers, and those creepy raven guys, fink finally showed his ugly, smug face.

- you’d met fink a few times, needing specific parts for your machines, and during every meeting, he never failed to make you feel uncomfortable in your own skin. how a man could make a woman feel uncomfortable in a dress that reached her ankles with a coat on top blew your mind.

- as soon as fink’s eyes landed on you, his face contorted into someone of a snide smirk, immediately beginning his antics.

- “oh, so you’re a traitor now, hm? be weary of this one, mr dewitt, turn your back and she’ll probably stab it. or her clothes will be off.” he chuckled at his last comment, thinking he was so sly. “let me guess, she’s been leading you through columbia? i’m surprised she hasn’t made an advance on you.”

- you were furious, as one would be, as you stepped forwards towards fink, mostly letting your anger think for you. he raised his gun at you, finger ready at the trigger, squeezing ever so slightly before seeing the sudden flash and a horrendous bang tore through the air and the searing pain of something indescribable.

- elizabeth screamed out and you only realized that fink had shot you after you felt a warm, burning sensation in your side. the sight of the gaping hole in your side and the blood rushing out made you faint, elizabeth quick to catch you as the world faded out.

- you weren’t exactly sure what was happening around you, you could hear the gunfire and yelling, and elizabeth’s heavy breathing over you as she tried her best to fix you up with what she had.

- you regained consciousness after feeling the pricking sensation of something being poured over your face. you coughed a few times and your eyes opened. the liquid on your face was ice cold water that elizabeth had somehow snagged.

- “oh my god, jesus christ, i thought you were dead.” you heard a voice to your right, and you thought it was elizabeth, but as you came to your senses, you quickly realized the voice was way too deep to belong to a woman.

- “booker?” your voice was barely even there, too weak from the amount of bleeding you endured to even try to speak clearly.

- booker actually froze, it was the first time you’d said his first name. usually, you addressed him as “mr dewitt” or “sir” or mostly “idiot” but hearing his first name come from your mouth gave him some sense of overwhelming feeling he didn’t exactly enjoy or understand. of course he pushed it down.

- “uh..yeah yeah it’s me. are you alright?” he asked, not entirely sure of what to say. you didn’t know this yet but fink and every single one of his men were brutally killed in piles around the three of you, the evidence of their deaths apparent on booker’s face, clothes, and hands.

- “seriously booker? she gets shot and you ask her if she’s alright?” elizabeth scolded and shook her head with an incredulous look. he just glanced at her with a grimace.

- you’d grown tired of their bickering already, your body and mind very clearly exhausted in so many ways, but the journey wasn’t over yet. you reached down to the wound and found a bandage. you figured it would hold up until you could actually go home…wherever that happened to be now that columbia was destroyed and mostly deserted.

- you sat up with a hiss and a slight groan, the pain not as unbearable as you thought it would be. whatever elizabeth used was definitely doing it’s job.

- the three of you resumed your journey and unbeknownst to you, booker’s eyes stayed on you the entire time. he was worried, scared, and on edge more than usual. he kept telling himself it was because you were now more of a liability than you’d ever been, but it was very clearly something else.

-so, when the three of you decided to rest for a few minutes in a local restaurant, booker pulled you to the side while elizabeth went off to do god knows what.

- “listen..uh..i’m glad you’re okay. would’ve sucked if you had died back there.” he said, trying his hardest to maintain eye contact while he watched your face contort into a mix between a frown and shock.

-“you are very confusing mr dewitt, you know that? first you tell me you’d very gladly put me in danger to save the girl, and now that i’ve almost died you’re worried?” you accused.

-“no! no i’m not worried i’m just-i was just saying-what i meant to sa-yes fine! goddamnit i was worried. jesus i was terrified that you were going to die.” he confessed and you wanted to smile in victory.

-“hmm, okay mr dewitt.” was all you said, which pissed him off the smallest bit.

- “that’s it? jesus, let me tell you something, okay? this entire trip you’ve been nothing but a pain in my ass, always proving to me how intelligent you are, and i hate you for that. i hate that you’re always right and you rub it in my face in the most subtle ways. i hate that you know columbia like the back of your hand and i’m left guessing where we’re supposed to go next after i piss you off and you refuse to help me anymore. i hate tha-“

- booker’s rant was cut off with a kiss. you’d actually just kissed him. he didn’t know how to react, the kiss was so quick and sudden it genuinely caught him off guard.

- you finally pulled away. “i liked it better when you were quiet.” you said with a hint of a smile on your face. you thought you’d given booker a heart attack the way he had the same shocked expression on his face, with nothing coming from his mouth, until he finally spoke.

- “i hate all those things about you, but i don’t hate you. i-i don’t know how i feel about you. you bring out the worst in me and i love every second of it.”

- you wanted to laugh, but it hurt to even breathe, so you settled on a slightly bigger smile. “i get that a lot.”

-“we should get moving again..” there was something else he wanted to say, but he held back.

- you hoped that when this journey was finally over you’d be able to piss him off some more.

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Lawrence M. Krauss

Published: Sep 11, 2023

The voyage of discovery that science offers can take us furthest when it is open to the best and brightest, regardless of who they are and where they come from. Great scientific minds often emerge from unexpected backgrounds. Many scientific disciplines remained effectively closed to ethnic minorities and to women for far too long. But over the past 50 years at least, science has opened up and a host of affirmative action programs have been created to encourage women and minorities to consider careers in the field.

For some activists, however, these efforts have not gone far enough. In response, universities, industries, and research institutions have instituted a vast bureaucracy designed to promote Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion: a behemoth that is growing at a rate far exceeding that of investment in new faculty and facilities.

This has resulted in some disturbing new trends in academia and scientific institutions more broadly. In a desire to include women and minorities, white males are often excluded, and too often women and members of minority groups are tokenized by being promoted primarily for their gender or skin color.

This tokenism has affected the most prestigious institutions. It was a bone of a contention at this year’s Lindau Nobel Laureate meeting. Citing fellow laureate Christiane Nüsslein-Volhard, who has questioned the use of gender quotas in STEM and warned against “discrimination against men,” Nobel prizewinner Kurt Wüthrich commented that he felt discriminated against “in the climate that this meeting is being held.” He was particularly dismayed by the fact that the female laureates were placed in the front row of a group photo—an example, he felt, of insulting tokenism. “I would feel horrible if presented in this way,” he said. “It was ridiculous, fully ridiculous.” As a result of voicing these views, Wüthrich was accused of violating the meeting’s code of conduct.

That may have been a minor issue of optics, but his more general point is valid. Look at almost any online photo promoting science and you will find this kind of tokenism.

Here are several examples.

The first is from a recent article in Science, the official journal of the American Association for the Advancement of Science.

[ Source: Science. ]

Scientific societies should encourage all young people to consider a career in scientific discovery. Science nevertheless seems to feel the need to present a patronizing advertising image, featuring three women and two men of color.

In an email encouraging young people to embark on scientific careers, the American Physical Society presents an image of five women and a black man. The omissions—presumably done in the name of diversity—are obvious and embarrassing.

[ Source: Substack. ]

In advertisements for their annual general meeting, which attracts over 10,000 scientists from all over the world, the APS shows three women and one male of color.

[ Source: APS website ]

For hundreds of years, white men in lab coats were presented as the face of science. It is time to change that picture. But we should do without losing touch with reality or becoming overtly patronizing.

This trend of prioritizing women and minorities is not restricted to advertising and public relations but is affecting faculty appointments at every level.

Let’s start at the top. Six of the eight Ivy League universities—Harvard, Brown, Penn, Cornell, Dartmouth, and Columbia—now have female presidents, as do UC Berkeley and MIT.

MIT is a particularly striking case. Despite comprising many traditionally male-dominated STEM disciplines, its upper management team is largely female. The head of the MIT Corporation, the President, the Director of Research, the Provost, the Chancellor, and the Dean of Science are all women. The Institute’s core discipline, the School of Engineering, consists of eight departments, five of which are led by women. This is clearly not a coincidence, nor is it likely, given the demographics of the place, that this is simply the result of choosing the best people for those jobs. Were the situation reversed—if most of the faculty were female, but the leading administrators were all male—there would be an outcry.

It is still the case that most full professors, in most STEM disciplines, are male. But the reasons for this are often misunderstood. It generally takes decades to attain this rank, and many full professors have been in their current positions for over 30 years. Even if the hiring system were now biased in favor of women, they would not yet have achieved parity at the senior level.

And the hiring system may well be biased. Thanks to the Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion infrastructure that dominates almost every major US university today, affirmative action initiatives have affected the hiring of junior faculty across the board.

It is difficult to obtain national statistics on this, but in 2015, before DEI initiatives reached current heights, a study published in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences revealed a two to one preference for female candidates for tenure track positions in STEM.

New faculty announcements suggest a similar bias. For example, in 2021, UCLA announced the following new appointments in the physical sciences: Abigail Doyle (Chemistry and Biochemistry), Alvine Kamaha (Physics and Astronomy), Courtney Shelly (Statistics/Mathematics), Qianhui Shi (Physics and Astronomy), and Hong Wang (Mathematics). It did not appoint any new male faculty. Similar examples abound.

We can detect comparable trends further up the tenure ladder, too. For example, MIT has just announced the election of six new Fellows to the American Physical Society. This represents a significant career milestone for the successful candidates. I was happy to see that they include my well-deserving former graduate student, Hong Liu, but that aside, the trend seems clear.

[ Source: MIT News ]

Affirmative action is not the only explanation for the increasing paucity of white males in such positions. The American Physical Society offers a plethora of programs designed to assist pre-tenure female (and sometimes male minority) faculty in physics. There are conferences, leadership programs, internships, grants, workshops, networks, site visits, guidelines, scholarships, fellowships, and prizes. There are no similar programs for young white male scientists, although many of them face similar career challenges.

In US academia in general, women now receive more doctoral degrees than men.

[ Source: Cory Clark and Bo Winegard for Quillette ]

Women also occupy most faculty positions in post-secondary institutions.

[ Source: Cory Clark and Bo Winegard for Quillette ]

While it is heartening that the climate for women in academia has been improving, these figures suggest that the laser focus on recruiting, retaining, spotlighting, and promoting women in STEM may have become superfluous.

As April Bleske-Rechek and Michael Bernstein have shown, while men still occupy three quarters of STEM positions (despite the fact that the percentage of women in STEM has more than doubled since 1980), the situation is precisely reversed in the fields of health, education, administration, and literacy. While massive efforts are underway to correct the imbalance between men and women in STEM, there have been no concomitant efforts to increase the numbers of men in female-dominated professions. People do not seem to perceive the latter imbalance as a problem. In a recent survey of over 800 recent college students, Bleske-Rechek and Bernstein found that the students were overwhelmingly more concerned about male overrepresentation in certain high status professional positions than about female overrepresentation in others.

[ Responses to the question "Do you agree that the gender gap is problematic?" Source: Unsafe Science. ]

This was the case even though the female-dominated disciplines were not considered lower status than the male-dominated ones.

[ Responses to the question "Do you agree that the job is high in status?" Source: Unsafe Science. ]

Other data in the study suggest that gender gaps in male-dominated disciplines are significantly more likely to be attributed to sexism or discrimination than they are in female-dominated disciplines.

[ Responses to the question “How much of the gender gap is due to sexism/discrimination?” Source: Unsafe Science ]

These results align with recent work by Matt Grawitch et al., summarized here. Grawitch and his colleagues found that both male and female respondents were more likely to judge that an interaction between a banker and a client had been sexist when the banker was male and the client female than the reverse. We are far more likely to attribute sexism to disparities that favor men than disparities that favor women.

The impression that universities are primarily concerned with hiring, supporting, and promoting women may be contributing to the fact that, at entry levels, young men are leaving higher education in their droves.

We can see the results of this in the California State universities: the undergraduate student body at Cal State Los Angeles is 59 percent female, and 67 percent of its graduate students are female; Sonoma State is 63 percent female; San Diego State is 57 percent female; Humboldt State is 58 percent female; Cal State East Bay is 61 percent female. Nationwide, around 60 percent of students are female. And the gender gap is growing. Recent data show a significant downward trend in male college enrollments, which has coincided with the increasing prevalence of DEI programs.

[ Source: Brookings Institution ]

The reduction in male undergraduate numbers is partly caused by the fact that young women are graduating from high school in higher numbers than their male counterparts. In fact, women now graduate at higher rates than men at all educational levels.

[ Source: Brookings Institution ]

Similar trends are emerging at pre-university level. Consider this announcement of the finalists and winners of the 3M Young Scientist Challenge.

[ Source: 3M News Center ]

It is no surprise to see a high prevalence of Indian and Chinese students among this group, as East and South Asians have been outperforming white students for some time. What is perhaps more surprising is that the finalists included only one young Caucasian male.

Perhaps this is partly due to way such programs recruit applicants. Consider this advertisement for the Regeneron Science Talent Search.

[ Source: Society for Science ]

Is the nearly complete absence of white males in these images the result of a decision to highlight women and minorities—or are fewer white men getting involved in such programs than ever before?

We may be moving towards a future in which women will be significantly better educated than men and will occupy far more of the jobs that require professional qualifications and skills. The societal impacts of this are unknown.

We must continue to ensure that higher education and scientific training remain open to people from all demographics. But we should not encourage diversity at the cost of driving away talented people. Our fixation on raising the profile of women and minorities in science by minimizing the role and status of men in general, and white men in particular, is misplaced.

After more than 40 years of intense affirmative action efforts, it may be time to take our thumbs off the scale and let a natural balance emerge. Young males—and white males in particular—should not be discouraged from pursuing higher education in science, or from engaging in any other field of intellectual activity.

[ Via: https://archive.md/18k9n ]

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DEI does not belong in science.

[jbird5by5]

Saddened to learn of the passing of Actress Phyllis Coates (1927-2023)

Phyllis Coates, the first Lois Lane television ever saw, has died.

She was 96.

The actress died on Oct. 11 of natural causes at the Motion Picture & Television Country House and Hospital in Woodland Hills

The actress first appeared in the first full-length feature film to star the DC hero, 1951's dark Sci-fi movie Superman and the Mole Men, the success of which soon led to a syndicated television series, Adventures of Superman. Coates portrayed the journalist for 26 episodes before departing the series at the conclusion of the first season.

She was replaced by Noel Neill, who had played the character in previous Superman Columbia serials, and the show lasted another five seasons.

Born January 15,1927 in Wichita Falls, Texas, Phyllis Coates moved to Hollywood as a teenager with intentions of enrolling at UCLA. A chance encounter with Ken Murray in a Hollywood & Vine restaurant landed her in the comedian's vaudeville show. She started out as a chorus girl and worked her way up to doing skits before moving on to work for veteran showman Earl Carroll and later touring with the USO. Coates got some of her first motion picture experience in comedy short subjects at Warner Brothers and then graduated to roles in early '50s films. After a one-season stint with the Man of Steel (George Reeves on Adventures of Superman (1952)), she began to divide her time among TV, B-movie assignments and serials at Republic.

Throughout her career, she'd be seen in series like The Lone Ranger, Gunsmoke, and Leave It to Beaver, and in 1994 appeared as Lois Lane’s mother in an episode of ABC’s Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman. She also appeared in several classic films, like I Was a Teenage Frankenstein and Girls in Prison, The Incredible Petrified World and Panther Girl of the Kongo. She also appeared in the film Invasion U.S.A. (1952) with future Lois Lane Actress Noel Neill.

My Condolences to Family and Friends.

#R.I.P. 😔🙏🥀

[clove-pinks]

Perry's Victory on Lake Erie

The best version by Lee Murdock (on The Lost Lake Sailors album) of "Perry's Victory On Lake Erie" is also on YouTube, if you don't have Spotify.

I've searched in vain for the lyrics and finally ended up transcribing them myself! Feat. USAmericans consistently called "Columbians" and some potent nationalism.

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You tars of Columbia give ears to my story

Who fought with brave Perry, whose cannon did roar:

Your valor has gained you an immortal glory, and fame that will last until time is no more.

On the tenth of September let us all remember, as long as the globe on its axis reels round,

Our tars and marines on Lake Erie were seen

To make the red flag of proud Britain come down.

Columbian tars are the true sons of Mars, who rake fore and aft when they fight on the deep.

On the bed of Lake Erie, commanded by Perry, they caused many Britons to take their last sleep.

The van of our fleet was brought up complete,

Commanded by Perry the Lawrence bore down.

Our guns they did roar such terrific power, that savages trembled at that dreadful sound.

The Lawrence sustained the most dreadful of fire, she fought three to one for two glasses or more,

whilst Perry undaunted did firmly stand by her, and on the proud foe heavy broadsides did pour.

Her masts being shattered, her rigging all tattered, her sails all in ribbons her wheel shot away—

With few left on deck to manage the wreck, our heroes on board her no longer would stay.

There was one gallant act of our noble commander, whilst writing my song I shall notice with pride:

When launching the smack that carried his standard, the ball whistled through her quite close by his side.

Said Perry, "Those villains intend sure to drownded us, but push on my brave boys you need never fear."

And then with his coat he plugged up the boat, and through sulfur and fire away he did steer.

The famed Niagara, now proud of her Perry, displayed all her banners in gallant array,

While twenty-five guns on board she did carry, which soon put an end to this sad bloody fray. 

The fire of the Britons grew shorter and shorter, the signal was given to break through their line.

While starboard to larboard and from every quarter, 

The guns of Columbia gloriously shine.

In the heat of the battle, whose cannon did rattle, on the Lawrence, a wreck, with her men near all slain, 

Brave Elliott did steer as they brought up the rear, and by this grand manoeuvre the victory was gained.

Oh had you been there, I vow and declare, that such a grand sight you had ne'er saw before! 

When six bloody flags that no longer would wave, were laid at the feet of our brave Commodore. 

The whole British fleet was captured complete, not one single vessel from us got away.

And prisoners, some hundreds, Columbians wondered, to see them all anchored and moored on the bay.

Great Britain may boast of her conquering heroes, 

her Rodneys her Nelsons and all the old crew,

But Rome in her glory ne'er told such a story

Nor boasted such feats as Columbians can do.

So Columbians sing, and make the woods ring,

And toast those brave heroes, by sea and by land.

Whilst Britons drink sherry, let us drink to Perry,

And toss it about with a full glass in hand.

Columbians sing and make the woods ring, and toast those brave heroes by sea and by land,

Whilst Britons drink sherry, let us drink to Perry!

And toss it about with a full glass in hand.

[trendtrovex]

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Thanks for playing, Kazzy!!!! I'm sorry it took me so long to answer... I kept forgetting! Now, thanks to your sprint game a couple of weeks ago, I have SIX WIPs!!!!! I've NEVER had that many at one time... I don't think... anyway, let's see how many you hit!

A Scoundrel... Or a Gentleman- CS fic coming soon, tentative drop date in early May, inspired by Francesca Bridgerton's story.

She wanted Killian to kiss her. She wanted Killian.

The knowledge was like a lightning bolt, electrifying her nerve endings and leaving her trembling in anticipation. She wasn’t supposed to want anyone. But Killian…

She waited for him to move. She could do nothing but moisten her lips and wait for him to move. Because she knew when he did, it would be perfection. 

And it was. 

He claimed her lips with his own and she melted into him. His hand found its way to the small of her back and while he didn’t pull her into him, the barest pressure was there and the distance between them slowly disappeared until she could feel the scrape of his evening clothes through the silk of her dressing gown.

The Arena- Werewolf fic for the @cssns dropping on July 3.

It was nearly a week later that he’d woken, according to his mother. She hadn’t been far behind him as he ran through the market and had seen what the shopkeeper had done. She was too late to do anything about her son’s hand, but she’d made sure the shopkeeper would never be capable of such cruelty again. A small dagger coated with aconite from the Monkshood plant leaving a scratch across his wrist was all it took to sentence the man to death before the sun set that same day.

Return to Me- Dracula inspired fic for the @cssns dropping on August 22.

“I am Killian Jones,” he said. His voice was low and rich and it wrapped around her like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night. “I am Lord of these lands, and you are my love. I’ve waited for you for 250 years.”

“What?!” she cried. His last words made her mind race back to Dr. Cassidy’s words earlier as she quickly put the pieces together. “Are you the vampire?” She couldn’t contain the horror in her voice or, she was sure, on her face. “The one Dr. Cassidy is here to kill? Oh, God! Are you here to kill me?” She pulled her legs toward her chest and scooted as close to the head of the bed as she could, trying to present as small a target as was possible.

“Never, my swan,” he assured her, gentle compassion beset on his features, his hand still outstretched, her superpower as silent as could be. “You are my bride. Returned to me. As promised.”

The Risk of Remembering- H/C fic that is at the bottom of the priority list, no matter what @snowbellewells and @jrob64 say... This is actually from the notes portion of the doc, but since the doc does have words, not just notes on it, I'll share them anyway.

Whale graduated med school, but decided to go back to school to be a vet instead. He cut Killian’s clothes off and Emma found a pair of sweatpants for him to wear but they’re a tad too small… Whale stitched him up- 10 stitches at his hairline, 3 on his cheek. He’s been unconscious for almost 24hrs.

The Rescue- fic inspired by the recent daring rescue of a female tractor trailer driver over the Ohio River when involved in an accident.

Nothing... sorry...

Killian (Indiana) Jones- a fic inspired by... three guesses and the first two don't count... Raiders of the Lost Ark.

The jungle dripped with humidity as the tall man who was undoubtedly the leader pushed through the next tangle of vines and branches on the way to a cave that held the object of his desire. 

Two men followed him- one plainly nervous, betrayed by the way his gaze darted around the jungle and the small flinches whenever the cries of animals concealed within the greenery reached them. The other was a native, and when the first man stopped for a moment, mopping his sweat covered brow, he approached with a chuckle. 

“Not used to the heat and humidity of Columbia, eh, Dr. Jones? Aren’t you glad you brought me along…” The smug smirk on his face made Dr. Killian Jones roll his eyes in response.

“I’m fine,” he deadpanned, “I can assure you. I’ve been in jungles far worse than this. You just stay close.”

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Fashion Illustrator: Ye Qianyu for Ling Long Magazine 1931-33 (part 1)

In my research for early 1930s Chinese fashion, I’ve come across a lot of fashion illustrations by artist 叶浅予 Ye Qianyu. While Ye is more well known for his depictions of ethnic minority women, I think his fashion illustrations are much more interesting and valuable resources for the study of the period. His fashion illustrations were published in the magazine 玲珑 Ling Long (spelled Lin Loon at the time), a highly popular weekly lifestyle magazine for society women. His art style at this time shows influences from contemporary Western fashion illustration, and is particularly endearing to me as someone who is accustomed to seeing fashions of the period depicted in this style. It’s a shame that the Wikipedia article about Ye doesn’t even bother to mention his work for Ling Long, as if it’s too insignificant to be included. The time frame of 1931-32 in which he operated was an extremely interesting transitional period for Chinese women’s fashion, and we can catch a glimpse of many unusual and avant-garde designs in his illustrations.

Without further ado, here is a (not the most thorough) collection of fashion illustrations by Ye Qianyu, extracted from digital copies of Ling Long. With commentary from yours truly. The original physical copies are, I believe, held at the University of Columbia library, I purchased the digital copies from Etsy.

1931, vol 17. Summer loungewear. A collarless Chinese construction top with a pointed hem, and a pair of wide legged pants with side slits.

1931, vol 18. A cheongsam of mid calf length, more convenient than an ankle length one. Should be made in diagonally plaid fabric to suit the season. For the afternoon or going out.

1931, vol 19. Long evening cheongsam with high slits and wide trimming, worn with high heels. The sleeve hems have a pointed design, and the dajin is adorned with four buttons, much like the collar. I know I said in previous posts that the long, ankle length cheongsam became popular around 1933----after looking at these drawings, I stand corrected. Long cheongsam had appeared in 1930-31, but coexisted with shorter styles.

1931, vol 22. Lounging clothes for the house, a v neck top and pants.

1931, vol 23. Long white cheongsam with thigh high slits and matching underpants.

1931, vol 25. Collarless cheongsam, recommended for women of more athletic build.

1931, vol 26. Two tone evening dress with white top and black skirt. The waistline has a dramatic curved v shape, and the same motif is repeated in the sleeve hems. A black feather fan goes nicely with it.

1931, vol 29. Long cheongsam and shawl for fall.

1931, vol 30. Fall cheongsam and 接衫 jieshan (cheongsam with contrasting top and skirt; there’s more detailed explanation in a later entry). I adore the trimmings and patterns on these two.

1931, vol 31. Ladies’ jackets. The author comments on how the short open front vests went out of fashion as cheongsam became longer. They recommend wearing a short jacket after the men’s style for weather too warm for coats.

1931, vol 32. Evening dress for fall, with colored accents.

1931, vol 32. Indanthren fabric advertisement featuring a long cheongsam with rounded hem and matching rounded sleeve slits.

1931, vol 35. Long cheongsam with matching underpants and shawl.

1931, vol 36. Green evening dress with separate top and skirt, worn with bracelets of matching shade of green. The other designs featured are also very interesting, especially the jieshan with flounced skirt to the far right.

1931, vol 38. Winter attire for students, consisting of a woollen top, matching scarf and a knee length skirt.

1931, vol 39. Coat for early winter, with polka dot scarf.

1931, vol 40. Winter dresses for inside the house, as coats should be worn when going out. The dress on the left is consisted of a sheer top with collar and a slip that transitions into a flared black skirt. Worn with a black belt and flower at the shoulder. The cheongsam to the right has four buttons at the dajin, and rounded skirt and sleeve hems.

1931, vol 42. Two tailored winter coats.

1931, vol 43. Two tailored winter coats. It’s recommended that coats should be form fitting, and heavier fabric wouldn’t hurt.

1931, vol 44. Left is an evening dress for dancing; it’s noted that dance halls have heating and thin clothing could be worn inside. Right is a tailored coat with fur trimming, worn outside a long cheongsam.

1932, vol 45. Tailored coat with fur trimming. The hem of the cheongsam is trimmed in the same fur.

1932, vol 47. A short, unbuttoned evening jacket of fur.

1932, vol 48. Chinese construction top and pair of mid calf pants. With scalloped trimming and a left dajin opening. Ideal for spring outings.

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Chapter 2: Uptown Guys Go Downtown

Summary: Flashback to 1972: Egon and Ray follow Peter to a party downtown.

(Flashback: 1972.)

“All phone numbers and no smooches lately,” Peter sighed while exiting the subway station. “I’m the pinnacle of masculinity, yet I’m still single!”

Egon and Ray rolled their eyes while trailing behind him.

“What about that waitress in Harlem?” Egon asked.

“She’s 37 and going back to her ex-husband in Buffalo,” Peter said.

“The model at the bar?” Ray inquired.

“She’s 17. I said go back to high school,” Peter replied.

As they reached NYU, Peter swore that he’d finally met The One: a political science major and soon-to-be law student. She invited Peter to her friend’s party at an off-campus apartment. Egon and Ray reluctantly agreed to tag along since they didn’t have other Saturday night plans.

Frankly, Egon was already eager to go home. It was a long trip from his Columbia University dormitory on the Upper West Side to NYU in lower Manhattan. For the past three years, he’d juggled post-doctoral work at Columbia with being a part-time student and Teaching Assistant at NYU. But he avoided going downtown except when it was totally necessary.

Peter and Ray were a few years younger and still completing their initial studies at Columbia. The trio had made a pact that as soon as they all finished school, they would find jobs there. That is how they planned to fill the next 40 years of their professional careers.

“Venkman, are you sure that stuffy Ivy League guys like us are welcome at a bohemian shindig like this?” Ray joked when they reached their destination. As they opened the apartment door, they were greeted by a cloud of smoke and the sound of folk music and chatter. “And does this chick know that you’re not actually affiliated with NYU??”

“That doesn’t matter,” Peter assured Ray, brushing off the question. “What matters is that she’s bringing friends. You and Spengler should meet them.”

Ray had a point: the only reason that Peter was hanging around NYU was because he’d copied Egon’s office key. Much to Egon’s chagrin, Peter used the space when it was empty to run his ESP testing lab.

As the two men bantered, Egon split off. He tossed his coat onto a pile in the bedroom and approached a circle of people passing around a joint. Egon lived a straight-laced life uptown, but the downtown vibe was different. No one here really knew him or cared for formalities.

After a few minutes sitting around the circle, Egon left to find a soda. When he returned, he spotted a new face. A curly haired redhead with a gorgeous smile and red-rimmed glasses.

Egon sipped his drink and tried to stay cool, but he was instantly smitten. He was gathering the courage to talk to her when a brunette grabbed her arm and led her across the apartment—right over to Peter and Ray.

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Killswitch

In the spring 1989 the Karvina Corporation released a curious game, whose dissemination among American students that fall was swift and furious, though its popularity was ultimately short-lived.

The game was "Killswitch".

On the surface it was a variant on the mystery or horror survival game, a precursor to the Myst and Silent Hill franchises. The narrative showed the complexity for which Karvina was known, though the graphics were monochrome, vague grey and white shapes against a black background. Slow MIDI versions of Czech folksongs play throughout. Players could choose between two avatars: an invisible demon named Ghast or a visible human woman, Porto. Playing as Ghast was considerably more difficult due to his total invisibility, and players were highly liable to restart the game as Porto after the first level, in which it was impossible to gauge jumps or aim. However, Ghast was clearly the more powerful character he had fire-breath and a coal-steam attack, but as it was above the skill level of most players to keep track of where a fire-breathing, poison-dispensing invisible imp was on their screens once the fire and steam had run out, Porto became more or less the default.

Porto’s singular ability was seemingly random growth– she expanded and contracted in size throughout the game. A Kansas engineering grad claimed to have figured out the pattern involved, but for reasons which will become obvious, his work was lost. Porto awakens in the dark with wounds in her elbows, confused. Seeking a way out, she ascends through the levels of a coal mine in which it is slowly revealed she was once an employee, investigating its collapse and beset on all sides by demons similar to Ghast, as well as dead foremen, coal-golems, and demonic inspectors from the Sovatik corporation, whose boxy bodies were clothed in red, the only color in the game. The environment, though primitive, becomes genuinely uncanny as play progresses. There are no bosses in any real sense– Porto must simply move physically through tunnels to reach subsequent levels while her size varies wildly through inter-level spaces.

The story that emerges through Porto’s discovery of magnetic tapes, files, mutilated factory workers who were once her friends, and deciphering an impressively complex code inscribed on a series of iron axes players must collect (This portion of the game was almost laughably complex,and defeated many players until Porto881 posted the cipher to a Columbia BBS. Attempts to contact this player have been unsuccessful, and the username is no longer in use on any known service.) is that the foremen, under pressure to increase coal production, began to falsify reports of malfunctions and worker malfeasance in order to excuse low output, which incited a Sovatik inspection.

Officials were dispatched, one for each miner, and an extraordinary story of torture unfolds, with fuzzy and indistinct graphics of red-coated men standing over workers, inserting small knives into their joints whenever production slowed. (Admittedly, this is not a very subtle critique of Soviet-era industrial tactics, and as the town of Karvina itself was devastated by the departure of the coal industry, more than one thesis has interpreted Killswitch as a political screed.)After solving the axe-code, Porto finds and assembles a tape recorder, on which a male voice tells her that the fires of the earth had risen up in their defense and flowed into the hearts of the decrepit, pre-evolution equipment they used and wakened them to avenge the workers. It is generally assumed that the fires of the earth are demons like Ghast, coal fumes and gassy bodies inhabiting the old machines.

The machines themselves are so big that the graphics elect to only show two or three gear-teeth or a conveyor belt rather than the entire apparatus. The machines drove the inspectors mad, and they disappeared into caverns with their knives (only to emerge to plague Porto, of course). The workers were often crushed and mangled in the onslaught of machines, who were neither graceful nor discriminating. Porto herself was knocked into a deep chasm by a grief-stricken engine, and her fluctuating size, if it is real and not imagined, is implied to be the result of poisonous fumes inhaled there.

What follows is the most cryptic and intuitive part of the game. There is no logical reason to proceed in the correct way, and again it was Porto881 who came to the rescue of the fledgling Killswitch community. In the chamber behind the tape recorder is a great furnace where coal was once rendered into coke. There are no clues as to what she is intended to do in this room. Players attempted nearly everything, from immolating herself to continuing to process coal as if the machines had never risen up.

Porto881 hit upon the solution, and posted it to the Columbia boards. If Porto ingests the raw coke, she will find her body under control, and can go on to fight her way out of the final levels of the mine, which are impassable in her giant state, clutching the tape containing this extraordinary story. However, as she crawls through the final tunnel to emerge above ground, the screen goes suddenly white. Killswitch, by design, deletes itself upon player completion of the game. It is not recoverable by any means, all trace of it is removed from the user’s computer. The game cannot be copied. For all intents and purposes it exists only for those playing it, and then ceases to be entirely.

One cannot replay it, unlocking further secrets or narrative pathways, one cannot allow another to play it, and perhaps most importantly, it is impossible to experience the game all the way to the end as both Porto and Ghast. Predictably, player outcry was enormous. Several routes to solve the problem were pursued, with no real efficacy. The first and most common was to simply buy more copies of the game, but Karvina Corp. released only 5,000 copies and refused to press further editions. The following is an excerpt from their May 1990 press release:

"Killswitch was designed to be a unique playing experience: like reality, it is unrepeatable, unretrievable,and illogical. One might even say ineffable. Death is final; death is complete. The fates of Porto and her beloved Ghast are as unknowable as our own. It is the desire of the KarvinaCorporation that this be so, and we ask our customers to respect that desire. Rest assured, Karvina will continue to provide the highest quality of games to the West, and that Killswitch is merely one among our many wonders."

This did not have the intended effect. The word beloved piqued the interest of committed, even obsessive players, as Ghast is not present in any portion of Porto’s narrative. A rush to find the remaining copies of the game ensued, with the intent of playing as Ghast and discovering the meaning of Karvina’s cryptic word. The most popular theory was that Ghast would at some point become the fumes inhaled by Porto, changing her size and beginning her adventure. Some thought this was wishful thinking, that if only Ghast’s early levels were passable one would somehow be able to play as both simultaneously. However, by this time no further copies appeared to be available in retail outlets. Players who had not yet completed the game attempted Ghast’s levels frequently, but the difficulty of actually playing this enigmatic avatar persisted, and no player has ever claimed to have finished the game as Ghast. One by one, the lure of Porto’s lost, unearthly world drew them back to her, and one by one, they were compelled towards the finality of the vast white screen. To find any copy usable today is an almost unfathomably rare occurance; a still shrink-wrapped copy was sold at auction in 2005 for $733,000 to Yamamoto Ryuichi of Tokyo.

It is entirely possible that Yamamoto’s has the last remaining copy of the game. Knowing this, Yakamoto had intended to open his play to all enthusiasts, filming and uploading his progress. However, to date, the only film which has surfaced is a one minute and forty five second clip of a haggard Yamamoto at his computer, the avatar selection screen is visible over his right shoulder.

Yamamoto is crying.

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