#david rowntree

[carsstairss]

For my gringos, british or people who speak the horrible English language, this say: “ The truth is, Oasis saw the success of Blur's reunion and they realized that they hate them more than they hate themselves”

[can1drown]

[iamedie]

[carloskaplan]

Dirk Rowntree: David Wojnarowicz pintando (1983)

[tyger-land]

𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿 London 1992, by Dave Tonge.

[neo-catharsis]

[probablyasocialecologist]

While enslaved people were mostly overseas, in colonies, out of sight, slavery funded British wealth and institutions from the Bank of England to the Royal Mail. The extent to which modern Britain was shaped by the profits of the transatlantic slave economy was made even clearer with the launch in 2013 of the Legacies of British Slave-ownership project at University College London. It digitised the records of tens of thousands of people who claimed compensation from the government when colonial slavery was abolished in 1833, making it far easier to see how the wealth created by slavery spread throughout Britain after abolition. “Slave-ownership,” the researchers concluded, “permeated the British elites of the early 19th century and helped form the elites of the 20th century.” (Among others, it showed that David Cameron’s ancestors, and the founders of the Greene King pub chain, had enslaved people.)

But as Bell-Romero would write in his report on Caius, “the legacies of enslavement encompassed far more than the ownership of plantations and investments in the slave trade”. Scholars undertaking this kind of archival research typically look at the myriad ways in which individuals linked to an institution might have profited from slavery – ranging from direct involvement in the trade of enslaved people or the goods they produced, to one-step-removed financial interests such as holding shares in slave-trading entities such as the South Sea or East India Companies.

Bronwen Everill, an expert in the history of slavery and a fellow at Caius, points out “how widespread and mundane all of this was”. Mapping these connections, she says, simply “makes it much harder to hold the belief that Britain suddenly rose to power through its innate qualities; actually, this great wealth is linked to a very specific moment of wealth creation through the dramatic exploitation of African labour.”

This academic interest in forensically quantifying British institutions’ involvement in slavery has been steadily growing for several decades. But in recent years, this has been accompanied by calls for Britain to re-evaluate its imperial history, starting with the Rhodes Must Fall campaign in 2015. The Black Lives Matter protests of 2020 turbo-charged the debate, and in response, more institutions in the UK commissioned research on their historic links to slavery – including the Bank of England, Lloyd’s, the National Trust, the Joseph Rowntree Foundation and the Guardian.

But as public interest in exploring and quantifying Britain’s historic links to slavery exploded in 2020, so too did a conservative backlash against “wokery”. Critics argue that the whole enterprise of examining historic links to slavery is an exercise in denigrating Britain and seeking out evidence for a foregone conclusion. Debate quickly ceases to be about the research itself – and becomes a proxy for questions of national pride. “What seems to make people really angry is the suggestion of change [in response to this sort of research], or the removal of specific things – statues, names – which is taken as a suggestion that people today should be guilty,” said Natalie Zacek, an academic at the University of Manchester who is writing a book on English universities and slavery. “I’ve never quite gotten to the bottom of that – no one is saying you, today, are a terrible person because you’re white. We’re simply saying there is another story here.”

[claudestar2017]

David Bowie at a press reception for Just a Gigolo, London, Cafe Royal, February 14, 1979 © Bill Rowntree.

[stephenmalkmusofficial]

Noel and Liam are going to round out the lineup with:

Graham Coxon, rhythm guitar, backing vocals

Alex James, bass

David Rowntree, drums

Damon Albarn, keys, backing vocals

[carsstairss]

[nkp1981]

Kenny Baker, David Prowse And Jack Purvis Photographed By Bill Rowntree, 1985

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: March 7, 1994

Lyrics:

Street's like a jungle

So call the police

Following the herd

Down to Greece

On holiday

Love in the nineties

Is paranoid

On sunny beaches

Take your chances

Looking for

Girls who want boys

Who like boys to be girls

Who do boys like they're girls

Who do girls like they're boys

Always should be someone you really love

Avoiding all work

'Cause there's none available

Like battery thinkers

Count your thoughts

On one-two-three-four-five fingers

Nothing is wasted

Only reproduced

You get nasty blisters

Du bist sehr schön

But we haven't been introduced

Girls who want boys

Who like boys to be girls

Who do boys like they're girls

Who do girls like they're boys

Always should be someone you really love

Girls who want boys

Who like boys to be girls

Who do boys like they're girls

Who do girls like they're boys

Always should be someone to really love

Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh oh

Looking for girls who want boys

Who like boys to be girls

Who do boys like they're girls

Who do girls like they're boys

Always should be someone you really love

Girls who want boys

Who like boys to be girls

Who do boys like they're girls

Who do girls like they're boys

Always should be someone you really love

Girls who want boys

Who like boys to be girls

Who do boys like they're girls

Who do girls like they're boys

Always should be someone you really love

Girls who want boys

Who like boys to be girls

Who do boys like they're girls

Who do girls like they're boys

Always should be someone to really love

Songwriter:

Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh oh

Damon Albarn / David Alexander De Horne Rowntree / Graham Leslie Coxon / Steven Alexander James

SongFacts:

👉📖

Homepage:

Blur

[aviandtheseals]

The Rowntrees Ultimate Decades Challenge - 1360

content warning: mention of death (as always lol)

1359 was a difficult year for the Rowntrees due to the deaths of Arthur and Alexandria. However, for Kymmie there was one point of light in the darkness: she was now the head of the household. When Kymmie first married David Rowntree, Arthur and Sarah's father, she was ignored by the others in the house. Now, as the mother of future heir Finnian and the only adult, Kymmie saw a bright future for the first time: running her own farm and family. She started woodworking, which she always loved, and her little statues made most of the money for the family. She knew in order to keep this freedom she could never marry again, but that was okay. She could still have other close relationships, like with Touilda. Kymmie was starting to realize she wanted something different than a regular friendship with her, and she tried to get the courage to talk to her friend about it.

But then terrible news arrived: a fire started in the Bridgford home, and while the rest of the family was fine, Touilda was badly burned and died from the injuries. This death was very sudden, and especially affected Kymmie. She managed to push through Arthur and Alexandria's deaths, but now her only friend was gone? She kept imagining a future with Touilda, a future she could barely think of without waves of shame washing over her, a future that was now impossible. Kymmie spent the rest of the year dealing with the waves of anger and sadness constantly hitting her.

Meanwhile, the kids continued to grow. Ursula was a healthy baby and survived the first few months of life, aging up to an infant. Being the only adult around meant that caring for little Ursula and Jacquette fell to Kymmie. But she was happy to take care of these little angels. The children were the main points of happiness in her life, the only distraction from her sorrows.

Little Finnian also started helping out more with the farm. He enjoyed the work. As a hot-headed sim, Finnian often got frustrated easily by small problems, and getting to run around the farm doing various chores and switching up activities kept him happy. He was glad to grow up and have responsibilities rather than just staying home all day.

Jacquette was also happy. While she was sad to lose her mother, time moved fast for a little toddler. She quickly got used to being taken care of by Kymmie and Sarah, and was happy to play on her own and explore the house as long as there was an adult around.

Fifteen-year-old Sarah was not doing as well as her younger brother and nieces. She had to step up and help take care of the children. While she spent a lot of her childhood fishing to make ends meet, Sarah wasn't used to being in charge of taking care of kids or cleaning the house. Sarah found these tasks very frustrating and was completely miserable at the end of each day. But she kept being the good girl the family needed her to be, and never complained.

To relax, Sarah took to playing the lute that Alexandria loved to play. She started playing to feel closer to Alexandria, but then found she enjoyed it.

Sarah thought the lute would be her one refuge from the daily grind for the next few years, but during the fall of 1360, a miracle walked into her life. She went to visit the Hedgeford family along with Kymmie to trade, and was re-introduced to Gilbert, their son about her age who she used to play with when they were little. Gilbert had grown up to be a handsome and responsible young man, and Sarah was immediately attracted to him. They got along great and Sarah felt more comfortable talking to him than anyone else she knew. Gilbert was also an orphan, and the middle child in his family. They both knew what it was like to be forgotten, to feel lonely. Sarah missed him as soon as they went back home.

Soon after, they ran into each other while collecting berries in the forest. Things quickly turned romantic - he told her how beautiful she was and they held hands. Sarah was over the moon. She couldn't stop herself from smiling. Gilbert was more subdued, but Sarah could tell he was enjoying himself as well.

For the first time in years, Sarah was blissful. The usual wall she locked her feelings behind, the voice in her head that told her to be good and agreeable, the expectation to work tirelessly for the family just to be ignored -- these were all gone. There was just her and the trees and a gorgeous boy. So she planted a kiss on Gilbert's lips.

Gilbert smiled afterwards, but he was a bit awkward, and quickly ran away. Sarah didn't care though. This was the best day of her life. She now had hope for a future she'd never imagined for herself before: one where she would be taken care of.

[angelicbreadroll]

Fuck Blur! and fuck David Albarn! and fuck Dave Rowntree! Nardwuar outsold!!!

[flyingcatto]

No I’m not uploading the Graham coxon lemon one because it’s really stupid and was way funnier in my head

[sxrrows-army]

graham ham thank you ma’am