Sappy as it may sound, NATM’s message of “an interest in history makes it come alive” is brilliant.
You don’t need a magic tablet to bring museum exhibits to life. All you need to do is harbor an interest in the subject! Go visit your local museum, get books from your library, read about historical figures, and get involved in learning about different people and cultures.
The real magic is learning because that is what keeps history alive. And that’s the entire message of the NATM trilogy, which is something I find truly beautiful.
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Thinking about Elizabeth Woodville as a gothic heroine is making me go insane. She entered the story by overturning existing social structures, provoking both ire and fascination. She married into a dynasty doomed to eat itself alive. She was repeatedly associated with the supernatural, both in terms of love and death. Her life was shaped entirely by uncanny repetitions - two marriages, two widowhoods, two depositions, two flights to sanctuary, two ultimate reclamations, all paralleling and ricocheting off each other. Her plight after 1483 exposed the true rot at the heart of the monarchy - the trappings of royalty pulled away to reveal nothing, a never-ending cycle of betrayal and war, the price of power being the (literal) blood of children. She lived past the end of her family name, she lived past the end of her myth. She ended her life in a deeply anomalous position, half-in and half-out of royal society. She was both a haunting tragedy and the ultimate survivor who was finally free.
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Maladict does not drink… port. That’s why I knew as soon as I saw this late 19th century bottle tag in the digital collections of the V&A that I had to change it a bit.
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Ooh ghost ship... horror but make it bittersweet. Imagine being a castaway. Delirious, struggling to survive on a barely functional escape boat, no food, soaked to the bone from the storm that constantly threatens to capsize you- and then through the fog comes a ship so huge it fills your whole field of vision. You drift to the side of it, the davit(I think that's what it's called? The crane they use to get little boats up and down) seeming to attach itself to your boat. You're welcomed aboard, something about all these larger than life figures feels surreal to you. It's like... you can't truly focus on their faces. But you're out of it, so you chalk it up to that, thanking them tearfully for the food the one in white serves you, the fresh set of clothes and warm blanket wrapped around your shoulders. One man, clearer than all the rest, gives you a checkup. Maybe even puts you on an IV after everything you've been through. You're there for a few nights, enough to recover, for your head to clear. And then you wake up, and... the ship is empty. The sky is clear. The quietest it's been in ages. You wander the deck, calling the names of the friends you've made, but you aren't close to death anymore. There's no response. But you find a proper dinghy, fully stocked. A map and log pose are laid out for you, and a letter wishing you well. And along with that- what appears to be a vintage photo of the crew.
THE EMOTIONS I WENT THROUGH READING THIS ANON
How
DARE.
T-T noooo my heart.
You did this right in front of my salad too, I just -
I need to recover.
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I think it'd be kinda interesting if Marx, after becoming part God-Clock, is unable to rest. After all, if a part of the Nova lives on in him, it'd surely be running to try do repairs or archive data, and this would mean Marx has developed long term insomnia. The reason this is bad is due to Marx being a Noddy, a group known entirely for sleeping. Imagine trying to get immense power, having a battle you lose in a way you can never truly understand, then lose the activity you love most as a part of you isn't really You anymore.
No wonder Marx went crazy.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH (/POS)
>DESS.EXE HAS STOPPED FUNCTIONING
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he’s losing to a fucking cookie. TWICE. via the tumblr sexyman tournament rematch https://sexymanotd.tumblr.com/post/707391802821492736/tumblr-sexyrematch-poll-masterpost
a small donation of $500000000 can help this man regain his dignity. or just a vote that works too ig 😐
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Sometimes I get a bit ticked about the whole "invisible Canada" thing, but I went to a visiting scholar lecture about the Battle of the North Atlantic in WW2 from a British academic this morning, and he verbatim said: "Canada isn't involved enough it makes a difference." And the friend I went with pats my shoulder like, "I'm sure you guys did everything that you could do."
If that isn't the most concise summation of general opinions of Atlantic history I've ever seen, I'll never see a better one.
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two of my most favorite things are Black Sails and Hadestown and they are both doomed from the very beginning. You know this going in. You know what happens to Orpheus and Eurydice. You know what happens to the characters taken from the golden age of piracy. And you know what happens with the Treasure Island characters when decades later Jim Hawkins comes around. There are few true happy endings here. There are no children. All there is are stories. All that truly survives these tales are tragic memories. But they make you hope that it can end happily for everyone involved. Repeatedly. You hope. Gods above do you hope. Because the story is that good. The characters over and over they lose and gain hope. And it gives you hope. And they do end happily in their own way. In the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, Eurydice knows she is loved. And in the case of Black Sails, it ends with its survivors, most stronger than they were before, no less tragic and broken for it. And they’re both born from love! Flint’s war was waged for love. His mercy was taken away for love. His part in the war ended for love. For Silver’s love for Madi and Flint. For Flint’s love for Thomas. John Silver’s story started from love too. Albeit a love for money. But his story changed. He loved Billy, he loved Flint, he loved Madi. He went to war for all three of them. And desperately wanted an end to their part in the war for two of them. He loved to the point of betrayal. One could say Hades loved Persephone to the point of betrayal as well. When he tore the soul from Hades and made it into such an unnatural thing. Flint’s love for Thomas was pure. Orpheus’s love for Eurydice was as well. And their love was the catalyst for both tragedies. One could also say they both traveled through the underworld for their love. Orpheus traveled through physically yes, but Flint went through the underworld too. Maybe not physically, but mentally? He dragged himself into and through the deepest darkest paths in his mind. And we don’t even truly know if Flint was reunited with Thomas in the end. It showed us this yes, but it was shown during a story that Long John Silver told as he was trying to win the love of his life back. Rackham never really confirmed whether or not Flint had truly retired or if he had died. Remember what Flint said to Silver when they first fought? How not even Silver could spin this story into one that would grant him Madi’s forgiveness? You learn very well through this show to never bet against John Silver’s ability to craft a story.
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honestly if i dont get my shit together (figuring out what i want long term) i really do think history prof/teacher is going to be my fall back
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