Suddenly you’re ripped into being alive. And life is pain, and life is suffering, and life is horror, but my god you’re alive and its spectacular.
Peggielene Bartels, A.K.A. King Peggy, is currently the King of Otuam, Ghana. She was chosen to be one of only three female kings in Ghana, and when she discovered that male chauvinists wanted her to only be a figurehead, she said: “They were treating me like I am a second-class citizen because I am a woman. I said, ‘Hell no, you’re not going to do this to a woman!’” When she encountered corruption and the threat of embezzlement to the royal funds, she declared “I’m going to squeeze their balls so hard their eyes pop!”
King Peggy has maintained her work in Ghana’s embassy in Washington, D.C. while making education affordable in Otuam, installing borehead wells to produce clean drinking water, enforcing incarceration laws to deal with domestic violence, replenishing the royal coffers by taxing Otuam’s fishing industry to improve life in the village, and appointing three women to her council.
“Nobody should tell you, ‘You’re a woman, you can’t do it,’” she insists. “You can do it. Be ready to accept it when the calling comes.”
Quoted from the Spring/Summer 2012 issue of Ms. Magazine.
What a beautiful badass woman.
King Peggy has been on my blog before but this is my goddamn blog and I will have King Peggy on here twice if I want.
MORE FEMALE KINGS.
Always reblog King Peggy, who is on my dash far less than she should be. Did you know she has written a book about her life? It is great, and you should all get right on that if you haven’t already.
Bitches get shit done.
Hello, anon, and thank you for the question.
This topic has been studied by by researchers for years. There are three prevailing theories that I will relay to you now.
1. It keeps him on the ground.
You may notice in the gif above that Chris’ leg starts to rise as he laughs, possibly a precursor to his entire body undergoing a sort of lift off due to his joy. Chris then employs his upper body strength to force himself to obey the laws of gravity.
2. To check on his physique.
As you may be aware, anon, it takes a lot of hard work to maintain a superhero body. Chris is concerned that in the time he has spent sitting down, sans working out or eating, he has lost muscle mass. Understandably, he feels the need to make sure that he is still a specimen.
3. Object permanence.
Object permanence is a term applied to the understanding that an object still exists even when you cannot see it. Chris closes his eyes when he laughs, making him unable to see that he has not disappeared. By grabbing his left boob, Chris knows that he has not somehow ceased to exist.
I hope this helps.
‘Metal & Dust’ by London Grammar
This song played at the end of this week’s “Crisis,” which almost made the fact that I continue to watch “Crisis” a little less personally shameful.
This is the most useful thing I’ve ever reblogged.
I’ve been trying to explain to people for so long that second cousins are like your cousins (your generation) but their sibling relation is though your grandparents, not your parents.
ooooo, that’s what people mean by once removed, this all makes sense now
I spend so much time explaining this stuff. Usually to my own cousins.
Let me tell you, friends, about the adulthood I’ve adulted over the last few weeks. Taxes have been filed. Bills have been paid. Apartments have been cleaned. Laundry has been done. Doctor’s appointments have been scheduled. Articles have been written. Meetings have been met. Front headlights have been replaced. Life has been managed.
Liz Does Disneyland 2014: Trip 11
COMPANY: Solotimes! Going by myself is always an interesting experience, because it’s a real opportunity to figure out exactly what I do genuinely enjoy doing, versus what I’ll end up doing because it’s a favorite of others. Like, I don’t hate Pirates of the Carribean, but it’s a ride I’ve done often enough to avoid if I’m on my own time. We all have our preferences.
WEATHER: A bit warm at times, but then chilled off nicely once the sun set. Though I was coming directly from a lunch meeting, which meant I was wearing a nice skirt and tights, and maybe I wish I’d been dressed a little warmer.
MONEY SPENT: $13 for a truffle olive martini from Carthay Circle, $20 for another martini and a shrimp/polenta dish at the Al Fresco Lounge. Why dual locations for dual drinks? We’ll get into that.
LONGEST TIME SPENT IN LINE: I did standby for Big Thunder Mountain Railroad… twice. It was my first order of business when I arrived in the park, but after waiting patiently for 20 minutes, the ride shut down for mechanical reasons. Waited another 20 minutes to see if it’d start up again, but no luck and I was impatient to do SOMETHING. Fortunately, Star Tours was only 30 minutes or so on standby, and later, I tried Big Thunder again and was able to make it on without the ride breaking down on me.
TIME SPENT: About an hour driving down, 45 minutes driving back, and a tight five hours in between.
WHAT’S HAPPENING IN THE ROBOT BOYFRIEND NOVEL? The robot still hasn’t gotten to use his bits yet, but another character did get laid! We’re all very happy for her.
WHAT HAPPENED ON STAR TOURS? Vader, Hoth, Yoda, Naboo. God, Naboo is always such a disappointment. Though the bit where the sea creature grabs the ship and shakes it around is pretty fun.
WHAT SCORE DID I GET ON BUZZ LIGHTYEAR ASTRO BLASTER: 128,000. I don’t think I’ll ever make it to Level 5. Even if this ride is often only a 10 minute wait and thus easy to fit into a tight schedule.
NUMBER OF TIMES I WANTED TO MURDER A PERSON: Oh GOD. So, I ended up sitting next to this young woman on Star Tours who was just THE WORST.
Loud, annoying, adding her own commentary to everything — I can handle all that, I suppose. But before the ride started, she kicked away her 3D glasses (kicked them AT ME, technically, because she was trying to kick them to the side of the spaceship) because she didn’t want to wear them. And then, two minutes into the ride, her iPhone fell out of her sweatshirt pocket and banged me in the side. I picked it up and put it on the empty seat next to me, knowing that karmically, I should make sure she got it at the end of the ride, but halfway tempted to just leave it on the seat and let her figure it out for herself, because DAMN she was annoying.
A couple of minutes later, as we’re crashing through the snowy mountains of Hoth (easily the best part of this combination, and one I was trying to enjoy), the 3D glasses she’d kicked around on the floor slid forward to the row in front of us. “I bet that’s my phone!” she screeched.
Without saying anything, I picked up her phone from the empty seat and handed it to her. “Oh, I love you!” she screeched. She did not choose to express her love by shutting the fuck up for the rest of the ride. And then she took for-fucking-ever to exit, talking loudly the whole time, dragging out our time together until it felt like an eternity.
This person was not my favorite person ever.
AIMEE’S BATHROOM REVIEW (IN ABSENTIA): The bathroom by the entrance of Frontierland was not the cleanest (though it was late afternoon). However, it was HUGE and there was no wait.
CALORIES BURNED (ACCORDING TO FITBIT): 1040. I spent a lot of time walking in circles, trying to escape from parades; the California Adventure Pixar parade is starting to become my enemy. I swear to god, one of the songs that plays on repeat has lyrics like “BANG BANG, THE BANG PARADE,” which makes me think of Bang Bus, and that is NOT a Disney-apprpriate train of thought.
WHAT I READ WHILE IN LINE FOR STUFF: Dealt with a lot of Instapaper cleanup — this rant from Greg Rucka is worth reading, as is this fascinating Vulture feature about a screenwriter who also does go-go dancing.
BEST T-SHIRT: Nothing stood out, but I was pretty impressed by a girl who was easily 12 or 13, wearing an Elsa-from-Frozen gown. Didn’t realize they made a tween version of the gown until today.
THING I SAW/DID THAT I’D NEVER SEEN/DONE BEFORE: Hah. Okay. After the whole Star Tours Girl incident, I really wanted a martini. So after ducking around the Pixar parade in California Adventure for a while, I was able to make it to Carthay Circle, which is maybe one of the fancier places in the whole Disneyland resort, but doesn’t charge more for a martini than anywhere else.
I figured I’d sit at the bar, get my drink, get some writing done (robot boyfriends won’t fuck themselves, after all) and then do a few more rides before returning to Los Angeles. Unfortunately, the only open seat was next to a man taking a break from a family trip with his cousin (his cousin has many adopted children, apparently). And he proceeded to give me the full court press.
I don’t get hit on a lot. It’s a very rare thing, to be honest. I mean, I know how to handle unwanted attention, and the novelty of this particular incident left me a little bit tickled (it’s been YEARS since a guy tried the “You have beautiful eyes” line on me). But the fact remained that to get the writing done that I wanted to do, I had to abandon Carthay Circle and head to the Al Fresco Lounge, where I knew I’d be left alone.
Point is, no one’s ever tried to pick me up at Disneyland before. That is definitely something new.
BEST THING I SAW/DID: After a martini and a half, I was in a very peaceful mood, and Big Thunder was again a joy. It’s not as hardcore as Space Mountain, but it’s still a damn good ride.
WHEN DO I THINK I’LL BE BACK? Plans are vaguely in place for next week. We’ll see what happens.
From a public policy perspective, the fear that an incumbent industry won’t make as much money is irrelevant; in fact, incumbent industries having to adapt to change is evidence of innovation. It’s evidence of the system working.
We should not be particularly surprised by their fear, as these actors do not like users to have any level of control over their own content. The content industry was vehemently against the first VCR when it appeared in the United States, allowing individuals to have any control of their own media. The content industry went to war to kill the idea of individuals recording live television, and argued that an individual recording live television for home consumption was copyright infringement - even though the broadcasters put their content on the airwaves for free. They argued that time-shifting over the airwaves content was copyright infringement, and that average citizens could be liable for $150,000 per recording.
Then-MPAA President Jack Valenti testified before Congress and argued, “I say to you that the VCR is to the American film producer and the American public as the Boston strangler is to the woman home alone.”
Having a hard time feeling sorry for any industry whose sole argument is “the reality of technological progress is an impediment to our business model. Please change reality.”(via spytap)
Free samples don’t excuse fat-shaming, Purina.
Once upon a time Matt and Chip made a beautiful cover for the 4th printing of issue #1 of Sex Criminals. This beautiful cover captured the imagination of brimpers everywhere, including myself and my lovely coworker Heather (@girlblunders). The situation has since escalated nicely.
Welcome to Brimpception!
I am proud to buy my comics here.