Quills and bloodshed
poboh:

The Irritating Gentleman,  Berthold Woltze.  Germany (1829 – 1896)

poboh:

The Irritating Gentleman, Berthold Woltze. Germany (1829 – 1896)

I don’t get it.

Why is Darren always assumed to be dating whoever he takes a pic with or hugs or says something nice about? Like, he does that all the time. Boy must be getting around, lol.

Also, I don’t get hating someone you don’t know. I mean, I have very bad feelings towards some famous people like Polanski or Charlie Sheen, but y’know, not quiiiiiite the same thing as potentially maybe dating someone.

Have some glasses

You know how shows have running jokes?

punk-in-patches:

I think that one Glee has is that Blaine cannot clap

Like a normal

Person

as-long-as-youre-mine:

Considering how flexible these two are, sex in the Klaine bedroom must be awesome.

occupyallthethings:

twistedragons:

UPDATE: Nov. 19, 12:49 p.m. — In a statement, Bernie Goldsmith of the nearby Occupy Davis, a separate group from Occupy UC Davis, said:

At Occupy Davis, relations with the democratically elected city council and local police forces have been genial and productive. The authorities have worked continuously to harmonize the occupation’s presence with the park and surrounding businesses and ensure that all aspects of the encampment remain non-violent. Those in charge of using force are aware that they are democratically elected officials that are directly accountable to the people.

Occupy UC Davis, a mere three blocks away, is under the jurisdiction of an undemocratic, appointed regime of force over which its subjects have no meaningful democratic control. The authorities there attacked non-violent protesters with indifference, and, in some cases, a clear display of sadistic pleasure.

There could be no better illustration of the differences between a democratic, accountable public safety effort and a fascist, totalitarian, unaccountable police state. The students of UC Davis have no meaningful voice, and that is reflected at the very top of the administration down to the officer on the ground who can spice up his day with a confident sense of utter, unassailable impunity.

UPDATE: Nov. 19, 9:17 p.m. — UC Davis student Thomas Fowler, who made perhaps the best-known video capturing the pepper-spray incident at UC Davis, answered several questions in an email exchange with HuffPost.

When the pepper spraying started, he said, “I was just completely appalled, I was just speechless. … I couldn’t fathom what reason they believed they had to spray the students. …[T]hey could have easily just stepped over them and left peacefully.”

Moreover, he said, “No tents were confiscated yesterday. The protesters were able to break them down and get them off the Quad before the police officers could do anything about it. Which makes their actions that much more confusing, seeing that the reason they were called to the campus was to have the tents removed.”

Fowler said the mood on the campus “has shifted drastically. A lot of the students who were on the fence or weren’t following the movement closely are getting very involved now. There [are] a lot of students calling for the Chancellor’s resignation in response to what had occurred yesterday.”

nerdygirlknits:

Interview with pepper-sprayed UC Davis student: officer told peaceful protestors, “Move or we’re going to shoot you!” then “I’m gonna spray these kids down”.

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I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea’s face, and a gray dawn breaking.

I must down go to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

Sea Fever
by John Masefield