The Unauthorized History

History is whatever we say it is... & what a long strange trip it continues to be.

Apr 26, 2011 12:00pm

(via bigmagnets)

Apr 25, 2011 12:00pm

thegildedcentury:

Liberty, January 17, 1942

Apr 24, 2011 12:00pm

standingnexttohitler:

It’s Hitler with Claus von Stauffenberg (on the left).

Unlike most people featured on this site, Stauffenberg wasn’t fawning over Hitler, but attempting to kill him. He was the driving force behind the plot to assassinate him - on July 20 1944, he entered a briefing room that Hitler was in carrying a briefcase armed with two bombs. He left the briefcase under the table, as close to Hitler as he could manage, made an excuse and left. Unfortunately for Stauffenberg (and all the people Hitler killed in 1945), after he left Colonel Heinz Brandt moved it to the other side of the table in order to get a better look at a map. When the bomb went off, killing four people and wounding many more, Hitler himself was protected by the conference table and only slightly wounded.

Stauffenberg was, of course, executed.

Incidentally, Brandt himself died the next day from injuries caused by the bomb. Probably should have just squinted a bit harder at that map, Brandt.

Apr 23, 2011 12:00pm

centuriespast:

Puabi,Akkadian queen (c.2600 BCE)

Apr 22, 2011 12:03pm

“ If I were a younger man, I would write a history of human stupidity; and I would climb to the top of Mount McCabe and lie down on my back with my history for a pillow; and I would take from the ground some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men; and I would make a statue of myself, lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who. ” - Cat’s Cradle, by Kurt Vonnegut (via powerfulbook)

Apr 21, 2011 12:00pm

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readingwritingandarithmetic:

Housemartins

Step Outside

I love this song. Very gentle and harmonic, but bittersweet too. You can begin to see where The Beautiful South came from.

(via my-ear-trumpet)

Apr 20, 2011 12:00pm

“ My cousin Helen, who is in her 90s now, was in the Warsaw ghetto during World War II. She and a bunch of the girls in the ghetto had to do sewing each day. And if you were found with a book, it was an automatic death penalty. She had gotten hold of a copy of ‘Gone With the Wind’, and she would take three or four hours out of her sleeping time each night to read. And then, during the hour or so when they were sewing the next day, she would tell them all the story. These girls were risking certain death for a story. And when she told me that story herself, it actually made what I do feel more important. Because giving people stories is not a luxury. It’s actually one of the things that you live and die for. ” - Neil Gaiman (via archangelsarefierce)

(Source: jaynestown, via nerd-gasms)

Apr 19, 2011 12:00pm

wherethewavesbreak:

In Reykjavik, Iceland, anarchists squatted this abandoned house, cleaned it up and turned it into a social center where ideas could be shared with the wider community. They created a free shop, a communal kitchen, and the local Food Not Bombs chapter used the space for serving food.

(via nathanielstuart)

Apr 18, 2011 12:00pm

my-ear-trumpet:

asiainferno:

durian:

neonlike:kagurazakaundergroundresistance:deroli:nevver:LIFE in the 20s

So perfect.

Apr 17, 2011 12:00pm

Children dressed as devils wait at the Malecon (seaside boulevard) to take part in the last day of the annual national carnival in Santo Domingo March 6. (Eduardo Munoz/Reuters)

Children dressed as devils wait at the Malecon (seaside boulevard) to take part in the last day of the annual national carnival in Santo Domingo March 6. (Eduardo Munoz/Reuters)

(Source: timecodereading, via postmodernista)

Apr 16, 2011 12:00pm