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The stories of women in my family who were forced into lives they didn’t want and didn’t utilize their passions breaks my heart. My grandma wanted to be a journalist and write about the injustices she saw inflicted on disabled ppl while she was volunteering at a state run institution as a teen. Her father decided that she was “too fat and stupid” for college and forced her to get married at 17 or else he’d make her homeless. As a kid she told me that she wished people believed that she had meaningful opinions on events around her. One of my great grandmothers wanted to be an artist but was pressured into marrying a man who beat her. She stayed up late each night when her children were in bed writing poetry and pasting it over elaborate collages she mad herself. We still have stacks of these notebooks she created but was never allowed to do anything with. My mother wanted to be an operatic singer and was considered a musical prodigy in her town because she taught herself three seperate instruments by 13. When she was 18 she met my then 30 year old father who emotionally manipulated her into giving up her dreams to start a family with him. As a kid I would hear her up at night playing the violin or doing vocal exercises until she became too depressed to practice anymore. Like idk y’all there’s a quiet type of violence in the way women’s talents are devalued and brushed aside in favor of bullying them into “traditional” roles that ultimately don’t fulfill what they wanted for their lives. We’ve lost so much art, music, writing, science, and happiness to misogyny.
The abandoned Mys Aniva Lighthouse, Sakhalin Island, Russia. Built in 1939 by Japanese engineer Miura Shinobu, it was reclaimed by the Soviet Union after WW2 and turned into an autonomous nuclear-powered lighthouse. It’s said to be still radioactive today.
The Green Line demarcation zone, Lebanon by A.Abbas, 1982, during the Lebanese Civil War from 1975 to 1990
Wikipedia: It separated the mainly Muslim factions in West Beirut from the predominantly Christian East Beirut controlled by the Lebanese Front. The appellation refers to the coloration of the foliage that grew because the space was uninhabited. Many of the buildings along the Green Line were severely damaged or destroyed during the war. Since the end of hostilities, however, many of the buildings have been rebuilt within the framework of the urban renewal project of Solidere in Beirut Central District.
Elspeth Beard, shortly after becoming the first Englishwoman to circumnavigate the world by motorcycle. Her journey took 3 years and covered 48,000 miles.
Uh, just as a warning to anyone out there attracted to women: the other photos of her that exist are at least equally as hot, which is fucking terrifying.
This woman could ride up to me, take of the helmet and dramatically shake out her hair, and ask me to leave my life behind to run away adventuring with her
Okay, so I have a friend who I’ve been working with on a project. Friend made a decision to host on a .io site. I’ve been seeing this crop up a lot, so I was curious:
What is the .io domain?
Let’s start with the basics: the internet is simply a way to describe how a bunch of devices are connected via a particular protocol (communications and networking is a weird beast). To describe where devices are in this complicated space, hierarchies of domains are used. Top-level domains just mean the highest and, therefore, biggest umbrellas in the Domain Name System (just a system that is used for naming things connected to the internet).
If you live in the United States, .com, .gov, and .edu are examples of top-level domains.
.io is a country code top-level domain. All this means is that the domain is for use in a particular area.
