Really bored and drew this. I don’t really know what I was thinking
The Bay of Naples at Moonlit Night. Vesuvius - Ivan Aivazovsky
wenchymcwench: We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of mine and give our order. While we’re aproaching our table two people come in and they go to the counter:
‘Five coffees, please. Two of them for us and three suspended’ They pay for their order, take the two and leave.
I ask my friend: “What are those ‘suspended’ coffees?”
My friend: “Wait for it and you will see.”
Some more people enter. Two girls ask for one coffee each, pay and go. The next order was for seven coffees and it was made by three lawyers - three for them and four ‘suspended’. While I still wonder what’s the deal with those ‘suspended’ coffees I enjoy the sunny weather and the beautiful view towards the square infront of the café. Suddenly a man dressed in shabby clothes who looks like a beggar comes in throught the door and kindly asks
‘Do you have a suspended coffee ?’
It’s simple - people pay in advance for a coffee meant for someone who can not afford a warm bevarage. The tradition with the suspended coffees started in Naples, but it has spread all over the world and in some places you can order not only a suspended coffee, but also a sandwitch or a whole meal.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have such cafés or even grocery stores in every town where the less fortunate will find hope and support ? If you own a business why don’t you offer it to your clients… I am sure many of them will like it. Source : [x]
and to think that the coffee shop is still making money from this and can’t just offer some warm water and bean powder to those in need anyway.
Okay, I’ve fried my brain today. A painful amount of antiques studying and an information overload. The good news is that I’m not put off and I’m still eager to learn more.
All manner of things are zooming through my aching mind; business plans, best locations to be in the years to come, what’s my overall goal?…
…And even news stories about Thai rosewood being given higher levels of protection to stem the flow of illegal trade in China. And what that could mean for the prices of Antique rosewood furniture items, as the demand is still high with the Chinese for rosewood furniture and there is less available!
Seth MacFarlane made a whole bunch of sexist, reductive jokes at the Oscars last night. It’s frustrating enough to know that 77 percent of Academy voters are male. Or to watch 30 men and 9 women collect awards last night. But MacFarlane’s boob song, the needless sexualization of a little girl, and the relentless commentary about how women look reinforced, over and over, that women somehow don’t belong. They matter only insofar as they are beautiful or naked, or preferably both. This wasn’t an awards ceremony so much as a black-tie celebration of the straight white male gaze.
MacFarlane’s opening musical number, “We Saw Your Boobs,” might as well have been a siren blaring, “This isn’t for you.” Come on, everyone likes boobs, right? No. The answer is no. They’re not something I hate, and heck, I have a pair to call my own, and yet my takeaway from The Accused was not “Finally, I’ve seen Jodie Foster’s breasts.” My lasting memory of Boys Don’t Cry is not “Hey, free breasts!” At least there was that super timely and relevant reference to Kate Winslet’s many nude scenes.
Jeez, the song was a joke! Can’t you take a joke? Yes, I can take a joke. I can take a bunch! A thousand, 10,000, maybe even more! But after 30 or so years, this stuff doesn’t feel like joking. It’s dehumanizing and humiliating, and as if every single one of those jokes is an ostensibly gentler way of saying, “I don’t think you belong here.” All those little instances add up, grain of sand by grain of sand until I’m stranded in a desert of every “tits or GTFO” joke I’ve ever tried to ignore.
Then came the joke about actresses getting the flu to lose weight. “It paid off,” MacFarlane said. “Looking good.” Well, thank God, because what matters to all women is that we look good for Seth MacFarlane. How many women did he introduce over the course of the night by mentioning how they looked: “Please welcome the lovely ___ ,” “the beautiful ______”? How many men?
Uh, those are compliments! Now he can’t even give women compliments? Compliment away, friends. Let’s compliment the shit out of each other. But let’s be really cognizant of what we compliment each other on, and what that says about what we expect from each other, and what we consider valuable and worth mentioning. It doesn’t matter what Salma Hayek says, because she’s so pretty!
You just don’t like Seth MacFarlane’s sense of humor. What did you expect? Actually, I do like Seth MacFarlane’s sense of humor. (Sometimes. No one likes everything all the time!) I’ve been a loyal Family Guy viewer for almost fifteen years. I’ve been to — and adored — Family Guy: Live. If MacFarlane had sung “Shipoopi” all night, I’d be writing a really different story right now. Instead, there were jokes about how Rex Reed would probably call Adele fat — because that’s what’s important about her — and how someday Quvenzhané Wallis will be old enough to date George Clooney — because that’s what’s important about her — and how sometimes, gasp, a woman might have body hair — because that’s what’s important about them. Women are nags, and Jews run Hollywood! Thank you, Seth MacFarlane, for this cutting-edge humor. Like Mark Wahlberg said, the party’s at Jack Nicholson’s house. You remember, that place where Roman Polanski drugged and raped a 13-year-old girl. Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha.
I dream of someday watching women win all the non-performance categories, of women making as many films as men do, of women and men being nominated for a comparable number of awards. There are a lot of reasons why that day is far, far in the future. But I’ll tell you what’s not helping: the biggest night in film being dedicated to alienating, excluding, and debasing women. Actual gender equality is a ways away, but I’d settle for one four-hour ceremony where women aren’t being actively degraded.
—-Why Seth MacFarlane’s misogyny matters
Did not watch the Oscars, but is this how it was? Was it as simple as this? Was it not a way of pointing out the fact that the film industry still treats women like objects? Is he not telling jokes that are really about the state of the industry and the people that support those trends? Is he not being “observational”? Is a joke about Rex Reed calling Adele fat, not a joke about Rex Reed and men in general? And how a film critic would be likely to focus on something so trivial, instead of anything relevant?
And as far as “the biggest night in film being dedicated to alienating, excluding and debasing women.” That has to be expected, if 90% of the film industry is doing that in it’s movies and millions upon millions of people are throwing their money towards them for doing so.
The whole movie industry is rotten, if you examine it, and this is not it’s only issue. But I’m sure this Seth Macfarlane review will spark a global revolution and bring about real change in the world and not just be handed around on Tumblr for a week or two, with the odd comment of “omg he sucks” and “That dweeb! Fuck him”
I do enjoy Tumblr, but I have neglected it recently. Staying away from Facebook and deleting Twitter on the other hand, has been a good move. I don’t want to be lured into the same nonsense that people my age are drawn to. I am praying for a new generation of free thinkers, artists and designers to step away from the dull trends of the post millennium. No longer shall women buy clothes that “look” like handmade originals, shipped out in their millions, they shall make them for themselves from vintage or used . No longer shall @manlybloke smash his opinions of politicians into his keyboard on to Twitter, he shall buy paints and brushes and let loose on canvas.
Now, If everybody would just: buy old, recycle, be creative and enjoy their minds.
Make our generation proud.
BE YOURSELF NO MORE.
Something, something, something, depression.