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Mar. 19th, 2013 12:43 am* Republicans really ramp up the attempt to strip women of a variety of basic rights while claiming that they just need to pretend they don't hate women and women will start voting for them again.
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* It turns out that the Vietnam War went on an extra five years because Richard Nixon torpedoed a peace agreement so he could become President.
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* More coverage of the refusal to properly investigate or prosecute the murders of black men in Mississippi:
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* ( More Steubenville Developments as the community continues to punish the victim: )
* "Chinese archaeologists excavate earliest bronze armor pieces:" http://www.kaogu.cn/en/detail.asp?ProductID=3931
* Another Robin Hood Theory: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/history/9919400/Robin-Hood-from-Kent-not-Sherwood-Forest-historian-claims.html
I'm not convinced there is a single origin. There were at least three outlaws named Robin or Robert between the Norman invasion and 1100. There is a long history of outlaw stories and a long history of aristocratic outlaws and guerrilla warfare stretching through the whole Medieval period. My belief is that common people liked to hear stories about people tricking nobles and nobles liked stories about patriots fighting invaders. A wide variety of outlaw stories, some political and some not were likely circulating for centuries. I'm willing to bet this William is one of them along with a huge bunch that accreted in the 14th century during a period of particularly intense outlawry early in the centenary. I suspect that over time, the "Robin Hood" brand was a good way to get paid to tell or sing stories of this type and for a local village storyteller, Robin hood stories were good for a pint. It was simpler to take stories about this sort of outlawry and/or guerrilla warfare and change the names to fit with the developing mythos. I'm not convinced that there is any one origin for the stories, but rather a gathering of stories of a type under one set of names. I am very willing to think this particular bandit was a major contributor of elements and stories to that mythos, but I don't think it's provable that he is the one true source even if he was actually the origin. Some things aren't knowable.
* George Takei and the effort to conserve the internment camps: http://www.preservationnation.org/magazine/2013/winter/back-story.html
* "The Myth of Black Homophobia: Why I’m Not Feeling Macklemore and Why White Saviors Are Anything But:" http://www.ankhesen-mie.net/2013/03/the-myth-of-black-homophobia-why-im-not.html#
* Round up of some of the bizarre things said at CPAC:
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* Today I discovered my rifle coat was torn. It's not properly fixable from an aesthetic perspective, but it is from a structural perspective. I am rendered coatless as leaving it as is will only make it worse and thus harder to solve. Luckily, it's the cool part of early Spring instead of proper Winter. Speaking of which, more of the bulbs have survived the great painter disaster last Summer. How do I know? They are starting to sprout. The early bulbs are not quite ready for flowers, though last years hyacinth is an early bloomer and will be ready to come in in a day or too. It is weird to me to have two of the hyacinths beat the crocuses to blooming. It's not quite warm enough for me to go barefoot, which says to me it's not warm enough for Mache to have walks, but she begs to differ. She complains every time I go to check on the garden or bring in groceries. I know full well that if I do walk her in the chill she will beg to come back in before I'm properly settled. Soon, Mache Girl, Soon. (The Butt isn't going anywhere until he's seen the vet).
* Midnight Blue Light Special was a fast fun read and I liked the ways it dug deeper on characters and the world while really upping the stakes. The John Barrowman autobiography is very John Barrowman. I'm kind of sorry I read it as there were things I didn't need to know and images I can't get out of my head. I'm picking away at my Lorca pile. Poetry goes slow for me because of the way I process words. I read fiction and non-fiction super fast, but I process poetry more the way I process music, so I can't go faster than the spoken word and often have to reread.
* Death Star Truthers:
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* It turns out that the Vietnam War went on an extra five years because Richard Nixon torpedoed a peace agreement so he could become President.
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* More coverage of the refusal to properly investigate or prosecute the murders of black men in Mississippi:
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* ( More Steubenville Developments as the community continues to punish the victim: )
* "Chinese archaeologists excavate earliest bronze armor pieces:" http://www.kaogu.cn/en/detail.asp?ProductID=3931
* Another Robin Hood Theory: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/history/9919400/Robin-Hood-from-Kent-not-Sherwood-Forest-historian-claims.html
I'm not convinced there is a single origin. There were at least three outlaws named Robin or Robert between the Norman invasion and 1100. There is a long history of outlaw stories and a long history of aristocratic outlaws and guerrilla warfare stretching through the whole Medieval period. My belief is that common people liked to hear stories about people tricking nobles and nobles liked stories about patriots fighting invaders. A wide variety of outlaw stories, some political and some not were likely circulating for centuries. I'm willing to bet this William is one of them along with a huge bunch that accreted in the 14th century during a period of particularly intense outlawry early in the centenary. I suspect that over time, the "Robin Hood" brand was a good way to get paid to tell or sing stories of this type and for a local village storyteller, Robin hood stories were good for a pint. It was simpler to take stories about this sort of outlawry and/or guerrilla warfare and change the names to fit with the developing mythos. I'm not convinced that there is any one origin for the stories, but rather a gathering of stories of a type under one set of names. I am very willing to think this particular bandit was a major contributor of elements and stories to that mythos, but I don't think it's provable that he is the one true source even if he was actually the origin. Some things aren't knowable.
* George Takei and the effort to conserve the internment camps: http://www.preservationnation.org/magazine/2013/winter/back-story.html
* "The Myth of Black Homophobia: Why I’m Not Feeling Macklemore and Why White Saviors Are Anything But:" http://www.ankhesen-mie.net/2013/03/the-myth-of-black-homophobia-why-im-not.html#
* Round up of some of the bizarre things said at CPAC:
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* Today I discovered my rifle coat was torn. It's not properly fixable from an aesthetic perspective, but it is from a structural perspective. I am rendered coatless as leaving it as is will only make it worse and thus harder to solve. Luckily, it's the cool part of early Spring instead of proper Winter. Speaking of which, more of the bulbs have survived the great painter disaster last Summer. How do I know? They are starting to sprout. The early bulbs are not quite ready for flowers, though last years hyacinth is an early bloomer and will be ready to come in in a day or too. It is weird to me to have two of the hyacinths beat the crocuses to blooming. It's not quite warm enough for me to go barefoot, which says to me it's not warm enough for Mache to have walks, but she begs to differ. She complains every time I go to check on the garden or bring in groceries. I know full well that if I do walk her in the chill she will beg to come back in before I'm properly settled. Soon, Mache Girl, Soon. (The Butt isn't going anywhere until he's seen the vet).
* Midnight Blue Light Special was a fast fun read and I liked the ways it dug deeper on characters and the world while really upping the stakes. The John Barrowman autobiography is very John Barrowman. I'm kind of sorry I read it as there were things I didn't need to know and images I can't get out of my head. I'm picking away at my Lorca pile. Poetry goes slow for me because of the way I process words. I read fiction and non-fiction super fast, but I process poetry more the way I process music, so I can't go faster than the spoken word and often have to reread.
* Death Star Truthers:
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