This is what I woke up to at 7 am

We’ll never reach this level of comedy again… :(

A Swedish woman hitting a neo-Nazi protester with her handbag. The woman was reportedly a concentration camp survivor. [1985]

Volunteers learn how to fight fires at Pearl Harbor [c. 1941 - 1945]

Maud Wagner, the first well-known female tattoo artist in the U.S. [1907]

A 106-year old Armenian woman protecting her home with an AK-47. [1990]

Komako Kimura, a prominent Japanese suffragist at a march in New York. [October 23, 1917]

Margaret Hamilton, lead software engineer of the Apollo Project, standing next to the code she wrote by hand that was used to take humanity to the moon. [1969]

Erika, a 15-year-old Hungarian fighter who fought for freedom against the Soviet Union. [October 1956]

Sarla Thakral, 21 years old, the first Indian woman to earn a pilot license. [1936]

Voting activist Annie Lumpkins at the Little Rock city jail. [1961]   (freakin’ immaculate)

Now with more awesomesauce!

Female pilots leaving their B-17, “Pistol Packin’ Mama” [c. 1941 - 1945]

The first basketball team from Smith college. [1902]

Filipino guerilla, Captain Nieves Fernandez, shows a US soldier how she killed Japanese soldiers during the occupation. [1944]

Afghani medical students. [1962]   (man, screw fundamentalism.)

A British sergeant training members of the ‘mum’s army’ Women’s Home Defence Corps during the Battle of Britain. [1940]

and just to wrap up…

Nina Simone, one of the most talented vocalists of the 20th century.

this was a real show 

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Capitalism kills art

Worst Case vs. Best Case Scenarios by Karina Farek.

This is a great joke, but it’s also a wonderful strategy for reducing anxiety that I learned about in therapy. If you’re ever nervous about something, just ask yourself: what’s the best thing that can happen? What’s the worst thing? What will most likely happen?

It does wonders for your nerves, really does.

My counsellor walks me through this all the time and it works??

Um…I really like this. 

i actually really like this and think it could help me when i’m anxious

So I’m staying at a friend’s house in Boston

And in their guest room is a door.

And my first thought was closet. Just an ordinary, tiny, New England closet.

But no!

There are STAIRS in that closet!

Now where do those stairs go, you may ask?

Up to the black void attic of course.

But you know, it doesn’t seem to end there.

Because for reasons no one seems to know, this door deadbolts from inside. There’s nothing but a black void up there. Why must it lock on that side of it???

Of course, it was then that I spotted something else.

Why yes, those ARE scratch marks on the inside of the door. Which, one might think dog because they’re so low on the door (only a third of the way up).

But you know, this wouldn’t be fun if that was all there was.

That deadbolt has scratches all around it too.

Funzies!

Because guess what.

That deadbolt is five feet off the ground. And there is no dog in this house tall enough to reach it.

Pretty sure I just entered a horror film.

Gotta love Boston architecture.

You’re friend’s a werewolf don’t be afraid just support them.

When you see a girl out with her boyfriend and she is dressed up and he is wearing basketball shorts and a tshirt with a fish on it

me when I try to drive west with no sunglasses at 6:45pm

By Kanchiyo

“mama a girl behind you” 🤣🤣😭💀💀

Please Help

 I spent all day trying to apply for loans and going to anyone that could lend out cash and was turned away. I am a rape survivor and I struggle everyday with depression, anxiety, and PTSD. After my assault I had such a fear of leaving my house I had to leave my job because I couldn’t go to work. I am now unemployed, uninsured and without hope. I need money for my prescriptions and to give my family money or I am faced with them kicking me out. They gave me until next Friday to come up with money for the bills and I’m tired of being on and off my medications every other month or couple of months depending on if I can scrounge up enough to get my appointment and fill my prescriptions. I tried going to my father’s side of the family but he left to Chile without a reachable number, and my half-brother is alcoholic and is in charge of my father’s accounts and won’t help me either. I never thought I would be here but this is my reality. All I can do is hope that there is goodness out there to help me and give me a chance. I don’t want to be homeless, I don’t want to be off my meds. Please, help me get back to that girl I used to be, help me find normalcy again. This picture is me before my attack, and I want to get back to her so badly, I want to have a plan to help me fight for living each day. Please help me.

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