i’m going to be single for such a long time. i need some real hobbies
Patients Remember Dr. Tiller
Two years ago today, Dr. George Tiller, one of only three practitioners providing late term abortions in the US, was viciously gunned down in church in front of his wife and other parishioners who tried to stop the shooter. He was an incredible man, who never intended to carry on his father’s practice after his parents, brother, and sister-in-law were killed in an aircraft accident. But when he moved home to Wichita to take care of his one year-old nephew, he found that his father had left behind a community of desperate women who needed services free of judgment. After one of these women died from a botched illegal abortion, Tiller took over his father’s clinic in 1970, and ran it for 39 years (in which time he was fire-bombed in 1986, and shot in his car 5 times in 1993).
In this article, various patients remember Dr. Tiller and how he affected their lives. I truly defy anyone, anti-choice or not, to read these stories and still be incapable of feeling any empathy for Dr. Tiller or his patients.
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“HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
— W.B. Yeats, He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven
what’s with everythingggggggggggggggggggggg
“Her head was serpent, but ah, bitter-sweet!
She had a woman’s mouth with all its pearls complete:
And for her eyes: what could such eyes do there
But weep, and weep, that they were born so fair?
As Prosperpine still weeps for her Sicilian air.
Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake
Came, as through bubbling honey, for Love’s sake.”
—
Lamia, John Keats
description of the witch Lamia imprisoned in a serpent’s body.
Weedy Sea Dragons dance into the night
Behind closed doors legal prostitution thrives in Hong Kong. Many sex workers come from the mainland—like “J,” a 32-year-old who operates a one-woman brothel, the only type of operation allowed. In two years she has made enough to invest in real estate.
Photograph by Mark Leong
Anonymous asked: you seem like sucjh a cool girl wot do u do for fun
haha, i promise i’m not really. i don’t really have hobbies/talents i just sleep/read/stargaze/smoke pot
Anonymous asked: have you ever been in love
not w/ one partner, just the earth/universe etc.
love is weird. all my friends that fell in love fell into boring idk i don’t wanna fall in love with one person ever
The night-crawling toad is held in awe around the world for fear it might be a witch in another skin-the term for toad in many Romany dialects is said to be the same as the word “devil”.
Toads have been associated with witches because of the psychotropic potential of their skin secretions: toad secretions can bring about states of ecstasy or paralysis that might give a sensation of flying. The toad is also associated, like the witch, with erotic passion and control of a woman’s fertility-there was a widespread belief in parts of Europe and Africa that the toad was responsible for pregnancy. Toad effigies or preserved parts of the creature might be used as fertility charms or a magic “bone” (that reputedly appears after ants have picked over a dead toad) used in love charms or as a surrogate love-magic doll for sticking with pins. The toad was believed also to have a precious jewel in its head, which, when extracted and worn, preserved pregnant women from supernatural ills and cured bites/stings.
This is a creature of transformation that moves between worlds in its journey from tadpole to toad, and is said to bring back prophesies from its forays, including its trips to the Moon. Native American and Chinese legends describe a toad in the Moon, and the creature was sacred to the Greek lunar goddess of the underworld, Hecate.
(info from Witches, sirens and soothsayers by Susannah Marriott)
