YO HOLD ON.
IT GETS BETTER.
This mummy, found in the Altai mountains of Siberia, is actually that of a young woman who died at about the age of twenty-five; she is thought to have been a member of the Pazyryk tribe.
She was buried with six horses and two similarly-tattooed men (the horned griffon that decorates her shoulder also appears on the man buried closest to her, covering most of his right side), possibly escorts. She was also wearing a horse-hair wig, silk, and elaborate boots, which is all a level of ceremony that would have likely only been accorded to a woman of high rank. You didn’t get inked like this unless you were very important, and had worked your way up to that importance.
…Hence, of course, the references to her by researchers as ‘The Ukok Princess,’ although due to the lack of weapons in her grave they have concluded that the woman was in fact a healer or a storyteller.
And now I’m all consumed with curiosity: Who was she? What amazing things did she accomplish? Why these symbols, and what did they mean? Who were the two men alongside her?
The most informative article about it can be found here, although I would completely eat up any other information you guys could find.
But what will they look like when you’re 2500 years old?!
I want to stress this again: In many, many parts of the country right now, if you want to go to see a movie in the theater and see a current movie about a woman — any story about any woman that isn’t a documentary or a cartoon — you can’t. You cannot. There are not any. You cannot take yourself to one, take your friend to one, take your daughter to one.
There are not any.
By far your best shot, numbers-wise, at finding one that’s at least even-handedly featuring a man and a woman is Before Midnight (on 891 screens) so I hope you like it. Because it’s pretty much that or a solid, impenetrable wall of movies about dudes.
Dudes in capes, dudes in cars, dudes in space, dudes drinking, dudes smoking, dudes doing magic tricks, dudes being funny, dudes being dramatic, dudes flying through the air, dudes blowing up, dudes getting killed, dudes saving and kissing women and children, and dudes glowering at each other.
Somebody asked me this morning what “the women” are going to do about this. I don’t know. I honestly am at the point where I have no idea what to do about it. Stop going to the movies? Boycott everything?
They put up Bridesmaids, we went. They put up Pitch Perfect, we went. They put up The Devil Wears Prada, which was in two-thousand-meryl-streeping-oh-six, and we went (and by “we,” I do not just mean women; I mean we, the humans), and all of it has led right here, right to this place. Right to the land of zippedy-doo-dah. You can apparently make an endless collection of high-priced action flops and everybody says “win some, lose some” and nobody decides that They Are Poison, but it feels like every “surprise success” about women is an anomaly and every failure is an abject lesson about how we really ought to just leave it all to The Rock.
—At The Movies, The Women Are Gone : Monkey See : NPR
The whole article is fantastic, as is pretty much everything Linda Holmes writes.
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This is pretty much how I’ve felt at every movie I’ve seen recently. Superheros and Hobbits are cool, don’t get me wrong, but— where are all the women?
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I feel like this photo set sums up the entire series. The men talk about doing shit; the women get shit done.
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Which means I wanna see an end to:
- Objectification of women in videogames under the pitiful excuse that that’s what men want to see
- Special snowflake syndrome among female gamers who can’t get over their internalized misogyny
- More videogames with females that have leading roles and meaningful roles (beyond the main love interest)
Also I hope someone is getting footage at E3 of everyone’s faces as this news breaks.
Got some new followers after tattoome posted my chest piece. Glad to have y’all, and I hope I’m not too boring. ;) Here are some things I dig and thus things you will likely see here: tattoos (mine as well as others), New Orleans, Southern food/culture and redneck kitsch, fashion/cosmetics/beauty, feminism, Hannibal, Sailor Moon, Game of Thrones, science/sci-fi, other geekery (retro video games, Doctor Who, etc), art in general, graphic design, and occasionally I post my wedding-planning stuff (though I try to confine it all to Pinterest) and my own artwork.
I’m still trying to figure out how to make a shirt look like that. Cigarette burns?
I will always reblog this photo. It makes me so happy!
I don’t even know where to start with how adorable this is.
One of the most accurate representations of the Hannibal fandom, ever:
I … nope, I can’t argue with that.
