The Sanctum of Oddity

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birdsong217:

Inge Morath, Café in Vienna, Austria, 1961.
The Inge Morath Foundation/ Magnum Photos

birdsong217:

Inge Morath, Café in Vienna, Austria, 1961.

The Inge Morath Foundation/ Magnum Photos

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atlasobscura:

Inuit Throat-Singing: A Gutteral Game Gets a Cultural Resurgence

“It’s a friendly competition between girls, something they would do while the men were out hunting,” said Kathy in at interview at the conference. Karin added: ”It’s part of Inuit culture. It’s an oral tradition, it’s something that can’t be written down, it has to be learned from someone else,.”

A “game” of throat-singing begins with two women facing each other, standing close and sometimes holding each other’s arms. One begins to sing, while the other follows. The game can last up to a few minutes, and ends when one loses her breath, laughs, or breaks concentration in any way. Some sources, such as Pulaarvik Kablu Friendership Centre, cite that it was once practiced with their lips practically touching, the women using their opponent’s mouth cavity as a sound resonator.

For more of the rich cultural history of Canada’s Inuit throat-singing, keep reading on Atlas Obscura…

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freexcitizen:

graematter:

old lady part of Mexico’s Female Vigilante Squads. Yes, she is fighting cartels.

A women’s place is in the revolution

freexcitizen:

graematter:

old lady part of Mexico’s Female Vigilante Squads. Yes, she is fighting cartels.

A women’s place is in the revolution

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sapper-in-the-wire:

chibisokka:

hama0n:

The two most unfortunate authors to be cited together

we’re prepared to deploy the Assmann 2000

UNSTOPPABLE

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jump-doughboy-jump:

vriska-ler:

no but what pisses me off is when parents dont let boys and girls hang out as friends like especially when it comes to sleepovers

like no i dont want his dick in me i want to sit on my floor and throw board game pieces at him when i lose

finally someone said it

(Source: krumpany, via onepassiveaggressiverussian)