afloweroutofstone asked: Are there any tips you would give aspiring journalists that no one gave you?

npr:

Well, I didn’t have any connections to journalism and don’t come from a well-connected family or place by any means. Here’s what I did:

1. Hustle. In college, I wrote a humor column, edited the student humor magazine and wrote freelance articles for lots of publications.

2. Be nice. I take time to meet with interns, coworkers, people from other journalism organizations, etc. Not because I’m trying to network or anything. Just because it’s good to be nice to everyone. This is a general life rule, not a journalism rule.

3. Be curious. This is another good life rule. It’s good to talk with lots of different people, who are both like you and not like you. I am a really big advocate for inclusion in journalism and in our newsroom. It’s good to think about different people and different ideas.

4. Don’t always toot your own horn. This is my mom’s rule. I always give credit where it’s due and frequently advocate for other people and ideas. This is always a good thing as well. 

cloakedinmystery:

I finally made THE HOUR mini prints for sale at society6!
Back after brutally deleting my old tumblr. Better terribly late than never eh?

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tierradentro:

Favorite Museums (1/10):

Musée D’Orsay, Paris.

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homolesbians:

becausetreasons:

Lesbian characters wearing maroon jackets with black leather sleeves.

Shit is this the new uniform??

ATTENTION ALL LESBIAN PERSONELL! New uniform regulations are in place as of August 14! SIGNAL BOOST!

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Naomi Campbell and Marc Jacobs by Jean Paul Goude for Bazaar US Sept. 2007

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Timeline of a tragedy: The Michael Brown story so far ›

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Violence continues to erupt in Ferguson, Mo., more than a week after the fatal shooting of unarmed teen Michael Brown by policeman Darren Wilson. The 18-year-old’s family demands justice be brought to their son with the arrest…

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bobbycaputo:

Here’s Why We Need to Protect Public Libraries

We live in a “diverse and often fractious country,” writes Robert Dawson, but there are some things that unite us—among them, our love of libraries. “A locally governed and tax-supported system that dispenses knowledge and information for everyone throughout the country at no cost to its patrons is an astonishing thing,” the photographer writes in the introduction to his book, The Public Library: A Photographic Essay. “It is a shared commons of our ambitions, our dreams, our memories, our culture, and ourselves.”

But what do these places look like? Over the course of 18 years, Dawson found out. Inspired by “the long history of photographic survey projects,” he traveled thousands of miles and photographed hundreds of public libraries in nearly all 50 states. Looking at the photos, the conclusion is unavoidable: American libraries are as diverse as Americans. They’re large and small, old and new, urban and rural, and in poor and wealthy communities. Architecturally, they represent a range of styles, from the grand main branch of the New York Public Library to the humble trailer that serves as a library in Death Valley National Park, the hottest place on Earth. “Because they’re all locally funded, libraries reflect the communities they’re in,” Dawson said in an interview. “The diversity reflects who we are as a people.”

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gravity-gravity:

Source; Stadshem

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"One of the most interesting things about Elizabeth Turner was her Kiss of Death. Throughout the trilogy, all of the men she locked lips with has died - including Sao Feng in At World’s End, and (if you want to be petty about it) her father, Weatherby Swann. Usually they would die moments after kissing her for the first time. This excludes Will Turner who has kissed her several times before and beat the odds every time. However, even he succumbed to her kiss and died as well minutes after the two were hastily married by Barbossa.

This is most likely a just coincidence and not something that was intentional, but years later it’s still fun to point out to friends and watch a dawn of realization hit their face when they realize that Pirate Queen Elizabeth may have also been the Grim Reaper.”

Elizabeth Swann, Pirate Queen and all around badass. 

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actual princesses 

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People aren’t talkin about the news, they’re talking about what they think the news is. There is no news channel saying “This is what happened, draw your own conclusions.” We have made this country so bereft of critical thinking, that now we have a problem where we have to teach them to think for themselves.

We have no unified authority, or problem solvers. We have congressman discussing environmentalism, when they don’t understand half the problems our earth is going through. We go to congress instead of going to people who have worked their whole LIFE trying to solve these problems. When it comes to racism, we’re asking a panel of white dudes, when it comes to sexism and woman’s rights we ask a panel of white priests on what they think. IT’S INSANITY! We ask people who are not in the arena they should be speaking in/for.

AND THAT’S WHY WE DON’T trust the media, it’s because they’re not in the arena of black experience, and they don’t care about the black experience, UNTIL something bad happens and they have the tools to paint us as destructive, ugly and evil!

Greg Thomas (asked by a reporter as to why most of the protesters didn’t want their faces on TV)

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thesoftghetto:

Protesters upset about the smearing of Mike Brown converged at CNN headquarters.

where is the national coverage of this? where?

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Tell me the best fantasy lands aren’t deep, deep conversations. The one you had when everyone else was asleep at a slumber party when you were nine years old on the basement floor covered by a green outdoor rug next to her brother’s barbell stand. Or the one you had on the bus with that boy when you were fourteen who said girls didn’t go out with him because he had a paunch and didn’t play football. And you admitted a few things about yourself that didn’t sound good. Or the one that kept you in the dining hall so you missed all your afternoon classes in college. Or the one that led you to elope. Or the one last week when you talked about how you felt about failing and failing again until one of the children came running in because you’d forgotten dinner. Tell me, aren’t the best fantasies where you have those conversations you don’t want to leave, like an island, ancient volcano, surrounded by jeweled waters, warm in the sunlight, icy in the shadow of its caves—a place you remember best for being rare, for being far in the middle of the sea, uninhabitable, or unbearably too inhabitable, left before we ruined it.

#ooof  
blink twice if you’d like me to mercy kill you.