no one will ever understand the deep fucking connection I have with this film
For real though
Ok guys I need to talk about this movie.
The Breakfast Club came out in 1985 and to this day is, in my opinion, one of the greatest damn movies ever to barely even have a script.
During the famous “dance” scene, Molly Ringwald, who played the “princess” Claire, was supposed to a small little dance by herself, but she was shy so all of them did some dancing together, creating one of the most famous film scene’s to date. It was improvised.
During the scene in the film where the characters sat down and told why they were there, there was NO SCRIPT. John Hughes told the cast to sit there and improvise why they thought their characters were there, creating that heart wrenching scene everyone could relate to.
EVERYONE can relate to this movie and thats the best damn thing.
On March 24, 1984, five students entered a detention room thinking it was just another Saturday. Before the day was over, they broke the rules, bared their souls, and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.
EVERYONE IN THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE THE BREAKFAST CLUB.
pumpkin spice candles soon
pumpkin lattes soon
I really love reading nooks. Ask Memekon, I keep telling her that. And then she tells me that the demon will get me.
All of these places look like heaven to this duvet princess.
Okay but that first one, I’m not sure y’all understand how deeply-instilled my desire for a cupboard bed has been since the days of David the Gnome.
I’m thankful for all the different ways I can eat potatoes
i really hate this ‘ur other half is out there somewhere u just gotta meet them’ like fuck off im not incomplete im a whole person and i dont need anyone to ‘complete me’ the only thing i need is a pizza and not ur shit bye
talk street magic to me
drawing power from the metro lines
illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run
plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens
elementary kids learning basic sigils on the playground
AUSTIN PRODUCTS Egyptian Sphinx Head Bust. White Sculpture on Black base.
you know what saddens me is some white dude prolly chipped this off the side of a building like he was cutting flowers for his dinner table but really he was fuckin up a priceless work of ancient history
Apparently this is "The clearest photo of Mercury ever taken."
why isnt everyone getting so excited about this, it is literally another planet look at how beautiful it is stop what your doing and look at how alien like this planet is what is living there oh my god mercury
this show is a gift
Damn right she’s building robots in there, she’s a cybernetics genius, she’s running Danger’s restoration program at age 22. If the stuff on her desk isn’t jaeger-related she’s probably making incredibly advanced little machines out of old spare parts just to like relax and unwind after a long day
#WHAT IF MAKO AND NEWT STARTED A GAME OF JUNKYARD WARS: SHATTERDOME#(leaving aside how life in PR-verse is kind of a perpetual Junkyard Wars as it is)#your team has 48 hours to make a coffee machine. prize: now you have a coffee machine
I WANT THIS
# ok but mako? would go super hard at it # can you imagine after pitfall their entire romance would blossom around raleigh presenting her with interesting spare parts # they’d be sitting in her room together with mako tinkering at her desk and raleigh in bed reading # and at some point mako gives a long frustrated sigh and raleigh immediately perks up # what is it my sun-and-stars what aspect of your work is less than perfectly satisfying how can i help # and mako just smiles a little and says oh it’s alright # just that this could be improved so much if i had a thingy # raleigh takes precisely 3.27 minutes to avoid suspicion before he sprints out of the room # and runs down to where alison is now overseeing maintenance # DO YOU HAVE A THINGY says raleigh # no? says alison # OK BUT CAN YOU GET ONE says raleigh # yee-es says alison at length. but it’ll be hard. thingies don’t grow on trees you know # WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR IT says raleigh # alison smiles a slow feline smile # earlier that evening newt had come down to maintenance with a bad case of mouth diarrhea and a distraught hermann in his wake # for god’s sake hermann had begged. i will pay you anything just give him a thingy or i swear i will murder him. # alison has seen the future # it is bright and includes her running a thingy mafia
when they say the name of the movie in the movie
studies show there’s a 100% chance of sex if u send these to your crush on valentine’s day trust me i’m a scientist
During the Bubonic Plague, doctors wore these bird-like masks to avoid becoming sick. They would fill the beaks with spices and rose petals, so they wouldn’t have to smell the rotting bodies.
A theory during the Bubonic Plague was that the plague was caused by evil spirits. To scare the spirits away, the masks were intentionally designed to be creepy.
Mission fucking accomplished
Okay so I love this but it doesn’t cover the half of why the design is awesome and actually borders on making sense.
It wasn’t just that they didn’t want to smell the infected and dead, they thought it was crucial to protecting themselves. They had no way of knowing about what actually caused the plague, and so one of the other theories was that the smell of the infected all by itself was evil and could transmit the plague. So not only would they fill their masks with aromatic herbs and flowers, they would also burn fires in public areas, so that the smell of the smoke would “clear the air”. This all related to the miasma theory of contagion, which was one of the major theories out there until the 19th century. And it makes sense, in a way. Plague victims smelled awful, and there’s a general correlation between horrible septic smells and getting horribly sick if you’re around what causes them for too long.
You can see now that we’ve got two different theories as to what caused the plague that were worked into the design. That’s because the whole thing was an attempt by the doctors to cover as many bases as they could think of, and we’re still not done.
The glass eyepieces. They were either darkened or red, not something you generally want to have to contend with when examining patients. But the plague might be spread by eye contact via the evil eye, so best to ward that off too.
The illustration shows a doctor holding a stick. This was an examination tool, that helped the doctors keep some distance between themselves and the infected. They already had gloves on, but the extra level of separation was apparently deemed necessary. You could even take a pulse with it. Or keep people the fuck away from you, which was apparently a documented use.
Finally, the robe. It’s not just to look fancy, the cloth was waxed, as were all of the rest of their clothes. What’s one of the properties of wax? Water-based fluids aren’t absorbed by it. This was the closest you could get to a sterile, fully protecting garment back then. Because at least one person along the line was smart enough to think “Gee, I’d really rather not have the stuff coming out of those weeping sores anywhere on my person”.
So between all of these there’s a real sense that a lot of real thought was put into making sure the doctors were protected, even if they couldn’t exactly be sure from what. They worked with what information they had. And frankly, it’s a great design given what was available! You limit exposure to aspirated liquids, limit exposure to contaminated liquids already present, you limit contact with the infected. You also don’t give fleas any really good place to hop onto. That’s actually useful.
Beyond that, there were contracts the doctors would sign before they even got near a patient. They were to be under quarantine themselves, they wouldn’t treat patients without a custodian monitoring them and helping when something had to be physically contacted, and they would not treat non-plague patients for the duration. There was an actual system in place by the time the plague doctors really became a thing to make sure they didn’t infect anyone either.
These guys were the product of the scientific process at work, and the scientific process made a bitchin’ proto-hazmat suit. And containment protocols!
reblogging for the sweet history lesson