Ever since gay marriage became legal in Spain in 2005, thousands of
lesbian couples have tied the knot. But this law has an interesting
precedent; Marcela and Elisa were married in 1901. In a church wedding!
Wedding photo of Marcela (left) and Elisa, dressed as a man.
Of course, same-sex marriage was not legal in Spain at the time, so the
two school teachers had to come up with a delicate scheme. One day,
Elisa and Marcela simulated a fight in the house they shared in the tiny
village of Dumbría, and Elisa moved to A Coruña.
While there, Elisa cut her hair, started wearing men’s clothes, and took
up smoking. She found a priest desperate to gain parishioners, and he
baptized her as a man. She adopted the name ‘Mario’ and returned to
Dumbría. Marcela then introduced Elisa to her family and neighbors as
‘Mario’, Elisa’s cousin, and said they were going to get married.
Indeed, people were amazed at how much this ‘Mario’ looked like Elisa;
same height, same voice, same mannerisms and temper.
The wedding was held on the 8th of June, 1901, in the Church of St. Jorge in A Coruña.
After the ceremony, the happy couple was photographed at José Sellier’s
studio. The next day, the newlyweds returned to Dumbría in a horse
carriage.
Eventually, Marcela and ‘Mario’ were outed by their
suspecting neighbors to local authorities. A huge scandal broke out, with both national and international newspapers writing about the ‘disgraceful’ marriage which did not include a man. Both women were fired from their jobs,
excommunicated, and an arrest warrant was issued for both of them. The couple fled to many Spanish cities, until finally boarding a ship to the
Americas, presumably to Argentina.
It should be noted that
Marcela and Elisa’s wedding is still valid to this day, since it was
never annulled by neither The Catholic Church nor the Civil Registry. Therefore,
Marcela and Elisa’s union is the first officially registered same-sex marriage in Spain, 104 years before it became legal for Spanish lesbian couples to marry.
Don’t let them tell you that slaves are our only history.
When black people ruled the world
History repeats itself
And who said moors weren’t black?
These are fantastic who painted these??? GOOGLE HALP
EDIT: ludwig deutsch <3
yaaay
Look at those fucking details!!! Look how he makes the light bounce off of the skin, the eyes not pure white but reflecting the colors. Each and every FUCKING CHAIN is painted and highlighted. The folding of the fabric aaaaaaaaaaa
Just remember. There is no such thing as a fake geek girl. There are only fake geek boys. Science fiction was invented by a woman.
Specifically a teenage girl. You know, someone who would be a part of the demographic that some of these boys are violently rejecting.
Isaac Asimov.
yo mary shelley wrote frankenstein in 1818 and isaac asimov was born in 1920 so you kinda get my point
If you want to push it back even further Margaret Cavendish, the duchess of Newcastle (1623-1673) wrote The Blazing World in 1666, about a young woman who discovers a Utopian world that can only be accessed via the North Pole - oft credited as one of the first scifi novels
Women have always been at the forefront of literature, the first novel (what we would consider a novel in modern terms)was written by a woman (Lady Muraskai’s the Tale of Genji in the early 1000s) take your snide “Isaac Asimov” reblogs and stick it
even in terms of male scifi authors, asimov was predated by Jules Verne, HG Wells, George Orwell, you could have even cited Poe or Jonathan Swift has a case but Asimov?
PbbBFFTTBBBTBTTBBTBTTT so desperate to discredit the idea of Mary Shelly as the mother of modern science fiction you didn’t even do a frickin google search For Shame
And if you want to go back even further, the first named, identified author in history was Enheduanna of Akkad, a Sumerian high priestess.
Kinda funny, considering this Isaac Asimov quote on the subject:
Mary Shelley was the first to make use of a new finding of science which she advanced further to a logical extreme, and it is that which makes Frankenstein the first true science fiction story.
Even Isaac Asimov ain’t having none of your shit, not even posthumously.
DUNKLEOSTEUS WAS ONE OF MY FAVORITE TERRIFYING PREHISTORIC SEA CREATURES. BECAUSE LOOK AT THAT FEROCIOUS MOTHERFUCKER. BUT I RAISE YOU THIS MAGNIFICENT BASTARD:
THIS EVOLUTIONARY TRAIN WRECK WAS CALLED ALBERTONECTES, PART OF THE ELASMOSAUR FAMILY. SEE HOW THE BAD DUDE UP TOP IS BASICALLY 80% BONE? APPARENTLY THAT WAS A THEME, BECAUSE POOR FUCKING ALBERTONECTES HAD 76 NECK VERTEBRAE (A GRAND TOTAL OF 132). WHY? BECAUSE EVOLUTION AND NATURAL SELECTION WENT OUT AND GOT BLASTED TOGETHER, AND THE MESOZOIC ERA WAS THE RESULT.
LOOK AT THIS BULLSHIT.
“LOWER ESTIMATE,” IT SAYS.
WHAT THE FUCK, EVOLUTION. GO HOME. YOU’RE DRUNK.
(PS: IN RELATIVE SERIOUSNESS, THOUGH, GOOGLE A SCALE PICTURE OF MEGALODON. I DARE YOU. I’LL WAIT. YEAH, GO SWIMMING IN THE OCEAN WITH THAT MONSTER AND I BET YOU’LL EVOLVE SOME WEIRD SHIT TOO.)
yeah, at least it’s what we think, since women were the ones who started brewing shit. the goddess of brewery and beer is, well, a goddess and not a god, which is probably because women were the ones starting it historically.
FINE I’ll just do your homework for you. Trust me, it’s not just “what we think”, we have ample evidence and it’s pretty much unanimously agreed upon among brewers that women were traditionally the ones brewing and often drinking the beer. So long long story short: yes, brewing was very much a women’s craft in the majority of cultures worldwide pre-industrialisation. A couple of popular brewing textbooks state:
“Initially, brewing was carried out as home brewing by women for domestic use only. It was part of the daily housework next to cooking and baking bread.” (Handbook of Brewing, Priest and Stewart, 2006)
“Traditionally, [African] beers are made by women brewsters, as was the case medieval Europe, and they may be consumed with some ceremony.” (Brewing, Briggs, Brookes, and Stevens, 2003)
Phalanx warfare often resulted in the two opposing ranks each veering off towards their respective left as each soldier tried to huddle under their neighbour’s shield, with the result that if the officers weren’t careful they could charge and completely miss the enemy because they’d huddled off in different directions.
Among other things, Caesar Augustus’s sumptuary laws outlawed end tables. Apparently having things in easy reach when you were sitting down was too luxurious.
The Catalogue of Ships in Book 2 of the Iliad mentions a delegation from Athens, even though Athens hadn’t been founded at the time the sack of Troy would have taken place. This surely has nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that Athens was where the Iliad was first written down.
Herodotus is sometimes frighteningly accurate for a man whose approach to documenting history was to ask as many blokes in as many pubs as possible about what had happened and then write down the consensus. Only sometimes, though.
The first part of initiation into the Eleusinian Mysteries involved carrying a live piglet down to the sea and bathing with it. Piglet sales spiked in Athens every year because of this, and the city occasionally suffered a piglet shortage.
(It is unknown whether or not participants were allowed to stun their piglets for easier transport.)
In the late 19th century, an inexperienced doctor performed his first surgery n a room full of people. Feeling the pressure, he felt the need to perform the amputation in the quickest time possible, and ended up amputating his patient’s arm in the space of around 25 seconds. In the process of this, he accidentally amputated his assistant’s fingers too. Both patient and assistant died of sepsis, and a spectator died from shock, making it the only operation ever with a 300% mortality rate.
how badly…can one person fuck up….
THIS IS MY BOY!! THIS IS MY BOY ROBERT LISTON!! LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HIM!!
For starters, he practiced in a time before anesthesia was invented, when performing surgeries and amputations quickly were key to reducing a patients’ pain and upping their chance of survival. He was known as the ‘fastest knife on West End’ and could allegedly take a leg off in 2 ½ minutes. Some say he could amputate a limb in 30 seconds flat if he had to, he was exactly the man you wanted to call in case of emergency like this, because he could get you done and stitched nice and fast, before you bled out or died from shock.
On top of that, he was a theater surgeon, and I mean, he brought the THEATER to it. This man would scream for the students watching him to time him, and when he had to free his hands, shove his BLOODY FUCKING KNIFE between his teeth. Also, the 300% mortality rate wasn’t because he was inexperienced- it was because he was WAY TOO ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT CUTTING LEGS OFF, swinging his knife around for the effect. This was not the only time his enthusiasm got the better of him on the table, once, he amputated a man’s leg and accidentally took off his testicles in the same go.
He was, however, the first man to perform surgery with the use of anesthesia, and was a strong proponent of its use. He’s also famous for having UNSHAKABLE morals, he once got punched out a surgeon IN FRONT OF HIS WHOLE CLASS for displaying a woman’s corpse in a ‘voyeuristic’ manner, then straight-up took the body and had her decently buried (The woman was a murder victim and the surgeon he punched may have been complicit in the whole thing as well.).
Liston is such a coolio figure in early medical history he fight he heal he knock people the fuck out.
You cannot possess me for I belong to myself But while we both wish it, I give you that which is mine to give You cannot command me, for I am a free person But I shall serve you in those ways you require and the honeycomb will taste sweeter coming from my hand.
But there’s more of it?
I pledge to you that yours will be the name I cry aloud in the night. And the eyes into which I smile in the morning. I pledge to you the first bite from my meat, And the first drink from my cup. I pledge to you my living and dying, equally in your care, And tell no strangers our grievances. This is my wedding vow to you. This is a marriage of equals.
