The pinnacle of old school sex appeal.
A U.S. Air Force A-10 Thunderbolt II from the 75th Expeditionary Fighter Squadron, Bagram Air Field, Afghanistan flies a combat sortie over northeast Afghanistan. The A-10 Thunderbolt was activated into service in the US Air Force in 1976, and almost forty years later remains the sole aircraft specifically designed for close air support of ground forces.
(U.S. Air Force photo by Tech. Sgt. Jason Robertson, 7 JAN 2014.)
To many, Tony Nicklinson was the public face of the modern-day right-to- die movement. He led the legal battle to secure his death via voluntary euthanasia, and was the locked-in man who dribbled, cried and convulsed on live television, begging the courts to let a doctor end his life. He tweeted his 50,000 followers, giving the flesh of a personality to the idea of the man many would read about, helping them to understand the indignities of his condition with honesty and good humour. He was admired by many, feared by some.
But he was so much more than that – he was my dad.
When I was a child, he was the man who gently brushed my hair before bed, the one who taught me how to ride a bike and patiently helped me with my homework. In later years, he comforted me when my teenage boyfriend broke my heart; he taught me basic driving skills, and helped me with my university applications. Post-stroke, I combed his hair, wiped the dribble from his mouth, and pushed him in his wheelchair. I know he cried with pain and pride when I bought my first car, and graduated from university without him there. In the last few months, we emailed each other our news in gangster speak, because we found it amusing – and, before all of this, we used to laugh so much together.
See also: Locked-in Syndrome(via senjukannon)
I fully support doctor-assisted suicide.(via hitokiri-battosai)
A 2500 year old mummy that had some amazing tattoos.
NO FUCKING WAY.
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.
Two pictures from a person who died from a stab wound to the heart.
B-24 Liberator after bombing.