natgeofound:

Miners with knee pads in West Virginia, March 1938.Photograph by B. Anthony Stewart, National Geographic

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refluent:

Natural wall” by L. G

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historical-nonfiction:

A caricature of Europe right before WWI. For a full explanation of the imagery for each country, click on the image.

toothpastecomics:

Constitutional hipsters. From Toothpaste For Dinner

poetrysociety:

On this day in 1957, U.S. Customs agents seized 520 copies of Allen Ginsberg’s Howl on the grounds of obscenity. The judge was a Sunday school teacher who’d just sentenced 5 shoplifters to a screening of The Ten Commandments! But he ruled in favor of the poem.

When Jim Henson, creator of the Muppets died in 1990, Disney released this picture of Mickey consoling Kermit the Frog.

(via ruinedchildhood)

He smiled understandingly—much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced—or seemed to face—the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself.

Nick Carraway said it best.

afootballreport:

The Smell of Football

“To me I’m just one of the crowd, one of the fans, who just loves his club.”

John Westwood supports Portsmouth Football Club and follows them home and away. On a typical match day his persona transforms from a quiet bookseller into loud, confident super fan. At a time when football is seemingly all about money, success and glamour, John embraces Portsmouth’s financial troubles as an opportunity to show what football is really about. That football is about the nostalgia. About history. About being part of community. It’s when backs are against the wall and knowing where you stand.

“My religion is Portsmouth football club.”

Posted by Dom.

collegehumor:

Synchronized Hole-In-One

For one brief, tranquil moment, everything on The Internet goes right.