63 Years A Winner
“O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.”
Walt Whitman, “O captain! My captain!” (via clothobuerocracy)
rest in peace, robin…
In “Illegal” I wanted to take that same sort of story - a girl from Mexico who has an abusive father and no future worth speaking of makes a split second decision with her mother to leave it behind in favor of a chance to do or be something better. But what I also wanted to do was bring in the current landscape of modern technology, government surveillance, and the increasingly ridiculous state of immigration reform in the US.
The thing that always bothers me about sci-fi stories is that we come in so late in the story. We only really see and learn about the government corruption and abuse when it threatens the life of our well to do young white and male protagonist. That’s not the beginning. First they isolate the outsiders: the poor, the sick, the powerless, the minorities. If the government is turning against the young strong white men, then a lot has already gone down. Where are the stories of the sick who were experimented on? Where are the stories of the minorities whose cries of racism were ignored? Where are the stories of the ones who aren’t missed when the government turns on them, because the government convinced you that their very presence was illegal?
What resulted was “Illegal”, a story about Gianna Delrey - a young woman who is living outside the system and in constant danger of being arrested and detained just for daring to exist in America. But the America she knows is one where the rich live high above the ground in rooftop villas and build themselves neighborhoods they never have to leave hundreds of feet in the air. One where the poor and undocumented are forced to live off the scraps and face constant harassment from the authorities.
But in a world where every move of every citizen is tracked - from their location to their purchases to who they meet - being invisible can present an interesting opportunity in the right hands. And when one of her upper class employers decides to turn on her, Gianna finds herself on the run and falling in with a group that deals in black market identities.
I wanted to see the insane chases through the skyscrapers the make up the city. I wanted to add elements of parkour and sci-fi action. In a world that’s packed full of people stacked into massive buildings, it’s possible to have a foot chase hundreds of feet in the air. Gianna will be jumping out of apartment skyscrapers and onto rooftop gardens with no net and no chance of rescue. Gianna and her new friends will be using the skyscrapers under which they’ve been buried as their paths weapons and escape routes.
When Jeremy pitched to me Illegal I was immediately grabbed by the concept, and the fact that GIanna was the female lead. For a while I had wanted to draw a comic with a woman main character, and I was glad that I was able to collaborate with Jeremy on the project. The script was very in depth and explored a lot of politics that we deal with today –racism, sexism, abuse, and the immigrant system. It was a very powerful piece that I think comic books fans today would thoroughly enjoy. Illegal is smart, daring, and different. It stood out to me, and I I am confident others will feel the same.
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Guys!!! Go and support Illegal! Its going to be an amazing comic!!!!
Almost to the halfway point! This is exciting! :)
As of this morning we still haven’t made it halfway. Won’t you give us a hand?
Artists are, in order:
- Sean Poppe, http://beardedruckus.tumblr.com
- Jordan Kotzebue, http://kotzebue.tumblr.com
- Caanan Grall, http://occasionalcomics.com
- Jesse Nylund, http://completelyseriouscomics.com
- Ed Siomacco, http://edsiomacco.tumblr.com
- Sally Jane Thompson, http://www.sallyjanethompson.co.uk
The best part is that there’s a fairly decent chance, given the background of the photo (dry wilderness and scrub brush) that the firefighter in this picture is a Hotshot—
And Hotshots, along with Smoke-Jumpers, are sort of like… Okay. If firefighters are rockstars, Hot-Shots are Queen and Smoke-Jumpers are whatever Tony Stark uses to rev himself up for badassery.
Hotshots are elite firefighters who train extensively and are inserted into high-risk terrain in order to fight the fire on the ground.
In layman’s terms—if there’s a forest fire threatening your house, the hotshots are the dudes digging the fire trenches while whirling beams of fire snap give feet from them.
And then, then, there’s the Smoke-Jumpers. As their name implies, they jump smoke.
In layman’s terms—the fires the hotshots can’t reach by land? Those crazy fuckera PARACHUTE into forest fires.
Because jumping out of a plane isn’t scary enough, they do it in near-zero visibility, through scorching smoke, with the risk that the thermals and currents could blow them right into a burning tree, to pick a landing spot so they can then be in remote backwoods wilderness with minimal hope of rescue if something goes tits up.
So yeah. If this lady’s an urban firefighter she’s a huge badass. But if my guess is right and she’s a more elite unit, then I want to have her gay babies like, yesterday.
Incidentally, the first SmokeJumpers (Triple Nickles) were the all-African American paratroopers of the 555th Parachute Infantry during WW2, when the Japanese sent 900 fireballoons into the American northwest forests. They fought 1200 forest fires in 1945. Deanne Shulman was the first female smokejumper in 1981
Excellent addition to the post, thank you! :)
The thread got better.
Just so everyone knows, this picture was taken in Colorado Springs, which in the past two years has had two of the most destructive wildfires in the state, in some of the most extreme territory for firemen to work with, with some of the worst weather. (want an example of the conditions? Image search Waldo Canyon Fire.)
So the chances that she is a hotshot or a smoke jumper are indeed in the high ninetieth percentile, if not 100%.
She is absolutely as fucking badass as the above commenter suggests.
so cool …!
“‘Jumping into a fire is, of course, very appealing. It would be to anybody, right?’ That’s how Jody Stone explains her career choice. She is one of the elite in the corps of wildfire fighters: a smokejumper.
Smokejumpers are the troubleshooters of wildfire-fighting efforts. There are roughly 370 wildfires currently burning in the United States. Smokejumpers are dispatched to the fires that are too remote, the terrain too rugged, or the heat and flames too intense to reach otherwise.
The work is back-breaking and dangerous and the hours are exhausting. You have to love it to do it, and smokejumpers are nothing if not passionate about their work.” - National Geographic
"Another pioneering woman, Kim Maynard (Missoula ‘82), who rookied shortly after Deanne, jumped for eight years and became the first woman squad leader, said, "It’s about being who you are — isn’t it?" She spoke of a time about two years in when she doubted that jumping really was for her. She recalled listening to her guts and realizing that everything about jumping was truly her: "the jumps, being in the woods, chewing tobacco, all night digs, wild nights and tequila." She noted that the thread through her life has been all about adventure — learning and doing something that matters." - Smokejumpers.com
“‘Smoke jumpers are considered elite because it’s a glamorous way to arrive at a fire,’ said Sandy Brown, Payette National Forest public information officer. Brown and [Gene] Benedict said program trainers treated Ms. Shulman no differently than the other trainees.
'There were no special favours, but there were no roadblocks, either,' Benedict said.
Shulman said she does not know whether a female smoke jumper will face problems on the job, but the prospect doesn’t cause her much anxiety.
'I don't know whether there'll be resentment; I don't try to look for negative things,' she said. 'When I'm on a fire I don't think about being a woman. People remind me by looking at me or saying “Oh, look at the girl.”'
But most comments aren’t so vicious that they can’t be answered with a swear word or two and then be discounted, she said.” - The Spokesman Review
What badass ladies.
/rolls up sleeves
/sobs in a corner
Another Magical Viking Girl!
Took some influence from the Varangian guard armors but just put it on an adorable badass with an axe.
I also like the idea of the girls getting bigger, taller and tougher when they transform <3
"Nope", the anime.
Based on that hilarious text post.
I really try to keep my comments short here so I’ve just written and deleted, like, 20 paragraphs.
Basically this is the main character of a story I am not skilled enough to write, but it’s basically what happens after the big final showdown. She’s an amalgamation of all the Chosen Ones of recent YA literature, and the story is just her, like, coping with the fact that her entire life leading up till now has been about carrying out her destiny, beating the big baddie and everything and now…she’s got to deal with living the rest of her life. Which, as we all know, is fucking hard enough as is.
In an ideal world, Rainbow Rowell would write this.
“[content note: PTSD, torture]
I didn’t realize that torture doesn’t end when you’re freed. People think it does. People who’ve never been through torture think that when the physical injuries heal, you’re healed. They’re wrong.
Torture plays tricks on your mind. ‘You’re weak and scared,’ it says. ‘You think you’re in control? Hah!’ it says. ‘Doubt yourself. Worry, and question, and fear,’ it tells you.
Pain can be very convincing.”
Tobias, Animorphs #43 “The Test,” credited to K. A. Applegate (ghost-written by Ellen Geroux)
This quote. When I read “The Test” (I was in eighth grade, if I remember right) this little block of text was burned into my brain. It helped me understand how torture works, and when I began to read about post-traumatic stress disorder, this quote kept coming back to me again and again and again.
Animorphs’ consistent portrayal of PTSD as suffered by its characters was one of the most influential things I read growing up, and these three paragraphs are by far the most memorable and well-written example.