It’s Cosplay #ThrowbackThursday! The lovely Angelique Trouvere as Vampirella in the 1970’s! (Sexy cosplay has *always* been around!) Angelique was one of the official Vampirella models for Warren Publishing. #cosplay #tbt #1970scosplay #angeliquetrouvere #vampirella #cosplayhistory #fandomhistory #oldschool #conlife #conventions #warrenpublishing #cosplaybabes #cosplaylife #scifi #fantasy https://www.instagram.com/p/B0FanUUDmNo/?igshid=1htv3a23d8m70
June 6 1966 - On this day in 1966, civil rights activist and war veteran James Meredith began the 220-Mile long March Against Fear through the state of Mississippi from Memphis to Jackson, by himself.
Getting hassled along the way by white Mississippians but remaining cheerful, he marched against racism and fear; encouraging black people to join him, to stand up and not to fear violence, and to register to vote. Despite police promising protection for his march, on the second day Meredith was shot with a shotgun by a white man hiding in the bushes along the road. (See the 4th and 5th gifs to see how urgently police deal with the shooter). Meredith was quickly taken to a hospital.
Other civil rights activists rallied at the news and vowed to complete the march in Meredith’s name. Meredith recovered from his wounds and rejoined the march before it reached Jackson on June 26, when 15,000 marchers entered the city in what had become the largest civil rights march in state history. During the march, more than 4,000 black Mississippians registered to vote. [video]/[video]/[video]
A good convention is almost a ritual space — a time and place away from time and place. Once you step through that glass door and swipe your badge, you could be anywhere, anywhen; the hours pass by outside and you don’t notice. It’s almost as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist — you are at Comic-Con. You have always been at Comic-Con. What I’m trying to say, here, is that I’ve barely been here 24 hours and I already don’t know which way is up or really what day it is. Mallory, I hope you’re less disoriented than I am.
(Mallory: Nope, I’m equally disoriented. I have barely any idea where I am at any given time.)
Wednesday is usually fairly quiet here. The convention’s not officially open yet, although Preview Night starts at 5:30 and almost immediately the show floor is swarmed with fans lining up for autographs and merch; one of my roommates scored an ultra-limited edition resin sculpture of an adorable dumpster fire. (One of only 12 available per day! Ah, the joy of the hunt.)
None of this is a surprise. And none of it is normal or okay.
Today, United States popular-vote-losing and illegitimate president
Donald J. Trump was asked if he is concerned that he is speaking and
tweeting in the language of white supremacy, and that many people view
his messages as explicitly racist.
Trump replied, “It doesn’t concern me because many people agree with me.”
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