crushondonald:

Danny Kaye was born David Daniel Kaminsky on January 18, 1913 in Brooklyn, New York (actually in 1911, but the year of birth he celebrated was 1913). 

“If Danny Kaye had not been born,” a Hollywood writer once observed, “no one could possibly have invented him. It would have been stretching credibility far past the breaking point”.

Happy Birthday ‘Wonder Man’ 💋!  

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“I became an entertainer not because I wanted to, but because I was meant to.”

Irrelevant info: my son at school was known as “Danny C-K” because he has two surnames, both of which are non-Anglo and therefore Too Difficult To Cope With

Source: crushondonald

to the grave (post-canon Blondie, 843 wds)

bleak-nomads:

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Idk if you knew what you were in for when you sent this anon, but sorry, thank you, have a ficelet because I’m incorrigible.

For people reading this, tags here, and I’m assuming this is slightly canon with the hatefuck pwp I wrote when I got into this fandom 😉 

Sfw, but with mention of drinking, corpse looting, bones etc. etc. 

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Great snippet. Love Blondie’s voice. Love him giving his third to the hospital for wounded soldiers. Very much love his feelings of aimlessness, rootlessness.

nyhistory:

Let us march on ballot boxes, march on ballot boxes until race-baiters disappear from the political arena.

Let us march on ballot boxes until the salient misdeeds of bloodthirsty mobs will be transformed into the calculated good deeds of orderly citizens.

Let us march on ballot boxes until the Wallaces of our nation tremble away in silence.

Let us march on ballot boxes until we send to our city councils state legislatures, and the United States Congress, men who will not fear to do justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with thy God.

Let us march on ballot boxes until brotherhood becomes more than a meaningless word in an opening prayer, but the order of the day on every legislative agenda.

Let us march on ballot boxes until all over Alabama God’s children will be able to walk the earth in decency and honor.

These words come from the speech delivered by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. at the conclusion of the 1965 march to Montgomery, Alabama. The march brought national attention to the issue of racial discrimination in voting. The Voting Rights Act, a landmark piece of Civil Rights legislation, became law just five months later. 

Photographs, broadsides, and other materials related to Dr. King’s legacy are now on view in the Patricia D. Klingenstein Library reading room.

Bob Adelman. Martin Luther King Jr. marching from Selma to Montgomery, Alabama alongside Ralph Abernathy, James Forman, Jesse Douglas, and John Lewis. March 1965. New-York Historical Society.

Stephen Somerstein. Martin Luther King, Jr. seen from rear, speaking to crowd of 25,000 in Montgomery, Alabama. March 1965. New-York Historical Society.

Source: nyhistory

Three Billboards (outside Ebbing, Missouri)

Just saw this film. My still-unsorted thoughts are along these lines:

–  Frances McDormand is a goddess who, in Dante’s words, has been “sent from heaven to earth to show what miracles are”.

–  Woody Harrelson extremely good. The last scene he is in is wonderful.

–  A humanist film: imperfect characters, some more imperfect than others, struggling (and occasionally succeeding) to connect.

–  Two extremely moving scenes. Many cuttingly witty lines.

–  Green landscapes, lakes, as-yet-unspoiled nature.