fic rec: a longitudinal study of biotic acclimation and temperance training students (f!shepard/kaidan) by bethfury
With Kaidan’s life plotted out on a graph, Shepard finds herself focused on what the data truly means.
Oh my gosh guys.
My favorite Shenko tumblrs are talking about my fic and I have no words.
Just noises and frantic hand motions and intense love for my fandom.
PLL & Bomb Girls: These are a few of my favorite things.
These are two of my favorite shows currently on television and everyone needs to watch it, ship it, gif it, and talk obsessively about it with me. Both are currently on Netflix and totally worth your time.
1987: “Fred Rogers and his puppet detente”
Once known as “the nicest person on television,” Mr. Rogers touched millions of lives. His own life was one for service, as he himself liked to say, “Those of us in broadcasting are servants of those who watch and listen.” For 33 years he wrote and starred in PBS’s “Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood.”
Today marks 10 years since Mr. Rogers died of cancer and here are some photographs from the Post-Gazette’s archive, which describe different stages of Mr. Rogers’ career, capture his personality and even tell stories that are not so widely known.
In November 1984, amidst the Cold War, Mr. Rogers was part of what was dubbed “puppet detente.” Tatiana Vedeneeva, host of the Soviet children’s show “Good Night, Little Ones” arrived at the door of Mr. Rogers’ make-believe home in Oakland with an interpreter, gifts of Matryoshka dolls — shiny, painted figures which nest inside each other — and a videotape of how the dolls are made. Tatiana Vedeneeva wore a white blouse and a cream-colored sweater, at which Mr. Rogers later marveled, “Isn’t it nice that she wore a sweater?”
Vedeneeva’s “Good Night, Little Ones” ushered millions of the Soviet children to bed each evening, including yours sincerely, and was as popular among the children of the Soviet Union as “Mr.Rogers’ Neighborhood” was among the American kids.
On the day Vedeneeva visited the WQED studio, she and Mr. Rogers taped a segment together. The program was scheduled to air on Dec. 7, when President of the Soviet Union Mikhail Gorbachev was due in America to meet with President Reagan.
Vedeneeva’s appearance marked the first time a non-English-speaking person and an interpreter appeared on the show. “That in itself is interesting for children — and that people can understand one another even in different tongues,” Mr. Rogers concluded during a break in taping.
While the Soviet TV host was at Mr. Rogers’ studio, a message board outside read, in English and Russian, “On the bridge of trust and the rainbow of love, Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood welcomes Tatiana Vedeneeva.”
Echoing themes Rogers covered daily on his show, the Soviet TV star said, “Small children will be looking at this show, and they’re going to understand that children around the world are really similar…We all want to get along with one another, we all want friendships, we all want to be cared for.”
Earlier that year, Mr. Rogers visited a studio of “Good Night, Little Ones” in Moscow. He didn’t go there alone. On that trip, he brought a puppet of his own, Daniel Striped Tiger. American viewers saw that clip on March 8, 1985.
The moral of the story, to put it in Mr. Rogers’ words: “Peace means far more than just the opposite of war.” Mr. Rogers’ caring and wisdom transcended every barrier. As cellist and virtuoso Yo-Yo Ma said in his tribute to Mr. Rogers, “His advocacy for children was truly an advocacy for the human race.”
Scrolling like a boss
My day just got a whole lot better
I pressed play.
2 seconds later I reblogged.
IT WILL HAPPEN TO YOU TOO
This is actually my ringtone.
Betsy Braddock, 1983
Another favorite Phil Noto piece. If there was one character that I would not mind see resurrected (other than Nightcrawler, Wasp, Banshee, Stature, and the Deadly Genesis X-men Petra and Sway) it would be Revanche. I do not think we got to know Kwannon’s character that well, and I kind of miss British Psylocke.
This makes me feel a certain way that I can’t even really explain.