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dumpitos · 2 years
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“You never get over it. But you get to where it doesn’t bother you so much” - The Virgin S*icides
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cianeto666 · 5 months
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Header of a men's magazine from the early 80's. Does anyone gets the change in morals, censorship, etc., in 43 years. One can claim that these magazines were sexist - made for men's pleasure (Id Est - as a teen, wanking off). Well, that's a load of shit - society itself was more sexist and the pro-moral 'majority' was (not) satisfied by slutting down models and shaming readers/users (I'm mixing the 'then' jargon with nowadays reality. Notice the Sex, Drugs & Rock 'n Roll underline. Is this possible today (unless it's an underground fanzine? I don't think so.) And about what I said above, slut, sluttish, is not even a word that should be admitted. ANYONE can do whatever he/she wants with his own body, if not coerced. I have been in the punk/ metal scene since the mid 80's - I did engage with the sound before that, but let's say that 16 years old in the mid 80's was like manhood. Most of us, then or until the mid-90s became addicts - either to chemicals, alcohol, heroin or coke. A third of my teenage friends are dead. Even in a small country (Portugal) the offer to do nude/ porn pics existed. I was invited, but didn't do it (16 at the time), some did - both guys and girls. When the hard drugs came in, a lot of my girl friends (not as in girlfriend - pardon my English) prostitutized themselves. I guess some of my male friends also did it, but they wouldn't admit to that at the point of a gun. I don't have a single bad word for them. Only LOVE. I could have been there.
It was 1984, when I started sniffing glue, taking amphetamines and downers - even before trying hashish (that makes me paranoid) and I started drinking.
By 1990, I was addicted to heroin as (almost) all Lisbon punks.
By then, my first band (C.I.A.neto), became a chaos due to to drugs, alcohol and compulsive military service for some. A band that will disappear in history - we just recorded 2 songs for a compilation, but that was influential in the Lisbon area: 1 or 2 minutes hardcore songs, mixed with experimental jazzy/funky hardcore rock songs. And a NO MEANS NO attitude towards fascists and nazi skinheads - in the following years, after cleaning off drugs of the system and having grown muscle, my third band was decidedly Antifa - by 1995, no fuckin' nazi would even try to get inside a concert where we played.
All these are old stories. I'm an Arts Teacher now - well, mostly I teach Descriptive Geometry (10th, 11th graders love it... No, they, don't).
I'm still fighting fascism. By information, the most I can.
Sadly. I'm still fighting addiction: alcohol and benzodiazepines. I'm 53 now - for me it means it means 40 years of punk metal. In the meanwhile, I still have been an artist (painting) and studied an awful lot of History, Religions and the Occult. Also, Sociology and Marx (that deserves a chapter of his own). I'm a fuckin' walkin' encyclopedia of Rock Music! Ahahah... Of course, I'm not sobber - but hey, the homework is done and tomorrow I only begin at 12:00 AM.
The point of this was...
AH! WE ARE LIVING IN A PURITANE AGE. TRULLY!
This is not some old fuck talking gibberish. My father was (not now - he's old and sick) one of the great Modernist Portuguese Poets. I have two sisters: the older one is 58, an accomplished theater actress/director; the younger one (from a different marriage) is 27, lost girl, unsure of her feelings, uneasy with her body... Not her fault, not an education fault, but the outcome of a specific time and culture. Getting back to the photo, in 2023 ocidental society, in general, is much more puritan than what it was in 1980. Thank you, Gringos. First, I hated You because I was a communist; then, I hated You because I was an Anarchist; Then, I learned to respect everyone; Then came the Internet... And I Fuckin' Hate the way that American 'culture' and it's Puritan stance makes the rules in Social Media - that, either you like it or not, affects a large part of the world's stances, opinions, acting, etc.
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thorniest-rose · 3 years
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Thank you @mochisquish & @pohjanneito for the tag <333
1. why did you choose your url?
I love fairytales and one of my favourite things growing up was the enchanted rose in Beauty and the Beast. I also love the juxtaposition of something that looks beautiful and soft, but has hidden thorns or a prickly side. Plus it's inspired by the Lady Macbeth quote, “Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it,” which is an ethos I feel very committed to.
2. any side-blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them.
Not anymore! I used to have a more personal blog, but I deleted it about 6 months ago because I was getting weird asks. 
3. how long have you been on tumblr?
On and off since 2011 with multiple blogs! 
4. do you have a queue tag?
I have never used the queue in my life!! Everything I post is live, babey.
5. why did you start your blog in the first place?
I started it in 2019 to be part of the tumblr community for my last fandom!
6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?
These are the girls from the film Heavenly Creatures. I love that film because it’s about two unhinged girls falling in love and committing murder to be together... it’s horrible (and based on a true story!) but I love it. Like Sharp Objects or Gone Girl, I think it shows how dangerous women can be in a society that still believes women and girls are naturally sweet and soft. 
7. why did you choose your header?
This is the Lisbon sisters’ bedroom in The Virgin Suicides! That’s been one of my favourite films since I was about 11. The picture also reminds me of my room from when I was a teen because I went to Catholic school and had lots of little Catholic trinkets. 
8. what’s your post with the most notes?
Ummm I’m actually not sure... I think it’s a piece of art luncheonart made for me, which has about 2000 notes. Other than that, I wrote a ficlet on here for my last fandom that has about 900 notes.
9. how many mutuals do you have?
I counted and roughly about 50!
10. how many followers do you have?
Um about 2000 haha, but I’m sure a lot of these are inactive! 
11. how many people do you follow?
206! 
12. have you ever made a shitpost?
All of them are shitposts I’m sure.
13. how often do you use tumblr each day?
Scream, far too much.
14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?
I'll be getting into a fight with everyone soon once they get sick of me going on about Daniel as Saint Sebastian.
15. how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?
Hate hate hate!! They’re so annoying and manipulative. 
16. do you like tag games?
Yesss I love them! Please tag me in everything.
17. do you like ask games?
Yes I do! Though sometimes I’m like, “I don’t know why anyone would want to know this stuff about me,” so I tend not to reblog them.
18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?
No idea sorry, and tbh I tend not to follow people who seem tumblr famous because they come across as annoying and arrogant.
19. do you have a crush on a mutual?
Oh very much so haha.
20. tags?
Erm I think everyone on my dash has done this?? But I’ll tag @captain-idgie @ted-imgoingmad @wantedtourist @kellmeo @kbetacygni @jenpsaki
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celticnoise · 5 years
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THE world of football was awash with emotion yesterday as we said farewell to Celtic legend Billy McNeill.
The Lisbon Lion, the club’s greatest-ever captain, sadly passed away on Monday, April 22, at the age of 79 following a brave battle against dementia.
Here is Archbishop Philip Tartaglia’s moving Homily at the funeral of Billy McNeill at St Aloysius’, Garnethill, Glasgow.
MY dear brothers and sisters, we gather here at St Aloysius’ Church in Garnethill, Glasgow, to offer this Funeral Mass in thanksgiving to God for the life of Billy McNeill and for the happy repose of his soul. We offer our heartfelt and prayerful sympathies to Liz, Billy’s loving wife, to whom he was married for a wonderful 56 years. We offer our sincere condolences also to Billy’s children, Susan, Carol, Libby, Paula and Martyn, who have lost their Dad whom they loved dearly. Billy had eight grandchildren. They miss their Grandad. We all recognise the unique bond of love and affection that exists between a grandad and his grandchildren. We offer our sympathies to all other family, relatives and close friends. We are aware that Billy had a few hard years with his health before he died, which he endured with dignity and courage, but now he is at peace. With you, we commend him to God and pray for his eternal rest.
As Glasgow Celtic’s most famous captain, Billy also belonged to another family, the Celtic family, who adored him as their hero and who mourn his passing. He has already gone down in history as a Celtic legend, captain of a team of legends, the Lisbon Lions. Under their brilliant manager, Jock Stein, this unique Celtic team made footballing history by becoming the first British football team to win the mythical and coveted European Cup, on 25th May 1967 in the Estadio Nacional, Lisbon, defeating Internazionale of Milan 2-1, at that time the pride of Italian football. As a 16 year old boy, I watched with overflowing joy as Billy and his Lions lifted the European Cup. Never for a moment did I imagine that I would be conducting his Funeral Mass. I assure Liz and her family that it is a great honour for me to do so. I offer my sympathies to Billy’s surviving Lisbon team-mates, Jim Craig, John Clark, Willie Wallace, Bertie Auld and Bobby Lennox, together with Charlie Gallagher, John Hughes, John Fallon, and other fine players, who have seen another of their number succumb to time and human frailty, as we all eventually must. It is right that we should mention today Stevie Chalmers, another of that famous band of Lisbon brothers and lions, who has also passed away in these days, the scorer of the winning goal in that fabled football match in Lisbon. May Stevie too rest in peace, along with Billy himself, and with Ronnie Simpson, Tommy Gemmell, Bobby Murdoch, Jimmy Johnstone and other dearly departed Celtic heroes of that unforgettable squad.
Everyone remembers Billy holding up the European Cup in Lisbon. What a sight that was! His already imperious presence and stature was magnified by the achievement, by the accolade and by the context. Billy McNeill, the boy from Bellshill, Liz’s darling husband and father of their children, became public property. Beloved of the Celtic family, he was greatly appreciated also by the general Scottish public and by so many people across the world because he was the superb captain of the famous Lisbon Lions.
It has been heart-warming to witness during these days the outpouring of affection and sympathy for Billy across the spectrum of Scottish society and beyond. It seems that there has even been a new appreciation of the ground breaking moment that that Lisbon achievement by Billy and his Lions was for Scottish, British and European football.
In those amazing weeks of the spring of 1967, Scotland had beaten England the world champions at Wembley. Kilmarnock reached the semi-final of the Inter Cities Fairs Cup. Rangers reached the final of the European Cup Winners Cup, which both they and Aberdeen would win in the coming years. It was possibly a unique era for Scottish football. Undoubtedly the golden moment, the impossible achievement, probably never to be repeated, was in Lisbon when Billy and Jock Stein’s Lions, lifted the big cup, the European Cup.
And I am happy to say that I was there, on the vast sloping enclosure terracing of Hampden opposite the main stand, as a 15 year-old boy, with my Dad and my brother Michael, when Billy started it all off with his majestic header against Dumfermline in the 1965 Scottish Cup Final to give Celtic a 3-2 win. I can tell you, I was ecstatic!
A few months later, at the beginning of the 1966-67 season, from the old enclosure in front of the main stand at Celtic Park, I watched my Celtic team dismantle a star-studded Manchester United including Denis Law, George Best, Nobby Stiles, Bobby Charlton, and Paddy Crerand. The score was 4-1. Even though it was only a pre-season friendly, I thought to myself, dear Lord, we’re good. We could really do something this season. And we did. On the way, Billy repeated his Scottish Cup Final feat in the quarter final of the European Cup against Vojvodina when he powered in a late and decisive goal from Charlie Gallagher’s corner kick. I did not see that in real time because I was in seminary at that time. However, my Dad and my brother were representing me! As they say, the rest is history.
Liz and family, all this is by way of saying that Billy and his Lisbon Lions and their colossus of a manager Jock Stein won the admiration and respect of a whole nation, and that whole nation joins with you in sympathy and in prayer today for Billy.
Billy McNeill will remain in our hearts and minds undoubtedly as a football icon and a Celtic legend. At the same time, Billy was a family man who loved his wife and children. He treasured the intimacy of his family life. As with the best of heroes, he was blessed with an unassuming character. He never forgot his own origins and he always had time for ordinary people and fans. He had a quiet religious faith born of his Lithuanian roots in Lanarkshire. People remember his regular Mass attendance at his parish, St Cadoc’s, Newton Mearns, while he was still in good health. It was the present parish priest of St Cadoc’s who visited him as he neared the end of his life, and administered to him the Last Rites of the Church. He died surrounded by the love and prayers of his family.
Today, at this Funeral Mass, we have heard the Word of God summoning us to trust in God, to virtuous living and to hope in eternal life. The Holy Eucharist is being celebrated for our spiritual nourishment and is being offered for Billy McNeill, one of the baptised. The principal intention and purpose of this liturgy is to put before us the person of the risen Christ. He is our hope. He is our salvation. It is because of him that we trust in God and follow the way of the Lord. It is because of Him –Christ Jesus – that we may hope for the forgiveness of our sins, for friendship with God, for peace with one another, for fullness of life in this world and in the world to come, and at the last to see God face to face. With faith and trust in him, the Lord Jesus, we offer Liz and her family prayerful consolation, affection and support. We appeal to this same Lord to save Billy out of death, fill him with the life of the resurrection, and give him eternal rest and peace in the kingdom of light. May he rest in peace.
Amen.
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celticnoise · 7 years
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“As long as it’s got green and white hoops any number between 1 and 11 will do me.  I’d even settle for 12 or 13 sometimes. Numbers don’t bother me, as long as I’m playing for Celtic.” Johnny Doyle, 1980
Joanna Doyle, Johnny’s daughter took to social media to remember her dad today.
36 years ago today we lost this wee firecracker, but equally funny and beautiful soul. You are, and always will be, a hero to me Dad xx http://pic.twitter.com/nZek4FvrVP
— Joanna Doyle (@joannadoyley) October 19, 2017
Celtic supporters are renowned for treasuring the memories and stories of the great players and matches, but a special place is always reserved for those footballers whose love for their club shines through. And none more so when they’ve supported that club from a young age.
Johnny Doyle was one such Celtic player.
After his tragic death on 19th October 1981 the headline in the Celtic View read ‘And That Mighty Heart Lies Still’.
More than 2000 people walked behind the hearse at his funeral in Kilmarnock. Only a year earlier Johnny had scored a fantastic header against Real Madrid in the European Cup and won a Scottish Cup winners medal in the victory over Rangers that led to the infamous Hampden Riot. His untimely death caused grief beyond his family to his team-mates, friends and thousands of Celtic supporters who’d seen his commitment shine through.
To that support Johnny Doyle was simply one of them – a bhoy who, like his close friend Tommy Burns, lived the dream of wearing the green-and-white hoops.
One of the traditional ways in which the Celtic support have demonstrated their love for their heroes, living and past, has been through banners. A century ago, the fore-runner of modern supporters clubs were brake clubs and the centrepiece of the carriage those fans drove on their way to games was the banner – one of Tom Maley, from the club’s first decade, hanged in Baird’s Bar for many years.
In 2006, as the 25th anniversary of Johnny Doyle’s death approached, the Jungle Bhoys supporters group organised a fundraiser in MacConnell’s bar in Glasgow city centre to raise monies for a banner in his honour. In attendance that night were Johnny’s sister Anne-Marie and his daughter Joanna. With their help a memorial booklet of Johnny was produced which, along with the fundraising night and specially-made postcard, helped raise the necessary monies for the banner – which was proudly unfurled on the 21st October 2006 at Celtic Park before a game against Motherwell.
Five years later, the recently-formed Celtic Graves Society organised a ceremony at Johnny’s graveside in Kilmarnock which was attended by his family, including his children Jason and Joanna, and former team-mates Danny McGrain, Peter Latchford, Dom Sullivan, George McCluskey and Lisbon Lion Bobby Lennox.
Jim Scanlon of Charlie and the Bhoys played The Johnny Doyle Song at the graveside and, after that day’s game at Rugby Park, the band played a gig in Johnny’s honour back in Glasgow.
Joanna recalled what it was like as a young girl before and after her father passed away: “I wasn’t that aware of much in the early days as I was only 3 when he died. I do however remember him taking me to Parkhead and the team all shaking my hand! At that point however I had absolutely no idea of what my dad’s profession was. As I got older, things became a lot clearer through the media and newspaper clippings etc. (which I still have) and I realised that my Dad had indeed been quite a well known footballer!”
As a Celtic fan, what does it mean to you to know how revered your Dad still is by the Celtic support?
“It means everything. There are no words to describe the enormity of pride felt to know that your dad is still so widely idolised and missed this long down the line after his passing. That being the case, however, just sums up the Celtic supporters perfectly. That is what makes them special – and the best fans in the world.
“They never forget their own and keep in their hearts the pride and love for their club and all those past and present who have shown that same love and loyalty back to them. My dad always said that he loved playing for Celtic and that he would be content to sit on the bench for Celtic as long as it was them he was playing for. If those options were exhausted then he would be back in the stands with his Celtic scarf and the fans. He was a fan first and a player second, and that would never change.”
Joanna confirmed that the impetus for keeping the memory of her Dad alive didn’t just come from fans based in Scotland and Ireland: “We have many treasured friends from all over Italy known as The Italian Celts. They’re a wonderful group of ghuys who are utterly devoted to the club even from hundreds of miles away. They visit Glasgow regularly and you only need to speak with them for a few seconds to know how utterly in love with Celtic they are. I came to meet them through the chairman of their club after a video was posted on You Tube of a group of them visiting my dad’s grave. They arranged a mass over in Glasgow to mark the 30th year of my dad’s passing and it is an absolute honour to know them.”
We asked Joanna if she had much footage of Johnny in action: “I have a videotape of a few of his games, which was recorded from home off the television so it makes it even more personal.  It is a lot easier to access footage these days since the internet and you tube took off. It is through those sources that I have come to meet a multitude of fans from all over the world including the Italian Celts. I am still searching for a recording of him speaking however, which unfortunately I have had no luck with. I would love to hear how he sounds as sadly that memory has disappeared through time.”
“I am so utterly privileged to be his daughter. God Bless him.”
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OUR SECOND CQN PODCAST this week, featuring interviews with ex-Celts Alan Stubbs and Chris Sutton, previewing the big games this week against Bayern Munich and Hibs at Hampden on Saturday.
Stubbs gives an insight into Liam Henderson as a player and talks about where his career should go from here.
Speaking on behalf of BT Sport, Alan Stubbs also spoke about his regret at leaving Hibs, and looks ahead to the League Cup semi-final between two of his former clubs.
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