It’s not just a really good Ratatat song. (Sigh, shortly I expect to add an mp3 feature).
Lapland:
The Swedish province’s shield crest is all right:
But the Finnish one is amazing!
Closer!
Look at my innie or I'll club you
That is so fucking hot. I want to drink beer and cuddle with him.
My friend Alison works for Etsy and has begun a new blog for them, a compendium of assorted delightful oddities from around the world.
This week’s is particularly great.
The bus-cozy is one thing, but the figure sculpted from tobacco products is like a deranged Muppet. I fucking love it. It reminded me of this childhood gem:
As I clicked through links on Wikipedia and invariably wound up looking at the history of the Congressional Black Caucus–if I do well on game shows, it’s because there are people nerdier than me by several orders of magnitude–I came upon Shirley Chisholm, first African American woman in Congress (1969-83, from Brooklyn) and first African American woman to run for president (1972). I want to think her picture comes from some boring subcommittee hearing where everyone was falling asleep but her. I mean, look at her posture. And her hair is amazing. This photograph says, “I am listening, and yes, I am actually here.”
Read her profile. It’s rad.
Excusing this monochromatica, if there’s ever a Mt. Women of Color to serve as a counterbalance to Mt. Rushmore, I think Shirley Chisholm should be an anchor tenant, flanked by Jackee, Ce Ce Peniston and LaBouche. For reals.
Suck the Rainbow 