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You might, one day, consider flying Spirit Airlines. Don’t do it.

It’s refreshing to come across a well-worded rebuttal to the honestly ludicrous trope that Americans hate success.

http://www.ritholtz.com/blog/2011/12/dear-jamie-dimon/

http://www.ritholtz.com/blog/2011/12/dear-jamie-dimon/

We were incredibly fortunate to get this shot. People pay the big bucks to go on “sunset tours” of Stonehenge in the summer, but since it’s November the sun sets within operating hours of the park. But clear days are a rarity this time of year. It was cloudy for most of the day, but cleared up just in time. It was definitely one of those “oh my goodness the sun is perfect and now I’m going to panic until I get a shot” moment. Ever had one of those? My back was facing the sun a few minutes prior to this shot, and I turned around and saw the clouds and started running. My heart was pounding because I knew I would lose the light fast. I’m sure all the tourists thought I was mad running around Stonehenge with a giant tripod. Thanks again to my handy assistant (my husband) who helped me find the right spot and set up my gear.

An absolute perfect moment I will never forget. Thank you for letting me share this with you 🙂

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The last few years…

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Dwarf Fortress got the dramatic treatment back in may.

I can see the perspective she’s bringing but speaking as someone whose first experience with the show was just a couple of weeks ago, I don’t really share it. For me, the large number of spectators was integral to the emotional feeling of the show – It was the only time in my life I’ve ever thought “Were there such things as ghosts, this is what it would be like to be one.”

We followed the scenes in crowds, which arrayed themselves as best they could to see the action; As we ran through the hotel, individuals would peel off or join in – Many scenes had crowds which diffused into each other at the edges, and you could watch the osmotic pressure change in reaction to the postures and movements of the others around you. Yet for all the physicality of the press of white-masked spectators everyone respected the rules of silence, and the courtesy of distance. It was extraordinary.

I don’t doubt that the earlier experience, with so much more detail and so much more interaction with the actors was incredible. I can say for certain though that my experience – surrounded the whole might by so many ghosts – was something unique and truly glorious.

http://suzaneraslan.tumblr.com/post/12968990940/no-more-sleep-no-more