“No, the next Nelson Mandela of the world is rotting in a jail cell tonight, just like Mandela nearly withered for 27 years on Robben Island. Or he is on someone’s terrorist watch list, or she is segregated and searched every time she travels through an international airport. Somewhere, government spies are reading the emails of the next Nelson Mandela. They are tracking his cell phone and listening to his calls, or monitoring her meetings with their undercover cops.”—Philly.com writer Will Bunch nails it on the head, discussing who could be the next Mandela for America or across the world. (via shortformblog)
Well, I have three of them. They also happen to be my roommates. So I guess if sharing a small basement apartment with bad plumbing and rotten food doesn’t make you hate your friends, then it makes you love them.
5. Piercings I have:
My ears are pierced, and I have one cartilage piercing where a crazy lady (my Grandmother) decided I needed one after a bottle of wine at my High School graduation party.
7. Biggest Turnoff(s):
Audible chewing. No really, if I can hear you chewing, I will run from the room. The sound of a jaw chomping down on a piece of ice makes my skin crawl.
19, (sort of) close to 20.
13. Life Goal(s)
Oh wow. I have a lot. A Phd, a job abroad, to sail around the world, to learn Greek, to become a professor… They change nearly every day.
17. A fact about my life:
When I was little, I insisted people refer to me as “Ms. Frizzle” (from the Magic School Bus), and declared that I was going to grow up to be her one day. If only “being ms. frizzle” was a viable major in college.
1. The meaning behind my URL 2. A picture of me 3. Why I love my bestfriend 4. Last time I cried and why 5. Piercings I have 6. Favorite Band 7. Biggest turn off(s) 8. Top 5 (insert subject) 9. Tattoos I want 10. Biggest turn on(s) 11. Age 12. Ideas of a perfect date 13. Life goal(s) 14. Piercings I want 15. Relationship status 16. Favorite movie 17. A fact about my life 18. Phobia 19. Middle name 20. Anything you want to ask
No man is an island, this I know But can’t you see? Maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone // Oh I don’t wanna beg your pardon And I don’t wanna ask you why But if I was to go my own way Would I have to pass you by?
He clipped coupons, wore sweaters with holes in them to make people think he was poor and took a bus — not a cab — to the University of Washington when he attended an alumni luncheon in his later years.
Only a tight circle of family and friends knew that MacDonald was nurturing a secret fortune. When he died in September at the age of 98, he left in his will a $187.6 million charitable trust to Seattle Children’s Research Institute, the University of Washington School of Law and the Salvation Army.
It is the largest philanthropic gift in Washington state this year, and the sixth-largest in the country in 2013, Children’s officials said.