Reading a book about slavery in the middle-ages, and as the author sorts through different source materials from different eras, I am starting to understand why so many completely fantastical accounts of “faraway lands” went without as much as a shrug. The world is such a weird place that you can either refuse to believe any of it or just go “yeah that might as well happen” and carry on with your day.
There was this 10th century arab traveller who wrote into an account that the fine trade furs come from a land where the night only lasts one hour in the summer and the sun doesn’t rise at all in the winter, people use dogs to travel, and where children have white hair. I don’t think I’d believe something like that either if I didn’t live here.
They say you die three times, first when the body dies, second, when your body enters the grave, and third, when your name is spoken for the last time. You were a normal person in life, but hundreds of years later, you still haven’t had your “third” death. You decide to find out why.
You sold some shitty copper, man, I don’t know what to tell you
there is actually nothing more iconic than abc snatching up 911 after fox cancelled it, only for them to immediately have buck dump his girlfriend and then give him a bisexual arc. ✨
i literally think of that “polynesians first to discover antarctica, not news to maori” headline so much it’s so fucking funny
highly skilled ocean voyagers living close to antarctica who have oral history of heading south and discovering a land full of ice sheets and mountains of ice and snow were first to discover antarctica, not news to said group of people
