She was born Jeanne-Louise de Belleville, Dame de Montaigu in 1300. At the age of 12, she was married to 19-year-old Geoffrey de Châteaubriant, by whom she had two children. In 1326, the marriage ended with the death of Châteaubriant. Four years later, in 1330, Jeanne married her second husband, Olivier III de Clisson. This union was an especially close one; Olivier and Jeanne were of an age and seemingly content, as they had five children together.
Her second-time’s-the-charm bliss ended, however, when Olivier defected to the English side during the Breton War of Succession. He was captured, found guilty of treason, and beheaded. Jeanne de Clisson swore revenge on the king who killed her husband.
She sold off all her lands, and bought three ships. Jeanne had them painted entirely black, with red sails. The ‘Black Fleet’ took to the waters and began hunting down and destroying the ships of King Philip VI. She would kill most of their crew, personally beheading any noblemen as her noble husband had been killed. But Jeanne made certain to always let a handful of sailors go, to report to the king that the “Lionness of Brittany” had bested him again.
For thirteen years, Jeanne de Clisson was the scourge of the French navy. Even the death of her enemy King Philip VI didn’t stop her from kicking ass and taking ships. She managed to keep the English Channel free of French warships during a stretch of the 100 Years’ War, before happily retiring to England.
I gotta just stop for a second and read this again and have a big dopey grin on my face because, goddamn, Marvel, you are doing it RIGHT. Ten years ago, no studio would have done SHIT for Peggy Carter post-movie, but Marvel’s going, “What’s that? You liked her lots and thought she was interesting? Here, HAVE A TINY MOVIE.”
Plus, you seem to be continuing making efforts to diversify your casting by bringing in characters like Sam, and bringing back Heimdall and Rhodey (in the biggest role he’s had in an Iron Man film with 3), and you’re courting Zoe Saldana for Guardians and continue to take original character back stories that have a bit of a sexist tinge to them now (a bunch of your females were models or actresses or nurses, and Betty Ross was just the general’s daughter) and making them scientists (Sue, Betty, Jane, and Jean Gray) while still keeping some characters with their original back stories (Mary Jane is still an actress) because you seem to get that women can have ALL KINDS OF CAREERS.
You not only handed Pepper Potts Stark Enterprises, but you never, ever played the “the business is failing and Pepper is blamed” card. In fact, you have always played, “Pepper is fucking awesome at business and life card.”
You also cast Sitwell with a Latino actor without making some big thing of it (same as you cast Hemidall), and you went with Ult!Fury and Samuel L. Jackson and every time you’ve put a woman in a dangerous situation, she’s gotten to save herself in one way or another (and sometimes just straight up completely).
You all don’t always bat 1000, but you seem to be aiming for it like crazy, and I really appreciate the hell out of that.
Did you know that due to American Public Law 94-479, by the 94th Congress, George Washington is protected from being outranked by any officer in past, present, and future? Meaning if there’s a 6th star general, Washington is automatically upgraded to 7th. There is a law dedicated to preserving Washington’s badass status.
cosmogyral: (adj.) whirling about the universe; ex: The cosmogyral galaxies are fascinating to learn about.
epalpebrate: (adj.) lacking eyebrows; ex: Many people think that Matt Smith and Mads Mikkelsen are epalpebrate.
fallaciloquence: (n.) deceitful speech; ex: His fallaciloquence was charming.
gnathonize: (v.) to flatter; ex: Don’t gnathorize me.
historiaster: (n.) a petty or worthless historian; ex: These are the inaccuracies of a historiaster.
labascate: (v.) to fall or slide down something; ex: The man labascated down the stairs.
montivagant (adj.) wandering over hills and mountains; ex: The montivagant traveller stopped to make camp.
murklins (adv.) in the dark; ex: I stumbled murklins about the house after the power went out.
selcouth: (adj.) wondrous and strange; ex: The rare artifact was a selcouth sight to see.
sinapistic (adj.) consisting of mustard; ex: I dipped my chicken nuggets in a delicious sinapistic sauce.
stiricide (n.) the falling of icicles from a house; ex: I fear stiricide when I walk out my front door in the winter.
tantivy (adv.) at full gallop, headlong; ex: I ran tantivy into the wall.
tortiloquy (n.) crooked or inappropriate speech; ex: I will not tolerate such tortiloquy in my classroom!
ultracrepidate (v.) to criticize beyond your area of knowledge; ex: The fandoms of tumblr often ultracrepidate things about the other, despite having not seen their show.
veteratorian (adj.) crafty or sneaky; ex: The traitor’s veteratorian words were realized only too late.
weequashing (v.) spearing fish by torchlight from a canoe; ex: We have spears for our weequashing trip tonight.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle hardened, he will fight savagely.
But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man to man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our home fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to victory!
I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full victory!
Good Luck! And let us all beseech the blessings of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.” —General Dwight D. Eisenhower to the Allied troops, 6 June 1944 (via demons)
I’ve been hesitating about posting, because I currently have 1914 posts, and I really like that number…
flower language has always been an intense source of disappointment for me
like, they all mean really generic things like “love” or “forever” or “i’m sorry”
i thought you could combine flowers
like you could just send someone a bouquet and from the combination of hibiscus and posies and tulips they’d understand “the rebel leader is dead, rendezvous at the docks at 8, bring the dog, you will need lighter fluid and a large tomato”
Well, nobody’s saying we can’t *create* the flower language containing that message…
Hmm, my time on Tumblr suddenly dissolved into looking through Nammiches’ archives for quality Lawrence of Arabia posts. Delightful!