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I really find that hard to believe. Have you all been zipped into another dimension? Really?!
Oct. 25th, 2011
Halloween-themed Signal Boost and PSA:
Oct. 25th, 2011 02:02 pmI'm collecting images from history of physically and mentally disabled, and their struggles against "The Normals" for a project I'm working on. And in my insomnia-driven quest Last Night/This Morning, I came across the following tidbit (from this website: The Sheredes Project: Spitalbrook Hospital):
Now, for the record: No, I don't believe the early makers of Grade B Zombie movies realized they were making entertainment based on historical instances of actual human rights violations. They probably thought the idea of "Living Dead" just sounded cool, and let their imaginations run wild.
But, you know. It's something for you to think about, when you're deciding what sort of entertainment to hoot, screech and laugh over, next week.
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The Living Dead
In the Middle Ages, if a person developed leprosy, they would be declared legally dead and lose all their possessions. They would have to leave their family, and go to live with other lepers in a place like the hospital at Spitalbrook. In Medieval times, this would have been outside the village of Hoddesdon.
Lepers were given special clothes, a begging bowl, and a bell or wooden clapper, so they could be clearly seen and to warn other people to keep their distance. They were given these in a ceremony that was modelled on the service for the burial of the dead and, in many places, the leper was actually required to stand in an open grave while the ritual, that marked them as outcasts from society, was performed above their head.
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Now, for the record: No, I don't believe the early makers of Grade B Zombie movies realized they were making entertainment based on historical instances of actual human rights violations. They probably thought the idea of "Living Dead" just sounded cool, and let their imaginations run wild.
But, you know. It's something for you to think about, when you're deciding what sort of entertainment to hoot, screech and laugh over, next week.
I've gotten automatically logged out of LJ.
Fine.
I'll log back in.
Only.
I've forgotten my password.
Fine.
I'll submit a request for a new Password access code.
Only.
EVERY. Single. Time. I fill out the form, and that damned reCaptcha, the page just RELOADS, and asks me to fill out the form again -- I've tried this eight times in a row, already (one time, it even asked me to type in Cyrillic characters, which my keyboard does not even have).
It's probably a bug.
Fine. I'll report it.
Only.
They require me to log in before I submit a support request.
*GSRTHRSSDRTGGDGFF!!* FINE!!
I'll open an entirely new account, and long into that one, and then set in a request.
ONLY!!
I have to validate my email, by clicking a link they sent me. They've told me the link has been sent -- but it's nowhere to be found. Not in my mailbox, and not in my spam-catcher, either... WTF!!!???
My DreamWidth journal is now my more active one, based on comment threads and thinky discussions. And I'm getting increasingly bothered by LJ's advertising for their own Oh-No-They-Didn't communities. And I'm inching closer to abandoning LJ further. But if I ever want to delete my journal, I'd have to log in, first.
*head-desk*
Fine.
I'll log back in.
Only.
I've forgotten my password.
Fine.
I'll submit a request for a new Password access code.
Only.
EVERY. Single. Time. I fill out the form, and that damned reCaptcha, the page just RELOADS, and asks me to fill out the form again -- I've tried this eight times in a row, already (one time, it even asked me to type in Cyrillic characters, which my keyboard does not even have).
It's probably a bug.
Fine. I'll report it.
Only.
They require me to log in before I submit a support request.
*GSRTHRSSDRTGGDGFF!!* FINE!!
I'll open an entirely new account, and long into that one, and then set in a request.
ONLY!!
I have to validate my email, by clicking a link they sent me. They've told me the link has been sent -- but it's nowhere to be found. Not in my mailbox, and not in my spam-catcher, either... WTF!!!???
My DreamWidth journal is now my more active one, based on comment threads and thinky discussions. And I'm getting increasingly bothered by LJ's advertising for their own Oh-No-They-Didn't communities. And I'm inching closer to abandoning LJ further. But if I ever want to delete my journal, I'd have to log in, first.
*head-desk*