Paul Pope

THB: Comics from Mars #2

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“And at the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy, and your eyes sparkling.”
— Shant

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Japanese Youth in Revolt, 1964. Photos by Michael Rougier for Life Magazine(via)

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You know what’s annoying? That it’s normal to know everything there is to know about football and know every player’s name and know the scores and dress up for games etc but god forbid someone knows all the actors of lord of the ring’s names and dresses up as a character for comic con, that’s just SAD.

It happens to me with Fireside by the Arctic Monkeys, and has happened before with other songs that have been my absolute favorites, that I feel that life should be that song, and it upsets me that I cannot live it for real. I listen to it with good quality earphones as loud as my ears can manage, and still, I can’t feel it enough.  And there’s no solution and I’m never satisfied.


The tallest statue in the world, Ushiku Daibutsu.

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Woodstock, 1969.

"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."

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The good thing about being stuck on the Jungle Cruise: how often do you get to do a panorama of the elephant bathing pool?

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