rose-lipped maidens, lightfoot lads

obscenebikinis:

"In the years after David’s death, Tom Rauffenbart sprinkled David’s ashes in places that had held meaning for him. He took some to the beach in St. John’s where they had their first sexy romantic vacation. He left ashes at the loft, sealed inside a wall. He sprinkled some in Paris, in New Orleans, in the Great Swamp of New Jersey, at Teotihuacan, and at what was left of the Christopher Street pier. Then in October 1996, he joined in ACT UP’s second "Ashes Action" in Washington, D.C. He got up to the fence and threw David onto the White House lawn."
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obscenebikinis:

"In the years after David’s death, Tom Rauffenbart sprinkled David’s ashes in places that had held meaning for him. He took some to the beach in St. John’s where they had their first sexy romantic vacation. He left ashes at the loft, sealed inside a wall. He sprinkled some in Paris, in New Orleans, in the Great Swamp of New Jersey, at Teotihuacan, and at what was left of the Christopher Street pier. Then in October 1996, he joined in ACT UP’s second "Ashes Action" in Washington, D.C. He got up to the fence and threw David onto the White House lawn."


wabisabiforrobots:

If I’m shopping at Target and I see this, I’m calling the cops.  
Seriously.  I don’t care about your fucking rights, I just want to buy some dad jeans and maybe a tub of frosted animal crackers without having to worry about your casually slung assault rifle going off and the bullet ricocheting off the price checker and right into my ass.  Thanks but no thanks.  
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wabisabiforrobots:

If I’m shopping at Target and I see this, I’m calling the cops.  

Seriously.  I don’t care about your fucking rights, I just want to buy some dad jeans and maybe a tub of frosted animal crackers without having to worry about your casually slung assault rifle going off and the bullet ricocheting off the price checker and right into my ass.  Thanks but no thanks.  

(Source: Mother Jones)