They're welcoming one of the first planes home from England; you can see its shadow on the water. The pilot, having flown throughout the war, cried like a baby at the sight of the flags.
Bygdøy - Oslo, Norway - 1945 - National Archives of Norway
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November 20, 2013
Gurning
I don't know what they're eating, but I don't want any.
Hawaii - 1940s- San Diego Air and Space Museum Archive
October 22, 2013
October 19, 2013
Lewisite Gas
People are such strange creatures. We create weapons and then we create art to warn of them.
Camp Barkeley, Texas - 1941-1945 - @ National Museum of Health and Medicine
July 8, 2012
Soldaderas
Popular entre la tropa era Adelita
la mujer que el sargento idolatraba
que ademas de ser valiente era bonita
que hasta el mismo Coronel la respetaba.
1940, artist Antonio Gomez R.
from The Pictorial Arts
May 20, 2012
Welcome
If you look closely, she's got her eyes open. I wonder if she knew him or if this was just a quick kiss for a wounded soldier. She certainly looks to be offering more than a kiss, doesn't she?
Sydney, NSW
1919
February 21, 2012
January 11, 2012
January 10, 2012
Bros
I won't lie, I know a couple dozen dudes who look just like these guys except without the excuse of being actual sailors. What is it about being at sea that leads to cultivating interesting facial hair?
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from J. Yuenger
November 9, 2011
October 13, 2011
Plate I
War and information, all of civilization.
The Medical and Surgical History of the War of the Rebellion (1861-1865). Part I. Volume II
1876
October 8, 2011
loaded
This is what my house will look like when the war gets this far. Except without the guns, because I only have the typewriters.
Oliver typewriter ad
1908
August 23, 2011
July 12, 2011
invisible PLAGUE GERMS
I can picture someone designing this flier. "What's scary? Bombs. No, that's not enough. INVISIBLE PLAGUE GERMS!" Look, I've been bombed in Tallahassee plenty of times - it's not that bad.
Tallahassee, Florida
1954
from Florida Memory
June 4, 2011
Enlisting in the Marines
Complete body confidence. "Go ahead," he's saying. "Peek."
San Francisco, California
1941
from These Americans
May 17, 2011
Hell yes.
This somehow makes Empire Strikes Back even more awesome. I want to see the movie someone would make based on this poster.
Hungarian movie poster
artist Tibor Helényi
from SW:TOR,
seen at Sci-F-O-Rama
May 7, 2011
How to Strip Your Baby
You know, I don't envy the guys who had to figure out how to keep a bunch of young soldiers, probably drafted, paying attention long enough to learn shit that could save their lives. Then again, they did come up with some really freaky shit. And they certainly employed big name talent in the process.
Treat Your Rifle Like a Lady - The M-16 U.S. Army Rifle Maintenance Booklet
1960s, artist Will Eisner
from Comics with Problems
Giant Beetroot
The beet is the most intense of vegetables. The radish, admittedly, is more feverish, but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire of discontent not of passion. Tomatoes are lusty enough, yet there runs through tomatoes an undercurrent of frivolity. Beets are deadly serious.
Slavic peoples get their physical characteristics from potatoes, their smoldering inquietude from radishes, their seriousness from beets.
The beet is the melancholy vegetable, the one most willing to suffer. You can't squeeze blood out of a turnip...
The beet is the murderer returned to the scene of the crime. The beet is what happens when the cherry finishes with the carrot. The beet is the ancient ancestor of the autumn moon, bearded, buried, all but fossilized; the dark green sails of the grounded moon-boat stitched with veins of primordial plasma; the kite string that once connected the moon to the Earth now a muddy whisker drilling desperately for rubies.
The beet was Rasputin's favorite vegetable. You could see it in his eyes.
- Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume (possibly his best work)
Martincourt, France
1917
May 1, 2011
The Naked Rationer
This isn't just a silly fellow taking Johnson for a walk. He's out protesting rationing by the occupying SS. And clearly he can't wear pants because of his enormous balls.
The Netherlands
1941
from Vintage Photo
April 5, 2011
Fort Hell
As a kid, I drew these huge, unlikely, sprawling, underground tunnel maps. Entire warrens of bedrooms, kitchens, storage space, booby traps, whatever I could think up and fit in. To me, this looks like the entrance to just such a world.
Petersburg, Virgina
1865, photographer Alexander Gardner
from the NYPL
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