#Jane articles

[thoughtportal]

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On Dec. 1, a woman immolated herself with a Palestinian flag outside the Israeli consulate in Atlanta.

Now, according to the Atlanta Fire Rescue Department, the woman — referred to in their report as “Jane Doe” — is alive and “in stable condition” at Grady Memorial Hospital, where she has been since the immolation.

After repeated requests for her name, the department stated to this reporter in an email that it “does not disclose the identities of victims”. Repeated inquiries to Grady, which is a public hospital, went unanswered. The hospital houses the Walter L. Ingram Burn Center.

“Jane Doe” is 27.

When asked if they had made any comment to tell the public that she was still alive this entire time, the official at Atlanta Fire Rescue Department said they “shared the last updated with local media via email on 12/21/23. The release stated: ‘The victim remains hospitalized in critical condition. The security guard, who attempted to assist the burn victim, has been released from the hospital.’” Several internet searches on that quote produce no results. This would also indicate that "Jane Doe" went from critical to stable condition without public notice. 

Aaron Bushnell immolated himself at the Israeli embassy in Washington, D.C. on Sunday, explaining “I will no longer be complicit in genocide” and shouting “Free Palestine!” repeatedly as he burned alive. So, his case — unlike many other self-immolations including Gregory Levey, Raymond Moules, Timothy T. Brown, Malachi Ritscher and others — has received some attention. Thus, “Jane Doe” being ignored fits with the usual pattern. Bushnell is the exception — probably because he livestreamed it. See “Ignoring Immolators Lulls the Society to Sleep.”

As Bushnell was burning himself alive, an officer pointed a gun at him, barking orders as if he constituted a threat. A security guard, Michael Harris, sustained injuries working to rescue “Jane Doe” — but there were similarities, where she was actually viewed as a potential threat.

At one point, the police report for “Jane Doe” refers to it as being a case of “arson”.

Much of the media coverage and general discussion of her self-immolation in December focused on if she had done damage. The Atlanta Police Chief said: “We believe this building remains safe, and we do not see any threat here.” The Israeli government released a statement: “It is tragic to see the hate and incitement toward Israel expressed in such a horrific way.”

Police records indicate that they obtained a search warrant and entered an apartment they believed to be associated with “Jane Doe” — initially using a drone:

The drone was able to relay information as to the layout and the belongings inside. After it was deemed "safe" entry was made with bomb technicians. While clearing the apartment no improvised explosive devices were located.

The police report also noted:

During the search a Quran was found in the bedroom along with a [sic] Arabic dictionary and a Hebrew dictionary. The bedroom bookshelf contained books related to fiction and fantasy. A "Drug use for grown ups" book was on the bookshelf as well. Two journals were seized from the bedroom. A thumbdrive was seized from the bedroom as well. A laptop computer was seized from the kitchen counter. A copy of the search warrant was left in the living room of the apartment. The front door [of] the apartment was secured before law enforcement left the premises.

When pressed for more information in compliance with an Open Records Request under Georgia law, Atlanta Fire Rescue Department claimed: “There is an ongoing and active investigation for the incident in question, which is why the only releasable information has been shared via the incident report. Investigative documentation is not available for release until the investigation is closed.”

[littlequeenies]

March 1965 issue

scanned from 16 Magazine (1965)

[tenderflint]

i listened to transgender dysphoria blues religiously in high school just like everyone but it's really only now dawning on me how fucking huge it was for laura jane grace to come out very publicly as a trans woman in a male dominated punk scene in 2012 in fucking florida. she did that!! and now she's gay married

[goldlightsaber]

i'll be real, the justin baldoni thing is still such a shock to me and not for the reasons you'd expect. i know people don't really know who he is outside of ISWU/this drama, but i knew him from yearssss ago from jane the virgin and remember looking at his socials and seeing him talking about undoing toxic masculinity and stuff and i literally always thought, wow, he's this extremely conventionally attractive man with a successful (?) career, and he's a settled-down family guy who frankly doesn't have to be, and he's really making the effort to undo his own internalized misogyny and be a healthy person who embraces his emotions. good on him, i really wish more men were like that (!!!!!).

so frankly i'm kind of still...gobsmacked, because unlike a lot of people, i had a pre-existing bias in favor of him, specifically for being the kind of person who would definitely not act this way. like, truly the last person i would suspect. it was easy to believe that he was the good guy and blake lively sucked because...i previously knew justin baldoni as someone who did not suck and appeared to be making efforts to not suck, but specifically to not suck as a man in a man's world. the whole "he cares about the deeper message about domestic violence in the movie" was not hard to believe if you knew his previous track record. it didn't feel like something manufactured as part of the plot to take down blake lively.

so, insanity. the implications are....astounding. it's giving "chris d'elia family guy image" except with d'elia, that online image was curated intentionally in response to being cancelled. justin baldoni had this image before all this. i can't really wrap my head around the whys of that. and the hows. truly wild.

[ladyjaneasherr]

Young Jane photographed in 1962 with a wonderful background of the big ben and the River Thames. Scan from eBay auction listing. 🌸

What it’s like to love a beatle!

One of the luckiest girls in England, America or anywhere else, for that matter, is pretty@Jane

Asher who has been going out with the handsomest Beatle, Paul McCartney.

An English lass with a smile as big as her heart, Jane was drawn to Paul from the start. Why? Because “he’s sensitive and deep.” He is probably the hardest Beatle to get to know, but that makes knowing him even more worthwhile.

And what are some of his special qualities? He’s considerate and warm. He wants Jane to have a good time when they’re together, and he shows it. Though he’s no prude, he has a great deal of respect for Jane. He’d never dream of doing anything even the slightest bit rude or vulgar in her presence.

There’s just no nonsense about him. Even though he’s got the world at his feet, he’s stayed as down to earth as he ever was. But sometimes he does like to tease Jane by putting on a “high falutin’ “ English accent.

And he wants Jane to like him for himself. When they go out, he makes sure it’s just a twosome.

No fans to disturb their quiet evenings together, not even another Beatle around who might tease the “lovey” couple.

Paul’s no show-oft, but he does like to sing for blue-eyed Jane, and her favorite is I Want To Hold Your Hand, natch! The two of them can be sitting quietly talking; then suddenly Paul is just so glad to be with her and to be alive that he bursts into song. Is he attentive? Yeah, Yeah!

Paul likes nothing better than to send flowers to his girl.

And when he heard her favorite kind of candy was chocolate and marsh-mallow, he sent her a ten-pound box. He often calls just to tell her he’s thinking of her, and once she woke in the middle of the night to find him standing beneath her window, guitar and all, singing a seranade!

But the excitement of knowing,and being with, Paul, whom Jane considers the best Beatle of them all, has not gone to her head. She wants to get to really know Paul, to spend time with him and let him get to know her.

Is she jealous of Paul's fans?

Nope! Jane considers it an honor to Paul that so many girls all over the world think he’s the most. What’s like to love a beatle? Jane thinks it’s super!

[hooked-on-elvis]

ELVIS interviewed during filming of 'Change of Habit'

— AMONG OTHER THINGS, YOU'LL LEARN ABOUT HOW ELVIS DID SOME IMPROVISATION IN HIS LINES FOR THE MOVIES AND HOW SELF CONSCIOUS HE WAS ABOUT HIS OWN FILMS

Filmed on location in the Los Angeles area and at Universal Studios during March and April 1969, Change of Habit was released in the United States on November 10, 1969.

Elvis Presley On Set: You Won’t ask Elvis Anything Too Deep?

Elvis talks, but he doesn't say much

BY WILLIAM OTTERBURN-HALL HOLLYWOOD – The notice outside the big grey double-doors was simple and to the point. SET CLOSED, ABSOLUTELY NO ADMITTANCE. You find notices like this outside a lot of film studios, and they tend to have a certain elasticity. This one, outside what looked like an aircraft hangar but was actually Stage D at Universal Studios, meant it. Inside, Elvis Presley was filming. And where Elvis goes, the barriers go up as if some sinister germ warfare experiment were being carried on within. Like a suckling infant, he is swathed and coddled against the realities of the world outside, as if he were made of rare porcelain rather than hewn from good old-fashioned Tennessee stock. But this day he was on show. I had been given the magic formula. The secret open-sesame known only by its brand name of “Colonel Parker’s Okay” had been handed me. The doors swung wide, and I was in. They say Colonel Parker is the man who built Elvis from the erotic gyrating days of the swiveling Pelvis through 14 long and fruitful summers to his present status, by pushing and pulling his protege through the tricky cross-currents of pop music taste. I wouldn’t know. I had asked to see him, this onetime Texas fairground barker, to thank him for the green light. But he was always somewhere else. In his office at Universal, over at Metro, down in Palm Springs, in Las Vegas to lay the trail for the next live show... always somewhere else. No matter. Who needed Colonel Parker when Elvis himself was alive and well and filming? The Publicity Man who escorted me as close as if he were handcuffed said proudly: “I’d like to work with him again, he’s so sweet and uncomplicated. I was surprised you got through – no one’s talked to him yet, you know. There must have been a good breeze blowing.” The good breeze continued to blow as far as the set. A mauve-walled pad with kitchen adjacent and a king-size bed visible through half-drawn yellow curtains. Elvis sat at a table, staring at his hands, while three mini-skirted girls, Mary Tyler Moore, Barbara McNair and Jane Elliott, scurried around with trays of food.

L-R: Mary Tyler Moore, Jane Elliott and Barbara McNair.

The film is about three nuns who pose as nurses to “identify with the people” in a Negro ghetto in New York. The title is Change of Habit (yes, it is) and stars Elvis as a medic who falls for one of the nuns. Elvis is wearing a paint-stained blue denim shirt and tight blue jeans. He looks relaxed and affable and rather meatier around the jaw-line than one remembers from previous films. Marriage (back in May 1967 to Priscilla Beaulieu) is obviously agreeing with him. His eyes have that smoky slow-burn of the old-time movie vamp. He seizes a guitar and strums a few chords. It’s the last week of shooting, and like the good days between exams and the end of term.

The atmosphere on the set is hip and loose, full of leather-clad youth and clever in-talk. The director is thin and intense, wears a check shirt and gym shoes, and is called Billy Graham, which is going to look interesting on the posters of a swinging nun. Elvis produces some dialogue. He is never likely to win an award as an actor, but he knows what the kids want and he gives it to them. The girls are talking about a party. The cameras turn. Elvis says: “You get a lot of people down here on a Saturday night, and all the old hates come out. Before you know it they’re bombed out of their skulls and you’ve got World War III on your hands.”

The scene is this one below. NO, it was not cut out during the editing of this movie.

Earth-quaking stuff. But this simple homespun philosophy is off-key. “Bombed out of their skulls” wasn’t in the script. And the director isn’t too happy about it. “It’s a good line,” says Elvis. “Okay, okay,” says Billy Graham. The line stays. Maybe it will come out in the cutting room, but it’s there for now. “The whole thing is downhill,” says a technician. “He don’t talk to anyone, except his own friends.” There is no sign of tension, but then Elvis has nothing to be tense about. He can go on churning out the same thing for another decade, and they’ll still queue to see it. If he’s over the top, as some unkindly souls occasionally try to make out, he doesn’t seem bothered. He is 34 . . . Raised in Memphis . . . Once a truck-driver, stumbled into records, took the world by storm as the original snake-hips . . . Now lives in cloistered seclusion in a colonial mansion near Nashville, with a Rolls, a solid gold Cadillac, a wife, a daughter (Lisa Marie, aged one) and several bodyguards for company . . . Has made 29 films, grossing 220 million dollars at the box office, and sold more than 200 million records.

Elvis Presley and director William A. Graham on the set of Change Of Habit (Universal 1969) between takes.

Elvis heads for his trailer in the far corner. A group of friends (known in some quarters as the Memphis Mafia) close around him like a football scrum after a loose ball. The code-word is given. I am beckoned over. The good breeze was still blowing. “You won’t probe too deep, will you?” The Publicity Man asks anxiously. “This is just an informal chat, that’s the deal. So keep it light and airy, okay?” Well . . . okay. I checked my notes. Does Elvis fly high on acid trips? Does he see himself as a prophet for the new generation? Does he think his style is too square? Does he have any sexual hang-ups? His marriage altered his attitude to life in any way? Does he kick his cat? Does he have a cat to kick? What are his views on pop, religion, hippies, demonstrators, Vietnam? Stuff like that. No, I wasn’t going to probe too deep. In the dressing room Elvis shakes hands in a firm grip. “This is Charlie, this is Doc.” Two small, burly men light leather jackets and open-neck shirts rise and shine briefly and subside again. The trailer feels a bit crowded.

Elvis Presley on the set of Change Of Habit (Universal 1969). Mary Tyler Moore, Elvis and director William A. Graham share a joke between takes.

Elvis talks. He speaks slowly and carefully, and puts a lot of space between his words. “The film? Uh, well . . . it’s a change of pace for me, yeah. It’s more serious than my usual movies, but it don’t mean I’m aiming for a big dramatic acting scene, no sir. The way I’m headed, I want to try something different now, but not too different. I did this film because the script was good, and I guess I know by now what the public goes for." “Most of the scripts that come my way are all the same. They’ve all got a load of songs in them, but I just did a Western called 'Charro', which hasn’t any songs ‘cepting the title tune. It did have a couple of nude scenes, but they’ve been cut. Anyhow, can you imagine a dramatic Western where the hero breaks out into song all the time?” He has said plenty, and now he leaps to his feet, hands flashing to imaginary holsters, and sings in a deep drawl: “Go for your guns . . . you’ve got ’til sundown to get outa town . . . ” It could be the start of a promising sketch. The others follow suit, singing, clowning, all on their feet. If this is the Memphis Mafia, they’re a friendly bunch.

Elvis on set of 'Change of Habit' (Universal 1969) talking to fans.

Elvis sits down, and everyone stops singing. He eyes himself in the dressing room mirror. “I don’t plan too far ahead, but I’m real busy for a while now. I’ve got a date in Vegas, and maybe another film after that. Then I’m going to try to get to Europe, because I’ve always promised I would and I’ve got some good, faithful fans over there.” Slow-talking Elvis may be. But he certainly isn’t the slow-witted hick from the backwoods his detractors make out. If he is, then he’s a better actor than they give him credit for. Get through to him, and you find a pleasant, honest, not-too-articulate hometown boy who has been protected for his own good from the hysterical periphery of his present world. The party was warming up. Elvis cracked a gag. Charlie cracked a gag. There was a call from the door. Elvis was wanted, and the good breeze was still blowing as he made for the set, one hand on my shoulder. Charlie and Doc were all smiles.

Elvis and his manager, Colonel Parker, on set of 'Change of Habit' (Universal 1969).

“Okay?” said the P.M. “You did real fine.” "Well . . . not quite." I said. "This Colonel Parker, would he be around for a word later?" Elvis stopped in his tracks. The P.M. went a whiter shade of pale, and whispered something to a friend. The friend nodded in sympathy. “I must tell you about an experience I had like that once,” he said, eyeing me as if I’d just crawled out of the woodwork. Elvis said: “I think he’s in Palm Springs. I’m not sure...” He hurried off. The P.M. said: “Don’t let’s push our luck any more. We never trouble him for too long a time. You should be very happy. You had more than anyone’s had in years.” Somewhere along the line, unaccountably, the good breeze had dropped. This story is from the July 12th, 1969 issue of Rolling Stone.

Source: www.rollingstone.com

[lizziestudieshistory]

01.08.2023 - seeing August in the right way, working on a cross stitch bookmark, reading, and setting up August in my reading journal.

Currently reading: The Book of Lost Tales Part Two by J.R.R. Tolkien; Richard II by William Shakespeare; Evelina by Frances Burney

[edwardseymour]

"Given the marathon that Jane’s uterus had just been through, it’s likely that her uterus would have a reduced capacity to contract and effectively expel the after-birth contents of her uterus; lengthy labours tend to shred the membranes, especially if, like Jane, her membranes had ruptured early in her labour. I believe that here is where the best intentions again contributed to disastrous consequences. Wanting to ensure the best possible outcome, Henry bucked confinement tradition by inviting male physicians into Jane’s lying-in chamber. While we might see a physician’s help as a good thing, please keep in mind that Tudor era physicians weren’t trained in obstetrics. Had Jane’s immediate postpartum been similar to the above description, a physician would likely not have been well-versed in how to manage it. Had the midwives noticed retained tissue, they probably would have known to remove the offending product, manually if necessary, causing Jane further discomfort. To a Tudor physician, this would have been appalling, and protocol dictated that the physicians had seniority. Had they forbade an intervention, it would not have occurred."

— Dayna Goodchild, Jane Seymour and the Birth of Edward VI: A Midwife's Opinion

[gardenwalrus]

The Beatles quickly got used to fans screaming hysterically during their early performances, but nobody had ever seen a mob like the one which greeted their exit from London's Royal Albert Hall following a concert there on April 18, 1963. [...] The Ad Lib club off Leicester Square was their usual nightly haunt but, as a very nervous George Harrison pointed out, hundreds of fans would already be making their way there. 'You can come back to my flat,' I volunteered - rashly, given I was renting a bedsit on the King's Road. I hadn't planned on entertaining four guests and the number swelled to seven with the arrival of singer Shane Fenton (later known as Alvin Stardust, now sadly deceased), his girlfriend Susan and 17-year-old actress Jane Asher, who had been at the Albert Hall to interview the Beatles for the Radio Times. [...] Soon John grabbed the small bottle of amphetamines sent to me by my mother from our home in Torquay, to help me keep awake when I drove from London to see her. They were prescribed for slimming but we took them as 'uppers' and tongues quickly loosened as they took effect. That was bad news for Miss Asher, who was bombarded with some offensively intimate questions by John and soon began quietly weeping. After that party-killing interrogation, it was left to Paul to escort the flame-haired beauty back down the stone steps and into the night, beginning a relationship which saw them together for the next five years.

- Anecdote within Chris Hutchins, 'Night my friend John Lennon played a vile trick on Hollywood's sexiest woman: How Beatle urinated into Jayne Mansfield's cocktail and watched her drink it when he became tired of her during US tour', Daily Mail (9 May 2015) (x)

[This was the day Jane and Paul first met]

[billdenbrough]

TESTING THE MATTRESS

aftg · kevaaron · 4.6k, e. it’s reunion season at the olympic village. kevin has a mattress delivered. aaron copes. —for @naturecalls111, who loves the olympics more than anyone else i know and wanted kevaaron fucking on the olympic cardboard beds, and who also drew that shiny opening ceremony kevin up there <3 love u for keeps we’re still battling tho

“You’re the most ridiculous person I’ve ever met,” Aaron says. Kevin shrugs, unfazed. “I prefer to think of it as resourceful,” he says, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet. Aaron watches his knees: up, down, up, down, up, down. He swallows. “You would,” Aaron says, but he privately agrees. It’s still ridiculous, obviously, but arranging for your own personal mattress to be delivered to the Olympics is—technically—resourceful. “You wouldn’t give Jean grief for this,” Kevin says. Aaron snorts, rolling his eyes. “Jean once didn’t tell anyone he cracked a rib for three days,” he says dryly. “Getting a mattress personally delivered to Olympic Village because he’s a princess who needs his comfort isn’t exactly on the cards.”

You can be friends with someone, see, as long as you don’t have to think about any of the times they looked at you with such raw, burning intent that kissing would have made a more convincingly platonic alternative.

read on ao3

[manager-dante]

usually this would annoy me a lot more, but seeing fanon rodya evolve as this soft domestic mom type is so goddamn funny to me. i can’t even blame y’all. literally ANYONE looks parental compared to these goons

ryoshu is literally smoking in the back watching dq beat the shit out of sinclair. rodya is motherly SOLELY by process of elimination bc the bar is on the floor 💀

[bettie-may-page]

Bettie Page Magazines, Covers and Inserts, #240

[wendersfive]

Weekend Update: Jane Wickline on Sabrina Carpenter's Netflix Christmas Special - SNL

[strwbryfeels]

[iheartmoons]

it’s so interesting seeing different takes on novels like wow ugh i love studying literature GUYS. i saw a post saying that jane eyre could be bisexual and it used her dislike of richard mason’s appearance as an example, but ive always read it as brontë’s racism coming out (in the same way that she finds bertha ugly too)… both r valid and interesting and yay literature rules. now i’m gonna find an article on queer readings of jane eyre to satiate myself

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Bitches be like: "this is my new RQG OC" and is just historically inacurate historical figure. T-T

(Is me, I'm bitches)