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i think a group of necromancers should gather at constance markievicz’s grave to bring her back and send her after england again
#haleylyfe#just saying#Easter rising#constance markievicz#constance gore-booth#give her a modern gun and she’d go nuts
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#OTD in 1927 – Death of Constance, Countess Markiewicz, politician, revolutionary nationalist and suffragette.
Born in London, her father was a philanthropist, Henry Gore-Booth. He was an Arctic explorer and a landlord in the west of Ireland, who was married to Georgina May Hill, of Tickhill Castle, York, England. Constance was educated at the family estate in Lissadell, Co Sligo. She was noted as a fine horsewoman who had an excellent shot.
Inspired by William Butler Yeats, she became interested in Irish…
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#1916 Easter Rising#Co. Sligo#Countess Constance Markiewic#Dublin#England#Eva Gore-Booth#Fianna Fáil#Glasnevin Cemetery#Gore-Booth#Inghinidhe na hEireann#Irish politician#Lissadell#London#Nationalist#revolutionary#St Stephen’s Green#Suffragette
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William Butler Yeats, from “In Memory of Eva Gore-Booth and Con Markievicz”
#w.b. yeats#yeats#william butler yeats#poetry#eva gore-booth#constance markievicz#innocence#beauty#time#quotes#poems#verse#words
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31/2023: Esther Roper, 4. August 1868
Sie setzte sich für die Rechte von Arbeiterinnen ein und brachte das gender-kritische Magazin Uranie heraus.
By Unknown author, Public Domain
Bereits kurz nach ihrer Geburt in Chorley, Lancashire – ein Ort, der von den nahegelegenen Kohleminen und Textilindustrie geprägt war –, verließen die Eltern von Esther Roper England als Missionare(1). Ihr Vater war ehemaliger Fabrikarbeiter, ihre Mutter stammte aus einer Familie irischer Einwanderer, bei denen Esther aufwuchs. Sie besuchte eine Schule der Church…
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#aktivistys des intersektionalen feminismus#arbeiterbewegung#arbeiterklasse#christabel pankhurst#constance gräfin mankievicz#emmeline pankhurst#esther roper#eva gore-booth#frauenfiguren#george macdonald#irene clyde#kalender#pit-brow lasses#suffragette#sylvia pankhurst#university of manchester#urania#women&039;s suffrage#women&039;s social and political union#wspu
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A Choir Now Complete
@chompersbrainrot here's the fic I was telling you about! It's going to be a two/three parter :P
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Prompt: Hurt Caretaker
Fandom: Ride the Cyclone
Word Count: 1187
Pairings: N/A
Summary: My own "The Choir Actually Survived, F*ck You" AU, told through the eyes of the choir.
Content Warnings: Swearing, semi-graphic descriptions of gore and near-death experiences.
A/N: This is my first time ever writing RTC characters!
Chapter One: The Tragedy - Brought to You by Ocean O'Connell Rosenburg and Noel Gruber
Ocean O’Connell Rosenburg didn’t exactly feel great about riding The Cyclone. But the others had been raring at the bit to go on it, and it was Constance’s favorite ride, so who was she to refuse?
Well. She was Ocean O’Conell Rosenburg, that was who she was. But not going on the damn ride suffered the risk of Noel calling her a chicken, so you did what you had to do in such a case! Ocean O’Connell Rosenburg was not a chicken.
But when the screeching metal sounds and sparks began to fly, Ocean knew, with a sinking feeling in her gut, that she was right, as the others smiled from ear to ear.
The dips and dives did nothing to dissuade her nerves, and it wasn’t until they were approaching the apex of the loop-de-loop that someone gasped in realization: Without turning, she knew it had been Penny. A split second later, Penny let out a wailing scream, and someone scrambled to keep her in her seat, presumably Ricky.
“What the—PENNY!” Noel shouted, and Ocean felt he was about to do something stupid.
“Head down!” Mischa shouted over the screaming of metal on metal, and as Ocean turned to hug Constance close to her, she glanced at the others. Noel and Mischa were as terrified as she had ever seen either of them, and Penny was bleeding from the neck, poor Ricky struggling to keep her body in the car.
She felt the car derail before she saw it.
Before she saw the track behind them.
Before she saw Noel’s eyes expand and catch hers, the imminent realization and acceptance of what was happening as he and Mischa clung to each other.
Before Ricky’s mouth became a thin line, he closed his eyes and pulled Penny as close as he could.
Before Constance stopped smiling.
Before she could feel the tears in her own eyes.
Her stomach lurched, and she, Noel, and Mischa screamed bloody murder, tucking their heads as low as possible.
The fall took a terrifyingly long time.
Ocean almost thought it wouldn’t happen, so she opened her eyes. She only just made eye contact with the booth of the animatronic fortune teller and could have sworn that it looked back dolefully, with many a regret (which was impossible, she knew) before the ground hit.
In the split second before Ocean’s eyes shut, she wondered if there was any use in being right this time. It certainly hadn’t saved any of them. She couldn’t even rub it in their faces this time. It had only rendered her a scared, screaming mess, clinging to the only person who tolerated her, much less called her their friend, with the realization that, statistically speaking, they were doomed from the start.
When the screams, liquid, and sense of wrongness breached his nervous system, Noel Gruber was already doubly aware that something was terribly wrong.
He blinked twice, consequences be damned, and opened his eyes blearily, only the discover that the liquid he had felt was heaps of blood adorning the area. He tried to sit up and discovered two things:
For one, every part of his body hurt, and his ribs were not as they should be.
For another, something was holding his leg down.
He turned his head and saw that his leg (which already hurt like Christ on a goddamned bike) was trapped under Mischa. He recalled as they had fallen, clinging to him out of fear for his own life, as their screams filled his ears.
Oh, shit.
How was he alive?
Though it didn’t really matter how he’d survived, he realized. If he didn’t move, then he’d surely die for real. He braced his other foot against Mischa’s back and pushed against him.
“Hey. Hey! Wake up, man! Come on! Get… Up!”
He managed to kick Mischa off, not that it did him much good. He shook Mischa several times, muttering his name as many times as this agonized throat let him before he showed any sign of raising.
“No. Five minutes.”
“Sorry, no can do. I’m down an leg, and we’ve got a job to do.”
Perhaps at his weird phrasing, or perhaps at the breathy rasping that Noel’s voice had become, Mischa opened his eyes, and Noel moved to face him properly. Gratuitous amounts of blood covered his temples and scalp. The boy’s hand went to his head, and his eyes blew wide as he drew it away and saw that the appendage was completely drenched in blood.
“Shit.”
He looked around, and Noel could see the gears turning in his head.
“Shit…” he repeated, and Noel echoed him.
“Shit.”
Noel wavered on his good leg, as he tried to pull himself to standing up.
“Shouldn’t you two try lying down?” Noel turned and saw a few people gathering in morbid curiosity at a distance. The voice had come from a concerned middle-aged woman, and after a cursory glance, he spotted a cell phone sticking out of her sweater pocket.
As Mischa began pulling himself up, Noel stumbled forward, almost falling on his face over Ocean’s body, which made him swallow harshly.
“Whoa! Careful, son,” another voice said, but he didn’t turn to find out as he staggered to the side before finding his balance, dragging his bad leg behind him, and putting a bloodied arm on the woman’s shoulder.
“Call an ambulance,” he managed, and on second thought, added, “Please.”
The woman nodded fervently, eyes as wide as Mischa’s had been. “Yes, of course! But you really need to sit down, you could—”
“Just call… Call a doctor or something!” He said breathlessly, and began to pull Ocean away from the wreckage and the remnants of what he assumed to be the front of the cart.
However, he didn’t manage to get far, and his legs crumpled beneath him. He hissed through his teeth, and slung Ocean over his back, and crawled towards a clear area.
He was only all too aware of how much his legs were hurting as they scraped against the sharp ground. Blood from Oceans body added to the horrific scene as Noel willed himself to stay awake.
As they reached the clear area, he slid Ocean off his back, and she landed face up. Her legs were mangled, and looked punched in. He winced, and braced himself against the ground with his shaking arms. Mischa was exchanging gruff words with the onlookers, and out of the corner of his eye, Noel spotted him dragging Penny Whats-Her-Face, the new girl, from some debris.
The world was getting very blurry, like he was flitting in and out of being, until he couldn’t resist anymore, and collapsed onto his side. Taking a bit of comfort in the slight rise and fall of Ocean’s chest, the last thing he heard before his eyes shut was Mischa, about as panicked as he’d ever heard him.
#fanfiction#ride the cyclone#rtc fanfic#bad things happen bingo#bad things happen bingo 2024#noel gruber#ride the cyclone musical#ocean o'connell rosenberg#mischa bachinski#rtc ocean#rtc noel#rtc mischa#mischa rtc#ocean rtc#noel rtc#the amazing karnak#the others are obviously there too but they don't really do anything#fanfic#moth writes
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THIS IS A CONSTANCE MARKIEVICZ/GORE-BOOTH AND EVA GORE-BOOTH APPRECIATION POST (and also Esther Roper)
They were just *wipes tear* so amazing. Anyway, where is their movie already???? There'd be Irish revolutionary action, women's suffrage, art and poetry, lesbian romance. What more do you need?!?!
#i just love them a lot okay#ty to my amazing girlfriend for the book that inspired this#the prison letters of constance markievicz#eva x esther 4ever#eva gore-booth#esther roper#constance gore-booth#the countess
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The SEC pulled through with a brief mention of yet another legendary lesbian today on Irish Paper 2 (Eva Gore-Booth) amid the comprehension about good old Constance Markievicz. The only good thing about the entire paper tbh
#seth says#ireland#irish#just irish things#leaving cert#gaeilge#irish paper 2#leaving cert 2019#leaving 2019#eva gore-booth#leaving cert irish#higher level irish#constance markievicz#countess markievicz
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Joan of Arc, played by Constance Markievicz, appears before a suffragette prisoner, Kathleen Houston, c.1914
[original, uncolourised]
#international women's day#joan of arc#constance markievicz#suffragette#feminism#photography#kathleen houston#irish history#irish politics#colourised photograph#costume#constance gore booth#countess markievicz
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Dress suitably in short skirts and strong boots, leave your jewels in the bank, and buy a revolver
Fashion advice from Countess Markiewicz an officer in the Irish Citizens Army, first woman elected to the British House of Common, revolutionary nationalist, suffragette and real badass.
#countess markiewicz#constance markievicz#Constance Georgine Gore-Booth#feminism#suffragette#women's rights#suffrage movement#WWI#first dáil
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Constance Markievicz - Rebel countess
Constance Markievicz, née Gore-Booth, (1868-1927), was born in London, though her family owned an estate in County Sligo, Ireland. Instead of being a well-to-do lady, Constance wanted to become an artist and left for Paris. There she met a destitute Polish count, Casimir Dunin Markievicz and married him. She gave birth to a daughter in 1901. In 1903, the family settled in Dublin, where Constance helped establish the United Arts Club, but the couple soon became estranged.
By 1907, Constance started to fight for women’s rights. In 1908, she co-founded a scouting organization and trained young people to fight for the nationalist cause. In 1913, she joined the Irish Citizen Army, a group created to protect demonstrators from the police during the 1913 Lockout. Constance also borrowed money and sold her jewelry to feed the starving protesters.
In 1915, she advised women who wanted to be involved in the cause to:
“Dress suitably in short skirts and strong boots, leave your jewels and gold wands in the bank, and buy a revolver. Don’t trust your “feminine charm” and your capacity for getting the soft side of men, but take up your responsibilities and be prepared to go your own way depending for safety on your own courage, your own truth and your own common sense, and not on the problematic chivalry of the men you may meet on the way”.
Constance fought during the 1916 Easter rising, an Irish nationalist and republican rebellion. She was second-in-command of the forces at St. Stephen Green and one of the only two female officers in the Irish Citizen Army. Fourteen other women fought actively among the rebels. Among the insurgents, Constance and Margaret Skinnider were reportedly the best snipers among the insurgents. Constance wore trousers and carried a gun. She wrote about her part in the fight:
“This work was very exciting when the fighting began. I continued round and round the Green, reporting back anything that was wanted, or tackling any sniper that was particularly objectionable”.
The rebels were forced to surrender after six days. Constance refused at first, but had to give up. She kissed her revolver before handling it to her foes. On may 4, she was tried and sentenced to be executed, but her sentence was commuted to life imprisonment on behalf of her sex. When learning of the verdict she said: “I do wish your lot had the decency to shoot me”.
She was, however, released in 1917 and became the first woman elected to the parliament, in Britain and Ireland and later, as minister of Labour, the second female cabinet minister anywhere in the world.
She fought again during the 1922-1923 Irish civil war. A rifleman who fought by her side gave the following account:
“It made my position in the shelter of the cornice as dangerous a one as you could find. I was due for relief and I wasn’t sorry for that. But when my relief came, who was it but Madame (Constance) (...) I didn’t like the idea of a woman taking over that position. But Madame just waved me to one side with that imperious air she could put when she wanted to have her own way. She slipped into what little shelter there was, carrying with her an automatic Parabellum Pistol (...). I couldn’t rightly say how long she was up there, for I was so tired that I drowsed off to sleep. But when I woke up, the first thing I noticed was something different in the sound of the firing. The steady, continuous rattle of fire that I learned to pick out from the sound of rifle and machine gun fire up and down the street had ceased; the sniper’s post in Henry Street was silent”.
Constance died in 1927, at the age of 59, officially from appendicitis. By then, she had given almost all her fortune to the poor. She received official funerals in Dublin.
Bibliography:
Banerjee Sikata, Muscular Nationalism: Gender, Violence, and Empire in India and Ireland, 1914-2004
“Constance Markievicz”, Women’s museum of Ireland
Cook Bernard, “Constance Markievicz”, in: Cook Bernard (ed.), Women and war: an historical encyclopedia from antiquity to the present
Naughton Lindie, Markievicz: A Most Outrageous Rebel
Sigillito Gina, The Daughters Of Maeve: 50 Irish Women Who Changed World
#Constance Markievicz#20th century#ireland#irish history#women in history#history#warrior women#badass women#women's history#historyblr#military history#photography#war#history edit
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Are there any Irish history books that you'd recommend? I've been meaning to do some reading for ages and your posts inspired me to check some stuff out from the library. I'd be especially interested in Irish feminism and wonder if there's been any books out about the abortion referendum in 2018. Thank you! Love your blog and hope you're doing well!
Thank you for the sweet message! :)
For books on Irish history (which can get complicated as you try to decide “What is Ireland?” which is something that the Irish and the Gaelophonie have struggled with for ages):
-Modern Ireland 1600-1972
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The Irish Story: Telling Tales and Making It Up in Ireland
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Luck and the Irish: A Brief History of Change from 1970 by R.F. Foster
-States of Ireland by Conor Cruise O’Brien
-Inventing Ireland: The Literature of the Modern Nation by Declan Kiberd
-Armed Struggle: A History of the IRA by Richard English
-Ship of Fools, How Stupidity And Corruption Sank The Celtic Tiger by Fintan O’Toole
There are other more comprehensive/formal histories of Ireland but I don’t usually like to recommend reference books like that in these circumstances.
For Irish feminism/women’s history in Ireland/gender studies in Ireland:
-Occasions of Sin: Sex and Society in Modern Ireland by Diarmaid Ferriter
-The Politics of Sexual Morality in Ireland by Chrystel Hu
-Gender and Power in Irish History edited by Maryann Gialanella Valiulis
-Locked in the Family Cell: Gender, Sexuality, and Political Agency in Irish National Discourse by Kathryn A. Conrad
-Markievicz: Prison Letters and Rebel Writings edited by Lindie Naughton
- Constance Markievicz: Irish Revolutionary by Anne M. Haverty
-Sisters Against the Empire: Countess Constance Markievicz and Eva Gore-Booth, 1916-1917 by Patrick Quigley
-Bold, Brilliant and Bad: Irish Women from History and Wild Irish Women: Extraordinary Lives from History by Marian Broderick
-Cottage to crèche: Family change in Ireland by Finola Kennedy
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-Everybody Matters: My Life Giving Voice by Mary Robinson (Ireland’s first female President - not technically a history but just a really good book and a really interesting look at her life and particularly the pre-Presidential period)
-Here’s the Story: A Memoir by Mary McAleese (Ireland’s second female President, who succeeded the first, and is one of my favorite political figures for a number of reasons)
-The Country Girls by Edna O’Brien (not history technically but incredibly important to the development of the Irish women’s liberation movement and also just very good)
As far as I know and can tell, there aren’t any books out yet on the abortion referendum, just maybe some academic articles.
Yvonne Galligan has been an editor on/contributed articles about gender equality and women’s roles in Irish politics and I’ve seen her recommended quite a bit - Politics and Gender in Ireland: The Quest for Political Agency and Contesting Politics: Women in Ireland, North and South are 2 that might be helpful/interesting.
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the gore-booth sisters are fascinating historical figures tbh……
constance was a countess, a revolutionary, a politician, a socialist, an occasional crossdresser, a sniper, and a painter!!!! eva was a union trade organizer, a poet, a social worker, and a theologian!!!! who else has that range!!!! and they both left their wealthy ancestral estate to pursue their own interests!!!!
#i’m not saying they were perfect and the fact they’re my relatives may make me biased#but they had some very interesting qualities#constance chose to die in a public ward ‘among the poor where she ought to be’#and when she was arrested for the Easter uprising she basically said ‘you cowards shoulda killed me like you did my friends’#haleylyfe#constance gore-booth#eva gore-booth#irish history#they were also suffragettes but suffragettes have a very iffy history
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#OTD in 1927 – Death of Constance, Countess Markiewicz, politician, revolutionary nationalist and suffragette.
#OTD in 1927 – Death of Constance, Countess Markiewicz, politician, revolutionary nationalist and suffragette.
Born in London, her father was a philanthropist, Henry Gore-Booth. He was an Arctic explorer and a landlord in the west of Ireland, who was married to Georgina May Hill, of Tickhill Castle, York, England. Constance was educated at the family estate in Lissadell, Co Sligo. She was noted as a fine horsewoman who had an excellent shot.
Inspired by William Butler Yeats, she became interested in Irish…
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#1916 Easter Rising#Co. Sligo#Countess Constance Markiewic#Dublin#England#Eva Gore-Booth#Fianna Fáil#Glasnevin Cemetery#Gore-Booth#Inghinidhe na hEireann#Irish politician#Lissadell#London#Nationalist#revolutionary#St Stephen’s Green#Suffragette
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who are some of your favourite historical women? or that's probably too broad, so specifically in Europe?
My first instinct was just to say 'all of the matildas' but I guess I can go a little more specific.
Unfortunately most of my historical knowledge is OF Europe, but on the other hand I guess that's fortunate for this ask? IDK. Disclaimer: 'favorite historical women' here does not mean 'I think they were saintly, actually' it just means I like reading about them.
I have a soft spot for Caterina Sforza due to the whole 'holding the papal election hostage' thing.
Catherine of Aragon, Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour, Anne of Cleves, Kathryn Howard, and Katherine Parr. Sorry ma'am's y'all ALL deserved better, Six does not really make up for it.
Emma of Normandy's pretty interesting.
I've talked before about basically all the ladies involved in the war of the roses.
Máel Muire, irish queen noted in the annals of ulster (? It's BEEN A BIT I'm sorry I'm also writing this from a couch on my phone on vacation)
Constance Gore-Booth, pretty cool lady (bonus for badass quotes)
Brigid of Kildare (yes the saint)(no not because she's a saint)
Maria Edgeworth, whose writing I keep meaning to read
Jenni Wyse Power
Joan of Kent
Eleanor of Aquitaine
Katherine Swynford
Varied Augustas
Anyway this is by no means an exhaustive list for obvious reasons I read entirely too much english history clearly but SO IT GOES.
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Worth Emulating
Eighteen years ago this week, the contents of Lissadell, County Sligo were sold at auction by Christie’s. The house was once family home to Constance Gore-Booth (otherwise known as Countess Markievicz), a key participants in the Easter Rising, the first woman to be elected to the Westminster Parliament (although she declined to take her seat there), and subsequently the first woman in the world…
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#Architectural History#County Sligo#Georgian Architecture#Historic Interiors#Irish Country House#Lissadell#The Big House
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Constance Georgine Markievicz, née Gore-Booth (1868 – 1927)
was an Irish politician, revolutionary, nationalist, suffragette and socialist. [X]
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