Canada plans to make a claim to the north pole in an effort to assert its sovereignty in the resource-rich Arctic, the country’s foreign affairs minister has said.

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Tell me again why we have an army? This shall not stand!

Hulk saw a phrase pop up again and again in the national dialogue calling Fast Six ‘not a good movie, but an enjoyable one.’ And Hulk couldn’t disagree more.

We have somehow become a culture that only equates good with overt seriousness. Which is a shame because Hulk would argue the last two Fast movies, while incredibly dumb on so many levels, are still two of the most functional summer popcorn movies that Hulk has seen in, like, years.

You may laugh at that word ‘functional,’ but to Hulk it’s one of the best words in all of moviedom. It means the film works dammit. It means it is engineered properly and does exactly what it sets out to do.

They dramatize all the stakes and spell out exactly what’s happening without a hint of obfuscation. They make overtly sexual movies that at least have the dignity to give their female characters agency and independence outside of scotch-taping them to the men’s stories. They are movies that know how to execute all the basics flawlessly and Hulk would argue that’s the reason they’ve become ridiculously popular and beloved. It’s because they are coherent, clear, classically told stories.

It’s because they actually are good movies.

—Film Crit Hulk takes a break from dismantling Man of Steel to put my feels into words (via fireland)

Everybody has limits. Even Divine had limits; the first time he met Richard Simmons, he felt homophobic.

—John Waters (This Filthy World)

Imported to Kenya for 15 cents, resold and sold again for 45. Then someone got 12 cents to cut it up, 18 cents to tailor it and 14 cents to wash and iron the shirt. Finally a vendor bought it for $1.20, to hawk it off to its future wearer who, for some $2 to $3, owns an bespoke, artisanal Motörhead shirt whose tag says XL but fits like a small, with a cheerful blue collar and some rather jaunty yellow sleeves.

To all the fashion boutiques looking for next summer’s big thing, I suggest the flight to Nairobi at 2:30 tomorrow afternoon.

Some find the whole notion of an art market to be distasteful. Michael Findlay, author of “The Value of Art,” and a director at the Acquavella Galleries in New York, said: “What I believe in is the social and aesthetic value of art. We live in a society where everything is so monetized, the only way people can talk about art is in terms of money.”

from “Record Prices Mask a Tepid Market for Fine Art”

Marion Stokes died with a secret.

She’d been recording the television news. All the news, on all the channels, all the time.

For most of 35 years.

By 2012, when Stokes died at her home on Rittenhouse Square, she had filled roughly 140,000 videocassettes with about a million hours of programming.

(via Philly.com)

This woman sounds awesome.