So I wanted to see if the illustrious John Green and/or his no less illustrious brother Hank Green would signal boost the kickstarter for a theater project I am a part of, but asks don’t let you include links (and even asking via internets makes me a little star-struck).
But rumor (and by rumor, I mean tumblr) has it that Mr. Green (which one? both?) may or may not search himself on tumblr. So here goes.
Dear Messers Green,
I was wondering if you are ever willing to signal-boost for (we hope) made of awesome projects. I don’t want to abuse your generosity (I have a feeling you get asked for this sort of thing on a daily, if not hourly basis), but if you are interested or willing to support an infant theater company, would you give this a reblog.
We are small group of college grads trying to perform our first “real world” play in the Kansas City Fringe Festival. Although not directly nerdfighter related, much of the second act was written with vlogbrothers playing in the background.
German Nazis tried to eliminate homosexuals as part of the “final solution” to “cleanse” their society of “undesirable elements” like Jews, Gypsies…and gays. An exhibit, Nazi Persecution of Homosexuals 1933-1945, documenting that aspect of the Nazi policy, will be displayed from April 2 through May 11 at the Elmer L. Andersen Library at the University of Minnesota.
“This is the living dynamic story of how human beings continue to be labeled, dismissed, and marginalized,” said SCSU religious studies Professor Joseph A. Edelheit. “This is not just history. History is dismissible. Do not think that this chapter is done.”
We can’t jump from skyscrapers like River Song or point guns at CIA agents like Irene Adler, however much we admire them for it. But we can be thoughtful and we can be kind. We can choose a career we love and we can be a friend to someone who needs us. I can’t hope to be Irene or River, but I can be Molly. I would rather be Molly.
Molly Hooper is important because she’s not just my hero, but my sister’s as well, and the hero of a hundred other girls who look at her and think, that’s the woman I’d like to see in the mirror. Perhaps she’s even more important to the girls – quiet, kind, stumbling over their words and wishing they could be as cool as River Song – who already see her there.
Fall in love with the process and the results will follow. You’ve got to want to act more than you want to be an actor. You’ve got to want to do whatever you want to do more than you want to be whatever you want to be, want to write more than you want to be a writer, want to heal more than you want to be a doctor, want to teach more than you want to be a teacher, want to serve more than you want to be a politician. Life is too challenging for external rewards to sustain us. The joy is in the journey.