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Kennedy was banned from entering the army, but far be it from him to allow anything to stop him. So, he had his dad pull some strings and he got into the navy. He eventually became a lieutenant in the navy. Today, he has an aircraft carrier named after him.
Hello sailor…
(via historical-nonfiction)
Jacques d’Adelswärd-Fersen (1880-1923) was a French poet and novelist who was convicted in Paris for “inciting youth to commit debauchery”. Fersen (above) then fled from France to the Island of Capri, Italy and built a villa there, “dedicated to the youth of love”. The Island of Capri had also attracted other homosexual and bisexual men, such as Oscar Wilde and Alfred Douglas. This villa was called “Villa Lysis”, where he lived with his lover Nino Cesarini (below). The two edited a literary magazine which was meant to be a subtle defense of homosexual love, called “Akademos”.
Portrait of Nino Cesarini by Paul Hocker, 1904.
An account of their relationship was written by Roger Peyrefitte, 1959.
If you could still be convicted in Paris for “inciting youth to commit debauchery” then I would be in jail by now.
Ummm….I don’t know how much inciting would really be necessary. That face, debauchery, okay, let’s go.
runforyourlifeifyoucan writes:
Lt. J. B. Washington and Second Lt. George Custer. Double cute. This picture was taken after Washington was captured as a Confederate prisoner. Washington and Custer were ex-classmates and friends. Custer is best known for The Battle of Little Bighorn, aka “Custer’s Last Stand,” part of the Great Sioux War. Custer lost his life and his regiment suffered a severe defeat.
Sad story, no? All I can say is, at least they were good lookin’.
Well all I can say is: Goddamn, boy! This confederate prisoner guy must have seceded from the union because it just couldn’t handle all that sexy. Also, I love that Custer was like, “Oh hey, I know that guy! Yeah, the one in handcuffs! We went to school together. Here, let’s get a picture!”
Who does that.
Nikola Tesla. Inventor. Engineer. Stone cold fox.
Hey girl. I’m feeling a lot of electromagnetism between us. You want to come upstairs and transfer some wireless energy with me?
(Thanks to Terri for the submission.)
Our Submitter Erin says:
Honestly, one of the best-looking presidents that America has ever had, not to mention the outstanding work he had accomplished during his presidency. He may not be one of the most conventionally beautiful males around, but he sure was a looker!
Look at him chop that wood!
And you know, I’m inclined to agree. I’ve always been a sucker for tall guys, beards, and acknowledgment of moral ambiguity.
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(I’m working on an update, I promise.)
(via fuckyeahbusterkeaton)
The handsome young man is a young Robert E. Lee.
So, way back in 1861, my buddy Abe Lincoln was like, “Yo Robbie. You wanna control the whole entire Union Army even though you’re from Virginia which is leaning towards not being in the Union anymore? You’re just such an awesome army dude, I think you’d do a good job.” And Robert E. Lee was like, “no,” and fought for the Confederacy even though he disagreed with secession purely out of loyalty to his state.
Forget wanting to tap that, I want to marry that! If he showed that kind of loyalty to his state, I’m pretty sure he’d be awesome at committed relationships. (But I also would like to tap that.)
Fun Facts:
He married George Washington’s Step-Great-Granddaughter.
He and Ulysses S. Grant were tight during the Mexican-American War.
His estate is what is now Arlington National Cemetery.
Dylan Thomas, a Welsh poet who wrote poetry that was not in Welsh. Copious drinker, young genius, radio performer. I like his style. Both personal style (that ascot! dayum!) and writing style:
“Do not go gentle into that good night.” Well, Mr. Thomas. I do have another idea of what you can go gentle into…
WOW! That’s really nice of you, and I appreciate your firm morals in not nominating inaccurately. But let’s take a look, shall we?
I would like to draw your attention to the definition of the word recount. According to my dashboard widget, it means “to tell someone about something.”
Look, I may not tell you a whole lot of “facts” or “dates” or use “reputable sources.” It’s mostly just innuendos. But I do certainly tell someone (you) about something (the important information that some historical people were hot).
So I would be honored to be nominated in the Historical category. (For the history purists out there, might you consider the Humor category?) And I will try to send some sexy ghosts your way in lieu of a thank you note.
Jack. Fucking. Johnson. As a truly magnificent boxer, he mashed men’s brains in on a regular basis. And I don’t know about you, but I am kind of turned on by mashed brains.
He also had a certain determination that I find quite attractive. He became the first African-American World Heavyweight Boxing Champion after following the current champion around the world for two years and harassing him in front of the press. Two years? That’s my kind of stamina. I’d like Jack Johnson to whip the Great White Hope with me for 15 rounds, if you know what I mean.
