Ant-Christ

From David Wojnarowicz's "A Fire in My Belly" video, pulled from the National Portrait Gallery in 2010

Little Riding Red Hood & Grandma

Red hood

Thinking difficult thoughts

Another of God's greatest gifts: the ability to doubt, to think difficult thoughts and weigh conflicting options with clarity and subtlety.

Joe Klein
Time.com, Thursday, Aug. 05, 2010

http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,2008733,00.html?xid=newsletter-daily#ixzz0vkAOIUQ9

Future anxiety

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,

And all our yesterdays have lighted
fools the way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more

it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Macbeth
Act 5 Scene 5
Words of Macbeth

Tom Paine

Thomas Paine, the greatest pamphleteer in history, a hero of both the American and French revolutions and allegedly the first person to write the words "the United States of America," died a penniless drunk in Manhattan. Only six people attended his funeral, and a popular nursery rhyme at the time of his death went:

Poor Tom Paine! There he lies:
Nobody laughs and nobody cries
Where he has gone or how he fares
Nobody knows and nobody cares

Even after death, Paine couldn't catch a break. Some ten years later, overzealous journalist and Paine fan William Cobbett, exhumed Paine's body and shipped it to England where he hoped to build a proper memorial. Cobbett couldn't raise the money needed, so Paine remained in a trunk in his attic. After Cobbett's death, Paine's remains disappeared. Legend has it that his bones were turned into buttons, though in the 1930s, one woman in Brighton claimed to have his jawbone. Poor Tom Paine!

in TIME