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05/30/2026

BREAKING🚨 A high school senior just took $10,000 from CBS on live TV — and then used his acceptance speech to call out the network for whitewashing genocide and selling out real journalism. 😳

At the News & Documentary Emmys in New York, 18-year-old student journalist Santiago Campos walked on stage to accept the Mike Wallace Memorial Scholarship, funded by CBS News and named after the legendary 60 Minutes bulldog.

He thanked the network for the “generous gift” toward his education. Then, with CBS executives in the room, he pivoted: “I want to also acknowledge how the recent direction of the outlet stains the legacy of Mike Wallace, the namesake of this scholarship.” The room erupted in applause.

Campos didn’t stop there. He talked about “corporate elites” seizing control of the “pipes through which our information flows,” making journalism that truly serves people “harder to come by, yet ever more crucial.” And he put a name to what so many viewers have seen from Bari Weiss–era CBS: segments that won’t say “genocide” when talking about Gaza, platforms handed to election deniers and fascists in the name of “balance,” silence in the face of blatant lies.

“If at any time you hesitate to utter the word ‘genocide’ or remain silent in the face of blatant lies,” he said, “remember to ask yourself: Who is this for? I hope you choose us.”

The most stunning part may have been the response in the room. Veteran CBS anchor Scott Pelley, who handed him the award, wrapped him in an embrace and told him, “God, we need young people like you right behind us… I know that Mike Wallace is looking down at you with pride at this very moment.”

It was a tiny crack in the corporate mask: a legend of broadcast news effectively blessing a kid for calling out his own bosses’ capitulation.

Campos isn’t some random hothead. His winning work was a deeply reported story on immigration enforcement and the fear tearing through his own community. He’s already been honored by the National Press Club for coverage of how U.S. policy hits real families. In other words, he did the work, earned the mic, and then used those few seconds not to flatter power, but to confront it.

That’s what real journalism is supposed to look like: tell the truth, especially to the people signing the checks. An 18-year-old just modeled more courage in a two-minute speech than some network executives have shown in an entire career.

The question he asked CBS — Who is this for? — is the question every newsroom in America should have to answer, out loud. 🙌🤩❤️‍🔥

05/19/2026

Call to artists: Design artwork for Portland Avenue Park

Parks Tacoma Public Art Program

Deadline: June 8, 2026 11:59PM
Budget: $10,000 design and consultation fee

Artwork Opportunity:

Parks Tacoma is looking for an artist or artist team to design site-responsive artwork for Portland Ave Park, specifically, digital vector graphics for potential application as several small art interventions (such as concrete stamps or metal inlays) throughout the new splash pad and spray park areas. The art designs should be relevant to the cultural and historical significance of the park space and appropriate for a “sprayground” water play area.

The selected artist or artist team will coordinate closely with the architectural and engineering design team, Mithun, to recommend integrations of the artwork into the specific planned improvements. The project will also include engagement with staff, local community members, and the Puyallup Tribe. The selected artist or artist team will recommend fabrication and installation techniques for applications using the designs they produce but they will not be responsible for the final implementation. The selected artist or artist team will provide the final, approved digital art designs to Parks Tacoma, and the fabrication itself will be managed by the Park District.

Artist Eligibility:

Applicants must reside in Pierce County
Applicants cannot be an employee, advisory council member, or Park Board commissioner of Parks Tacoma
Applicants must be over 18 years of age
Before starting work, the chosen artist(s) must have:
General Liability Insurance
People who are members of historically disenfranchised racial, ethnic, cultural, and other identity groups, including artists from Puyallup, Coast Salish, and/or the other tribes of the Pacific Northwest, are encouraged to apply.

For more info and to apply, please go to:

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05/18/2026

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05/17/2026

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05/17/2026

For more than a decade, Scarlett Johansson played Natasha Romanoff, the character known as Black Widow. She appeared in nine Marvel films across that run. Quiet, lethal, deeply loyal, the kind of character fans waited years to finally see in her own solo movie.
That solo movie was supposed to arrive in May 2020.
Then the pandemic happened.
The film, simply called Black Widow, was postponed several times. By the time it was finally released on July 9, 2021, the entire economics of the movie business had been turned upside down. Theaters were still recovering. Streaming was suddenly the future. And the studios were quietly rewriting the rules of how films would be released.
What most people did not know is that the contract Scarlett Johansson had signed years earlier was very specific about how Black Widow would come out.
It was supposed to get a wide, exclusive theatrical release. Her guaranteed payment was $20 million, but the real money was always meant to come from the back end. If the film performed well at the box office, her bonuses would multiply. Tens of millions of dollars depended on theater tickets, not living rooms.
Then Disney made a decision that would change Hollywood.
In March 2021, the company announced that Black Widow would be released simultaneously in theaters and on its streaming service, Disney+, where subscribers could rent it for an extra $30 through a feature called Premier Access. Johansson's representatives had been asking for months whether the contract terms would be honored. According to her lawsuit, the answer kept being some version of "we'll figure it out." They never did.
The film opened on July 9, 2021. It grossed $80 million in theaters in its first weekend. By Marvel standards, that was modest. Disney quickly announced a second number to celebrate: another $60 million in opening-weekend revenue through Disney+ Premier Access. Eventually, total Premier Access revenue for the film would reach roughly $125 million.
For Disney, this was a victory. For Johansson, it was a serious problem. Every viewer who paid $30 to watch at home was a viewer who did not buy a theater ticket. And her bonuses were tied exclusively to those theater tickets. Industry estimates put her lost backend pay at around $50 million.
On July 29, 2021, she did something almost no major movie star had publicly done before. She filed a lawsuit. Not behind closed doors. Not through quiet negotiation. A full breach of contract suit in Los Angeles Superior Court, seeking around $50 million from one of the most powerful entertainment companies on Earth.
Disney's response was brutal.
In an unusually aggressive public statement, the company called the suit "sad and distressing," noted that Johansson had already been paid $20 million, and accused her of showing "callous disregard" for the global pandemic. The implication was hard to miss. She was being painted as greedy.
The industry pushed back almost immediately.
Bryan Lourd, her agent and a co-chairman of Creative Artists Agency, publicly called Disney's statement a misogynistic attack. Other actors spoke out. SAG-AFTRA, the union representing film and television performers, expressed concern. Industry insiders pointed out that other studios, like Warner Bros., had already quietly paid hundreds of millions of dollars to actors and producers to make similar streaming pivots go smoothly. Disney had chosen confrontation instead. They had chosen the wrong person to confront.
For 63 days, Hollywood watched.
This was no longer just about one film, one star, or one pandemic. It was about an entire industry trying to figure out what contracts even meant in a world where movies could appear in two places at once. It was about the new economics of streaming. It was about whether a promise made in one era could simply be ignored when the era changed.
On September 30, 2021, the two sides settled out of court. Terms were never publicly confirmed, but multiple reports estimated that Johansson received roughly $40 million on top of her original salary. The tone of the public statements from both sides changed dramatically. Now there was talk of mutual respect, of upcoming projects, of continuing collaboration.
The lawsuit was over. The impact was not.
Inside the industry, studios quietly rewrote contracts. Streaming clauses became standard. Backend payments started getting language to account for hybrid releases. Talent agencies began insisting on clear definitions of what "theatrical release" actually meant. Other stars who had felt cheated by similar pivots used Johansson's case as leverage.
She had spent ten years playing a hero on screen. In 2021, she became one in a different way. Not with a fight scene. Not with a stunt. Just with a contract, a lawyer, and a refusal to be talked out of her own word.
Sometimes courage looks like jumping off a building in a harness.
Sometimes it looks like standing up to your own employer when nobody else in the room will say what everyone is thinking.
In both cases, the cost is real. And in both cases, that is what makes the moment matter.

05/11/2026

Just two months before Star Wars opened in theaters, a small ILM crew flew to Guatemala to shoot the jungle plates that would become Yavin IV, the Rebel base planet in A New Hope.

George Lucas was in England at the time, and things at ILM were calm enough that only one camera crew was needed back home. So Richard Edlund, Richard Alexander, and translator-guide Pepi Lenzi took on the mission. They had Joe Johnston storyboards to follow, but the trip itself was far from glamorous. They traveled with around 1,200 pounds of luggage, including thirty-five cases of camera equipment, and eventually boarded an old DC-3 plane to reach Tikal. According to Richard Alexander, the plane had only a few seats, boxes and chickens inside, not enough seat belts, and landed on a muddy jungle runway.

Once they arrived, they stayed at the Jungle Inn, a place made up of small grass-hut rooms, surrounded by peacocks, snakes, heat, rain, and heavy humidity. The next day, eight guides led them several miles through the jungle to find the right temple angle. They eventually climbed one of the old pyramids, believed to be Temple III, to match Lucas’s storyboards. The ledge was hundreds of feet up and only about six feet wide, which made hauling all the camera equipment up there a nightmare.

One of the funniest details is how they created the Rebel lookout post. It was not some expensive sci-fi prop. It was basically two $28 trash cans joined together, mounted on an aluminum pole with guide wires. They had even tested it earlier at Sepulveda Dam, where police stopped to stare at them because someone was sitting in a trash can twenty feet in the air.

When they finally set it up on the temple, nobody wanted to climb into it at first. A local went up, then Richard Alexander did it, admitting it was scary looking down from that height. Later, model maker Lorne Peterson arrived in Tikal and was also talked into climbing into the lookout nest. He even dressed as the Rebel lookout, holding what was supposed to be a futuristic tracking device — but in reality, it was just a Minolta spot meter with tubes and batteries taped to it so it would look more sci-fi.

The whole Guatemala shoot lasted around five days, with the team away for eight. And after all the jungle travel, old planes, muddy runways, snakes, temple climbs, and trash-can props, Alexander joked that the worst part was actually getting a flat tire on the San Diego Freeway on the way back, with all their luggage in the truck.

So the Yavin IV scenes that look so grand in A New Hope came from a very strange real-world adventure: a tiny crew, ancient temples, jungle humidity, dangerous ledges, and a Rebel lookout post made from garbage cans.

05/04/2026

🎬🤖 AI can help make the movie… but it can’t win the Oscar

The Academy Awards aren’t banning AI from filmmaking — but they’ve drawn a clear line.

👉 AI tools can still be used behind the scenes
👉 But awards depend on real human contribution

Under the updated approach:

🎭 Performances must come from actual actors (with consent)
✍️ Scripts need meaningful human authorship
🚫 Fully AI-generated work won’t qualify for nominations or wins

So yes, AI can assist…

But it can’t take the spotlight — at least for now.

It’s a move aimed at protecting creativity, authorship, and the people behind the art.

But it also raises a bigger question:

Is this protecting the craft… or just slowing down what’s coming next? 👀

05/04/2026

Super Mario, one of the most iconic video game characters in history, was named after a real person. According to FOX 11 Los Angeles, the character was originally called “Jumpman” when he appeared in Donkey Kong by Nintendo. At the time, Nintendo of America was renting a warehouse in Tukwila, Washington, from a local real estate developer named Mario Segale.

According to ComicBook.com, Segale once confronted Nintendo’s president Minoru Arakawa over overdue rent. After that encounter, the developers decided to rename Jumpman “Mario” in honor of their landlord. The story was later detailed in Game Over:
How Nintendo Conquered the World.

Segale’s appearance also matched the Italian-American look Nintendo envisioned—short, stocky, and dark-haired—similar to the plumber who would go on to star in countless games. He never sought attention for the connection, but in a 1993 interview with The Seattle Times, he joked, “You might say I’m still waiting for my royalty checks.” He passed away in 2018 at age 84, but his name remains part of gaming history.

05/04/2026

"Three Oscars. Zero compromises. She built a legendary career by refusing to pretend." 🤩👍🎥🎬🎭

The woman on stage held her third Oscar, and Hollywood still didn't know what to make of her.
Frances McDormand never played by their rules. Not when she started. Not when she won. Not ever.
Adopted as an infant by a minister and his wife in small-town Illinois, she grew up in a household where honesty wasn't negotiable.
Her parents didn't raise her to perform. They raised her to stand firm, even when the ground beneath her shifted.
Yale Drama School came next, filled with students hungry for fame.
Frances wanted something else entirely. She wanted roles that left marks, characters who felt like people you'd actually meet.
1984 brought her to a film set in Texas, working for two unknown brothers making their first movie.
Joel Coen directed. His brother Ethan produced. The film was "Blood Simple," dark and strange and nothing like anything else.
Joel saw what Frances refused to hide. The rough edges. The refusal to smooth herself down.
They married, and she kept her name, kept her approach, kept pushing.
Then 1996 arrived with Marge Gunderson.
A pregnant police chief in frozen Minnesota, investigating murders while wearing a puffy parka and sensible boots.
Most actresses would've run from it.
Frances ran toward it.
She made Marge real. Waddling through crime scenes, eating at buffets, speaking with that thick accent. When she told a criminal that there's more to life than money, audiences believed her because Frances made you believe her.
The first Oscar came in 1997.
She thanked her adoptive parents on that stage. Not her agent. Not her team. The people who taught her that authenticity matters more than applause.
Years passed. She played a mother on tour with a rock band. A coal miner facing down harassment.
Each role dug deeper into what Hollywood usually avoided.
2017 gave her Mildred Hayes. A mother whose daughter was murdered, who rented three billboards to shame the police into action.
Mildred was fury personified. Profane. Uncompromising. Everything women are told not to be on screen.
Frances won her second Oscar and used her speech to introduce two words that rattled the industry: inclusion rider.
Then came "Nomadland" in 2021.
A woman living in a van, working Amazon warehouses, belonging nowhere and everywhere. No vanity. No glamour. Just a stripped-down human searching for meaning in America's margins.
Oscar number three.
Only a handful of actors in cinema history have won three leading performance Academy Awards.
Frances earned her place by never chasing what everyone else wanted. She chased the difficult conversations. The roles that scared people. The truth that makes you uncomfortable.
She still lives away from Hollywood's center. Still shows up in simple clothes. Still says what she means.
In an industry built on pretending, Frances McDormand built a legacy on refusing to pretend at all.
Think about what she rejected: the pressure to be glamorous, to be young, to be agreeable, to play safe roles that wouldn't challenge audiences.
She could have smoothed her accent, lost weight for roles, played ingénues and romantic leads.
Instead, she played pregnant police chiefs and grieving mothers and homeless drifters, and won three Oscars doing it.
Frances McDormand proved that the most powerful thing you can be is exactly who you are.