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I think I never showed this here, so here it is !! I'm sorry for not being active ;w;
Also, my drawings look a little different because I used a tablet this time ! Yeh I bought a new one in like December eheh, I always used my phone to draw up till now !
This is only my interpretation of Link and Zelda's inner thoughts, if it doesn't fit your headcanon, it's totally okay !
Boy do you mourn because not even going back will mean you get to wake up here again?
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do you think the catholic church effectively utilized wokeness by funneling money into the colonization and rape of the americas after issuing the doctrine of discovery which effectively legalized the subjugation of indigenous peoples?
Night Watch is one of Sir Terry’s most hopeless novels - and, by the same token, because of the same things, one of his most hopeful.
It’s a parody - and I use that word very loosely, because there’s really nothing funny about it - of Les Miserables. It’s about a failed revolution, and a barricade, and the people who fought and died there for nothing. Nothing changes. Politics with a capital P goes on, and even the most pure and noble of intentions only becomes food for the pit of snakes who pull the strings. The powerful remain powerful, the powerless, despite their solidarity, their desperation, their violence, their hope, remain powerless. Their little lives don’t count at all. Things continue exactly as they always have, minus a few faces in the crowd.
It is also, I think, where we see Sam Vimes at his lowest. Sure, Thud! does similar things in stripping him down, but that is under an outside influence, and he has his family to think of. He has something to fight for.
In Night Watch, though, all of that is taken away. Sam Vimes, eternal cynic, for once has Cassandraic knowledge that his cynicism is absolutely founded. He knows how this will end, and there’s no Corporal Carrot to make the world magically better around him, no Sybil and Young Sam to push through for, no city to protect. The absolute best that he can expect is to succeed, and lose that family, that future, forever. The absolute worst? He dies. Everyone he cares about here dies. And it’s all in vain.
Sam Vimes is an alcoholic. It’s something that we tend to bring up when we’re talking about how amazing he is, how much he’s overcome, but gloss over otherwise. Which is a little sad, because it’s fundamental.
Sam Vimes faced this exact dragon, years ago. Sam Vimes saw there was no way to slay it. He saw the ants eating at the heart of every hope, every effort. He saw the first man he really knew as a good and kind and just - but never passive, never weak - man die, horribly, slain for no reason but petty grudge and Politics. He saw John Keel’s garden wither and die in its bed. He saw the hope of a better, brighter Ankh-Morpork squelched, and the sacrifice of a good man wasted. He saw the world, in all of its rotting, miserable, pestilent despair, spoiling every good thing that dared show its face, its only ordering principle the slow decay of entropy.
Young Sam Vimes had no anchor. Young Sam Vimes had nothing left to turn to but the bottom of a bottle and the smelliest part of an Ankh-Morpork gutter.
Sam Vimes, as of the events of Night Watch, is back there. Not only physically temporally displaced. He has nothing. There is no reason for him to stand up, to take on the role of John Keel, to take responsibility for the barricade, to try to bring Carcer back to justice. To fight the doomed fight. There is nothing between him and finding a quiet seat at the Broken Drum, ordering himself a pint, and giving up. There is nothing between him and despair.
But he gets up anyway. He intervenes anyway. He tries to help anyway, even when he can’t believe it will make any difference. And it doesn’t, in the end.
Except that people lived who, save for the actions of John Keel, would have died. Except it quite literally meant the world to them.
And that’s where the hope is hiding, in this hopeless, bleak, despair of a book. There is no glory. There is no revolution. There is no good thing that cannot be corrupted. There is no point. Except.
The Disc turns on the ‘except’. Always has. Always will.
The hope across the whole arc of Discworld is that things can, if good people try very, very hard, go from extremely awful to only very awful, and that’s worth it.
Overall, the Discworld series is very hopeful about the grand scheme of things and the effect people, no matter how small, can have on it. But Night Watch is not about that. Night Watch is about what happens when ‘things’ don’t get better. When the grand scheme of things isn’t impacted at all, either way, by the actions of individual people. Night Watch is about what happens when the hope runs out. When the ‘worth it’ runs out. When all that’s left to do is save what little you can, because you can.
That’s why there are no monuments to the Glorious Heroes of Treacle Mine Road. In the grand scheme of things, nothing they did mattered. But they are remembered, because they need to be remembered. Because sometimes what we do does not matter.
And when that happens, all that matters is what we do.
Okay no I need to talk about the book version of Howl's Moving Castle. I love the movie but the book has such a different vibe and you, yes you, should read it.
Movie Howl is a soulful and quiet. Book Howl is a drama queen and Causing Problems and has a long string of jilted exes and couldn't shut up if you paid him.
Sophie and Howl drive each other up the wall at the beginning and it's really funny. Sophie and Howl are (despite themselves) very much in love by the end and they still drive each other up the wall and it's even funnier.
In the movie, Howl has been ordered by the king to participate in The War, and Howl is avoiding it because he is a brave conscientious objector. In the book, Howl has been ordered by the king to rescue his lost brother from the Witch of the Wastes, and Howl is avoiding it by any means necessary because he is a cowardly weasel who wants to stay as far from the Witch as possible.
In the movie, the Witch cursed Sophie because she was jealous about Howl speaking to Sophie for five minutes. In the book, the Witch cursed Sophie because Sophie had been doing surprisingly powerful magic for years without knowing it and it was actually starting to cut into the Witch's plans. (Sophie does not discover any of this until nearly the end of the book, but the reader can start to pick it up much earlier and the way Sophie's magic works is pretty darn cool.)
In the movie, there's a rumor that Howl eats the hearts of maidens, but this is implied to be nothing but nasty fearmongering. In the book, there's a rumor that Howl eats the hearts of maidens because Howl started the rumor so people would stop asking him to do wizard junk all the time.
The book lightly parodies a couple of tropes from Western fairy tales. In particular Sophie has internalized that, as the eldest of three sisters, her "destiny" is to fail so that her younger sisters will look cooler when they succeed, which is why she's so resigned to the hat shop at the beginning. (Sidebar: Sophie's sisters come up much more in the book and they're great.) There's also a really funny bit where Sophie attempts to operate a pair of seven-league boots.
In the movie, the fourth and final location that the magic door connects to is some sort of black void / mindscape / time portal dealy. In the book the fourth location is Wales, in the UK, on Earth, so that Howl can visit his family, because from Howl's perspective this is an isekai story.
dead serious normalize having an average boring ass life where you have enough to meet your needs we do not need to be remarkable we just need to be alive
Yknow how people say they picture senshi and it helps them cook? I think I’m doing something wrong (DO NOT DO THIS)
Something about Pratchett villains.
There's a lot of Pratchett villains who share one common thread: they're unromantic. They rip the charm and soul out of things.
Reach's service sends messages 'as warm and human as a thrown knife'. He himself 'kills people by numbers'.
Teatime is literally trying to kill Santa.
The Magpyrs turn the Gothic-vampire-novel style of the Old Count into industrial blood-harvesting.
Similarly, Wolfgang exchanges the traditional Game for just straight up killing people, and seeks to implement a werefascist regime to boot.
The Auditors are, by definition, made of unromantic. They are objectively unromantic.
And I think the idea of ripping apart the whimsy of things ties back to the idea of believing the little lies to believe the big ones. If you can't see charm and warmth, the dreams and imagination, you'll fall into what STP says is the biggest sin of all: treating people like objects.
I think Lily Weatherwax (Witches Abroad) is an excellent counterpoint to this - she insists on Dreams and Romance at the expense of free will. She treats other people as cardboard cutouts to be moved and manipulated at her whims, a villain with the same vicious, utterly selfish perspective at her core. [And the fae queen of 'Lords and Ladies' is similar.]
I would say Lily isn't really a romantic, she just uses the seeming of romance. She may have even fooled herself into thinking she's a romantic, but she isn't. Everything she does there is for her own power, her own status, to justify her position as godmother, because what use is a godmother if there is no story for her? If people are allowed to go about their lives, going through their tragedies and falling in love naturally, what part does she actually play, what is her position, where is her power? She profits off the manipulation and suffering of these people, seeing them as roles rather than people, in exactly the same way a factory or corporate setting sees workers and job roles rather than people. The "romance" is to gloss over the fact that everyone in the city is working to her personal benefit and will be eliminated if they don't comply, in the same way corporations try to convince workers to work for them out of love and loyalty to the company's grand vision. She doesn't insist on dreams and romance, she insists on everyone knuckling under and following her own vision, a vision that really only empowers herself, in which she is the main stockholder.
In comparison, Granny is cynical and practical, but she fully understands the need for regular everyday people to have romantic notions to be able to make sense of the world and to move through it, to find the magic in the mundane. She knows there is power in a placebo. She knows there is power in a black pointed hat, because it means people see the witch and not a frail weird old lady, to be either pitied or ignored, beneath it. She's cynical because she sees it from the other side and is so familiar with the workings of headology and how it can be used for evil, but she sees the need for it in the regular population and allows them to have it if it gets results. Don't bother explaining bacteria, when the people already believe in sickness-causing goblins. Why explain chiropracy, when your customer has just come up with his own genius reason for sleeping on a plank of wood to fix his back? And if people believe a pointed hat indicates someone they can go to for help, well, you better help them, because otherwise they'll never trust the hat again and people will suffer for it. She pulls Magrat up on believing too much because Magrat is a witch and witches need to know how things work.
If Lily is the CEO in a corporation trying to convince the workers they have a worthwhile stake in the company, Granny is the IT support, trying to fix shit for people who have no understanding of IT and who describe issues as "I don't know, it just did that". Impatient with people can't do basic things themselves, but willing to let people think it "just magically fixed itself" despite the fact she took the time to turn it off and on again.
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O'DONNELL: Oh, you think he was referring to you?
Pretty wild that the Epstein saga pretty much died with him during Trump's first term, then Trump surrogates decided to make it a big issue in 2024 campaign, Bondi made it her raison d'etre after getting sworn-in, and woopsie daisy, Trump is mentioned in the files like 8 billion times
I love Pratchetts work, I am working my way through discworld enjoying it so much for the humour and characters. But there is definitely so much more to those stories. Feet of Clay has become one of my favourite books and I think part of it is you can sense that anger, that unwavering conviction about things which need to be changed for the world to be better.
“He could hear his granny speaking. “No one’s too poor to buy soap.” Of course, many people were. But in Cockbill Street they bought soap just the same. The table might not have any food on it but, by gods, it was well scrubbed. That was Cockbill Street, where what you mainly ate was your pride.” - Feet of Clay, Terry Pratchett
“He said to people: you’re free. And they said hooray, and then he showed them what freedom costs and they called him a tyrant and, as soon as he’d been betrayed, they milled around a bit like barn-bred chickens who’ve seen the big world outside for the first time, and then they went back into the warm and shut the door...” - Feet of Clay, Terry Pratchett
“WORDS IN THE HEART CANNOT BE TAKEN.”
Be careful at Gimlet’s Hole Food Delicatessen, folks! Don’t forget that last year he not only had pork, beef, lamb, and chicken in his cold room, he was selling it as meat! And he served steak! Steak! Surely you remember your mother telling you that steak will poison you. Okay, so maybe Captain Ironfoundersson said “you can’t get poisoned by steak”, but everyone knows that he’s a dwarf that was born human, so just because it doesn’t poison him doesn’t mean it won’t poison those of us who were born dwarfs. Besides, from what I’ve heard about the Assassins’ Guild, anything can be poisoned.
