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Rainy afternoons at Brúarfoss (02.10.24)
by Nic Wilson
Faust (1926)
happy extremely belated bday to this guy
Teeth and bandages sketchdump?
I love this Alastor. He just looks so insane and deranged all while having a mental break down. It’s perfection to his character.
Credits go to @redasu for creating this masterpiece.
The Thing (1982)
STOP no more live-action remakes. We're going the other way now. Animated Casablanca. Animated The Godfather. Animated Oppenheimer. Animated Fight Club.
Fun History Fact: The overwhelming majority of cowboys in the U.S. were Indigenous, Black, and/or Mexican persons. The omnipresent white cowboy is a Hollywood studio concoction meant to uphold the mythology of white masculinity.
Thank you.
I will always re-blog this
I think it was high school when i overheard some white girl put on her best semi-disgusted and confused voice and go “why do so many Mexicans dress up like cowboys?” and I had to be the person to tell her.
Why do you think the whites say buckero? Cause they couldn’t say vaquero.
I dunno if I reblogged this before but fuck it, y'all gon learn today.
Teach the children.
also, cowboy culture was hella gay. like, write-poems-about-your-cowboy-partner gay.
IF people acknowledge it, they play the necessity card– there weren’t any women out on the range, so they had to “resort to men.” this claim completely erases 1) the romantic (not just sexual) writings of actual cowboys, 2) the acknowledgement of cowboys’ potential homosexual activity by writers at the time, and 3) the possibility that some men would deliberately become cowboys with the intent to seek out homosexual encounters.
no one wants to admit it, but cowboy culture was just. so inherently gay.
Im here for the gay POC cowboys
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Support your local gay cowboys
Supposedly, at dances with a higher number of men than women (or no women), men in the mid/late 1800s US west would signify their willingness to take the woman’s role in a dance by tying a bandana around their upper arm.
Do with that information what you will.
The Shining Directed by Stanley Kubrick (1980)
The Exorcist (1973)
I think the best most human thing in the world is strangers doing a silly thing together
Examples:
- guy at work "Yes, and -" ing the bit me and my coworker were doing where we pretended to be owners of a fantasy medieval tavern not minimum wage retail staff
- at the gay club when Die Young by Kesha came on and two hundred people, all dancing and drinking separately, jumped up and down to make the "- beat of the drums *STOMP STOMP*" as loud as possible
- person who watched me stomp round the beach singing a made up song about breakfast foods to name a cat after and suggested more breakfast foods that would be good cat names
- guy who started a dance off with everyone across the road while waiting for the lights to change
- very tiny girl at the pharmacy interviewing everyone in the queue and every single one of us in turn sat down and answered this toddler's questions like we were on Letterman
The three pillars of humanity, in no particular order, are Joy, Absurdity, and Sharing
Bold of shows to try to decide who's the main character. I think that's up to me.
From now on, when I give someone a heartfelt compliment or pour divine energy into showing them they’re special with a nice thing to say and they reply with negativity, I’m just gonna say, “Yeah, you’re probably right. Never mind.”
Yesterday was the Thunder Twins’ birthday. 10 years plus about 6 more of lighting up my chosen reality.