I was left unsupervised and wrote an OFMD S2 and beyond version of We Didn't Start the Fire 😁
Stede dream-fighting Izzy Hands,
Ed is wrecking wedding plans,
The republic,
Spanish Jackie, Swede is quite the snack,
Roach keeps cooking, Buttons pining,
Wee John warns about the stabbing,
Poor old Izzy getting dizzy,
Tattoo on Ed's back.
Minor Prince, puzzle chest,
Swede says marriage is best,
Thieving planned, husband chore,
treasure chest right out the door,
Indigo and coins gleam,
Crew's got a new queen,
Zheng Yi Sao and the Red Flag,
The Republic, goodbye.
[Chorus]
We didn't raise the flag
But we'll keep it waving
For this show we're saving
We didn't raise the flag
But they tried to drop it
We won't let them stop it
[Verse 2]
Izzy shot and Blackbeard done,
Frenchie gets a promotion,
Wooden boy voice, blood all over,
Lucius is back.
Good soup, the Queen wins,
Is the Revenge sinking??
Izzy shoots Ed, the crew attack.
Bonnet gets on,
all escape though Ed is gone,
golden merman, raised from dead,
come back to him, butt his head.
Exiled. Magic bowl,
Buttons turning to a gull,
Leg kaput, make a new foot
Unicorn is Izzy
[Chorus]
We didn't raise the flag
But we'll keep it waving
For this show we're saving
We didn't raise the flag
But they tried to drop it
We won't let them stop it
[Verse 3]
Apology, cat bell,
Lucius pushes Ed as well,
Fang on a fishing boat,
Stede's got a cursed red coat,
Ed reflects, fish is his,
Time for a little kiss.
Hand-in-hand, going slow,
Hunted down by Ned Low,
Planning party, urchins,
Stede's bathtub used for drinks
Drag, songs and rainbows,
For goddess Calypso.
Low comes, torture led,
Took violin to the head.
Stede is shaken, grabs for Ed
Fireworks as they go to bed.
[Chorus]
We didn't raise the flag
But we'll keep it waving
For this show we're saving
We didn't raise the flag
But they tried to drop it
We won't let them stop it
[Verse 4]
Ricky Banes, Zheng's plan,
Bonnet is the fucking man,
Ed is leaving,
The British Invasion,
Leathers brought from under waves,
English soldiers put in graves,
Jackie, poison-trained,
Pirates get away again,
Crew sad, Izzy dead,
Stede is in the inn with Ed
Revenge crew sail away
Will they see another day?
[Chorus]
We didn't raise the flag
But we'll keep it waving
For this show we're saving
We didn't raise the flag
But they tried to drop it
We won't let them stop it
[Verse 5]
Show cancelled, Jenkins sad,
Casey says numbers were bad,
Press takes a look,
Is Zaslav a crook?
Gay twitter here to fight,
BS leak on bird-site,
Pirate violence is a 'shock',
HBO is roundly mocked,
Time Square billboard, LA plane,
DJenks says they're free again,
Lubewatch trend, lots of press,
New network stress,
S2 now on BBC,
Kristian Nairn live on IG,
fans are craving what's in store,
I can't take it anymore
[Chorus]
We didn't raise the flag
But we'll keep it waving
For this show we're saving
We didn't raise the flag
But they tried to drop it
We won't let them stop it
It will still wave on, and on
And on, and on
“I think fanfiction is literature and literature, for the most part, is fanfiction, and that anyone that dismisses it simply on the grounds that it’s derivative knows fuck-all about literature and needs to get the hell off my lawn. Most of the history of Western literature (and probably much of non-Western literature, but I can’t speak to that) is adapted or appropriated from something else. Homer wrote historyfic and Virgil wrote Homerfic and Dante wrote Virgilfic (where he makes himself a character and writes himself hanging out with Homer and Virgil and they’re like “OMG Dante you’re so cool.” He was the original Gary Stu). Milton wrote Bible fanfic, and everyone and their mom spent the Middle Ages writing King Arthur fanfic. In the sixteenth century you and another dude could translate the same Petrarchan sonnet and somehow have it count as two separate poems, and no one gave a fuck. Shakespeare doesn’t have a single original plot—although much of it would be more rightly termed RPF—and then John Fletcher and Mary Cowden Clarke and Gloria Naylor and Jane Smiley and Stephen Sondheim wrote Shakespeare fanfic. Guys like Pope and Dryden took old narratives and rewrote them to make fun of people they didn’t like, because the eighteenth century was basically high school. And Spenser! Don’t even get me started on Spenser. Here’s what fanfic authors/fans need to remember when anyone gives them shit: the idea that originality is somehow a good thing, an innately preferable thing, is a completely modern notion. Until about three hundred years ago, a good writer, by and large, was someone who could take a tried-and-true story and make it even more awesome. (If you want to sound fancy, the technical term is imitatio.) People were like, why would I wanna read something about some dude I’ve never heard of? There’s a new Sir Gawain story out, man! (As to when and how that changed, I tend to blame Daniel Defoe, or the Modernists, or reality television, depending on my mood.) I also find fanfic fascinating because it takes all the barriers that keep people from professional authorship—barriers that have weakened over the centuries but are nevertheless still very real—and blows right past them. Producing literature, much less circulating it, was something that was well nigh impossible for the vast majority of people for most of human history. First you had to live in a culture where people thought it was acceptable for you to even want to be literate in the first place. And then you had to find someone who could teach you how to read and write (the two didn’t necessarily go together). And you needed sufficient leisure time to learn. And be able to afford books, or at least be friends with someone rich enough to own books who would lend them to you. Good writers are usually well-read and professional writing is a full-time job, so you needed a lot of books, and a lot of leisure time both for reading and writing. And then you had to be in a high enough social position that someone would take you seriously and want to read your work—to have access to circulation/publication in addition to education and leisure time. A very tiny percentage of the population fit those parameters (in England, which is the only place I can speak of with some authority, that meant from 500-1000 A.D.: monks; 1000-1500: aristocratic men and the very occasional aristocratic woman; 1500-1800: aristocratic men, some middle-class men, a few aristocratic women; 1800-on, some middle-class women as well). What’s amazing is how many people who didn’t fit those parameters kept writing in spite of the constant message they got from society that no one cared about what they had to say, writing letters and diaries and stories and poems that often weren’t discovered until hundreds of years later. Humans have an urge to express themselves, to tell stories, and fanfic lets them. If you’ve got access to a computer and an hour or two to while away of an evening, you can create something that people will see and respond to instantly, with a built-in community of people who care about what you have to say. I do write the occasional fic; I wish I had the time and mental energy to write more. I’ll admit I don’t read a lot of fic these days because most of it is not—and I know how snobbish this sounds—particularly well-written. That doesn’t mean it’s “not good”—there are a lot of reasons people read fic and not all of them have to do with wanting to read finely crafted prose. That’s why fic is awesome—it creates a place for all kinds of storytelling. But for me personally, now that my job entails reading about 1500 pages of undergraduate writing per year, when I have time to read for enjoyment I want it to be by someone who really knows what they’re doing. There’s tons of high-quality fic, of course, but I no longer have the time and patience to go searching for it that I had ten years ago. But whether I’m reading it or not, I love that fanfiction exists. Because without people doing what fanfiction writers do, literature wouldn’t exist. (And then I’d be out of a job and, frankly, I don’t know how to do anything else.)”
— “As a professor, may I ask you what you think about fanfiction?” (via meiringens)
“At some point Izzy realised how out of control things had gotten, and started putting himself in between Ed and the crew, as much as he could. Especially when Ed was too drunk/high to even know what he was doing. Cause Izzy doesn’t want the others to suffer more for his mistakes.”
The kids on TikTok think that just because he was a classic country singer, Johnny Cash was conservative??? My babies he covered a Nine Inch Nails song in his seventies.
Classic country singers (the majority of which came from poor roots) were always talking about how much The Man sucked because they were taking money from poor rural folk. You’re gonna tell me that’s conservative?? Get outta here.
And somehow on the opposite side of the scale with the same exact opinion the conservative kids say “I like the old country music, because there’s no politics to it” Woodie Guthrie’s got a “this machine kills fascists” sticker on his guitar? You think there’s no politics in 9 to 5 or Folsom Prison Blues?!
For anyone confused there was a sudden and dramatic shift in the country music genre. It used to be a genre fixated on the experiences of people. Lived or common experiences that resonated with the common people. It was music that you listened to and it thrummed in tune to your soul because you had lived it yourself. And a lot of that was about ordinary people getting ground up in the gears of society.
The hyper patriotism, beer, and trucks chimera we have now didn't show up until after 9/11 and the world is lesser for it
Allow me to post the entire lyrics to the Johnny Cash song "Man in Black", released in nineteen goddamn seventy-one and written about why he always wore black onstage:
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black
Why you never see bright colors on my back
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime
But is there because he's a victim of the times
I wear the black for those who've never read
Or listened to the words that Jesus said
About the road to happiness through love and charity
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me
Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back
Up front there ought to be a man in black
I wear it for the sick and lonely old
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men
And I wear it for the thousands who have died
Believin' that the Lord was on their side
I wear it for another hundred-thousand who have died
Believin' that we all were on their side
Well, there's things that never will be right, I know
And things need changin' everywhere you go
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right
You'll never see me wear a suit of white
Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day
And tell the world that everything's okay
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back
'Til things are brighter, I'm the man in black
That right there is an anti-war, anti-bigot, anti-mass-incarceration, anti-war-on-drugs (Cash was an addict in various stages of recovery who was pissed as hell about how this country treats people with substance issues), eat-the-rich protest song. And it was arguably his signature song, his personal manifesto. Notice that even the Jesus reference, which today would be a signal that the song is about to drop some racist dogwhistles, segues immediately into a line about "the road to happiness through love and charity". As in "Motherfucker, our shared god said love thy neighbor and care for the poor and the outsider, and we both know he didn't fucking stutter." He's throwing shade at self-described Christians who use his religion as a cudgel to beat people with.
Johnny Cash wasn't a conservative. I'm pretty sure if he were alive and in reasonably good health today, he'd knock Jason Aldean's teeth out (or, failing that, write a song so devastatingly memetic about how much Aldean sucks that Aldean would never work in music again).
Johnny Cash was punk rock. He just happened to be punk rock in the body of a country singer.
We’re only three episodes into OFMD season 2 and Izzy Hands has “died” 3 SEPARATE TIMES (1. Stede’s dream. 2. When Frenchie told Ed he killed him. 3. When he shoots himself and everyone thinks he’s dead). Excited to see if this continues with nearly a 1:1 ratio of episodes to Izzy deaths.
david jenkins is the only one doing historical fiction correctly. absolutely fucking nothing aligns with actual history. thats why its fiction. he is the only one who gets it. everyone can find each other in the middle of the sea with the power of gaydar. roach can jump off the mast and get absolutely OBLITERATED by the side of the boat and be completely fine two hours later. a woman who historically wasnt born until 60 years after the show takes place is here. homophobia doesn’t exist. izzy hands was 16 in the year 1717. con o’neill is 57. stede bonnet died when he was 30. rhys darby is 49. edward teach was english. taika waititi is from new zealand and makes no attempt to do an english accent. i just think that’s all so amazing. absolutely no one is doing it like DJenks.
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