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ninetimesbluedemo

i really don’t think he’d mind

#Mash funny

crydamouree

MASH 4077 as pictures I have saved on my phone

uququ

ok, so i've been looking around & i'm pretty sure that if we wanted to build a dam to make a great-lake-sized reservoir which we could allow to fill & then breach in order to create catastrophic missoulaesque floods that would scour off the topsoil from huge swaths of oregon & carve deep gorges into the bedrock, this would be the place to do it

whumpster-fire

I mean, you jest, but holy shit, if you put a gigantic fuckoff dam a little bit downstream of Hell's Canyon Dam, a dam a mere 1,900ft tall and a little over a mile wide could impound the Snake River and create a lake extending all the way upstream to Twin Falls and putting Boise and Nampa under like 600 feet of water. While this is about twice as tall and wide as the tallest artificial gravity dam in the world, there is a natural landslide dam called Usoi Dam in Tajikistan that's similar in size to what would be needed, so perhaps the surrounding walls of the canyon could be used for material. I'm not sure what the volume of this would be but the average outflow of the Snake River could fill it at a rate of around 40 cubic kilometers per year; assuming only half of that outflow comes in upstream of the dam, after a hundred years or so the lake could reach a volume comparable to Lake Ontario.

Funnily enough this would send water into the downstream parts of the actual Channeled Scablands I think, and probably fuck up a massive area of the Columbia River Valley and utterly obliterate Portland from the map due to the gorge funneling the flow.

Overall, I think this is a much more practical way of benefiting no one and causing untold damage than hollowing out West Virginia and filling in Lake Ontario to complete an unbroken chain of linked saltwater lakes from the Atlantic to the Arctic Ocean. 7/10 but I think we can make it worse by using nuclear weapons to aid in construction of a landslide dam.

#Send to Shua

lydiamarsin

kastle hallucination scene had more chemistry than an entire season of canon karedevil. and it’s not even surprising

oobertscoobert

I know you’re supposed to suspend disbelief and yadda yadda yadda but I think the new frankenstein movie is certainly funnier when you consider that, from victor frankenstein’s perspective, the creature disappeared (presumed dead) (knew two [2] total words at the time) and came back fluent in German (for no apparent reason) (with the speech habits of an elderly rural gentleman)

Victor: my accursed creation, returned once again from the grave! What misadventures led you back to me, I’ll surely never know, unless they may be summarized in the pithy few words you’ve yet grasped.

the creature: jetzt, spiel nicht die beleidigte Lebenwurst, junger Mann

Victor: what the fuc k

#this killed me #frankenstien 2025

yesterdaysprint

Calgary Herald, Alberta, Canada, September 2, 1954

homunculus-argument

I remember this one time when I was like 15, and I was looking through a photo album of pictures from when my parents were young, in the late 70s or early 80s, back when they first met and before they got married. Just your average album full of pictures of regular university students of the era, doing their thing, but one picture caught my attention and I had to pause to look at it.

It was taken at a disco or a house party I guess, the room was dark with figures of dancing people in the background, but the focus was on one specific person at the front. A delicate, almost fragile-looking blonde with those round comically big 70s eyeglasses, swinging around to look at the camera with long, gently curly, almost-white pale blonde hair flying in the air in sharp contrast against the dark background, eyes wide, startled by the camera flash like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car. There was something weirdly compelling about it, almost haunting.

I gently pulled the picture from its spot on the page and showed it to my mom, and I asked "who is she?"

She took one glance at the photo and said "that's your dad."

#show to zoey

calledoutpost-deactivated202103

found the killer post again bc i lost it

#Great videos

kayuripax

Stole this from twitter. Gotta love horses remembering their old jobs (in this case, racing)! They're playing the call to the gate tune!

cedar-blogs-stuff

#Great videos

fromchaostocosmos

As a Jew and even more specifically as a Jewish woman: Tim Burton might call his story the Corpse Bride, but it is not.

He stole and ripped off from our folklore to make that thing and let me tell that is not Corpse Bride. She might be a corpse and she might be a bride, but she is not a Corpse Bride.

That is our story, our history, our pain, our trauma, and our way of dealing with lack of dignity given to our daughters and sisters in death, about the rape they didn't survive, and about the horrific and lonely murder done to them.

It how we cope with the loss of our family, our loves, our friends, our community members, and how we envision them returning home to us.

It is not some generic story about a dead woman or funny mistakes or wacky songs or worms in ears.

It is about tragedy. It about permanent loss. It is about the desperate hope to have your child's bones be returned. It is a warning for brides and it is reminder for brides of the strength inside of them.

It is a story that is found in every Jewish Diaspora community no matter the setting because it happened to every Jewish community in Diaspora.

Our daughters were taken before they could be married and as they were adorned in their bridal wear. And then they were raped, murdered, and left to rot in some unknown place. Never to be found. For not even in death could they return home.

So we made a story about our daughters coming home so that their bones could rest with family and community.

This is a Jewish story.

So this "corpse bride" from Tim Burton is no Corpse Bride. She is mockery of our pain and trauma. It is spits on our Corpse Brides.

dj-of-the-coven

Non-Jews, let's talk about the real Corpse Bride.

This is one translation/version of the actual story, which was from a collection of Jewish mythical tales compiled by Rabbi Isaac Luria in the 16th century. On the surface, many of the story details line up with the movie version you might recognize, but what makes adapting this story appropriation instead of appreciation (in my opinion) is that it completely ignores the cultural context of the myth, chopping it up into an easily digestible non-Jewish story for general audiences.

In order, here are all the specifically Jewish things about the original story that to my knowledge were NOT included in the film.

The folktale takes place in Tzfat (Safed), Israel.

The main character of the story is named Reuven (pronounced Reh-oo-ven), the same as one of the twelve tribes of Israel.

Reuven and two of his friends stumble on a nameless woman buried close to the surface in the woods. While not in the story itself, in Jewish communities it is evident why she was buried, shallowly, in a wedding dress--because she was murdered by non-Jews on her wedding day and was never returned to her people, therefore denied a proper Jewish burial.

Reuven drunkenly put a ring on the dead woman's finger and said "Harei at mikudeshat li b’taba’at zo k’da’at moshe v’yisrael" (roughly: "Behold, with this ring, you are consecrated to me according to the law of Moses and Israel") three times. As per Jewish law, the words, which contain a lot of power in our tradition, and the presence of two adult Jewish witnesses made them officially married.

Reuven goes to mikvah (the holy ritual bath) to prepare for his wedding.

The dead woman interrupts Reuven's wedding and testifies to the Rabbi that she had been betrothed to bridegroom the night prior. After this point, the story pivots to be mostly about the legal proceedings of the Beit Din (Rabbi council) who must decide to either recognize or annul the marriage. The reasons why the marriage is considered illegal are a significant portion of the actual text.

While representing herself in court, the corpse states that her goal is to consummate the marriage because she was never able to have "kosher" sex as a married woman in life. If she had won her case, Reuven would have been legally obligated to provide (lmao).

When the Beit Din decides that the marriage is illegal, the woman once again becomes inanimate, and she is given a proper Jewish burial.

At the conclusion, Reuven marries his true bride under a wedding canopy called a chupah (mostly assumed, but specified in illustrated versions).

You may or may not have noticed a specific detail in the summary I just gave you. That's right--the vicious, hateful murder of a young Jewish woman on her wedding night was so common at the time of this story's writing that it was an assumed element which was not given context. Any version of the Corpse Bride which does not include this detail is a false retelling, as it misses the significance of the bride being a corpse at all. This is a story about the Jewish people metaphorically putting our own suffering on trial and laying it to rest so that life can resume. Tim Burton made it about some guy in Victorian England having a bad night.

He didn't adapt our story. He gutted it.

fromchaostocosmos

I've made more the one post about the Corpse Bride before.

And in one of those posts I went into depth about the history of this story and the research I did.

I also talked about this version, The Finger.

What I found in my research was really heartbreaking. This phenomena of Jewish brides being stolen on their wedding nights, raped, and then murdered was so common that these Corpse Brides stories spanned all across the Diaspora.

And the differences between the variations were really very minute.

Such as the place, who did the killing, where the body was discarded, and the how the ring got on her finger.

But everything else over all is the same. A Jewish man puts a ring on what is a dead Jewish bride's finger, says the words that would make them married, he is going to be married, Corpse Bride shows up, she demands for the marriage to be upheld, there is a beit din over it, it is not upheld, she returns to a state of being dead, her bones are returned to the community, she is given a real proper Jewish burial and is mourned, and she is able to find peace.

An example for a difference is that I found in Ashkenazi versions the Chassan, groom, to be thinks her finger is a branch or stick. Also especially since this act was extremely common in Russia, these stories for Ashkenazi took place in forests and often ended with her leading the community to where her bones were. They then needed to go through the process of removing them and bringing her home.

While the Mizarhi variations did not have that element and rather when she returned to her state of being dead she was there with her bones and could be buried right away. Their variations did not have the forest element from what I could find.

And the Sephardi variations where a mix of where her body was located so it could be a forest, marshland, or else where. It really depended on where the community who was telling the story was located.

I also did find many road blocks in my research which is why I keep doing research on this story.

Many scholarly and academic and institutional sources tend to in my experience and research come from ones that are not Jewish. And they tended to focus solely Ashkenazi versions and only on a like just a couple variations of the stories.

The Finger if I recall correctly is a Mizrahi version.

Sephardi versions I have found to be one of the harder ones to find and I think that is because of just how much of an impact the Spanish and Portuguese Inquisitions had. I think it is too easy to not realize just how much was stolen and forcibly lost because of the Inquisitions. And just how much impact and ripple effects are still being felt to this very day.

Again all of this just why I have found in my research and experience.

I don't want to say that is this is the definitive only result or anything like that. Just what I have found and noticed when doing research. Research that has included was a spectrum of academia with no cultural perspective really all the way to solely from within the culture and no larger overall overview.

This story is one that I love and care deeply about so I don't know if I will ever stop doing research on it and/or looking into.

I try to collect different copies of the story where and when I can. I want one day have a mini physical library dedicated to this story alone where I have multiple variations and versions of it from different places and points in time as well different Diaspora languages even if I can't speak it, read it, or understand it.

Because I want to have this physical memorial to this history and a sort of museum to one of the ways we found to cope with the pain and trauma.

DJ you put it so beautifully and poignantly "This is a story about the Jewish people metaphorically putting our own suffering on trial and laying it to rest so that life can resume."

homunculus-argument

Big fan of those swinging upbeat Real Oldies songs that have lyrics that seem to be just vaguely about something like "me and my darling have our differences but we love each other all the same" but then you find a slang dictionary from that specific era and start translating the song and it's like

"I love my girlfriend even though she's a huge slut, yeah call me a cuckhold I don't care, I love her anyway. Yeah I put up with her but she puts up with me too, she's fucking everyone on the street and I'm on heroin."

the-nyanguard-party

you're on your knees, hands tied behind your back, bag over your head. "nothing personal, just can't leave any loose ends." i cock my nerf blaster and hit you on the back of your head with a foam dart. you fall over and sink into a ball pit. i stoically honk my clown nose and drive away in a comically small car

i-am-a-fish

awe fuck. I smoked the weed that gives me no self confidence

nyxnell

well unsmoke it?

i-am-a-fish

*The most undescribable sound you've ever heard*

I feel better now, thank you

overlord-of-fantasy

The Potions prince

Snape, unbeknownst to the rest of the magical world, survives Nagini and just joins the muggle world, tired of Potter's and Voldemort's shit.

Because he is very angry at the incompetence of the ministry of magic, and because he has nothing left to loose, he decides to test just how bad the ministry sucks at its job: 2005 he creates a YouTube account on which he brews potions on camera.

9 years later James Sirius Potter is confused by his first year potion class and decides to google it, stumbleing over the Snape accout which, by now, has millions of followers and is an insanely popular ASMR channel.

Harry is lead to believe that his son has inherited Lily's and Flamont's potion talents... James would rather die then betray the source of his good grades to his dad of all people, but Sev's comment sections are filled with thankful Hogwarts students all of a sudden.

i-am-a-fish

I would really like to be a fairy. ᴵ'ᵈ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ, I'd be able to fly and i get pretty wings. I get to cast magic and stuff. it would be so cool. but saying i wanna be a "fairy" has connotations added to it. I would rather be a "sprite" but that has even more connotations. see the attached example¹