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i bring a sort of "there's a fatphobic terror at the centre of all eating disorders" vibe to the conversation that thin people don't like to hear
Noah Wyle in London takes the Guinness challenge and tries splitting the G 🍺
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The endearing way his wispy little eyebrows waggle during the 3rd attempt 🥰
the thing is every worthwhile live broadcaster has a delay that they can use to cut out offensive material as it happens so the question you should be asking is why didnt they
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BBC recorded some guy with tourette's and then "conveniently" forgot to censor the slurs he said, despite them reassuring him that they will be cut away in the broadcast, while simultaneously censoring out "free palestine", triggering a stupid "who's more important, disabled white guy or black people" discourse when the actual issue is something else
I think it’s also important to note he sat 40 rows back to make sure that none of his tics would disrupt the show. He later noticed that they set up a microphone near him after seeing people on the stage react to his tics.
The more information comes out about this it either feels like a series of very convenient accidents or something deliberately done to stir up discourse to keep the BAFTAs in the public eye.
“StudioCanal were working closely with BAFTA, and BAFTA had made us all aware that any swearing would be edited out of the broadcast. I have made four documentaries with the BBC in the past, and feel that they should have been aware of what to expect from Tourette’s and worked harder to prevent anything that I said — which, after all, was some 40 rows back from the stage — from being included in the broadcast.
As I reflect on the auditorium, I remember there was a microphone just in front of me, and with hindsight I have to question whether this was wise, so close to where I was seated, knowing I would tic.”
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It's also been revealed that not only had they assured Davidson that they would cut any tics he uttered during the show, that they did cut a homophobic slur that was aimed at the event host.
They're running out of excuses.
Honestly I miss the energy Tumblr had when the first Pacfic Rim movie came out. Everybody was talking about who they were drift compatible with and that was like a huge compliment. Ppl were drawing Kaijus, and Jaegers, naming ‘em. It was a better time
The image won’t load but god I hope it’s Robopope, The Robot Pope.
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The best way to become immune to freebirthing anti-medical intervention in childbirth propaganda is to follow a sheep farmer on instagram. I mean this. People will try and tell pregnant women not to go to the hospital because their bodies were built for childbirth and it is difficult to know they are lying. Unless. You have witnessed the epic highs and lows of being a shepherd during lambing season. Ewes are undeniably more built for childbirth than we are. Their hips are less weird and their babies less bulbous. They are living the ideal freebirth scenario. And yet the humans watching over them during lambing season exist in a constant state of anticipating needing to give medical intervention because even a sheep is not designed to give birth so well that human interference is not often necessary. And EVEN WITH humans watching and helping ewes and lambs STILL die. Like, pretty frequently. Sheep have spent a million years giving birth just out in a field completely on their own and they still die constantly under near-perfect conditions.
Humans have spent the past 500,000 years frantically trying to make up for having extremely fragile infants and bodies that make childbirth extremely difficult by leveraging the whole of our intelligence and technology and collaboration towards trying to make pregnancy survivable for both parties. You are not honoring your ancestors by giving birth at home with no medical intervention. The midwife you are idolizing would have wept tears of joy hearing about the vitamin K shot and tears of rage to know women and babies are still dying of the things she spent her life fighting even after we invented the cure.
Transcription, because it is worth reading:
There’s a phenomenon I actually see extremely commonly when literature is used to teach history to middle school and high school students. Let’s call it “pajamafication.”
So a school district nixed Maus from their curriculum, to be replaced by something more “age-appropriate.” IIRC they didn’t cite a specific replacement title, but it will probably be something like John Boyne’s “The Boy in the Striped Pajamas.”
The Boy in the Striped Pajamas is tailor-made for classroom use. It’s taught at countless schools and it’s squeaky-clean of any of the parent-objectionable material you might find in Maus, Night, or any of the other first-person accounts of the Holocaust.
It’s also a terrible way to teach the Holocaust.
I’m not going to exhaustively enumerate the book’s flaws—others have done so—but I’ll summarize the points that are common to this phenomenon in various contexts.
First, obviously, the context shift. Maus, Night, et al are narrated by actual Jews who were in concentration camps. The Boy in the Striped Pajamas is narrated by a German boy. The Jewish perspective is completely eliminated.
Second, the emphasis on historical innocence. Bruno isn’t antisemitic. He has no idea that anything bad is happening. He happily befriends a Jewish boy with absolutely no prejudice.
Thus we’re reassured that you too, gentle reader, are innocent. You too would have have a childlike lack of prejudice and you too would be such a sweet summer child that you would have no idea the place next door is a death camp.
In Maus, by contrast, the children are not innocent. They are perpetrators of injustice just like adults.
[ID: Picture of part of a page of Maus where children run away yelling “Help! Mommy! A Jew!! - the next panel says “The mothers always told so: ‘Be careful! A Jew will catch you to a bag and eat you!’ …So the taught to their children.”]
Maus also smashes the claim that people just didn’t know what was going on in the camps.
[ID: Picture of part of a page of Maus where a Nazi truck is arriving at Auschwitz guarded by men with sticks and a pointing, growling dog, the boxes say “And we came here to the concentration camp Auschwitz. And we knew that from here we will not come out anymore…” “We knew the stories that they will gas us and throw in the oves. This was 1944… we knew everything. And here we were.”]
Third, nonspecificity. The Boy in the Striped Pajamas turns a specific historical atrocity into a parable about all forms of bigotry and injustice. I’m sure Boyne thinks he’s being very profound. But the actual effect is to blunt and erase the atrocity.
There’s the too-cute-by-half way it avoids terminology: “Off-With,” “the Fury.” Harsh language becomes “He said a nasty word.”
Notice how “it’s a fable” ties in with the goal of eliminating anything parents might object to.
And that’s our fourth point. Bad things can happen, but only abstractly. Someone’s dad disappears. He’s just…gone. How? Who knows. People stand around looking hungry and unhappy and saying “It’s not very nice in here.”
The ending is sad, but it’s sad like a Lifetime movie. It’s sanitized, it’s quick, there are no details, it’s meant to poke that bit of your heart that loves crying.
Maus’s description of the gas chambers, meanwhile…
[ID: Picture of part of a page of Maus where the process of gassing and then taking out the bodies are described in detail as inmates are working. That it took 3 to 30 minutes to gas people. That the largest pile of bodies was by the door. The worker telling the story mentions “We pulled the bodies apart with hooks. Big piles, with the strongest on top, older ones and babies crushed below… often the skulls were smashed…” “Their fingers were broken from trying to climb up the walls… and sometimes their arms were wera as long as their bodies, pulled from the sockets.” Until the narrator says, “Enough!” “I didn’t want to more to hear, but anyway he told me.”]
A historical atrocity can never be a metaphor for all bigotry because the specifics are what makes it an atrocity. The Nazis didn’t just do “bad things, generally,” they did THESE things. And leaving out the details is simply historical erasure.
Finally, fifth: Fiction.
However much poor little Bruno and Schmuel might rend your heartstrings, you can ultimately retreat into the knowledge that they aren’t real and they didn’t really die.
Now, I write historical fiction, and obviously I believe it has a place, in the classroom and out. But no Holocaust education can be complete without nonfiction that teaches about real people who genuinely did experience it.
One of the striking things about Maus is how big the cast is and how few of them survived.
[ID: Picture of part of a page of Maus where one character describes to another many other people who didn’t make it. Eventually covered over in lower panels by pictures of the dead.]
Because it’s a true story, Maus can also explore neglected aspects like the intergenerational trauma, which simply vanish in a pat fictional story that is just finished when you get to the end.
[ID: Picture of part of a page of Maus where the illustrator sits at the drawing desk above the pile of bodies. The artist says: “At least fifteen foreing editions are coming out. I’ve got 4 serious offers to turn my book into a TV special or movie. (I don’t wanna.) In May 1968 my mother killd herself. (She left no note.) Late’y I’ve been feeling depressed.” Someone calls from out of panel, “Alright Mr. Spiegelman… We’re ready to shoot!…”]
Thus, books like The Boy in the Striped Pajamas are not an age-appropriate equivalent way to teach the Holocaust, but a false construction of history.
This ends the first part of the thread. But there’s more…
The Maus incident is not an isolated case. It’s part of a broad trend of replacing the literature used to teach history with more kid-friendly, “appropriate” alternatives.
And outside of the Holocaust, it usually doesn’t meet with much controversy.
It might mean replacing Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave or Solomon Northup’s Twelve Years a Slave with modern historical fiction, for example.
Wars, the Civil Rights movement, Apartheid: any “icky” part of history can be a target.
But it plays out along the same general lines: Primary sources replaced with modern fiction, victim perspectives replaced with perpetrators, specificity replaced with Star-Bellied Sneetch-style “Why can’t we all just get along?” metaphors.
The guy of all time
I need you all to know the reason why this happens is because his AI assistant calculated his reaction speed becomes 3.9 times faster when he gets excited, allowing him to dodge even bullets.
My man literally quadruples the speed of a human being when looking for porn.
i also need you all to know that the canonical explanation as for why is because the first time he ever saw pornography he was bitten by a snake and almost died and now he has an unshakable association between porno mags and the fear of death and the mere mention of a porno mag instantly snaps him into full near-death-experience adrenaline rush
he revealed this (quite possibly bullshit) backstory completely unprompted to a room full of nearly every person he knows in what i believe might be the greatest “time for everyone to get out of my studio apartment now!” power move i have ever had the joy of witnessing. the silence in that room was Deafening
This article is fucking crazy lmao
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Like what is happening, even the author seems perplexed.
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#from the notes. second-seal ->#anyone making a snarky comment about how she shouldn’t have been surprised is missing the point#an author who received death threats from one of the men she went on dates with knows damn well what she’s getting into#but let’s not pretend we all know what’s going on in these men’s heads#the glimpses we get from her dates raise more questions than they answer about what really motivates these men#and that honestly is pretty informative in of itself. they seem confused! all of them seem confused about what their role is supposed to be#but none of them are willing to question why they have to play a rigid role (which none of them can seem to clearly define)#in the first place.#their political identities are just crutches. band-aid solutions for deeper problems#as poorly defined as their own personal identities. they don’t know who they are and they are hoping someone else will tell them#and the alt right is more than willing to tell them#I’m running my mouth but this is just so morbidly fascinating to me.#and it’s a good reminder that building an identity and core values based on what you think#interrogating those core values and deciding what you (not anyone else) think is worth upholding#it’s vital. if you let other people tell you who you are#you’ll be easy prey for people like alt right influencers#rb
genuinely find it fascinating how much fantasy writing discussion/advice online is centered around the struggle of making a dndish/tolkien rip off fantasy world stand out and feel different than the others, and regularly comes to the conclusion that to succeed at this you should focus even harder on realistically detailing the cultures of the elves/humans/orcs/dwarves/whatever random group of fantasy races are hanging around (the thing most of these projects already massively focus on) in the hopes that yours is simply the most vivid and evocative ever, as opposed to, like, just writing anything else
sorry @tearlessrain I have to share your tags they're just so good
#look the whole reason tolkien and other fantasy writers of his caliber are so well received is that they were doing something they loved#tolkien had multiple detailed conlangs because he was really into linguistics#he wrote about the themes he did because they were important to him#so find something you love and write that instead of trying to write like someone else#if you want to build a complicated fantasy world build it around your interests#if you're into astronomy than draw up star charts and write a whole history of your world that highlights the significance of them#if you're really into the history of textiles then use that to add flavor to the cultures and characters#you gotta fall in love with the thing you're making at least a little bit that's the key
I just know that my trigonometry teacher would do numbers on here. He's a bloody brilliant mathematician who can do calculus in his head and a great teacher, but also has some of the strangest mannerisms of any person I have ever met.
He refers to everybody, regardless of whether he has known them for years or is meeting them for the first time in his life, as "Smoke." The first time he addressed me as such, I thought he had me confused with someone else. But, no, as it turns out, I am Smoke. My classmates are Smoke. The other faculty members are Smoke. His wife is probably Smoke, too.
He seems to have code words for everything, and refers to various classroom objects as "the dude." ("Take the dude, Smoke." Translation: "Take the hall pass, [insert name].")
He also randomly substitutes words for letters of the alphabet, but...it's not the actual phonetic alphabet. I came in to take a test early while he was lecturing to another class and randomly heard, "So, we have buffalo hide over two equals donkey."
In a similar vein, I was completely lost during my first lecture because he exclusively called one hundred eighty degrees "buck eighty." (I'm aware of this now, but it threw me off at first.)
Most confusing of all, he repeatedly refers to something as "the juice," but I have yet to ascertain what. All I have gathered so far is that it appears to be a more abstract noun than "the dude."
I just know that this man is going to permanently alter my speech patterns.
do u ship purelily ?
I hesitate to say that I truly ship anything because while I really enjoy considering relationship dynamics, almost no relationships ever read as really romantic to me unless explicitly written into the text.
I do think that they’re deeply fascinating and their dynamic of having failed each other and yet still adoring each other such that even if their paths diverge, they still will always come back to each other and give each other another chance is very compelling. I think they understand each other in a way that none of the other ancients can by virtue of being the only two academics and researchers on a team of warrior heroes. Pure Vanilla feels such a strong sense of responsibility and guilt over White Lily’s independent actions, and in a way, as a leader and social figure, he is the one whose decisions have the most impact on White Lily and her ability to interact with the world— his decision to seal Dark Enchantress instead of killing her, to forgive White Lily immediately, etc. etc. They’re quite inextricably linked to each other by their shared childhood and the amount of destruction they’ve wrought on each other’s lives and this weird exchange of idealization, dependence and independence.
But would I see them kissing or being physically affectionate with each other? No
it's one thing to have a mutual who's obsessed with blorbo from their show but it is quite another when a mutual is obsessed with their OC. to be clear, it's so much better. blorbo from their brain is awesome. oh you made a sim of them and are posting dozens of screencaps of the sim in different poses? you commissioned another five drawings of them because you just had to see them in those new outfits you thought of? you're self-shipping with them and one of your friend’s OCs? I love you so much. please never ever stop.
just spoke with the funniest hater of all time. went to the optometrist, happened to be wearing my hadestown shirt. he asks me about it, I tell him it's a musical and he tells me he hates musicals and lists a few he didn't like. fair enough, but he listed mostly movie musicals, so I tell him that stage musicals are quite different. so he asks for my favorites and a few recommendations, and I also explain to him the differences between seeing a show on tour vs on broadway. I tell him he could check out the local theatre and see what's in the next season, but he says he'd rather just fly to new york and see the broadway show if it's the best version and that he probably wouldn't like it. I tell him that sometimes people will like the tour version better just based on personal preference of singer performance. he says, I don't really like singers, I just don't really like music. I get my eyes dilated. I bum around for 15 minutes before going back. he checks my eyes and shows me that he pulled up a google search of hadestown to read up about it while we were waiting. he tells me again he hates musicals and can't take them seriously, while actively looking at showtimes for hadestown at the walter kerr on broadway. I tell him each musical is very different so he should listen to the recordings of a few songs to see if he likes the vibe of a show before he wastes $200 on a ticket. he says nah I won't do that because I probably wouldn't like it, I just don't like music. the broadway showtimes to hadestown are still pulled up on a browser tab. I cannot emphasize how many times he told me that he doesn't like musicals or music while actively taking my recommendations and planning a theoretical trip to nyc specifically to see a broadway musical that he predicts he will hate. i respect it
getting lost in boston is fun because I turned around on a street corner three times and some guy yelled "hey stupid! the bus is that way!" very helpful interaction and accurate insult, 10/10 no notes
one time I walked around a building a couple times looking for a bathroom and this guy went "this bitch thinks she's on a merrygoround, where the fuck are you tryna go? bathroom? one floor down to the right behind the door that says bathroom."
My very first time in Boston. I was absolutely miserable, trying to drag my giant suitcase up a lengthy set of stairs in the pouring rain. This guy who had already reached the top looked back at me with the most pure expression of disgust I’ve ever seen in anyone’s eyes, marched back down the stairs, grabbed my suitcase, carried it to the top, left it there for me, and walked away without ever saying a word. I think about him often.
For the people in the notes going "why is Boston like this": a) the insults are a way to show you have no ulterior motives when helping someone (and don't need to be thanked or repaid), and b) Boston was settled by the Irish
not to get corny before ISAT's anniversary but this game genuinely means so much to me and seeing siffrin as a character display all of my worst qualities and struggles and still be loved by his friends afterwards, and seeing their grief and bitterness over their culture was something i really needed at the time i played nearly 2 years ago now. i'm really glad this game exists