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PERIOD DRAMA APPRECIATION WEEK Day 2: Favorite Platonic Relationship ➳ Elinor Dashwood and Marianne Dashwood
“Marianne, please try, I cannot do without you. Oh please, I have tried to bear everything else, I will try. Please, dearest, beloved Marianne, do not leave me alone”
MERLIN | 1x02 “Valiant”
SCHITT’S CREEK APPRECIATION WEEK: Day 6 → Favourite Quotes
I maintain that Hey There Delilah by Plain White Tees is a 450% better song if it’s about a guy who’s lost custody of his daughter
Literally every lyric has so much more Energies if it’s sung to a child I’m gonna die on this hill. “Hey there, Delilah /Don’t you worry about the distance /I’m right there if you get lonely /Give this song another listen” and “Hey there, Delilah/ I know times are gettin’ hard /But just believe me, girl / Someday I’ll pay the bills with this guitar / We’ll have it good /We’ll have the life we knew we would / My word is good” like? He’s trying to get his daughter back? Idk if she’s with the other parent or in foster care or what but it’s So Much I have a lot of feelings about this. The repeated promises, “I’d walk to you if I had no other way” and “I’m right there when you get lonely” when, like, obviously, he’s not, and he’s just sort of desperately hoping that she still understands that he loves her, and that she doesn’t feel abandoned. And then, “Delilah, I can promise you /That by the time that we get through / The world will never ever be the same /And you’re to blame” that’s so fucking sweet? That’s such a sweet thing to say to your daughter. Romance is over. Noncustodial parental love songs are where it’s at.
This is what “death of the author” means. We know that’s not what the song was written about, but what if it was? What if we explored the lyrics as though the speaker was a heartbroken father missing his daughter? It changes EVERYTHING. And it’s so good.
Anyway, OP you are wonderful and I love you.
‘I’M JUST A KID AND LIFE IS A NIGHTMARE’ i scream at the age of 23 as i’m forced to make adult phonecalls
found family is the best part of any media no questions asked
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it a thousand more times: No piece of dystopian fiction has ever been a prediction of the future. They are observations and criticisms of the present.
“Wooow! How did Orwell predict the surveillance state so well in 1984??”
He didn’t. He was making an observation of the surveillance state that already existed in his present, and exaggerated it to make the metaphor obvious.
Learning and discussing these works in terms of them being predictions and having test questions like “do you think his prediction came true?” is not only pointless, but actively counterintuitive. When you frame these works as being ‘people from the past knew that the future would be terrible’ you shift the entire perspective to one of some kind of nostalgia for a past that didn’t exist.
These author’s aren’t oracles. They’re satirists. Their predictions ‘come true’ because they were already true when they wrote them.
You can tell when someone doesn't really have a strong ethical framework beyond a shallow "Listen To [Oppressed Person]" because they'll hear one person go "Healthcare should be universal" and another go "Racism is great" and they'll be like "Well they're both trans... :/"
I need you people to understand that there is not a single marginalized group that doesn't contain members with heinous, regressive beliefs, and trying to determine who to believe based on the ""validity of their experiences"" is no way to make political and ethical judgments
Honestly, people generally don't want much... They want to eat their favorite food. They want to go to the seaside and smell the fresh air. They want to nap on the grass and listen to music. They want to hold their loved ones in their arms, and be held in return. They want warm clothes, be occupied with a profession/a hobby that does not smother them. They want to feel safe and unafraid. Mostly, they want to live without being ridiculed, manipulated or being forced. And this is why capitalism/modern life overall is so upsetting, depressing and even destructive. Because thinking about how small and simple things you yearn for & how hard it is to even be able to have them really wears you off
Asked to explain why not, Gates — whose massive fortune as founder of Microsoft relies largely on intellectual property laws that turned his software innovations into tens of billions of dollars in personal wealth — said: “Well, there’s only so many vaccine factories in the world and people are very serious about the safety of vaccines. And so moving something that had never been done — moving a vaccine, say, from a [Johnson & Johnson] factory into a factory in India — it’s novel — it’s only because of our grants and expertise that that can happen at all.”
how could india — the worlds largest exporter of generic medicine — possible hope to produce safe vaccines without this incredible expertise
Bill Gates embraces capitalism and only capitalism.
And his entire line of thinking on this topic is profoundly racist.
love how sometimes i’m like “oh, i should put this somewhere safe so i don’t lose it and know exactly where to find it later!” and about a month later i’m standing in my ransacked room trying to get into past me’s mindset like some kinda amateur historian on one of those history channel treasure hunting shows trying to get into the mind of a nineteenth century pirate to figure out where they hid some possibly nonexistent apocryphal loot
having memory problems is like being an archaeologist of your own life and it isn’t nearly as exciting as it sounds
oh shit! I am sad for no reason!!!!!!
me, confused: we had a good day. we read some fun stories. we got to pet a cat. AND we got shit done. we are fundamentally godlike and our therapist is gonna high five us so hard, so what’s going on w/ you buddy?
brain, sipping margaritas and staring off mournfully into a carribean sunset, whilst nibbling on a tiny paper umbrella: buddy im just not vibin
me: *pokes brain gently w/ their favorite reading material* hey buddy you wanna go outside? U want some belly rubs? I’ve got treats do u want treats? we can do whatever u wanna do…
brain: *cannot be distracted from frustratedly chewing on its own leg*
me: buddy
Susan Crane, "Clothing and Gender Definition: Joan of Arc", The Journal of Medieval and Modern Studies, vol. 26, no. 2, Spring 1996
A bit cringey to me. In my mind being a full PERSON means taking on all roles as needed. But maybe that’s just the enby in me...
But saying the other women can do the women’s roles while she isn’t required to... cringey.
This is a direct quote from Joan of Arc, written in the record of her trial for heresy in 1431. We can't take twenty-first century ideas of gender and apply them successfully to fifteenth century people. We can, however, recognize that the things Joan of Arc did and said regarding gender were extremely progressive for the time period within which she lived, and ultimately were a contributing factor to her execution. This is a nineteen year old girl, on trial for a crime for which the punishment is death, staunchly refusing to conform to her society and church's ideas about gender even though she is fully aware that doing so could likely save her life. She was an extremely devout Catholic and was refused the right to go to mass and receive the sacraments, a matter of inexplicably profound importance to her, specifically because she refused to wear the clothing they deemed acceptable for her gender. It's difficult to overstate just how transgressive her actions were regarding fifteenth century gender roles—especially saying something like this to a room full of powerful clergy members who were deciding whether she would live or die.
@curseworm !!!
this teleported me out of my body and I spent 4 hours in low earth orbit before I found the tether to return me to my body from the astral plane. I had to go to flowlingual's blog to see if they were a troll blog, but they dreamily reblogged a "raw vegan wedding cake" that's just a chunk of watermelon with some fruit stuck on top, which is copacetic with my understanding of the kind of person who would call Joan of Arc cringy
I would go so far as to say “taking on all roles as needed” was very much Joan’s bit. Yeah. She took.... on some roles.
Welcome to Night Vale: Ep. 100, Toast
Crimson Peak (2015) dir. Guillermo del Toro
Imagine being hundreds of years old and willingly wanting to be part of a teenage love triangle. I would rather die.