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There is no Love on that island
honestly no one’s life sucks more than king theoden of rohan. like first he’s under saruman’s spell that on top of everything else makes him looked busted as hell, and he’s got grima wormtongue breathing in his face the whole time. then the second he wakes up he learns his only son is dead. he gets about 20 seconds to grieve before gandalf is up in his gay business about going to war, and isildur’s heir is in the corner like umm not to be annoying but i could do a better job than you at this. and i’m more beautiful. eowyn’s raising her hand like yeah i could too, also, and i resent you a little bit for it lol. and then he gets crushed to death by his own horse
women’s bodies weren’t “made” to do anything, nature didn’t “intend” anything, no human action is “unnatural” and there is no inherent “purpose” to a human life
people weren’t designed to do anything because they weren’t designed at all. Hope this helps 🤩
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obsessed with the Helena and Irving parallel and what it says about the aspects of our identity we think are fundamental (but aren't)...
Like Outie Irving assumes his Innie is just as radically anti-Lumon as he is. He assumes his hatred of Lumon is something ingrained in his personality! That's why he stays up at night drinking coffee and making paintings, because he hopes that when his innie dreams about the testing floor, he'll say "okay bet" and start exploring. That's what Outie Irving would do, after all. But he miscalculated! His hatred of Lumon isn't inherent--- his desire for meaning and art and spirituality is inherent. That's what his hatred for Lumon is built on. But in a world where there's no meaning outside of Lumon propaganda, of COURSE his innie would become ridiculously devoted to the company.
And Helena!! She is the corporation, that's her whole identity. She presumably assumed that Helly would be just as pro-Lumon as she is. But she miscalculated too! Her devotion to the company isn't inherent, her headstrong and entitled nature is what's inherent! And in a world where she's denied any agency whatsoever, that manifests as rebellion.
It's the same dynamic flipped on its head. They both sent their innies in there with opposite intentions--- one to take down the company, one feed the company's expansion--- only to realize that rebellion and devotion aren't inherent characteristics. Their innies have become the exact opposite of their outie selves, while still being exactly the same!! Because even though your personality is inherent, the values you hold are determined circumstantially. OUGH IT'S SO GOOD.
Outie Irving spends all night painting the dark corridor, hoping his innie will doze at work and dream about the painting. Instead he dreams about the wet paint. It's my favorite reveal in the series, because it's implicit.
Also, don't forget Mark's failed agenda. He joined Lumon to forget about his dead wife, but, oops, she works there too.
you know what? i would be insane too if some corporate cult forced me to work in an ether mill as a child, groomed me in their boarding school, used my child prodigy genius to invent revolutionary brain surgery that becomes the most important invention of the company with zero fucking credit, and then 20 some years later fires me from my job bc the ceo’s daughter unknowingly started a fucking revolution against the abusive workplace i helped birth, and then said ceo’s daughter tells me i “overestimated my contributions” to the company.
in fact, i don’t think harmony is unhinged ENOUGH. give that woman a gun right this second.
i can’t believe we can never go back
imagine you are a gay man in your 60s and you've been in the military most of your life so you've never been free to be yourself or to seek out people like you and as a result you're now elderly and alone and you've spent a lifetime betraying yourself and you've never been loved and you get experimental brain surgery to cope with this and then one day you learn that the innocent child version of yourself who knows nothing of your isolation or your sins fell in love with another man and the man he loved was killed for pursuing that relationship and then your other self is also killed presumably for the same reason but you meet the other version of the man he loved and he's married but he wants to get to know you and you don't know him but you have some inextricable connection, something is pulling you towards him and you know you shouldn't trust him but you do and you just don't want to be alone and his husband is kind of a dick so you follow that feeling and it leads you right into a trap he set for you and it turns out that he was just manipulating you all along, to make you let your guard down, and you fell for it because there's a part of you that wants to put your life in his hands and so you do and he takes you to a train station and tells you to get as far away from here as you possibly can, he's saving you perhaps even at the cost of his own life and you think maybe you weren't entirely wrong about trusting him so you tell him you want him and he doesn't deny he wants you back, you tell him you're ready to be loved by him and you don't even know what that means but you keep saying it over and over because it just feels right, like you've been waiting for this your whole life, and maybe you have, all you know is your life hangs in the balance but for the first time you're not afraid, and maybe his interest in you was under false pretenses but you don't care because there's a part of this that's real and you both know it, he doesn't let you kiss him but he lets you touch his face and stroke his cheek with your thumb and then you walk away and get on the train with your dog going to god knows where and as the tracks whisk you away into the great unknown and the dying light of a cold winter day paints your face you think maybe you have been loved all along. happened my friend irving bailiff
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people freaking out over celebrities cheating + demanding statements to “hold them responsible” when a celebrity’s main job is to have extramarital affairs for our entertainment…would you ask a butterfly not to leave its chrysalis…