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TW: climate catastrophe

Okay, so I have been part of the climate movement for years now and I knew the situation is bad and I also knew that we don't have time and have to act now. But today, during a talk of a marine biologist and climate scientist, I realised HOW bad it really is and that there's actually NO time left.

We can't escape the crisis. We are already in the middle of it. There's no way to go back to the times when we had fewer extreme weather phenomena. On the contrary. If we look at the prognosis of a hot summer and think 'oh damn, this will be rough! we have to get through this safely', surprise: this is the new reality. There's no going back. What's past is prologue. We will have to deal with the heat constantly. We will have to deal with floods and wildfires and storms, even if we did all that is humanly possible to fight this crisis. To lower the world temperature by a few degrees nature needs millions of years (this is what happened after the end of the dinosaurs). We screwed up over the last 170 years and it is irreversible.

The only thing we can do is to slow it down and stabilise this fragile system at a point where we as a species are still able to survive. The biggest tipping points of our system are between 1.5 and 2°C global warming. Last year we reached 1.5° for the first time. There's no time left. If we fail, we'll fail completely.

I always thought that the problem is, that rich people will always be able to escape this terrifying future. That their money will help them to continue their lives even if the rest of the world is doomed. But today I understood that I was wrong. There's no way to escape. All their money will not help them when the supply chains of their companies aren't working anymore. When the people can't afford their products. If we don't act now we will reach a point at which money is irrelevant.

And maybe that's the biggest chance we get: we have to scare the rich people. We need them to notice that they are as doomed as we are. That they can't sell their products to a dead man. And that dead workers can't do their work anymore. Maybe that's where we have to start.

Scare the shit out of them.

#climate crisis #might not even work but its the only idea i got so far #im so scared #and i want them to be too #eat the rich #scare the rich

Gerade "Searching for William" auf der Open Air Bühne vom Shakespeare Festival gesehen und es war großartig!

Bin bisschen neidisch auf 9(!) Moving Lights für eine fucking temporäre Bühne — wir haben nur 2 🥲 Licht und Nebel kamen aber einfach mega nice, Props an das Lichtdesign! ✨

Was mich aufgeregt hat war die Frauengruppe, die vor uns saß und andauernd gefilmt und geredet haben. Ultra nervig und respektlos und leider auch komplett uneinsichtig, obwohl quasi alle aus dem Umfeld inklusive Abenddienst sie angesprochen haben, dass das Filmen nicht erlaubt ist. Sie haben sich aber natürlich wie die top Fans und Supporter gefühlt. Hoffe, ihre Ärmel werden beim Händewaschen immer bisschen nass.

Aber: nachdem wir uns in der Pause umgesetzt haben, stand Christian Friedel während dem Macbeth Part plötzlich neben uns auf so einem Vorsprung und hat sein Schwert über unsere Köpfe geschwungen. Mega cool ☺️😍

#woods of birnam #christian friedel #searching for William

razreads

Actors are by nature volatile – alchemic creatures composed of incendiary elements, emotion and ego and envy. Heat them up, stir them together, and sometimes you get gold. Sometimes disaster.

M. L. Rio, If We Were Villains

ilredeiladri

I love how actors are described in this book as these dark, overly sensitive, emotional creatures — while in real life, most actors are just the loveliest, funniest, genuine and hard working people with no propensity for drama offstage.

I love the world and the characters of IWWV but I'm also very relieved that the actors I work with are nothing like that 😶‍🌫️

#if we were villains #theatre love #Ensemble love

mephistopheles

midsummer: if the feudal strictness of your home kingdom can’t give you what you want, try going on an adventure guided by magical supernatural beings

macbeth: but not like that

hamlet: if you’re in a duplicitous violent world, your king and your peers and your girlfriend may lie to you, so only follow the advice of your steadfast best friend

othello: but not like that

as you like it: if you undergo a misfortune that causes you to hate your life in your city, give yourself a makeover and run away to the woods

timon of athens: but not like that

two gents: if you’re in love in italy, you can quickly and easily communicate important information via the verona postal service

romeo and juliet: but not like that

#omg this might be one of my favourite posts ever #shakespeare

aro-ace-culture-is

Aroace culture is loving Sherlock Holmes but lowkey not shipping johnlock. Like I see why people ship them but Ive always read Sherlock as aroace so it never really made sense to me.

ilredeiladri

I ship them in a queer platonic way 🫶

#aroace #sherlock holmes #john watson #johnlock

ilredeiladri

What if the play 'Hamlet' ist the story as Horatio told it after Hamlet bid him to.

What if Horatio made up the first encounters between Hamlet senior's ghost and the guards, to convince people that Hamlet wasn't hallucinating. That the ghost was real and Hamlet wasn't mad. Even if in reality nobody except for Hamlet ever saw the ghost.

What if Horatio did it, because he couldn't stand the idea that people remember Hamlet as someone who lost his mind.

What if that wasn't how Horatio himself wanted to remember him.

What if.

bigfriedbassoon

“You saw it, you saw it too,” Hamlet says, and Horatio nods tightly, trying to avoid his bright stare. Flattery he can’t abide, and lying to Hamlet’s face is unbearable.

Hamlet smiles though, and looks out the window overlooking Elsinore’s courtyard. At the Norwegian flag flying half mast.

“Anyway, you see me,” he says casually.

“What does that mean?” Horatio finally asks. He’s been too afraid to talk to it.

“That madness is catching. Or hell is real.”

The cock crows. Hamlet is gone.

a-dux

Hi! Very interesting interpretation of Horatio trying to cover up Hamlet's madness. That's not one I've heard before. But I do want to know that in the original text it is actually a possible interpretation that Horatio's explanation of events is the play we just saw. Also, this is an interpretation Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead tends to go with, and even cuts off a pretty large chunk of text to play into this idea further.

Here are the final lines of Hamlet:

And here are the final lines of Ros and Guil:

The ending of Ros and Guil functions as essentially resetting the "time loop" the play is sort of in, since a lot of the play's focus is on existential ideas surrounding what it means to be two characters in a play, specifically ones who don't survive it.

So yeah! It's actually a pretty popular interpretation that the play is how Horatio tells it, although it's definitely unclear as to how reliable of a narrator he is. I would love to see a production or adaptation or alternate telling where the audience has reason to doubt Horatio.

ilredeiladri

Thank you for the addition, very interesting!

I would love to see this interpretation in performance. I've watched a lot of Hamlet productions but have never seen Horatio framed as the (unreliable?) narrator. Would be very interesting I think!

#hamlet #horatio #shakespeare

I am at the RSC watching "The Tempest" and it's very magical and fun.

It's especially cool that the background colouring switches between the aroace flag 🧡💛🩵💙 and the bisexual flag 🩷💜💙 but... BUT(!) can someone please teach Kenneth Branagh how to conduct properly? They gave him this stick to show how Prospero is controlling everything that's happening on the island, which is okay, but if he once more beats a three-four time while the musicians are playing a four-four, or vice versa, I'll lose it.

#the Tempest #shakespeare #rsc #royal shakespeare company #kenneth branagh

rockettthefrog1409

ilredeiladri

He is Polonius's lost twin brother

#friar lawrence #polonius #romeo and juliet #hamlet #shakespeare

currentlycryingaboutlancelot

i know this is how comedies work but i hate that hero and claudio end up together in much ado not only and obviously because of him basically spitting on her at their wedding accusing her of sleeping with someone else when he has like no evidence and also was told this by like. Guy Who Monologues About Being Evil. and leaving her for dead there. not only this but also!!! the seeds of claudio’s jealousy are literally there from the beginning!!! his lashing out at the wedding isn’t a fluke brought out by malevolence!! jealousy and suspicion and insecurity is part of his character. when don pedro offers to woo hero for claudio, claudio agrees and then gets threatened when don pedro does exactly what they had discussed because he doesn’t believe hero will actually love him. he doesn’t trust her. and this problem!!! never gets fixed!!!! we’re supposed to believe that after they reveal to him that she’s innocent that he just trusts her now? that the same thing isn’t going to happen in their marriage when the stakes are a lot higher now because she has to depend on him for everything?? when the whole play we’ve seen only the opposite?

#this!#run hero run #she deserved better #much ado about nothing #shakespeare

pearl-in-vinegar

'i asked chatgpt' yeah well I asked the three witches and now I'm the king of Scotland. so

#macbeth #shakespeare

I'm writing a new stage version of "Hamlet" atm in which the whole play is a retelling of the events by the survivors (because it was Hamlet's last wish that Horatio tells his story - so that's what he does).

To not spoil the audience about the concept from the beginning, I want to list the characters only with their initial letters instead of their whole names:

It's not "Horatio" it's "H",

it's not Osric it's "O",

it's not "Marcellus" it's "M".

So you will understand my disappointment that neither Bernardo, Francesco, Fortinbras nor Reynaldo starts with an "O" (and my girl Ophelia is dead unfortunately).

I would have loved to see

written all over the cast lists, booklets and theatre websites...

#so close #it wouldn't have worked anyway because it's stupid to give two characters the same “name”#but still #now it will be homf or something like that #it's a shame #shakespeare #hamlet

taylenpenrose

Saw a funny post that was like "The true tragedy of Hamlet is that Horatio still has to pass his finals" and then I wrote a serious poem about it

You haven't gone to class in almost a month now. Winter break is over. You were supposed to go back. You didn't.

Your history professor's email sits unreplied-to in your inbox. "Horatio," the email says, "you haven't come to class in almost a month. Winter break is over, Horatio. Do you know that?"

You're not sure that you do.

You'd like to reply and say, "I'm sorry, sir, I'll come right in tomorrow if you'll please give me a second chance." Or, "I'm sorry, sir, I've had a lot on my plate but I'll get back to work soon." Or, "I'm sorry, sir, it's just that I've gone to more funerals this year than I'd ever been to in my life before, and one of them was for my best friend, Hamlet, you remember him, remember the class where you showed us a documentary on what scholars actually know about Troy, and I thought it was boring but Hamlet liked it, he always liked documentaries, do you remember that?" Or, "I'm sorry, sir, but I can't care about history until I know what to do with my future."

You want to fail your finals. You've never failed anything important, before you didn't save him. Now you think it would be fine if you never went to class again and filled the online gradebook with the letter F and had to go to summer classes and skipped your summer classes and did your freshman year of college over and over again forever, because stagnation is fine if it means you don't have to move on.

You delete the email. You find, in your cavernous inbox, that a Google doc has been shared with you, titled "Psychology Group Project: Should We Follow the Classic Model of Five Stages of Grief?" Your assignment is denial.

On your slide, you type out, "Denial," right at the top of the page, and then you stop. Hot tears slide down your chin and hit the rim of a wine glass, drained. You never cry, except you do, now.

You delete the slide. Your group will have to manage without denial. They will have to live with their eyes wide open to the horrors of the world.

At 8:30 am tomorrow morning, most of your classmates will go bleary-eyed to math class. You won't.

#oh Horatio my love #he deserves so much better #this is beautiful and heartbreaking #tragic danish boyfriends #hamlet #Horatio #Shakespeare