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@kang-jahee
Seven suggested we all get Tumblr blogs. According to him, we might be able to find very special guests on this site. My blog will function as a way to get in touch with potential guests for the upcoming RFA party, as well as be a place where I will catalogue information about Zen such as images, observations and creative writing focused around his person. I am looking forward to getting to know you all.
So let me get this straight, in Monopoly if you give one player more money to start out it’s “unfair” but if you do it in real life it’s “capitalism”?
You know what, I’m going to tell you guys a story.
In my Sociology class a few semesters ago, our prof had us break off into groups and, much to our naive joy, began distributing Monopoly boards! We had no idea what was going on but yay! Games! Of course, once our group, and a number of others, got the board we began to work at setting up and distributing the money…
until suddenly our prof told us to put the money down and pick up the dice.
“Roll the dice and sort yourselves from highest to lowest,” our teacher commanded. "Now, the highest number is the upper class. The next one is upper middle class. The next two or three are middle class. The last person is in poverty.“
Well, as the person who rolled a two this was startling and not wholly welcome news.
From that point the game changed entirely. We had to hand out the money so that the “upper class” had this fucking mountain, and then less for upper middle, even less for middle, and I didn’t get any triple digit bills. We would all collect different amounts from passing go as well.
The biggest change though? Going to jail. Upper class didn’t. Period. Upper middle class could go but they only had to stay for one turn or they could immediately pay their way out. Middle class had some pretty easy guidelines for when they could pay to get out. As lower class, it was really easy for me to wind up in jail and REALLY hard to get out. But since I was working with so little money when everyone else had so much I was in jail all the time because there was no “game over”. If I couldn’t pay I had to go to jail for a certain period of time. I had to take out loans with interest I could never pay back just to get out only to wind up back in it again, rolling dice turn after turn hoping to be able to get out.
It was simultaneously the most enlightening and most awful game I had ever played. I was bored and frustrated and a little terrified about it all. And it wasn’t only me. I would never win, I sort of accepted this, but it was amazing how the middle classes reacted as well. They were stressed. Because they were always that close to either being able to one-up the upper class or from crashing into poverty with me. They had to fight constantly just to stay in the middle.
(I should also mention that the upper class player in one group felt so bad for the lower income players that they ended up overhauling their entire game and creating a “socialist” society instead. I’m not sure how our teacher felt about that one.)
Worth stressing this is entirely in the spirit of the original designer’s aims for Monopoly.
Monopoly’s original form of The Landlord Game which was explicitly designed to teach people about the unfairness of rent systems. To quote from the wikipedia entry, just as it’s the easiest source to hand…
Magie designed the game to be a “practical demonstration of the present system of land grabbing with all its usual outcomes and consequences”.[2] She based the game on the economic principles of Georgism, a system proposed byHenry George, with the object of demonstrating how rents enrich property owners and impoverish tenants. She knew that some people could find it hard to understand why this happened and what might be done about it, and she thought that if Georgist ideas were put into the concrete form of a game, they might be easier to demonstrate.
When the usual suspects start making “don’t bring politics into games” noises, I roll my eyes pretty hard. They have no idea of the history of the form.
WOW.. THIS IS CRUCIAL! Thank you for that!!! 👏👏
I read a study where they had people play Monopoly and gave one person twice as much money as the others but didn’t announce this. In all the test groups the person with more money won quickly and bragged throughout the game about how well they were doing and that they were better at the game than the others were. None of them noticed that they had more money or considered that starting capitol may have been a factor in their winning
Rich people like to believe we all have equal opportunities and they’re just better at playing the game
The Berkeley Monopoly study is one of several studies on money, power, and empathy! It’s a bit more complicated as the study was actually on subconscious body language, how people who have more money and are winning at the game start to move their piece more aggressively, take up more space at the table, and even eat more of the available snacks.
(I think there were variants where the players did and didn’t know about the $ differences but in the one talked about here they do know. And I recall another article that mentioned on exit interviews the “wealthy” players were more likely to talk about how they used winning strategy, etc.)
To sum it all up, we have individualist instincts and we have complex interdependency instincts, and they’re influenced by some combination of broader culture (how we’re raised, etc), physiological effects (which themselves can be genetic or environmental) and our access to money (which seems to be correlated with what we might call “ruthless” or “asshole” behaviors), and there’s no easy way to work out what causes what.
Sometimes even I surprise myself with how handsome I am~
Narcissist lolol
...Anyway,
yeah.
@kang-jahee
How do I block people on here?? Mr. Han can't see my personal posts. But I really don't want to stop making them
Why would u eat healthy???? To live longer? All I'm hearing are two negatives!!
Honey Buddha Chips forever, babey!!!
Sometimes I worry about you...
No point in worrying about him, since he often does what he wants anyway.
Mr. Han! You're on here??
Hello hi yes I'm very content starved because Zen is my favourite and I think I have consumed every piece of media that was relevant to him 😭
May I please request domestic fluff with Zen (only if u want to)
Maybe something like Zen being teasy and being annoying (ly adorable) and also being the dork that he is can't handle it when the tables are turned shjsjxa idk I'm just spitballin here, absolutely anything is fine 💫
There's something in the way he smiles that makes you feel like you're on cloud nine.
Zen's always been that way, though. From the very first moment you met his eyes, you knew that your heart couldn't withstand his charm. He was welcoming, warm, and bright. He was everything you wanted in a person, in a partner, even. It was hard to not be grateful that you could be by his side and experience the challenges of life.
Knowing it would never be hard with Zen holding your hand, you could hold your head up without any fears.
Of course, that's what you would say when you weren't pouting about how far he could go to tease you. Right now, all you really wanted was to dive in the bubble bath as deep as you could go to ignore crimson eyes watching your every move from the mirror. He was waiting for a single offer to join you, of course. You hadn't gotten around to it yet.
It was more fun to play this game with him.
"You sure you don't need any help with your back?" his coy question didn't catch you off-guard. But the smirk on his lips did happen to do knots in your stomach. "I can always fix that, babe. You're the one in this relationship that says I've got magic fingers."
You blew out a puff of air that sent some of the bubbles near you into the air. They quickly popped and dispersed before they had a chance to reach him. "You could've made an offer earlier, wolf. You know once I'm in here, that ship has sailed."
It hadn't, but he did love the chase, and that was something you'd known from the minute he whispered how he felt like one of those wolves chasing down their favorite prey when he was with you. He wanted to tease you and make you feel like you had nowhere to go except into his arms. You loved that game. You loved being caught before you knew how to pull out.
This time, undaunted, he strode across the room to kneel before you. You pretended to be calm as you propped your head up against your forearms on the side of the tub. "Well, if that's already sailed away to another venture, what about the others? You know, there's more than one boat out there."
He had a point, there.
"Well, which one are you determined to board?" you countered.
Without hesitation, he raised his hand to your messy hair which was currently filled with soap and suds. "Why don't I take care of this so you can relax? And, if you like the trip from letting me steer this one for you, maybe you'll consider letting me take care of the other boats for the day. I'd love to see how low they travel."
Your face felt warm as you laughed, nervous, shy, and confident all the same. You lifted your hand to press on top of his. "Well, well, well, Sailor, I think I'll take you up on that offer. I think you can handle the stormy bubbles below."
Why would u eat healthy???? To live longer? All I'm hearing are two negatives!!
Honey Buddha Chips forever, babey!!!
Sometimes I worry about you...
That's it, that's the post.
the people in my study group are SO unfocused ughhhh
You're on Tumblr + have been writing non-stop in the RFA chatroom
exactly! theyre doing a horrible job at helping me stay on task
Had a stressful day but what else is new. I've been experiencing lower back pain. Should I buy a better chair? Or sign up for yoga classes? I haven't been taking care of my physical health lately. But how could I. Health is reserved for rich people.
the people in my study group are SO unfocused ughhhh
You're on Tumblr + have been writing non-stop in the RFA chatroom
Tonight I dreamt that Zen was gay. It was kind of a nightmare, kind of not? In parts of the dream I was happy for him, but then later I felt sad and disappointed. And in the end, he didn't get together with his love interest anyway. I also had sushi except it was strawberries and churros. But somehow still sushi.
I hate having an emotional turbulent night of sleep. And getting ready for work while I really need to sit in a quiet room and think about the previous night. My chest feels all weird now but it'll have to get in order before I arrive at the office.
THE SSUM SPOILERS
The audacity of this guy XD lol
My guy i know Zen too well trust me LOL
Also Jaehee would scream her lungs out if she ever heard you saying that.
I keep hearing about this 'Teo'... And no good things.
I don't even need to waste my time defending Zen. As even Teo was made aware of, everyone can clearly see the pure talent and skill Zen displays on stage. How big is his head that he has seen Zen perform live and still think he can compare.
How do you fall back in love with life?
clean your room. clean space, uncluttered space, space that doesn’t have miasma clinging to it can work wonders. clean the dishes. sweep. take out the trash. peel the clothes off the floor and wash them, and then actually fold/hang them. take a long shower. scrub behind your knees. brush your teeth. (this can be utterly exhausting, but try to get it done in a day, if you can. the end result is worth it.)
pull out your notebook. it doesn’t need to be a new notebook, but preferably one that you don’t usually write in, or that you haven’t touched in a while. fuck moleskins. the yellow legal pad will work fine. sit in your room, or in the park, or in the library, and write a list. count clouds. describe all the colors that you see, and note patterns that arise. sketch the cracks in the walls. note the shape light makes when it enters a space. talk about what the air tastes like, smells like. what sounds are there? even the white nose, break that down: air planes, fans, cicadas, anything. remind yourself that you are sitting in the middle of a space brimming with detail. remind yourself that you are not in nothingness and emptiness. your world is fathomless. it has potential.
drink cold water and try to eat something that isn’t processed. it does not need to be fancy. buy yourself an apple with the change between your couch cushions. eat it outside. if you’re someone who walks, walk somewhere afterwards, just to stretch your legs. take your fucking meds. remember that its a good thing that you are inside your body. your body is a fantastic and endlessly intricate machine, and even though society has smacked a bunch of poisonous ideas on it, that doesn’t change its inherent worth and splendor. take care of it.
read a novel. underline your favorite lines, and write phrases that twist your heart inside your chest on the back of your hand with an ink pen. read a novel like it’s poetry. read poetry, something decadent but unpretentious. watch a movie you haven’t seen before. if there are free art galleries near you, walk through one. take your time. let yourself bask. if there are patterns in what makes your soul ache, write those patterns down – marbles arches or soot crumbling bricks or dandelions or descriptions of dresses or whatever it is, write them down.
your chosen family is important. remember, they picked you as much as you picked them. the love has no obligation. it is given freely and it is given from a place of compassion. you are not a burden. if you need to breathe, take a minute by yourself and just exist, but remember to go back to your people. when they need you, listen and be gracious. always be gracious. the universe sometimes remembers things like that.
listen to new music. link jump on youtube or related artist jump on spotify or ask the chap beside you in the cafe what their favorite band is, and listen to that. listen to something that you don’t usually listen to. we tend to tie up a lot of memory with music. we are falling in love again. the soundtrack needs to be specific to that.
allow yourself to indulge in romantics. press flowers in old books. play movies with subtitles and mouth the words. dance in your room. wear something that makes you feel good, even if you wouldn’t wear it in public. write your chosen family letters, even if you hand deliver them. write poetry, even awful poetry. revel in its awfulness. eat dark chocolate and when your chosen family want to go out, try to go out with them sometimes, even if its just to the market.
"Can I... hold your hand?"
“you know, i hate you.” “i know, i know.“ ✨
