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oof my friend was talking about how he wants to get back into golf and hinted at taking me to go golfing with him and I really said âyou ainât getting me on a golf course unless itâs to bomb it with native wildflowersâ why canât I talk to normal people
I support you
thank you tumblr user antigolfing
Iâm really into internet discourse but only pointless and stupid internet discourse like how many holes there are in a straw (itâs 2)
This is exactly what Iâm talking about.
Iâm sorry but mathematically speaking this question has a single objectively correct answer, which is 1 hole. This can be very simply proven; a straw and a torus are homotopic, and a torus has one hole.
i odnt think thats true one of my friends is a taurus and hes fine with gay people
[ID: a response from richardsphere, âNo, its an infinite amount of holes stacked on top of eachother. (sic)â End ID.]
itâs so funny to me that everyone depicts Quincey Morris as this rooty-tooty-point-and-shooty cowboy stereotype when Lucy specifies in her letter that heâs actually very well-educated and doesnât use âTexan slangâ around most people
just like
modern Quincey as the American exchange student whoâs from Austin and went to Harvard for undergrad, but wearily trots out the Yeehaw⢠when his very sweet, very earnest British crush asks him to
Imagine if you will a complete inversion of a boorish American on St. Patrickâs Day. Imagine an Irishman who aggressively celebrates the Fourth of July with unabashed gusto, who desperately tries to claim the significance of some alleged 1/32 American heritage, who wears a shirt with an eagle turning into an American flag and who drinks a specialty red, white, and blue novelty beverage until he collapses in a pool of tricolor vomit. Imagine some guy so invested in a superficial, touristy version of Americaness that he will nervously call the side with his $20 âauthenticâ hamburger âfreedom friesâ out of fear of offending. Imagine a guy who upon meeting any American will try to strike up a friendly conversation by asking them what their favorite gun is and talking about how personally inspiring he finds Abraham Lincoln.
You must understand, as you prepare to read the May 24th entry of this novel, that this Irishman is Bram Stoker.
One thing that's missing from a lot of the current Dracula discourse is an understanding of how vampires actually work in the book's universe.
In most of the modern portrayals we're used to seeimg, vampires are painted as tragic or conflicted figures, that are mostly the same as how they were before being bitten: the same person, just immortal and nocturnal and periodically possessed by bloodlust. Not so in the original book, and not so for our good friend Johnathan Harker.
In the original story that we're currently hearing, vampirism is much more of a transformation, and much more closely tied to undeath and demonic sin. Not only is it brought on by death, but the reanimated corpse retains none of it's soul and it's conscience and any trace of goodness it had in life.
Most of us were delighted and amused at the Count's bizarre antics in the story's first chapters, then suddenly surprised when it took a sudden turn toward horror and apparent homoeroticism when the Count saves Johnny from his 3 blood-slorpimg girlfriends and gives them a baby to eat instead. And yes, that is the point where the nature of the threat becomes clear, but the missed purpose of the first few chapters is to set up not only how absolutely disconnected the Count is from how a normal person lives and acts, but to show how this entire demeanor as a noble gentleman or a friend or a human being is nothing but a poorly-maintained facade, and a means to an end; that end, of course, being to move away from the superstitious and well-guarded countryside, and into a quiet home in the center of London, one of the most densely populous cities in the world at that time.
And somewhere in the Count's conversation with his three fine ladies lies another hint: that love means something completely and entirely different to vampirekind than it does to us. A human does, and should, love through care, concern, goodwill and service. The count wears these things like a mask around Johnathan, but between he and his ladies the mask falls, and we see that when they say love, they mean something else: something on the spectrum between lust and dominance and hunger, and probably closer to the latter. The Count being affectionate is not necessarily a sexy or appealing or desirable occurrence in any way whatsoever at all ever.
The story hasn't suddenly turned toward horror, it has been a slow revealing, to both us and Johnathan, that he is trapped in a castle not with a man but with a THING. It wears the skin and memories of a nobleman who died long ago, likely in one of those wars it's so fond of recounting, but it is even less his friend than we are. We, and Johnathan, can be certain now that the moment he has served his civilized purpose the pretenses will drop, and the beast and its beastettes will devour him,
And England is next.
I love this story. Familiarity and memes can turn horror into comedy so easily, as we have been proving, but beneath it all, this is some damn good horror.
Jonathan on May 12th: I saw the count emerge from the window, crawling over the walls like a lizard. I experienced feelings of horror I have never felt before and a sense of fear and dread unmatched.
Jonathan on May 15th: Dracula back on his bullshit, climbs the castle like a lizardđ #tired
moon knight is not realistic because if oscar isaac stood me up on a date then called me back two days later iâd simply haul ass and meet him. youâre right babe it IS friday thatâs on me.
MOON KNIGHT + text posts pt. 3
Steven Grant + Big History Buff⢠â Moon Knight (2022) | dir. Mohamed Diab
Moon Knight + memes edition part 1 (insp)
I emailed Matt, The creator of Dracula Daily and, uh...
Extremely excited to inform you over 100,000 people are following my good friend Jonathan Harkers adventure this year!
Today in Dracula, Jonathan Harker faces his biggest fear yet, Catholics maybe being right
the countâs bedroom
Angry neckbeards in 2007: I wish those ignorant Twilight girls would read Dracula and know the TRUE TERROR of the vampyr.
Those same girls 15 years later, reading Dracula as part of a giant internet book club: Fucking hilarious.
may 7th: dracula confirmed teeaboo
really into dracula daily *and* into tumblr being into dracula daily. it's marvelous. it's nothing. it's everything. it's a complete novelty. it's a return to a centuries old form of communally reading novels. no one could've seen this coming, and also the entirety of human civilization has been working towards exactly this. can't wait to be re-reading illiad with u guys in 2023.
