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This is what it’s like living in Michigan
It’s a Monty Python skit.
Guy: *Singing* I’m doing some fishing…
Officer: *Emerges from the water with a grunt* You there, Sir!! I certainly hope you’ve got a fishing license!
Guy: *Panicking* Wha, no, I don’t!
Officer: Oh no?
Guy: *Screaming*
Officer: I’ll have you beheaded!!
As a Michigan native, I confirm this is all true.
Michael Burnham, 2.08 “If Memory Serves”
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alternate title: UNrepressed homoeroticism
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who’s the klutzy Hyrule ditz dropping all their rupees in grass????
a few years ago when I was really REALLY in to Twilight Princess and none of the newer ones had come out yet, and I had planned to write some Very Intense Fanfiction, I decided that I would make it a worldbuilding thing. Like, a cultural phenomenon in Hyrule where people go out of their way to hide rupees all over the place– along roadways and streams, in grass, under rocks, in old pots no one has used in years, or in old shoes, under fallen logs, under big honking rocks that no one has any reason to move. Originally, it was meant to be a sign of goodwill to travelers and those down on their luck, of community generosity and goodwill. Anyone can go out, comb a bit, and scrounge up enough for a meal. Or kids can run around having fun playing their seeking games and find enough for a sling shot, or a sweet. Parents teach their kids not to take more than they really need, to put some back, to keep the chain going. They make a game of it. Who can find the best hiding place? Who can climb to the highest branch, or swim to the bottom of the pond.
They tend to end up heavily clustered in the grass and under rocks along the main roads and paths. People leave out their old, well loved pots and butter churns and tipped over tubs, collect pretty rocks and bits of crystal, grow their herbs and bushes just a bit that wild out front– all to make an attractive place to maybe tuck a green or a red under. For some it’s a point of pride; for all, it tells you a bit about the person who lives there. It’s even practical, when you think of it! We all sometimes end up a little short, but there’s always some from the community to find, or something to tuck for yourself int he future when you realize you’re a bit skint. And when you’ve got a bit extra, well, it’s just NORMAL to go and find a little place to tuck it away and imagine who might find it. Maybe soon. Maybe in a few weeks or months. Maybe years, or decades. Don’t we all get a little big of excitement from the thought?
Communities don’t have really deep poverty that you can’t climb out of, not in Hyrule. There’s no embarrassment to have to pop out and look around a bit to afford a bit of milk or if you’ve forgot your wallet. If someone’s a bit too old or can’t see too well, there’s no shame in hinting, “Under the flower pot, grandma,” or, “Tomla, run out and fetch Mr. Tinkins a few rupees, there’s a love, always good at finding the odd ones out, that girl.”
Sometimes you find shiny rupees that weren’t hidden too well (maybe by that ferociously sweet village kid who keeps hiding them as quick as he’s finding them, bless him, just not very well). Maybe they hadn’t been there long. The contrast is huge when you find dusty, dirt-encrusted things that you think must be at least a few decades old. And then, sometimes you go digging back, adventuring down into the deep places and the old places where no one has traveled in centuries and you turn over a pot or open a little chest no bigger than a bottle and feel a little shiver to think of how long ago someone put this here. A little thankfulness to an ancestor, a little appreciation, a little shock because a silver rupee? Really??! How rich had they been, how powerful the empire, now all in ruins…
Sometimes in his travels, Link comes upon an old, dusty rupee tucked under an ancient discarded shield or a particularly handsome but impossible to move boulder that only a little magic or magical strength can budge. He grabs up the rupee under and feels a little shiver of familiarity… :)
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This is utterly beautiful
Okay, I see a bunch of people in the notes on this going on about how it’s canonically the Minish leaving the rupees, but to be completely honest? There’s literally no reason both that and this headcanon can’t both be true. If anything, they can actually work together BEAUTIFULLY.
Think about it: In universe, the Minish are thought to just be a folktale. Their story is quite literally that they are tiny little mouse-like creatures no bigger than your thumb, that they originally came from another world, and that only children can see them.
Now, MinishCapEra!Link did meet the Minish, and knows for a fact they aren’t just a folktale, as is so often the case in Zelda games. In fact, finding out that the folktales and myths of Hyrule are very Actually Very Real is something of a staple of the series. So much so that by the time of Breath of the Wild, the people actually INVESTIGATE THEIR OLD STORIES just to see if maybe there is anything that will help in fighting back against Calamity Ganon. They’ve been passing down all these old fairy tales and legends for good reason.
But how does this pertain to the Minish and this headcanon, you ask?
Well, one part of the Minish’s story is that they enjoy helping people. One Minish NPC tells you as much at one point, and the backstory in Minish Cap is literally that they made a special sword for the Hero to use against evil, just because they wanted to help him. And they do so again for Link when Vaati attacks Hyrule and places a curse on Zelda. They leave supplies for him to find pretty much everywhere, including the aforementioned rupees. They apparently also just do this in general for Hylians, because they like them that much. They’re basically The Borrowers, if we’re completely honest.
Now, we don’t see much mention of the Minish outside of The Minish Cap. Given how many times Hyrule has been ravaged at this point, I would not be surprised if they had gone extinct, or at the very least endangered as a race. But there are several things in Hyrule that keep popping up now and again, especially around the time a great evil shows it’s face.
The big ones that keep showing up are a Princess, a Hero, and a Sword (Zelda, Link, and usually the Master Sword, but there have been other magic swords that take its place, like the Picori Blade).
There are other legacies that have been significant. For example, King Dorephan of the Zora notes in one of his history tablets that the Divine Beast his daughter Princess Mipha pilots was named after Princess Ruto of the Zora, and considers it fate. Heck, all of the Divine Beasts were named after significant figures in past games: Rudania after Darunia, Medoh after Medli, Naboris after Nabooru.
Some other names have shown up several times: Beedle, Linebeck, Epona, Impa, the Deku Tree, just to name a few.
If all these things have carried on across the history of Hyrule, all these stories, faces, the many different weapons against evil…
Why wouldn’t a story about a race of people who do things purely for the sake of helping others?
Why wouldn’t their tale still be told to children for centuries, even millennia, after the fact, as a fable to encourage selfless giving?
Why wouldn’t the legacy of the Minish still be told as a story of hope, that no matter how bad things are for you, there is always someone who will make sure you are okay?
And whether they’re still around or not, why wouldn’t their story be told as one to emulate? To leave a rupee or two somewhere for someone who might direly need it? To look in small, unsuspecting places, because the biggest help can come from somewhere small and completely surprising? To put out a small tool or a bit of money when you’re well again to help a stranger?
To ask for help when you need it, and pay it forward when you can?
If anything, this headcanon fits perfectly with the tale of the Minish. Because if there is one thing Hyrule is amazing at, it’s making sure that a heroic or noble legacy is passed on for as long as possible. And the stories of the Minish are definitely one that deserves to be carried on, by as many people as possible.
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Anyone got recommendations for essays regarding Star trek and imperialism?
“Why is the Federation so obsessed with the Maquis? We’ve never harmed you and yet we’re constantly arrested and charged with terrorism. Starships chase us through the Badlands and our supporters are harassed and ridiculed. Why? Because we’ve left the Federation and that’s the one thing you can’t accept. Nobody leaves paradise. Everyone should want to be in the Federation. Hell, you even want the Cardassians to join! You’re only sending them replicators because one day they can take their rightful place on the Federation Council. You know, in some ways, you’re even worse than the Borg. At least they tell you about their plans for assimilation. You’re more insidious. You assimilate people and they don’t even know it.”
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Russell & Wolski, “Beyond the Final Frontier: Star Trek, the Borg and the Post-colonial”
Grewell, “Colonizing the Universe: Science Fictions Then, Now, and in the (Imagined) Future”
Resendiz, “Star Trek and “The Other”: Race, Gender and the Cultural Imagination”
I have PDFs of all three if anyone wants them!
i wish someone had told me at 13 that depriving yourself of food and sleep is very much a form of self harm
hey kids i know sometimes things are very rough, and feeling like ur in control of ur suffering can be a coping mechanism for a while, but pls eat and sleep, and try to be gentle to yourself if you can
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Oh, the things that you do in the name of what you love You are doomed but just enough -Church, Fall Out Boy
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