Soooo... anyway.. apparently, I've had this account for well over 14 years now. With no post, ever.
But since I've recently started coming here, and messaging people, I thought it was time to post at least something. If only to show others that, yes, I indeed exist, and I'm not some bot.
So. Hi!
This is me. And the (current) profile picture is my middle child. No, youngest child.
Never mind. Let's not go there.
Honestly, I'd probably mishear the whole question and start crying:
"I don't have any, okay?? My doctor asked me as well, but I don't have one. I have no friends, no family, no one I can trust and fall back on when shit truly hits the fan. I wish it were different but it isn't, so we'll all just have to deal with that"
"..... Ma'am.. I was asking for your emergency disconnect, not your emergency contact..."
men will do literally anything other than engaging in pro-social community-oriented behavior and then get online and complain about how masculinity is vilified and men aren't allowed to be heroes anymore
"all men really want is to feel like the hero" okay then volunteer at a food bank. get narcan training. step in when a woman is being harassed on the street. help out an elderly neighbor with shopping or home repairs. learn how to safely de-escalate fights. help your friends move. join or start your workplace union. become a big brother or volunteer coach for kids' sports. clean up your local park or get involved in some local conservation campaign. do your own damn dishes. notice what needs to be done and then do it. the world doesn't need heroes, it needs helpers. there are literally so many paths to finding a sense of self-respect and worth through pro-social behaviors that improve your immediate local community and help build your network of close personal connections. but these guys don't give a shit about actually contributing anything to the world. they just want to whine and fantasize.
their inherent lack of self-respect is belied not only by the fact that they can't imagine doing anything that contributes to building a better, more resilient society, but how they can't imagine that doing so might involve a lot of small acts and choices and not one big act of heroism that gets them on the news as Big Man Of The Year.
There's a common saying - or near cliche at this point - :
"not all heroes wear capes"
And honestly, I feel like a lot of men just want to wear the cape instead of doing an actual heroic act.
So, by all means, wear the damn cape. But don't pretend that that makes you a hero.
(Plus, capes just get in the way of shit. There's a reason you can't wear loose fabric around heavy machinery)
Sometimes the most radical thing you can do in a loud, exhausting world is stay soft. Kindness isn’t weakness, hope isn’t naïve, and caring deeply isn’t embarrassing. The world changes because people refuse to stop believing it can be better, and that belief starts in small places, a kind word, and choosing compassion when it would be easier not to.
Angry people, justifiably angry; justifiably infuriated about infuriating incidents, situations, circumstances - they shout "people are treated like animals!"
But honestly, I wish they were. I wish for people to finally be treated like animals.
Because I watch videos, on youtube or tiktok or what have you; of veterinarians and shelter personnel and zookeepers.
And literally all of them say: "Patience is key. Mildness. Care. Kindness. Nothing is won with violence or aggression or a raised voice. Patience. Let them come to you.
They're not bad, they're just scared. Angry. Because they've been hurt, mistreated. Their trust broken.
Too fast too soon too harsh, and you'll just chase them away. Yet again. And maybe, this time, forever.
Be humane."
But how come fellow human beings don't seem to deserve that same kind of softness and humanity..?
Even saying ”I’m so sorry, I completely forgot” sounds marginally better than ” I’m so sorry, I didn’t completely forget, I actually completely remembered. I thought about it the whole time and it stressed me out so much my brain built an insurmountable wall around it.”
“It didn’t happen, and I don’t know why. It could have. It should have. My life would be vastly improved if it had. I thought about it constantly and obsessively… and yet here we are.”
Full disclosure:
My dad died in February. And it's been a gift. Because "I'm so sorry my dad died recently and things have been a bit chaotic" is an excuse everybody accepts.
Not sure how long it'll hold though..
While watching the last scene with Baby Jane Doe (yet again), I noticed that the first thing Robby does, is taking off his stethoscope and hanging it on the oxygen stand next to her crib.
And yes, I know that it only make sense to take it off before tending to a baby. But there's a certain poetry in the mirroring, of the S1 and S2 finales.
In S1, he hangs his stethoscope on the railing, before - well: jumping.
In S2, he again hangs his stethoscope - before..? Taking a metaphorical jump? Either his little suicidal sabbatical; or simply opening up to BJD, letting her in. Letting somebody in.
Far fetched or not, I thought it was quite moving.
As funny as that quote is, I feel that the preceding paragraph deserves some attention as well:
After [Julian Green's son] Éric Jourdan's death in 2015, Jourdan's executor Tristan Gervais de Lafond, a jurist of some distinction, supported the publication of the unexpurgated text of Green's journals and the first volume appeared in September 2019. The publishing program respected Green's restriction that sensitive material not appear until fifty years had passed. Included were "hundreds of pages, with countless pornographic and vulgar passages crossed out", with as much as half the material published for the first time, sexual matters as well as assessments of colleagues and literary figures, as well as racist and anti-semitic statements. It transformed Green's public image: his homosexuality was never a secret but Green had always indicated it was "under control" or channeled into platonic relationships. The full text records such a variety of sexual encounters that it documents gay life in the years between the world wars.
I was thinking about Robby's name.
And suddenly, it hit me:
what if, as a kid, he was teased and called "Mike the k***"?
Yes, sure, the use of Robby could be a form of professionalism; where Dr Robinavitch is difficult to pronounce, so "Dr Robby" was just easier.
But it's not just patients and colleagues who call him Robby. It's Janey and Jake as well. Collins - who, presumably, met and dated him before she started working at PTMC
So why, when "Michael" isn't a rare name in any form; or difficult to pronounce?
What if his given name has only painful associations with it?
Bonus points if, some day, he comes home to his parents or grandparents, saying "Freddy called me a kite and then everybody started laughing real hard. But it sounded mean. Why would they call me a kite?"
And everything around him explodes: people start screaming and crying; talking to each other in languages he doesn't quite understand. He hears "not again, not again!!!", and his grandma saying "you told me we would be safe here, Efim! We would be safe in America! How do I protect him from this??"
So he knows being called a "kite" is bad - and through the years, he learns the actual word. And so much more.
And when some day his baseball coach says "robina- robinafish? What kind of name is that? I'll just call you Robby" - it isn't ideal. But it's better. It's neutral and a new start.
So he grabs the opportunity, and the name, and never looks back.
I really really really want to see Quinn's real time figures, by date (and possibly time), and see how much of an impact Shawn Hatosy's collab has made on their revenue.
Seriously, I'd be willing to buy Quinn stocks, if that's what's necessary to get some inside information on this.
(because, yes: et tu / me too, Brute. And I confess: I was willing to pay for a whole ass subscription just to be able to listen to the 8 minute preview. Pay 8 bucks to see if it would be worth my 8 bucks, basically. And sure, I'd like to think I'm unique but some decades on this planet have taught me that I'm anything-but. So now I want to know, how many of us Shawn hauled in. Gimme the raw numbers. Make me proud of him (and less embarrassed about myself))
I'm doing a final read-through of my big bang right now and I just got to Jack saying to Robby, "It's you and me," and you guys, I cannot. I don't even remember writing that, but I guess we're just channeling the guys over here. Wtaf.
"You know how they say that a part of you dies when you lose someone you love?
I'm not convinced that a part of you doesn't die every time you see a fellow human pass.
And I've seen so many people die that I feel like it's leaching something from my soul."
(Dr. Robby, The Pitt S02E15)
Please, please all go and read “One Need Not be a Chamber to be Haunted”, by Neige_Nivro / @csstayaway, who had the foresight - or insight - to write this:
“How are you holding up?” *
* Given that you failed. That you have a graveyard inside of you that will only get larger with time. That the people you lose will weigh five times more than anyone you save. How are you holding up, considering that you are now a haunted house, filled with ghosts and crumbling under your own weight?
“Fine.” *
* I’m back. I’m here. The walls have held another day and I will trust the foundation to carry me through. I am haunted, but these ghosts are mine , and I have made a space for them where I can tend to their memory. The house, for now, stands.
“When you let the ghosts haunt you, they’re not just loitering around for kicks. […] If you don’t let them go, they’re going to make you one of them”.
One Need Not be a Chamber to be Haunted (14467 words) by Neige_Nivro
Chapters: 6/6
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jack Abbot/Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, Jack Abbot & Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Characters: Jack Abbot (The Pitt), Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, Janey (The Pitt), Jake (The Pitt), Dana Evans, Montgomery Adamson, Dennis Whitaker, Trinity Santos
Summary:
Being a doctor meant being haunted.
This was the first thing Robby learned in his residency.
Or:
A study of the five great losses in Robby's life and how they led to the one great gain.
can someone find and post the frame of langdon by the sink in the break room next to the sign that says your mother doesnt live here bc thats comedy gold #tome
Okay, I’m going to say something a little controversial here.
Rant under the cut cause you all got me fucked up over this Pitt discourse.
Why is everyone mad at Noah Wyle for focusing his own show on the main character’s storyline? Robby is the main character. That’s literally the point. He created the show and plays the lead. Bro of course the narrative is centered around him.
It feels like people are forgetting how television works. Not every character is going to get equal screen time or a storyline that matches what you personally want. That’s what fanfiction is for—not the actual show.
Also, I keep seeing criticism that the show is treating its women of color poorly, but I honestly don’t think that tracks in the way people are saying it does. If anything, Mohan has had more focus this season. I didn’t even care much for her in season one—I thought she was underdeveloped—but she’s been more present and fleshed out this time around. That coupled with Baran, Trinity, and the entire nurses staff like???
People are also mad about a Supriya leaving next season and immediately spinning it into “it’s because she’s a woman of color” and “it’s a white male agenda,” and honestly… what show are you watching? This show has so much diversity it’s insane.
They’re completely ignoring the fact that she’s being replaced in the main cast by a Black woman whose character is already established, interesting, and clearly well-loved. So the idea that this is some kind of deliberate sidelining doesn’t even line up with what’s actually happening on screen.
This show has representation for not just poc but the lgbtq+ community, people who are neurodivergent and an assortment of religious and ethical backgrounds. It’s like you all are just fucking ignoring the fact that representation like this basically didn’t exist fifteen years ago. I’m so tired of people ragging on this show and not giving it recognition for all the subtle and complex details that come with mental health and the outrageous hell that is the American healthcare system.
And while we’re at it—this season has introduced and expanded some of the most complex character work we’ve seen so far. Baran Al-Hashimi, a woman who was initially framed like a straight-up antagonist “replacement” type, instead gets a layered, emotionally complicated arc that turns her into something far more interesting than a one-note villain.
Santos, a queer woman, is also given real depth: we see her carrying visible self-harm scars, navigating a toxic workplace relationship with another woman, and dealing with the trauma of being completely dismissed and humiliated by Langdon on her very first day. That’s not shallow writing—that’s intentional character building.
Mel has remained consistently written with clear neurodivergent traits that feel deliberate, grounded, and honestly deeply relatable.
Emma, meanwhile, is on her literal first day and is already being put through hell. Girl was physically attacked, choked out, and still managing to respond with care, professionalism, and control. And the rape kit scene wasn’t just “important,” it was handled with weight, precision, and actual narrative respect.
So again—what exactly are people watching?
Because if you’re looking at all of this and still claiming the show is flattening its women or stripping away complexity, that criticism just doesn’t hold up to what’s actually on screen.
It feels like people are so committed to being outraged that they’re not even engaging with the actual storytelling anymore. If you don’t like the direction of a show, that’s fine—but rewriting what’s happening in it to fit a narrative just doesn’t make sense.
in light of the reveal of a mid-credits ending scene in the finale*, here's my prediction:
We see Robby at some hospital admission desk (that's not PTMC's). Talking to their Lupe. "Hi, my name is Robinavitch, Michael. Dr Jefferson called you, he said you'd expect me"
And….. fade to black.
To me, this seems like an actual real and realistic possibility. Short, simple; just open-ending-y enough for people to speculate like crazy; not overly dramatic.