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- Oscar Wilde
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god I am so tired of people throwing roses at my feet as I walk by
- Oscar Wilde
If u haven’t cried in a math class you’re not allowed to follow me. Mathematical illiterates on this blog ONLY
You don’t need to be mathematically illiterate to cry in math class. You just keep taking higher and higher math until you cry.
Camilleri.
Ho iniziato a leggere Camilleri e precisamente Montalbano quando avevo circa 15/16 anni. Mi ricordo un'estate in cui lessi praticamente tutti i romanzi che aveva pubblicato fino a quel periodo. Una volta tornato a scuola, la professoressa di italiano ci chiese cosa avessimo letto e io le rifilai una sfilza di titoti, tutti romanzi di Camilleri.
Oggi è un giorno triste perché è morto uno degli scrittori più illustri che avevamo, una persona di una cultura spropositata e soprattutto di un'umanità che tutti dovremmo prendere ad esempio.
Oggi è un giorno triste perché un sacco di persone hanno esultato alla morte di un uomo, solo perché questo aveva un'ideologia politica diversa dalla loro, solo perché in fondo li faceva sentire piccoli e modesti esseri umani, quali essi sono, nella loro incapacità di vedere qualcosa che vada oltre lo slogan da stadio.
Alla bellezza bisogna educare diceva Peppino Impastato, ma anche all'odio si educa e come ha detto Camilleri, la generazione che sta crescendo è educata all'odio.
È un giorno triste oggi.
“A 90 anni sono diventato cieco e mi è venuta una curiosità immensa di capire - no, non è il verbo giusto, perché capire non si può capire - intuire, ecco intuire che cos'è l'eternità a cui mi sto avvicinando.”
— Andrea Camilleri
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Also how can Arthur Conan Doyle write a character like Irene Adler 1891 and have her 1. Outsmart Sherlock Holmes and get away with it and 2. Be in no way a damsel or love interest to Sherlock.. But every modern retelling not only has her be a sexual /love interest character but she is posed as being very very smart… But never smart enough to just outwit him, get away with it and move on? Women can be smart, sure, but no one is allowed to be smarter than Sherlock.
It’s been over 120 years and Irene is, at her best, never as decently treated as the original.
Arthur Conan Doyle: Here’s a story about male insecurity where the police underestimate her for being a woman and feel the need to get her because she’s a woman and Sherlock is ultimately beaten by a woman and in a bit of character development accepts it and acknowledges her intellect.
Sherlock fans: Uh no way Sherlock is smart Sherlock is so so smart she must have used her feminine wiles or her sexy things or her love to undermine him but he gets her in the end i feel a strange catharsis at changing this ending but I’m sure Doyle always meant to be this way, it just feels right.
Half of the reason that Adler was able to out-wit Holmes was because Holmes was too narrow-minded. Holmes is smart and has knowledge of many subjects, but he also strongly relies on social order and norms to solve crimes. He’s even says in A Scandal in Bohemia that:
“When a woman thinks that her house is on fire, her instinct is at once to rush to thing which she values most. It is a perfectly overpowering impulse, and I have more than once taken advantage of it … A married woman grabs at her baby; an unmarried one reaches for her jewel-box.”
Holmes uses this social norm and order to stage an attack and find out where Adler hid the photo in her house. He drops his guard and is so proud of himself because he knew that this would work, he knew that if he created disorder, “natural” order would attempt to counteract that disorder.
Adler defies those social orders and norms: she is an untitled American woman who earned her own money through a career as an opera star, instead of relying on a husband or family to have financial security; she outwitted Holmes because she cross-dressed and indicated that she frequently did so, allowing her to have a lot more freedom roaming around London on her own terms, and her stage career aided that so that she could act like a man easily; and she didn’t care one bit about her reputation or being a “pure” woman, had several boyfriends, and was known for being an “adventuress”. More importantly, she had the ability to defy those social norms while simultaneously being able to present herself as the ideal respectable and under-estimable Victorian-era woman.
Adler literally defeats Holmes by dressing in drag then happily goes off with her new husband whom she loves very much. And Holmes respects that and is thoroughly impressed. Not only does he respect that, he realizes that he was on the wrong side of things, that he shouldn’t have agreed to take on the case for the King of Bohemia. This is the exchange that follows after Holmes, Watson and the King read Adler’s letter.
“Would she not have made an admirable queen? Is it not a pity that she was not on my level?”
“From what I have seen of the lady she seems indeed to be on a very different level to your Majesty,” said Holmes coldly
Holmes takes Adler’s side and realizes that the photograph is her protection from the King, not something she intended to use as a weapon against him. Adler never exploited the King to get what she wanted, only kept it as a safeguard of her own happiness. She made sure she had a way of ensuring that she alone guided her future.
Irene Adler is “the woman” to Sherlock Holmes, not because she was sexy or he was in love with her. She was a reminder that real life doesn’t always follow what social norms and order are to be expected, that people shouldn’t be taken on face value or respected just because of their title or apparent respectability and ability to follow social order and norms, and that there are two sides to every story.
Take a lesson from Sherlock Holmes, people. Doyle knew what he was doing. If we’re going to keep making him roll over in his grave from creating Sherlock Holmes media, please, at least respect him and Irene Adler.
Nothing gives me a lot of a thrill than seeing this on my dash with people adding to it.
Me on Fourth of July like
Anyway, stop spreading white nationalist rhetoric and toxic nationalism thanks
Nobody said anything about race. Stop that.
It’s nationalist to state facts now?
How is this toxic?
Show me countries better than the USA.
economically
x
human freedom
x
quality of life
x
social progress
x
income equality (america was among the worst)
x
healthcare
x x
gender equality
x
what exactly makes america the “best country” here? america doesn’t excel in anything.
I was gonna say aren’t we like #1 in a bunch of bad stats? Like aren’t we the top for rape and abuse?
we are superior in waging wars, exporting and using firearms, and incarcerating the population among a lot of other terrible things. how depressing is patriotism and nationalism?
I remember this epic moment from The Newsroom
Americans just buy into the propaganda they are the greatest country when there is absolutely zero evidence to say so.
I reblog this post every chance I get.
also watch Michael Moore’s “Where To Invade Next” documentary. he literally goes to other countries just to show how much better they are at everything
Tumblr law: Always reblog the queen.
If you don’t have this on your blog at least once, get out.
I needed this.
Thank you to all the people who posted this so I ended up seeing it. I really needed this right now. Thank you!
Yeah… Not gonna lie… I cried…
We need more people like this
Goddamn it stop making me feel human
The therapist I wanna be.
Text in the image:
“I’m a therapist and keep this poster in my waiting room, apparently it’s saved a few lives.”
I don’t like the phrase “a cry for help.” I just don’t like how it sounds. When somebody says to me, “I’m thinking about suicide. I have a plan: I just need a reason not to do it,” the last thing I see is helplessness.
I think your depression has been beating you up for years. It’s called you ugly, and stupid, and pathetic, and a failure, for so long that you’ve forgotten that it’s wrong. You don’t see any good in yourself, and you don’t have any hope.
But still here you are: you’ve come over to me, banged on my door and said, “HEY! Staying alive is REALLY HARD right now! Just give me something to fight with! I don’t care if it’s a stick! Give me a stick and I can stay alive!”
How is that helpless? I think that’s incredible. You’re like a marine: trapped for years behind enemy lines. Your gun has been taken away, you’re out of ammo, you’re malnourished, and you’ve probably caught some kind of jungle virus that’s making you hallucinate giant spiders.
And you’re still just going, “GIVE ME A STICK. I’M NOT DYING OUT HERE.” “A cry for help” makes it sound like I’m supposed to take pity on you, but you don’t need my pity. This isn’t pathetic. This is the will to survive. This is how humans lived long enough to become the dominant species.
With NO hope, running on NOTHING, you’re ready to cut through a hundred miles of hostile jungle with nothing but a stick, if that’s what it takes to get to safety.
All I’m doing is handing out sticks.
You’re the one saying alive.
I legit cried at this. I’ve needed to hear it put this way. Bless this post.
Every time I see this post I stop to read the whole image. It always helps — even on the good days.
Because it wasn’t weakness. It wasn’t shameful to seek help. It wasn’t pathetic to “cry for help”. I was looking for a stick, be that from myself or from someone else. I was trying to find a way out. I was trying to heal myself.
this is fuckin incredible.
I’m sorry if I repost to many of these, but if it could be someone’s “stick” then it’s worth it
BAM!
That’s how you know they’re British.
woman in a victorian novel: *develops a fever from worrying too much*
me, shivering and sweating with stress-induced anxiety: wtf that’s so unrealistic lol
One of the ballsiest things Tolkien ever did was write 473k words about some hobbits called frodo, sam, merry, and pippin and then write in the appendices that their names are actually maura, ban, kali, and razal.
This just in: Eowyn and Eomer’s names actually start with the letter “L.” [source for other nerds]
#wait so they have hobbitish names and common names?
No, they have Westron names and English names.
What you’ve got to understand is that everything Tolkien wrote was him pretending to merely translate ancient documents. He was writing as if the Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings were actually been written by Bilbo, Frodo, and Sam (or Bilba, Maura, and Ban) and he was just some random contemporary academic translating it all into English for us.
There are many languages in his books, but generally speaking, everything written in English in the books is a translation of the language “Westron.” Therefore any names that come from Westron, he translated. Names coming from other languages, like Sindarin, he left as they were. Why? IDK. Maybe because the stories are from a hobbit perspective and hobbits speak Westron, so he wanted the Westron parts to sound familiar and the other languages/names to remain foreign?
“But Mirkwoodest!” you cry, “The word ‘hobbit’ isn’t an English word! And the names Bilbo Baggins, Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Peregrin Took, and Meriadoc Brandybuck” all sounds super weird and not like English at all!”
Psych! They are in English! (Or Old English, German, or Norse.) Once again you underestimate what a nerd Tolkien was. Let me break it down:
In Westron, hobbits are actually called “kuduk,” which means “hole-dweller,” so for an English translation, Tolkien called them “hobbits” which is a modernization of the Old English word “holbytla” which comes from “Hol” (hole) and “Bytla”(builder).
“Maura” is a Westron name which means “Wise.” Weirdly enough, “Frodo” is an actual Proto-Germanic name that actual people used to have and it means the same thing.
“Banazîr” is Westron for “half-wise, or simple.” In Proto Germanic, the prefix “Sam” means half, and wise is obviously a word we still use.
“Razanur” means “Traveler” or “Stranger” which is also the meaning of the word “Peregrin(e)” This one is a twofer because “Razar” means “a small red apple” and in English so does “Pippin.”
“Kalimac” apparently is a meaningless name in Westron, but the shortened form “Kali” means “happy,” so Jirt decided his nickname would be “Merry” and chose the really obscure ancient Celtic name “Meriodoc” to match.
Jirt chose to leave “Bilba” almost exactly the same in English, but he changed the ending to an “O” because in Westron names ending in “a” are masculine.
I’m not going to go on and talk about the last names but those all have special meanings too (except Tûk, which is too iconic to change more than the spelling of, apparently).
The Rohirrim were also Westron speakers first and foremost, so their names are also “translations” into Old English and Proto-Germanic words, i.e. “Eowyn” is a combination of “Eoh” (horse) and “Wynn” (joy/bliss).
“Rohirrim/Rohan” are Sindarin words, but in the books, they call themselves the “Éothéod” which is an Old English/Norse combo that means “horse people.” Tolkien tells us in the “Peoples of Middle Earth” that the actual Westron for “Éothéod” is Lohtûr, which means that Eowyn and Eomer’s names, which come from the same root word, must also start with the letter L.
The names of all the elves, dwarves, Dunedain, and men from Gondor are not English translations, since they come from root words other than Westron.
The takeaway from this is that when a guy whose first real job was researching the history and etymology of words of Germanic origin beginning with the letter “W” writes a book, you can expect this kind of tomfoolery.
Notes: Sorry I said “Razal” instead of “Razar” in my original post I’m a fraud.
Further Reading:
Rohirric , Westron
The Hargreeves family as John Mulaney quotes.
today in class my friend and i were having a conversation in song lyrics and at some point i used the infamous “this isn’t the stain of a red wine im bleeding love” line from olivia and this one girl turns around and asks “is this shakespeare” and i will never forget her face when i told her that i was quoting one direction
The myth of Achilles, but instead of holding him by the heel, Thetis sumberges him fully so that Achilles is completely invulnerable and Thetis has one invulnerable hand.
She only needs one oven mitt when taking cookies out of the oven.
Top 10 Favourite Fics of all Time!
In celebration of our 10K followers, we are posting 10 lists of 10 favorites for the next 10 days. We decided to start it off with a bang, one of our most commonly requested asks: Our Top 10 Favorite Fics of All Time!!
Despite being numbered, they are in no particular order:
Lisa:
Aurelian
A Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy
A Year and A Day
Gryffindor’s Golden Girl to Slytherin’s Princess
Hunted
Isolation
And We All Fall Down
Pansy’s Revenge
Simply Irresistible
The Request
Ladybear:
The Brightest Black
Destiny
Disparem
We Learned the Sea
Amissus
The Letters From Everyone
Picture Retribution
Static
The Symmetrical Transit
Respected Elf Enslaver
AgnMag:
The God of the Lost
Isolation
Out of the Silent Planet
Beautiful Things Can Come From The Dark
Five Days
The Revenant
Parade of the Sun
Squirm
We Learned the Sea
Broken
Jamie:
The Fallout
Heavy Lies the Crown
The Request
A Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy
Diary of an Illicit Affair
A Past Erased
The Essence of Life
Thirteenth Night
Fortune
Of Crimson Joy
gumwouldbperfection:
Clean
Marked
The Inspection on Elfish Labour Conditions
Quill
Prey
Isolation
Difficult
His Beautiful, Haunting Eyes
Her Sweet, Decadent Smile
Simply Irresistible
Wynken:
ABCs of Moving On
Where Home is
Resistance
The Golden Feeling
Witch Hunt
Eternity in an Hour
The Hunger
Princesses, Frogs and Snakes
For the World Has Passed Away
My Insides are Copper
Shirlyn:
Burbage High
The Request
It’s Just Me
Heir Brained
The Bracelet
Forbidden
Sweet Caroline
Innerhouse Relations
Silencio
The Passion of Hate
Refictionista:
Ambition’s End
Troy
Who Trumps Who?
Heap Coals of Fire on His Head
Turncoat
The Fool, The Emperor, and the Hanged Man
Aurelian
After The Flood
The Green Girl
Sold
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post