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With Peter Jackson two movies into his ‘Hobbit’ trilogy, find out which Tolkien creature best suits your personality.
It wasn’t wholly unexpected considering the choices given. I’m simply not orch material and I’m definitely not a Hobbit.
I am a Dwarf. I am a Dwarf and I am not even surprised.
I'm a dragon, apparently.
My pyromaniac tendencies must be showing.
Just got back from seeing Desolation of Smaug.
Thranduil is the best thing in the movie. Seriously. He's perfect. He is everything I've ever wanted in a depiction of an Elf King. I would watch an entire three three-hour movies of that bastard just being smug and fey and screwing over everyone he considers lesser beings.
Oh and Smaug was pretty awesome, too.
There is a trend in media for strong women who are outwardly so. They are witty, snarky, toned, and know how to hold a gun. The role model being pushed is that of the ultimate woman. It’s progress – I wouldn’t trade River Song for a hundred people from Hollywood’s past – but there’s a silent repercussion, a fortification of the idea that women have to be twice as accomplished to be considered half as good, to deserve this screen time at all. They are always extraordinary, always the one in a million. Importantly, there’s no variety – only one mould to fit ourselves into. A great mould, yes, but not if you don’t fit into it.
Molly Hooper is different. Molly Hooper is kind, thoughtful, always smiling, and intelligent in a way that you don’t really notice until you remember she’s a pathologist. She asks after people and cares about the answers, remembers little details because everything someone says is important. She probably still remembers how Sherlock likes his coffee. Her blog is pink, covered in kittens, and uses Comic Sans. She blunders her way through speaking, has serious foot-in-mouth syndrome, and can’t put on a pair of plastic gloves without making faces. She is one of the strongest women I have ever seen.
She puts up with what can only be described as “total bullshit.” You might say that makes her a bit of a doormat, but for people like Molly (like me), who like kindness and hate conflict, it takes serious guts to call someone on their behaviour and say you’re hurting me. It takes guts to carry that kind of unrequited love and still first and foremost be a friend, to ask what do you need? Molly Hooper makes Sherlock Holmes, a man who can barely articulate anything beyond the scientific, try to be kinder. In the end, Molly isn’t the woman who counts [like Irene Adler], but the friend.
The Real Woman: Why Molly Hooper Is The One Who Counts
no bro
you really don’t
not at fucking
all
It appears absolutely no one realizes this character (assuming this story takes places during the time in which it was filmed) grew up during The Troubles of Northern Ireland.
You don’t if he’s Northern Irish. You don’t know if he’s Catholic. You don’t know if he grew up watching his people get murdered by Loyalist Protestants and British soldiers who carried heavy racial prejudice against Irish Catholics (hellooo, Bloody Sunday anyone?), who had for centuries been characterized as barbaric, racially inferior, lowly people who needed to be wiped out or converted. Attacks by the IRA, and therefore retaliation by the British, didn’t completely cease until 1998, I believe? This film came out in 2002.
You don’t know if he was an Irishman who grew up in England. Bomb attacks carried out by the IRA in England kindled misplaced aggression toward innocent Irish civilians living among the English population and Irish people were verbally and physically attacked and their businesses targeted. Perhaps similar to how ordinary Muslims bear the brunt of aggression after attacks by Muslim extremists…
You can still find yourself threatened and demeaned if you’re a Catholic in Northern Ireland or if you’re a Protestant in Ireland and some older dude in a pub in a smaller town straight up asks you if you’re Catholic or not and you’re afraid what’ll happen if you don’t lie about who you are.
You can still hear casual racism toward Irish people in everyday life and in publicly broadcast media in the UK.
You can still see and hear “Kill All Irish” and other pretty heavy anti-Irish sentiment among Loyalists in Northern Ireland who don’t consider themselves Irish at all.
Just because it now appears that the island of Ireland has been allowed to move on from war and their appearance and culture generally allows them to blend into and reap the benefits of the White European demographic doesn’t mean that this character does not have the background suitable to fully empathize with her. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn’t, we just don’t know his story.
But I guess you’ve never been demeaned as a Paddy or a Taig so you wouldn’t understand what it feels like, would you?
don’t worry dude it’s tumblr the mentality here is basically “if you’re lighter than a coconut you’re not allowed to have any feelings and your life is automatically perfect but that’s not racist at all bc your skin is lighter than someone else’s and that means it’s ok”
^^^^^^^^
not enough upward pointies in the world
plot twist: being Irish actually sucks, seriously
I normally don’t comment on posts like these but the ignorance of this makes me so fucking angry because absolutely no one in the world seems to give a shit about the Irish because we all just seem to be so happy and drunk all the time. Because they’re white, right? So obviously they have no idea what hardship means.
*bursts in* *breathes heavily* Did someone mention the Northern Irish Troubles
First of all, pretty much yes to everything about Ireland up there. Growing up in Northern Ireland, I saw the violence from all sides - my father is a British Protestant and my mother is a Catholic, so I basically couldn’t win because according to one side I was a dirty taig and according to the other I was a filthy hun. Luckily I managed to make friends with a mix of both Catholics and Protestants who all thought this attitude was just as stupid as I did, but between all of us, we saw our fair share of sectarian violence, and the Catholics, without a doubt, got it worse.
Irish Catholics were robbed of their country by Protestant invaders centuries ago. They fought and fought and eventually got the Irish Free State (now the Republic of Ireland), however, thanks to the deliberate plantation of Protestants to eradicate the Catholic majority in the North, it was left under British rule. Since then, Catholics have been murdered, arrested, terrorised, tortured and driven out of their houses just for being Irish Catholics.
I moved from Northern Ireland in 2010 and to the day I left, the violence was not over. I couldn’t wear certain colours in certain areas because I would be beaten. I had fake names depending on where I was stopped, as attackers can determine what religion you are from your name alone (and this is a trick I learned, too, for defence). I can recite my rights if I’m arrested because if I was stopped in certain areas I could be, on the assumption I could be Catholic. I know the subtle sectarian geography of the city of Belfast because if I cross the road in the wrong place I’m in enemy territory. I have been chased by a group of forty people, throwing fireworks at me, because they assumed I was a Catholic. Police were parked on nearby streets and didn’t acknowledge the commotion. My friends and I walk past graffiti screamed “Kill All Taigs”. A fifteen year old boy who lived half an hour from me was beaten to death by a group of adults for being Catholic. For fifty years, people have been detained without trial, tortured, beaten and wrongly imprisoned just for being Catholic, because apparently, being Catholic means you must be in the IRA.
Even now, I can’t escape it. I have a noticeable Northern Irish accent, which is stronger when I’m around people from there and is noticeable as a strong accent whenever I’m not in the country. At airports, I’m always the one stopped and frisked if they hear my accent. At ferry ports, it’s alway my car (which has Northern Irish registration plates) that’s “randomly selected” for a search. All of this just happened to me, a person who got off lightly.
If you think that Irish people haven’t faced oppression and abuse, you’re wrong. If you think that Northern Ireland is past its troubles, you’re wrong. It sickens me that this happens only a few hundred miles away from England and no one acknowledges it exists, because hey, they’re just some terrorist Catholics, right?
Contrary to popular belief, racism isn’t America centric. Just ask the Serbians and Croatians.
REBLOGGING FOR THE LAST ONE JFC THANK YOU.
This. Also, for us Italians, Sicily: most of the Italian side of my family traces their roots to poor fishermen and the like there up until just before the World Wars. For the past thousand years or so, when we haven’t been under imperialist rule by Rome, the Muslim empires, or Spain, we usually lived in fear of our own countrymen in the Mafia, which is still quietly in control of much of the region’s economy and politics today.
Yeah. It’s long. Doesn’t mean Tumblr doesn’t need to see it. Also:
So Irish people were often treated with the same disdain as blacks. You’re the worst kind of person if this post can’t teach you that white =/= privileged.
Uhhh Irish people had it bad, but they did not face the same level of oppression that blacks did.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1389849/Many-African-Americans-tracing-IRISH-roots-inspired-Barack-Obama.html
Some Irish Americans raped and enslaved black people. Can any blacks anywhere say their ancestors ever enslaved Irish people?
Just stating the facts, folks.
Unless I’m missing something, no one said “same level of opression.” And what happened to this convo being about Northern Ireland? I’m sure they meant as blacks “post slavery”. This was from a movie. A UK movie. America has nothing to do with this convo. And slavery has nothing to do with this convo. She’s talking about how badly Pakistani people were treated in the UK. He’s talking about how badly Irish people were treated in the UK. She’s assuming (the way half this site does) that you have no troubles and dont know what racism feels like if your skin color is light enough. And he’s proving that wrong.
Being Irish in the UK nowadays is nothing like being Irish in America. The fact that their skin is white doesn’t mean shit to some people, because they’re Irish. I have stepfamily in Ireland who took a vacation to London two years ago — just two years ago — who were treated so horribly they’ll never go back. Waiters and shop clerks would “mysteriously” refuse to notice them, and in several restaurants, they heard someone a few tables away mocking their accents. They said it was never anything overt, but the disdain was sometimes palpable. And this was London in 2012, not somewhere out in the country 20 years ago. No, they weren’t physically attacked or anything, but in places they were treated by older people as though they were subhuman. It might technically be ethnicism (if that’s even a word) rather than racism, but that doesn’t automatically mean it’s easier to deal with.
Things heat up in the kitchen fandom
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This is probably exactly how fandom dicsussion look to people who aren't into fandoms.
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The German language says it how it is.
From OP;
“and btw, if you have academic cred / sound more intelligent than the fandom average &/or have a lot of followers?
then you have the kind of privilege that means that people take your words more seriously”
People take you more seriously if you write in complete sentences and use punctuation?
They take you more seriously if you are educated?
The number of people listening to you correlates with the number of people willing to take you seriously?
Well, yes, and with good reason.
It seems that tumblr throws around the term “privilege” so often as a dirty word that some users seem to have forgotten that some privileges have been rightfully earned.
Yo, you don’t want to start this shit with me.
Being able to afford/access quality / higher education is a privilege.
And if someone isn’t able to afford/access it, then it doesn’t automatically mean that they haven’t “rightfully earned” the right to have their perspectives and their words taken seriously.
By the same token, having access to a quality / higher education doesn’t automatically mean that their opinions are more valid than those who didn’t have access to it.
Is quality / higher education something that helps (some) people better themselves? Sure. But it’s not a 1:1 correlation of “more/better education = better thinkers.”
Moreover, it’s not a “good reason” to be taken more seriously solely because of your popularity. If you don’t understand that, then you haven’t been paying attention to pop culture.
Take that elitist crap elsewhere; I’ve got no time for it.
You do know that rebuking someone and then immediately telling them not to reply is in bad taste, don't you?
From OP;
"and btw, if you have academic cred / sound more intelligent than the fandom average &/or have a lot of followers?
then you have the kind of privilege that means that people take your words more seriously"
People take you more seriously if you write in complete sentences and use punctuation?
They take you more seriously if you are educated?
The number of people listening to you correlates with the number of people willing to take you seriously?
Well, yes, and with good reason.
It seems that tumblr throws around the term "privilege" so often as a dirty word that some users seem to have forgotten that some privileges have been rightfully earned.
- So, where did she go? - That’s a bit rude. I just proposed to her.
Question: how did Mary get in?
She pretended to be carrying the child of a gay couple (one of them working in the building, perhaps as doorman or something) and only once inside did she exclaimed “POWNED, N00BZ!!!” before drawing her big gun out.
At lea least it goes well with the logic of the episode.
Wasn't Mary Janine's friend, too? IIRC they said that's why she befrended her in the first place, to get to Magnussen.
Maybe she stole her keycard or something.
a guide to uk cities for foreign people
manchester: gays. you will probably get mugged. liverpool: like manchester, but less gay. you will definitely get mugged. newcastle: probably quite good for canadians as exists in permafrost and has never left the 90s. leeds: it's a lot cheaper than london bradford: leeds but awful nottingham: gun death capital of the uk! derby: intense rivalry with nottingham, literally no one else in the country or world gives any fucks about this. hull: violently resist anyone who attempts to take you here leicester: i'm not sure this is a real place york: this is an illustration from the top of a christmas biscuit assortment birmingham: NO. brighton & hove: more gays. is only a pretend city. mild to moderate chance of mugging. contains some deeply annoying hippies. basically if san francisco was british. portsmouth: there is literally nothing here. southampton: exactly the same as portsmouth but smells of off milk bristol: you have a 1 in 10 chance of ending up in a bbc recording. everyone sounds like a farmer or bob marley. cardiff: you have a 1 in 5 chance of ending up in a bbc recording, and a 1 in 3 chance of being glassed. plymouth: post apocalyptic wind tunnel full of drunk sailors pissing on depressed hookers. do not enter. penzance: everyone here is from london now. london: no one from london is actually from london and even breathing is expensive. cambridge: windy and full of equal amounts of homeless drug addicts and public schoolboys. the junkies are nicer. oxford: same number of cunts as cambridge but easier to escape from due to all-night bus to london edinburgh: a goth turned into a city. basically london but slightly more scottish. glasgow: it is impossible to tell whether people are angry or happy. aberdeen: las vegas at the point when vegas starts crying uncontrollably belfast: do not order "an irish car bomb" OR "a black and tan" here. wolverhampton: really, really don't. norwich: count people's fingers. mutations walk here. coventry: like plymouth, bombed flat in ww2. like plymouth, failed to take the hint. like plymouth: do not alight here. sheffield: poster-child for world war 3. good luck finding somebody with teeth. EDIT: swansea: where dreams go to die.
Can confirm Leicester not being a real place; nothing outside my window but a void of emptyness and superfluous silent letters.
Rewatching The Sign of Three: I think Sherlock incorrectly assumes this is a group marriage.
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So basically half a million people said, “Right. Bungee cord. Good enough.” And turned off the TV.
Either that, or they turned the TV off in disgust because they thought that was the actual explanation.
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#zombie slaying edwardian school prefects#i mean if that’s not your jam maybe reconsider your priorities
I sympathise with John, but unfortunately empathise with Sherlock.
can u feel the warmth
I can feel it! I can feel the tension!
Don’t tell me, there’s already smut on the thing, isn’t there.
Haven't seent he film yet, but from the trailers I still can't get over how much Not-Orlando-Bloom looks like Orlando Bloom. Despite not actually looking that much like him, if that makes sense.
Of all the things, Phosey, this one must be the Politically Incorrect One you’d better not be voicing out on Tumblr. I’m kinda happy you did, eh.
I mean, obviously, shut up you dork, you’re not seeing the big 3D picture.
If I’m interpreting this right.
(I am fully conscious of the fact that my primary occupation on Tumblr is to criticise space Viking furniture and discover, I am so damn late on that prompt list thing, whether or not the space Vikings breastfeed. But I don’t dwell in amateur shrinkery, that’s just weird.)
No doubt I'll be regretting it in the morning when the New Year's drinks have worn off.
The key to understanding Loki’s Resistance is that it was started by a bunch of fans who were out right triggered (I am not using it in the flippant manner, I’m talking lost sleep and appetite in the shitter, possibly with flashbacks) by the stuff in Thor2. The feels are strong in them, and as a result they get shouty as fuck.
If someone got that badly triggered by Thor 2 of all things, maybe they should be avoiding media in general.
At the point where a mild fantasy film has that sort off affect on someone, it kinda becomes their problem, not an issue with the film itself. I mean, the utmost sympathies to their condition, but blaming the film for details about how space vikings imprisioned the genocidal villian (if I'm interpreting this right) is just slightly completely fucking crazy.
Or maybe they should stop empathising with a fictional character so much. I mean, wow, tumblr, just wow.
