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Let's get this straight: Even though The Long Walk is banging stage play material, Long Walk the Musical is a terrible idea. However, this is how I would adapt Long Walk the Musical.
It would be a concept musical, one song per character. We have these fifty boys on a death walk and each of them wants to win because the winner gets a Wish. And that Wish is what many of their songs, at least in theory, are all about.
Hank's song is the first character song and it doubles as exposition. The song's less about what he wishes for and more about how ready he is to kick ass during this contest. He goes through all the rules and the hints and how when you know what you're doing, you can't go wrong. Whenever someone butts in with "but what will you wish for?", he says a new thing, like "ten naked ladies", obviously being embarrassed of his actual wish (we never find out what his wish is, but later it's implied it'd be something to do with Clementine).
Art Baker has an upbeat song about him wanting to get a space rocket and go to the moon. He tells a story about the only time he got to travel in an aeroplane with his grandmother and how he tried to catch a glimpse of God, since they were now flying above the clouds, and that's where Heaven is. He didn't see God, but maybe he'll have better luck when he gets to the moon, and then he will never go home again. When he dies, he reprises his song, a new weight added to not being able to see God and never going home again.
Harkness sings a song about writing his book. He sings about knowing many other aspiring writers and how anyone can be a good writer, but the difference between being a writer and being an author is perseverance. Authors are the ones who don't give up on their writing when it gets hard, who keep writing and never stop. And Harkness is someone who won't give up when things are hard, he's someone who keeps going and never stops.
Pete McVries's song is a song about his wish for there to be two winners in the Long Walk. We learn about Pete's life story before he tells it to Ray, he talks about walking as a metaphor for how horrible his life used to be, and he sings about Ray and how walking isn't half bad when he isn't walking alone. He sings about his quest to always choose love and find sunlight in the darkness, and how it's easy to choose love when you have someone by your side.
Ray Garraty's song is called Carbine and it's about his wish to avenge his father's death and stop the Long Walk for good. The song is dark and hopeless and even though Ray seemingly wants to change things, it's clear he has absolutely no faith in humanity and he can't see the world ever getting better.
Gary Barkovitch is his usual charming self, but little by little he starts obviously losing it and finally Ray tries to encourage him to walk on by asking him about his wish. The start of Barkovitch's song is rambly and confused, but Ray tells him to keep going, and finally Barkovitch sings about feeling isolated wherever he goes, always two steps behind everyone else, not being able to understand other people or how to make them like him. Before he dies it's made very clear that if Barkovitch had one wish, he'd wish for a friend.
Collie Parker has two songs. One of them starts the second half of the musical, it's a Clementine-like moment, and he gets everyone else to sing the song with him. His second song is supposed to be about his wish, but it's angry and frustrated and at first it seems like he doesn't really wish for anything. However, once the song continues we learn Collie's wish: He wants to go home.
Stebbins has one of the last songs and he start's singing it after Pete tells him to say something real. Stebbins talks about being "the rabbit", he reveals that the Major is his father, and he talks about how his wish used to be that he'd be invited to his father's house for tea. However, now he doesn't have a wish anymore. He stops walking.
The story ends with Ray dying, reprising Pete's song with his dying breath. Pete reprises Ray's song and aims his carbine at the Major. The musical ends and we all feel bad.
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We did it. We finally saved her.
We need to do what we can to protect the Internet Archive. Here is a petition that you can sign.
Defend the Internet Archive
This petition alone might not be enough, but everything we can throw at this counts.
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You know what?
My ancestors would have wanted pasteurization, vaccines, antibiotics, disinfectants, birth control, psychiatric medications, pain management, anesthesia. My ancestors would have wanted to be able to keep their loved ones around longer, and not lose them too early/too soon to childbirths, injuries, bacterial infections, mental illnesses, and diseases that are curable and/or preventable in our modern day life.
Modern medicine saves lives.
In fact, we know they did want these things, because they invented them. They gave them to us out of generations of struggling to understand and make use of nature itself. "Ancestral knowledge" includes the unglamorous things like germ theory, the functioning of the immune system, and how to manufacture lifesaving vaccines. It's not just magical or mystical or remote, it's present in our lives at every moment. It's the reward of human connection: the sum total of human discovery and the boundless ingenuity of human invention, surrounding us at all times with absolute miracles made banal by their familiarity.
If we reject modern medicine, then we reject all the labors and trials our ancestors went through for us; we reject our very nature.
Please, for your ancestors' sake: vaccinate your kids, and take your goddamn medicine.
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um guys, I think we need to stop waiting for ‘the right time’ and just start doing the things we want whenever because the right time’s never gonna come, and if we keep waiting it’s just gonna turn into an endless cycle
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Everyday I am bombarded by beautiful women who are enchanted by little creatures. They can't keep getting away with this
Its obvious to me when people who post about canaries in mines have never met a canary. Like yeah the miners had a special device to revive the canary because canaries are one of the most adorable creatures on the planet and they make adorable little chirping sounds and honestly probably loved the sounds of machinery and people talking so it was probably loud and friendly with the workers. Whatever though maybe meet a canary sometime and youd understand
If you see this animal every day at work, and it sings to you during your hardest bouts of labor, you will be distraught if it dies. Even if you know this creature is meant to die in lieu of you, you still hear it when the labor is at its hardest and your muscles are struggling against the weight of your work. It is so small, smaller than your soot-stained hands and louder than the death that follows you. You dont want it to die. The same as a woman does not want her candle to run out ; she knows that is the point, its flame is meant to burn the wick and melt the wax ; but she is not indifferent to its wasting away. She may even save her favorite candle as not to burn it too quickly. Now imagine you are that woman, and there is a way to rebuild your favorite candle that you love the smell of and the way it flickers. Would she rather throw her candle out? Or would she rebuild it? That is a canary to these miners. Would you allow an animal to just die when it has been singing for you? It reminds you that it is alive, and you are too. Its stop of song signifies the lethal danger you are in. Why abandon it? Is the miners' love for a little bird really that surprising?
Why does this read as though written by a coal miner of the era in which a canary was needed.
Because time is an illusion and love is infinite
people who are just finding out about internet tracking and data mining in the year 2025 and that your special robot friend does not respect your privacy lol
This 'impossible' crane shot from Mikhail Kalatozov's SOY CUBA (1964) ...
IS the greatest and quite remarkable one shot scene of them all.
Whatever you think this is gonna be, you're wrong. Please watch.
Holy crap!
It is really important to me that all of you learn about Al Bean, astronaut on Apollo 12 and the fourth man to walk on the moon, who after 20 years in the US Navy and 18 years with NASA during which he spent 69 days in space and more than 10 hours doing EVAs on the moon , retired to become a painter.
He is my favorite astronaut for any number of reasons, but he’s also one of my favorite visual artists.
Like, look at this stuff????
It’s all so expressive and textured and colorful! He literally painted his own experience on the moon! And that's just really fucking cool to me!
Just look at this! This is one of my absolute favorite emotions of all time. Is Anyone Out There? is like the ultimate reaction image. Any time I have an existential crisis, this is how I picture myself.
And then there's this one:
The Fantasy
For all of the six Apollo missions to land on the moon, there was no spare time. Every second of their time on the surface was budgeted to perfection: sleeping, eating, putting on the suits, entering and exiting the LEM, rock collection, setting up longterm experiments to transmit data back to Earth, everything. These timetables usually got screwed over by something, but for the most part the astronauts stuck to them.
The crew of Apollo 12 (Pete Conrad, Al Bean, and Dick Gordon) had other plans. Conrad and Bean had snuck a small camera with a timer into the LEM to take a couple pictures together on the moon throughout the mission. They had hidden the key for the timer in one of the rock collection bags, with the idea being to grab the key soon after landing, take some fun photos here and there, and then sneak the camera back to Earth to develop them. They had practiced where they would hide the key and how to get it out from under the collected rocks back on Earth dozens of times.
But when they got to the moon, the key was nowhere to be found. Al Bean spent precious time digging through the collection bags before he called it off. The camera had been pushing their luck anyways, he couldn't afford to spend anymore time not on the mission objectives. Conrad and Bean continued the mission as per the NASA plan while Dick Gordon orbited overhead.
Fast forward to the very end of the mission. Bean and Conrad are doing last checks of the LEM before they enter for the last time and depart from the moon. As Bean is stowing one of the collection bags, the camera key falls out. The unofficially planned photo time has come and gone, and he tosses the key over his shoulder to rest forever on the surface of the moon.
This painting, The Fantasy, is that moment. There have never been three people on the moon at the same time, there was never an unofficial photo shoot on the moon, this picture could never have happened.
"The most experienced astronaut was designated commander, in charge of all aspects of the mission, including flying the lunar module. Prudent thinking suggested that the next-most-experienced crew member be assigned to take care of the command module, since it was our only way back home. Pete had flown two Gemini flights, the second with Dick as his crewmate. This left the least experienced - me - to accompany the commander on the lunar surface.
"I was the rookie. I had not flown at all; yet I got the prize assignment. But not once during the three years of training which preceded our mission did Dick say that it wasn't fair and that he wished he could walk on the moon, too. I do not have his unwavering discipline or strength of character.
"We often fantasized about Dick's joining us on the moon but we never found a way. In my paintings, though, I can have it my way. Now, at last, our best friend has come the last sixty miles." - Al Bean, about The Fantasy.
The Alan Bean Gallery
To be honest, this one
Almost made me cry right now.
I love it. Something about it feels so incredibly human. The emotion on display, even without a face to show it. This is magnificent. Truly magnificent. I feel it in my soul.
Pour one out for a real one.
Reading up on him, he was a pretty cool guy. He was one of the first people to stand up to John Money about his theories of gender development and position that intersex infants should receive surgery and never be told about it using his abuse of David Reimer as ‘proof’, asserting that Money didn’t have the evidence and standing his ground even when Money straight up started screaming at him. And then later he was proven right when he got into contact with David Reimer, not only discovering proof that Money was wrong but also how abusive and horrific Money had been. He then went on to write advocating for intersex and trans rights and to avoid unnecessary procedures on intersex people without full informed consent and that intersex people are part of natural human variation and that we deserve acceptance and not to be treated like a disorder.
A quote I really like from him: ‘Nature loves diversity, society hates it’
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