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This is an attempt to summarize/source some of the recent Tumblr discussion of The Vampire Marleau and Cliff Marleau (Marlow) as The Immortal Warrior
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! I HATE that these misogynist pricks are going to ruin the vibes of Connor’s SNL episode.
PLEASE PLEASE, SNL, DO NOT RUIN THIS EPISODE WITH HOST CONNOR STORRIE by bringing any member of the US Men’s Hockey Tram on as a guest. It’s not cute. It’s not funny. These men are WALKING RED FLAGS who will not apologize for their laughter at the US Women’s Team. Don’t mix Connor up in this ongoing scandal.
Here’s what I sent to SNL:
The Wild announced during tonight’s game that Quinn Hughes would appear on SNL this weekend. I cannot state enough that I hope this is a false rumor. We are STILL WAITING for apologies from the members of the US Men’s Hockey Team about their distasteful laughter at the US Women’s Hockey Team. The players keep digging themselves deeper by refusing to simply say they are sorry. Women across the country are furious. And women are a huge part of who will be turning in Saturday to watch Connor Storrie host. I will IMMEDIATELY turn off the show if I see Hughes or any other member of the Men’s Team. This is such a terrible choice. Please do not use your platform (and Connor Storrie’s huge reserve of goodwill) to whitewash Hughes. Just look at the comments under any NHL team’s posts all week to see the huge frustration from so many. PLEASE do better.
PLEASE PLEASE, SNL, DO NOT RUIN THIS EPISODE WITH HOST CONNOR STORRIE by bringing any member of the US Men’s Hockey Team on as a guest. It’s not cute. It’s not funny. These men are WALKING RED FLAGS who will not apologize for their laughter at the US Women’s Team. Don’t mix Connor up in this ongoing scandal.
It's so funny how many people are mad at François Arnaud when his only crimes are being a hot 40 yo man with a full head of hair, manspreading (jail) and maybe sleeping with the latest Internet Boyfriend / White Boy of the Month 😪
SHAWN HATOSY as JACK ABBOT The Pitt | 1:00 P.M. (2.07)
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(Edited with correction to Ogivlie from MS3 to MS4)
Writing this out for myself. As far as I understand, in The Pitt, Season 2:
Rabinavich - Attending (Chief Attending)
Al-Hashimi - Attending (will be Robby’s fill-in as Chief Attending)
Langdon - R4 (repeating after rehab) (Senior Resident)
Mohan - R4 (Senior Resident)
McKay - R3
King - R3
Santos - R2
Whittaker - R1 (Intern)
Javadi - MS4 (Med Student)
Ogilvie - MS4 (Med Student)
Kwon - MS3 (Med Student)
Is Langdon repeating his R4 year? I’m no longer sure where he is in terms of seniority, compared to the other residents.
no but honestly how. the. fuck.
fandom is a better experience when you surround yourself with people with grey hair, full time jobs and fully a formed prefrontal cortex
You are Yuna Hollander. Your son is in primary school and tells you he wants to be a hockey player because he loves the ice. He’s talented and he has drive, even if he can be a little awkward and reserved. He is your only child, he is your world. You are committed to making this happen for him.
You are Yuna Hollander. Your son’s brand new boss should be talking about how skilled he is at his job, instead he talks about your son’s race. The way he looks like you. Your son tenses up by your shoulder. You cover the discomfort coming from the both of you, because this is the price for his dream and it is your fault.
You are Yuna Hollander. You know Shane has to work twice as hard to be half as visible as the white players even though he’s better than all of them (except maybe that Russian in Boston). You’re grateful that he has his father’s last name, it’s easier to market. You spend your lunch breaks making calls, answering emails, securing brand deals. You get home from work and clock into your second shift, building your son’s retirement plan. The body you made for him will only last him so long. You’re determined that he will live beyond it.
You are Yuna Hollander. Your son is at lunch and he’s not acting like himself. He’s tense like you’ve never seen him. He’s under so much pressure and you know you’ve contributed to that and it kills you. Maybe he needs to break from this regimen. You suggest he has a glass of wine with yourself and David. You’ve forgotten how important routines and rules are to your autistic son. You don’t know how to express that you think Shane is maybe in too deep with his hockey bubble, and that he perhaps should meet more normal people. Or at least, ones that aren’t hockey people. You don’t know how to say this because you’ve pushed him into this, now you’re changing the game and he hates that. You make a joke about a Swedish princess. Really? says David.
You are Yuna Hollander and your son has a girlfriend. This has never happened before. For a while you thought he might’ve been gay, but clearly you were wrong. He’s a hockey player. He’s the best in the world. He’s handsome, he’s talented, and he’s rich. Now there’s a movie star girlfriend. He tells you a day before the media frenzy begins. It feels so short. You used to feel closer to him. Something feels distant, and you hope that this can bring you back into his orbit again. You ask him to extend an invite for the summer to his girlfriend. You hope that this Rose Landry sees your son, past the jersey to the quirky, funny, honest man beneath.
You are Yuna Hollander and your son is bleeding on the ice.
You are Yuna Hollander and you visit your son in the hospital. He’s babbling away like he used to as a small child, before the other kids told him that the way he spoke and thought and acted was strange. It’s unashamed and giddy and you wish it wasn’t from the morphine. You haven’t seen him this unguarded in— you can’t remember. He keeps a tight hold on your hand even when he falls asleep. The nurse says the visit earlier from Ilya Rozanov tired him out.
You are Yuna Hollander and you’ve just witnessed hockey history. Scott Hunter has just come out in the most public way possible. No one will remember this cup for anything else. Your son has been texting his friend throughout the whole game. His phone starts ringing and he practically sprints out of the room to answer it. You look to your husband in shock. I can’t believe someone did it, you say. I can’t believe it was Scott Hunter, he says. You don’t know what Shane thinks. He stays on the phone for a long, long time.
You are Yuna Hollander and your husband has just told you. Why didn’t your son tell you? Why didn’t he tell you years ago? What have you done or said that he felt he couldn’t tell you? How did you not notice your son was living a lie? Did he love his girlfriend? Did you not notice that he didn’t love his girlfriend? You are a terrible mother. You are a terrible person. Your son is your world. Your son has not let you know who he is. Your heart is breaking.
You are Yuna Hollander and Ilya Rozanov is in your home, eating your food and drinking your husband’s vodka. He’s also been fucking your son for a decade and—
You are Yuna Hollander. Your son is gay. Your son has been in some kind of relationship for a decade. Your son has been afraid of the world, of the media, of the reaction. Your son has been afraid of you.
You are Yuna Hollander and your son is telling you that he tried so hard. You are going to throw up. You have never wanted him to be something that he isn’t. You have never wanted to stand in his way. All you have ever wanted is the best for him. All you have ever wanted is to help him achieve his dreams. You take him into your arms and you feel his heart beating against yours and you remember his heart used to be inside of you. You haven’t known him. But now you do. You feel like the luckiest woman on the planet.
You are Yuna Hollander and you will meet your son and his boyfriend for dinner at 5PM. And you will be texting first.
"Whoa, François Arnaud is forty??? But he's still so hot???"
Little girls I am not a violent woman but I will literally bonk your lil heads together until you understand that 40 is objectively and scientifically the age when high-quality men become good to eat
david has begun with the "ilya is our son" agenda. requested by anon 💙
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm not fine
Rose Landry: say, are there any gay hockey players?
Hollander: I wouldn't know haha
Rose Landry:...
Rose Landry: ok, different strategy. I feel like you like guys