Bitter Thoughts 2022-08-06 Cobra Lounge Chicago, IL

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Bitter Thoughts 2022-08-06 Cobra Lounge Chicago, IL
why?
why do I care if a friend from college wrote an awful book series and self-published it anyway? I think it’s great that really bad books can sell. I don’t understand it but-- good for whoever likes that nonsense! Why do I care if this friend then asks me for critique and argues with every point I make? That’s their choice! It’s their problem. Why do I care if they’ve suddenly decided to become a painter? I don’t care if they wanna display paintings that look like they were done by a pre-teen on an acid trip in a gallery show. It’s not my job to worry about that. It’s not my fault. Bad art is not a crime. It’s a horrible thing that’s happening to other people. The fact that my friend is a handsome middle-aged married white christian male definitely has nothing to do with how he’s constantly coasting past me on a cloud of self-assured nonsense to the cheers of adoring fans, an instant expert at anything he puts an ounce of effort into.
Well done that man I guess.
Some concluding thoughts
Sorry for general disjointed-ness, still gathering my thoughts about this and I’m exhausted.
To wit: Either the producers and writers are completely fucking dense, or they're doing this shit deliberately and don't care. In the light of all the criticism they got for the non-resolved Isabella storyline, the fact they've done it AGAIN strongly suggests the latter. And all the petitioning and twittering in the world, no matter how well-intentioned, isn't going to make a whit of difference, because THEY. DON'T. CARE. They're going to do what they're going to do regardless, and they know no fan group in the world is going to be able to force them to review their stances and change.
People have every right to be angry, though I am by no means advocating harrassment and rudeness. If civility hasn't worked – and there have been numerous erudite, polite and well-written pieces arguing the validity of Nygmobblepot that have gone unacknowledged by the powers that be - then rudeness most definitely won't.
A few thoughts: First of all, most people who watch Gotham are not Nygmobblepot shippers. They're not any type of shipper. They’re not even hardcore Batman fans, most of them, because a lot of those fans bailed during season 1. They're basically people who watch it because it happens to be on when they’re chilling in front of the TV. Same goes for any show. The point is these people aren’t really invested, but given that the showrunners are obsessed with numbers, they’re considered more important - rightly or wrongly - simply because they make up a larger part of the viewing demographic.
That said, now the show is in danger and ratings have been stripped back to the ride-or-die fans, the producers need to keep in mind those viewers who are actually still watching – and that includes the shipper contingent. And the show knows we're there. They know alright, because they keep dangling that carrot to get ratings, then refusing to deliver, or worse – administering the equivalent of an ice-cold glass of water to our collective faces. And the ethics of that are ... questionable, to say the very least. When you’re struggling, you don’t piss off a guaranteed portion of the remaining audience by incorporating the kind of bad writing and leaps of illogic that are causing people to tune out in the first place.
It's possible that the fan favourite elements aren't necessarily favoured by the showrunners, which might explain some of the nonsensical leaps, plotholes and missteps the show has taken recently; the attempts at making things 'happen' that make no logical sense and show a total disregard for character continuity and development. In other words, the stuff that’s making people switch off.
I don't know. I just have a sneaking feeling there's a big story waiting to be told about Gotham.
I used to speak of you in words made of warm tea, milk and honey. Now only black coffee with no sugar in it comes out of my mouth when it comes to you.
Bitterness
lmao if you beat on your kids enough, they’re eventually going to hit back, and they’ll hit back harder, and honestly, i don’t feel sorry for you when that happens.
I must be jaded AF because someone was talking about the low rent in a higher income community and how lucky they were.
Automatic thought was "Someone died in there"
Bitter Thoughts || Open to all
It was a quiet afternoon. The sun was shining down on him and Loki was alone, watching the glistening waves. The bridge was rather abandoned -- no big city nearby, just a small village and nobody cared about him anyway. He knew he wouldn't be disturbed thus he sunk into his darkest thoughts. He stood near the edge. As he always did. Balancing between life and death. He would've been lying if he said he liked what he became. All of that torture led to something what wasn't him and yet - it was everything he had. The suffering. After he realised he wasn't Odin's blood... the world changed around him. He couldn't think of himself as the prince of Asgard anymore -- but that was what he was in his entire life! Son of Odin and Frigga... brother of Thor. He grumbled to himself. As if Thor cared about him. Ever. As if Thor ever realised how he treated him. Never. As if he... ever felt remorse when he fell into the abyss... He let out a quiet, but bitter moan. His voice rumbled in his chest for a while before going silent again and he wished he wouldn't breathe anymore. What am I? He questioned himself again, and again, and again. No answer. He couldn't find out what he was without his heritage, without his family. What Odin didn't realise that Loki lost everything when he found out the truth. If he wasn't the prince of Asgard then what was he? A tool? An asset? A property? What was Loki to Odin now? A problem that needed to be washed away? The demigod knew what Odin had in store for him... he'd be locked up again if he ever knew where he was... it was truly a miracle he didn't realise it yet, or maybe -- just maybe -- he was waiting for the best moment to strike down at him... he just lets Loki enjoy his momentarily freedom. Freedom... he wasn’t free. He never would be. Quiet steps interrupted his chain of thoughts. Loki raised his head -- his emotions hidden on his face -- but didn't look at the one who approached him. He sighed once again. "Don't worry", he said quietly, his velvet voice calm and gentle, "I don't mean to jump." It wouldn't kill me anyway.
sometimes my parents call me and try to ‘relieve some of my stress’ but they dont realize that nothing pisses me off faster than interacting with them