#uggggghhhhhhhhh

[effei-s]

yeah, hot. (the only thing better than kng, is kng on a motorcycle)

[aceisexisting]

I hate AI.

[howtosingit]

Max continues to call it like he sees it, and I very much appreciate that.

[creepymonster]

*slams my ugly face on to the table*

[liaroflesbos]

so i’ve been wondering for a while what the point was of the fairy tale that we get Sarah telling Juno and Benten in “The Monster’s Reflection, Pt 3″ about the sirens which sing sadly as their freedom is curtailed despite the fact that their overlord gifts them the beautiful things they sing about. Because clearly, it has to mean something. Otherwise it’s too long and odd of an inclusion in the very tight and deeply revelatory three-parter digging literally into Juno’s psyche.

i think i’ve finally figured out what this story is supposed to allegorically represent: the fundamental issues of O’Flaherty/Jack’s need to control people for their own good.

On the small scale of the drama between Jack and Sarah Steel, we see this played out in Jack’s assumption that everything will work out for the best if he steals Sarah’s work because: a) she cannot handle the responsibility of being the only writer at North Star and b) he can just give her the money needed to support herself when he makes a success out of her work.

Even as an elderly man long after this drama has played itself out, we can hear O’Flaherty’s frustration and lack of understanding for why Sarah didn’t accept the money to support herself--the money that would’ve made everything he did alright. O’Flaherty doesn’t understand that Sarah would never have accepted money in exchange for the beautiful thing she invented, a beautiful thing that it became clear that O’Flaherty doesn’t understand when the movies he makes not based on Sarah’s work flop.

O’Flaherty thought that if he could figure out the most utilitarian way to act, to make everyone happy, then it was any means necessary, any stealing of freedom and authenticity necessary, in order to make the world its optimal, “happiest” version. That’s how he can steal Sarah’s work, get her fired, for the good of the company and all the people who work there, and think Sarah will just accept his money.

On the large scale, we see this sacrificial utilitarianism in his plan for the people Hyperion city as enacted in a test run on the denizens of Old Town (namely, Mickey). Both the audience and Juno can’t help but feel that maybe these chips controlling people (like Juno’s once eye) really are the best options for people like Mickey. If they help him decide to curtail his dangerous behavior and live a happier life, that he legitimately feels happier about, isn’t that enough? Isn’t that what we all want, a society where we can’t harm ourselves and each other?

But this thinking ignores that life isn’t worth living, or at least aren’t human, if things aren’t choices, aren’t a free part of the world. We’ve always been singing about butterflies, but being given a shitton of butterflies in our nice cage doesn’t make our songs come true. Because those butterflies, that happiness, isn’t something we struggled and fought and grasped blindly towards.

I hope this all makes sense? Sometimes things become less clear as I put them down. maybe I’ll retry this meta later, although I certainly have several other meta in me about S2 of Juno Steel. Although before I go, I’d also like to point out that the clearest indication that O’Flaherty is full of shit in his argument is that he never attempts to put himself under control of the Thea System, that he always trusts his own judgement first and foremost, that he assumes that he’s the only one who doesn’t need outside control. Juno may love him, but he was in some ways a selfish coward, unable to let anyone vulnerably in to challenge  him until it was too late.

[painhaver-moved]

[stops dissociating, immediately gets paranoid abt sleeping] ok so this how it's gnna b huh

[canwriteitbetterthanueverfeltit]

I CANNOT unlock the route to romance Valerie and I am literally going to scream

[nanonaturalist]

Uh guys... I was releasing some southern flannel moths yesterday when a wild male appeared out of nowhere, flew into the tank, and started mating with my female. I’ve had females going on crazy egg laying sprees with no males around, so I’ve seen the eggs. But this morning, I went to check on the happy couple, and there are eggs EVERYWHERE. And these eggs are a lot more organized than the unfertilized ones. Neat little rows, happy faces on leaves, very clean.

But count them. Look at how many eggs. That is how many caterpillars I can expect. These are the horribly venomous walking hairpiece cuties I’ve posted previously. Getting stung by one is worse than kidney stones. I managed to avoid getting hurt when I was raising 11 from small caterpillars. But... This is over 100 eggs. I haven’t counted. I don’t really want to count.

Save me 

August 25, 2017