#wetherall

[lisamarie-vee]

[nobodysdaydreams]

We need to talk about the fact that the brain sweeper is Dr. Garrison’s invention and she probably was the one who brain-swept Milligan.

In which case, I wonder if she remembers anything about Milligan’s past 👀 I wonder if she was actually the one that brain-swept him (she probably did it was her invention or maybe Curtain went behind her back and didn’t do it right which is why Milligan still had a vague memory), but I also wonder if at some point she allowed him to escape or felt super guilty. Everyone talks about Reynie’s speech, but honestly, I hope Kate plays that card when Garrison’s trying to brain-sweep them.

Kate: Well it figures you’d try this since you were willing to brain sweep my dad. At least this time we probably won’t be separated for as long as 9 years because he still remembers we found each other. Even if we forget everyone we care about, they’ll remember us. And I doubt you’d be able to force my dad into this machine and successfully destroy his memories since you already failed twice. So go ahead. Do your worst.

Garrison (who was relieved when Milligan and Kate showed up together to stop Curtain because it “meant” the brain sweeping hadn’t destroyed Milligan’s memories of Kate or separated them at all and is now suddenly eaten alive by guilt because, oh actually, the trace memories weren’t enough to keep them together and she (or at the very least her inventions) separated a child from her father, who used to be her coworker and a possible friend): Milligan… …I… that wasn’t supposed to happen… … … Kate? I… I’m… *breaks down in tears*

[chicinsilk]

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Celia Hammond for a Wetherall advertisement Paris, 1962. Photo Norman Parkinson.

Celia Hammond pour une publicité Wetherall Paris, 1962. Photo Norman Parkinson.

[vintage-mode]

Wetherall, 1960s.

[3440163]

“Stewart eludes to this slipperiness referring to affect as ‘something’. This leaves social science ‘somewhat rudderless’ (Wetherell, 2012: 11) in its theorizing but also in the field. For this reason, creative approaches are required, as shown by the work of Kathleen Stewart in Ordinary Affects (2007)”

[noneun]

Spesso si dice che comunicazione e trasporti sono in competizione e chi vincerà renderà l’altro obsoleto.

Reti di calcolatori (Tanenbaum, Wetherall). A meno che non si inventi il teletrasporto che è una sorta di fusione delle due cose: comunicare istantaneamente dei dati a lunga distanza di modo da porter ricreare l’oggetto o l’essere vivente nel luogo di destinazione, dopo averlo disintegrato nel luogo di partenza.

[te2ro-s-0319]

こんな天気画面初めて見た。 やるじゃん。リアル。 #wetherall #iphone #real #thunder #rain #good #design (Shibuya, Tokyo)

[filys]

Tel était le secret grâce auquel il remettait au point la vision de Lily. Celle-ci, détournant de lui ses yeux, se mit à scruter son petit monde à travers la rétine de Selden : c’était comme si l’on avait éteint les lampes roses pour laisser entrer le jour poussiéreux. Elle regarda jusqu’au bout de la longue table, étudiant les convives un à un, depuis Gus Trenor avec sa lourde tête de carnivore enfoncée entre ses épaules, tandis qu’il dévorait un pluvier à la gelée, jusqu’à sa femme assise à l’autre extrémité de la plate-bande d’orchidées, qui faisait penser, avec son éblouissante bonne mine, à la devanture d’un joaillier sous la lumière électrique. Et, entre les deux, quel interminable désert ! Comme ces gens étaient mornes et vulgaires ! Lily les passa en revue avec une impatience méprisante : Carry Fisher, ses épaules, ses yeux, ses divorces, et tout son air d’incarner un piquant « écho mondain » ; le jeune Silverton, qui avait eu l’intention de gagner sa vie à corriger des épreuves et d’écrire un poème épique, et qui maintenant vivait de ses amis et ne faisait plus que la critique des truffes ; Alice Wetherall, une liste de visites personnifiée, dont les convictions les plus ardentes avaient trait au style des invitations et à la gravure des menus ; Wetherall avec son perpétuel tic nerveux d’assentiment, son air d’être de l’avis des gens avant même de savoir ce qu’ils disent ; Jack Stepney, avec son sourire présomptueux et ses yeux inquiets, à mi-chemin entre l’huissier et une héritière ; Gwen Van Osburgh, avec tout le candide aplomb d’une jeune fille à qui l’on a toujours dit qu’il n’y a personne de plus riche que son père.

House of Mirth d’Edith Wharton chapitre 5