I can't believe M.L rio gave us two closeted gays who are mutually pining for each other and occasionally have a swordfight with each other as Shakespeare characters. The gays will always win.
my favorite thing about the mystery genre is that we all accept the concept of "world famous detective" without hesitation even though that is absolutely not a real category of celebrity
september is coming up so here’s your yearly reminder to leave billie joe armstrong the fuck alone
Well of course. We don’t wake him up until October 1st.
His dad is dead, just don’t.
In case anyone reading my blog is unaware, this is a reference to the Green Day song titled “Wake Me Up When September Ends” a song that Billie Joe Armstrong wrote following the death of his father in September of 1982 when Billie Joe was ten years old. The title of the song references his desire to sleep through September in an effort to get some emotional distance from the death of his father.
He’s since been open about the emotional difficulty of having written the song since many people now message him on October 1st to ‘wake him up’ despite the song being a memorial to his departed father.
It’s generally seen as respectful to not try to wake him up. Let him sleep and let him remember his father in peace.
reblogging again because the end of September is coming up. leave him alone.
Reblogging as a reminder to leave Billie Joe Armstrong the fuck alone on October 1st and any day after it if your message is going to contain anything to do with “waking” him up because September will be over.
And in these next 50 years you will eat so many delicious meals, laugh so many times with so many people you love, shout and scream and sing and cry and smile so hard your face hurts. And you will see such beautiful sunsets and feel fresh cold air on your face and feel warm and safe wrapped up in your favourite winter coat.
nobody was as blatantly robbed off of their potential the way our mothers were.
what baffles me is that crowley is actually good for aziraphale. not in the sense that the good actions he does are done for aziraphale, but in the sense that crowley teaches aziraphale to be good to himself
in s2ep4 when aziraphale is looking for a magic trick to do, he first says that he can't go to the magic shop because he's not a professional conjuror. crowley disagrees, convincing him that he's a professional as he is "about to perform on the West End Stage"
afterwards when the shopkeeper calls aziraphale a "talented amateur", it's aziraphale himself who makes a point in proving that he's no such thing as he's "booked to appear in the West End"
and then when they're backstage talking to furfur aziraphale clearly calls himself a "working professional magician". over a few hours, crowley makes aziraphale confident in his own identity
not only does crowley love aziraphale (in whatever way he expresses it) but he literally makes him better. crowley, who believes he is incapable of doing good, manages to make an actual angel, better
hate how so much of adult friendship relies on updates, experiencing your life through pictures and tidbits. we had it good with childhood friends, could spend years and years basking in the same circumstance. now i just float through clouds of strangers, hungry for something solid and warm. yes i carry your heart within mine, yes i see the world through your eyes. but in that very moment i still feel alone, still know it's poor substitute for same room, twin smiles.
The essence of girlhood is your roommate sleeping over at her boyfriend's place almost every night, while you stay alone and listen to true crime podcast while cooking dinner for you to eat alone.
People don’t date anymore, they just talk nice, share traumas, lie to each other and enjoy the romantic tension until one of them fall apart or ask for a relationship
I really like that Crowley and Aziraphale's ideas of human love are so in keeping with their characters.
Aziraphale likes the Pride & Prejudice-type cotillion ball love realisation thing that is refined and chaste and full of unspoken yearning. The leads usually talk in terms of affection and fondness and the lightest hand graze means so much (because anything more is basically out of the question).
Crowley on the other hand goes straight in for the kiss in a rainstorm trope. It's angsty, passionate, physical, (usually) long-desired, (usually) preceded by a huge fight, and generally resolves the conflict without the need for too many words.
I think it's an interesting window into how they think of human love, and maybe how they feel for each other.
Or maybe I'm reading too much into this (honestly that's a given).
All things that you should not have to be rich in order to do
Healthy relationships are clearly better in real-life but fucked-up ones are way more dramatically interesting in fiction. In much the same way–indeed, in exactly the same way–that feudal monarchy is a hell of a lot of fun in fantasy and historical fiction novels, but complete shit to actually live under.
Feudal monarchy is so hilarious because it’s just like: “What if we based our entire sociopolitical structure on fucked-up family dynamics?”
Monarchy in real life is not great, but stories about hereditary monarchy can be great precisely because they are about family dynamics, with the stakes raised to the level that an individual family’s problems are of consequence to a whole country, or even the world - which is how those problems often feel to the people inside of the family, even if they know they actually aren’t.
I MISS YOU MORE THAN I REMEMBER YOU; ON FATHERS AND THEIR GHOSTS
valeria luisielli // cecilia corrigan // clementine von radics // ocean vuong // nicola yoon // catherine lacey // leanna firestone
Burning Man 2023
Out: Pretending to be one with nature in all its glory
In: Forced to be one with nature in all its grisly reality
I'm sorry but celebrating and finding glee and joy in the people at Burning Man suffering an environmental disaster gives me big "you don't want liberation, you want the power of the oppressor" energy.
The hardest part of leftist ideals for some people is, imo, not falling into the trap of "well they dehumanize me so I can dehumanize them". You all fail and fall into that trap constantly. You need to fucking cut it out. Human brains are easy to manipulate and they like to justify flawed logic regularly and the more you dehumanize one group, no matter how justified you feel in it, the easier it becomes for you to dehumanize others.
You are priming your brain to accept horrible things as good just because it happens to someone you deem bad and that's fucked up. Straight up that's literally cultural Christianity whispering in your ears about how it's "good" to punish "sinners". Deprogram from that shit.
Looking at another human and seeing something inhuman begins to strip you of your own humanity imo. Cut it out or you're just contributing to a shitty viscous cycle from a slightly different angle.
Any ‘rich people trying to cosplay poverty goes horribly wrong’ activity is something I don’t think i’ll ever be able to muster up one ounce of sympathy for!