It’s been a long time since I’ve been on here. A lot has changed. I’m engaged now. We’re going to close on our house soon. Life comes at you fast. It felt like everything in my life was taking so damn long to arrive and just like that it landed in my lap. I don’t know exactly what’s next, but I hope it keeps ending up this way ❤️
Chilling Adventures of Sabrina S04E01 (The Eldritch Dark)
Book title: Blossoms in the Attic by Janet Marjorie
This fictitious book, whose title is inspired to Flowers in the Attic (1979) by V. C. Andrews, could be a reference to Riverdale’s Cheryl and Jason Blossom
let’s say, hypothetically, i did the mash. and, for the sake of debate, let’s say it was a monster mash. would that, hypothetically speaking, mean that it would be a graveyard sm
NOTHING in classical literature gets me like odysseus introducing himself to the people who are putting him up as “I am Odysseus, known for my many clever tricks and lies” like i would want that man out of my house immediately
what’s extra fun is that in that era, hospitality was an incredibly serious duty of homeowners: they had to take in a traveler, and couldn’t kick him out until he himself had transgressed against them in a really obvious, inarguable way. like, there are legends of gods traveling incognito and cursing people who were inhospitable to them, who turned them away or who didn’t whole-heartedly treat them as honored guests. at the least you were a huge dick for turning away a traveler, and at worst that traveler was a god who turned your whole household into trees or pigs or something. there’s even some funny stories about hosts doing their best to accommodate guests that are being increasingly ridiculous in ways that don’t quite break the social contract, but are really weird and inconvenient.
the bottom line is that you just can’t kick a guest out once you’ve welcomed him until he’s incontrovertibly wronged you, and by announcing that he’s a liar and a trickster, odysseus is saying: if i wrong you, you’re gonna have a hell of a time proving it.
so basically odysseus is telling his hapless hosts and fellow guests: i’m not trapped in here with you. you’re trapped in here with me.
So, I’ve been pulled over a few times in my life. Not many, but a few. And I’ve also been in a couple of cars that got pulled over. And let me tell you, if you were actually doing something wrong, the officer doesn’t make any small talk, just straight into “I clocked you doing 70 in a 55.” The only time I’ve ever gotten the “do you know why I pulled you over?” was the time when I wasn’t doing anything wrong, and I got let go even though he insisted to the end that I was doing 87 in a 70 (white privilege at work).
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” is a trap. It means there’s a good chance the officer doesn’t actually have a good reason to ticket you, and is trying to get you to waive your 5th Amendment rights and incriminate yourself. If you make a guess, that’s a confession of guilt.
But there’s another trap, that I’ve heard of but haven’t yet experienced. It’s “do you know how fast you were going?” With that one, they’re hoping you’ll say no, because then they can name whatever speed they want – you just said you didn’t know how fast you were going, if you deny the speed they name then you’re lying to them.
Oh, I’ve had that one. Go with “yes.” Don’t give them a number, just say “Yes.” Then they still have to offer a number and you can deny it without contradicting yourself. They could just ask you, at that point, but that’s suspiciously similar to saying they don’t know, and they tend to avoid doing that.
fattyatomicmutant
Reblog to save a life
“There are people we meet in life who miss being important to us by inches, days, or heartbeats. Another place or time or a different emotional frame of mind and we would willingly fall into their arms; gladly take up their challenge or invitation. But as it is, we encounter them when we are discontent or content and they are not. Whatever they are, we are not and vice versa. Two trains going in different directions that pass for a few powerful moments at full speed, blasting noise and wind but then they are gone. Whatever serious chemistry might have been possible if, isn’t.”
— Jonathon Carrol
If we are being honest this was evident even before quarantine but here’s another proof that children from lower income families don’t have the same opportunities as more privileged kids
Yknow it belatedly occurs to me that those old ways of “welp, we had a drought, a famine, and a plague so the gods don’t like our king, lets get rid of him” actually make logical sense. If the king didn’t encourage infrastructure like digging wells, or invest in putting money aside to help feed people in times of crisis, or didn’t enact laws to stop the spread of disease....yeah. He needed to go. Not because the gods were angry, but because he was a bad king, and putting a new one in authority who would do those things to fix the problems would at least help weather the storm more effectively.
#in completely unrelated news i think the gods don't like our king #perhaps we should see if a blood sacrifice of the wealthy will soothe them (tags via @words-writ-in-starlight)
Stefan Tcherepnin
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wine drunk is the best drunk. makes u horny & intellectual. a lust-filled academic