« Soudain j'ai tout compris. Je vivais en prison depuis ma naissance.
On m'avait retiré tout ce que mes ancêtres avaient mis des milliers
d'années à construire et on m'avait donnés quelques hochets à la place :
du confort, quelques années de plus à vivre (en me faisant chier), des
DVD, une carte d'électeur trafiquée. On m'avait dressé comme les
clébards du lieutenant. Dressé à aller travailler pour les autres tous
les matins. Dressé à voter pour des parasites qui vivraient sur
mes impôts. Dressé à accepter d’être fiché de tous les cotés. Dressé à
désirer ce que l'on attendait de moi. Dressé à accepter l'idée de finir
en maison de retraite. Dressé à ne plus rien contrôler de ma vie. Dressé
! La voilà, la civilisation ! Après l'ivresse, j'avais une solide
gueule de bois. Il fallait s'échapper, tout brûler, tout casser… »
Hey I never asked you about but are you haphephobic ? Cause I remeber a post there is a week when I saew this
But I’ll try : Let’s say I saw psychologists when I was younger for… few problems. And they told me I was haphephobic (and other stuff related to geeks, but well). So yeah, the thing is : I can’t handle people in general. I just can’t. I may just panic and sit on the floor crying *facepalm* I’m not a fan of physical contact “in general”, you might understand. BUT : that’s with people I don’t or barely know or people I know but stressing me, scaring me. Most of the time, for no reasons at all, it’s an irrational fear, like my body telling me to run away ? For example, last week, I was in a place with a lot, too much people. People I didn’t know but people I had to interact with. Nope. I just had a stressful time, avoiding people and contact as much as I could… and that was difficult cause I was’nt supposed to. People were kind, but I just couldn’t, it was just really really stressful.
In contrary, if I feel confortable in a place, if I know the person, if I trust and love them, geez… I’m a cuddler, The Glue itself. Fear me in that case ! So yeah… dunno if I can be called haphephobic, but that’s how i am.
I'm rewatching the bughead scene at Pop's for the millionth time and I love that the song in the scene sounded like something from a 50's diner jukebox (its Pray For Lil by King Khan and the Shrines) and I was looking at the lyrics of the part they chose to emphasize in the scene and they're beautiful "you don't need nobody when I'm holding you tight, now what I need is for you to take these words and don't ask for more, Just pray for a little" and it sounds like they looped this particular part
I absolutely loved the song! It went perfectly with the late night vibe, the coziness of a small diner like Pop’s, but mostly showcased perfectly how much of an old soul Betty and Jughead are. The transition from the loud and juvenile kegger to the calmness of their mutal safe place was so beautifuly depicted by that choice of song. It brought some necessary peace and quiet to the viewer too, along with the couple on screen. And the lysics they chose to point out, as you cleverly spotted nonnie, my God, don’t they seem like they were written for Bughead? I can see them dancing to it when they are old and grey, content with how their life had turned out to be. It marked a change in their relationship, the scene along with the song bringing an aura of “forever” in their union, as they found confort in their safe place that now wasn’t just the small 24/7 diner but mostly the arms of each other.