Den-O rewatch, episode one! in this episode: a very unlucky boy gets stuck in a tree, is given coffee by a woman in a magic train, accidentally makes a contract with a demon by riding his bike over it, and is unwillingly conscripted into becoming a time-traveling superhero. it’s a very action-packed 23 minutes!
ugggh there’s so much I wanted to draw for this episode, I couldn’t decide. it’s a solid opening that does a great job of immediately establishing the characters with all these wonderful moments of interaction, and it’s all so good! Ryoutarou is somehow even more pathetically adorable than I remember, which I didn’t think was possible. (that poor boy, just…just let him be happy for once.) I’m definitely gonna have to draw more for this episode, something with Hana at least! I have…a lot of feelings about Hana.
I’ll try not to always be tl;dr but I’m excited to get the ball rolling, and this episode gave me lots of happy nostalgic feelings. C: it’s nice to immediately start off remembering why I loved this ridiculous show in the first place.
also: Ryoutarou’s first fight was so appropriately dorky that it was kind of incredible??
We all get dealt cards. Some of us get better cards than others. And while it’s easy to get hung up on our cards, and feel we got screwed over, the real game lies in the choices we make with those cards, the risk we decide to take, and the consequences we choose to live with. People who consistently make the best choices in the situations they’re given are the ones who eventually come out ahead in poker, just as in life. And it’s not necessarily the people with the best cards.
When your newspaper is so biased against healthcare staff, that a story about hospital food is framed not as a call to improve provisions for patient meals, but to imply doctors and nurses are eating too well.
I’ll tell you that our undeservedly enviable gourmet meals, wolfed down hours late (if at all) whilst filling in paperwork, usually consist of:
A) At best, passable canteen food you got tired of a week after starting at this hospital.
B) Whatever dry sandwiches the ‘Friends’ shop’ is selling because nothing else is open this time of night.
C) Whatever combination of fridge remnants you managed to scrape into a tupperware container, whilst you eye your colleague’s sloppy canteen food.
D) The dry remnants of the Doctors ’ Mess buscuit tin or the ward cake box washed down with weak tea or the worst coffee you’ve had in your life, with minimal milk because the bottle ran out and there won’t be another til Monday.
Doctors and nurses don’t eat lavishly at work, nor are they responsible for what patients eat. They don’t control the funding for that; the ultimate responsibility lies with the government to ensure the financial needs of the NHS are met.
Framing it as if workers at the frontline are responsible shows just where this paper’s loyalites lie.
(Screenshot from the Junior Doctor Contract Forum, Hat tip to Peter Stefanovic for pointing out the silliness of the headline).