…something Hamlet has seen all too much of: the fragility and impermanence of all human feeling. Not only sympathy and a sense of the macabre, but friendship, fidelity, even the passions of love and hate, fall victim to time.
<b>And then for every name you get in your askbox, you must fill out the following character profile for said oc:</b>
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Earlier today an English Labour Party MP named Jo Cox was shot, stabbed and beaten while doing her weekly surgery (meeting with members of the public to discuss current affairs/issues) by a 52 y.o. white male who allegedly shouted “Britain First” (the name of a racist, xenophobic, far-right, fascistic “party” - think the Tea Party if they were all drunk uncles from Glasgow) during the attack and during his arrest.
She was airlifted to hospital. She died there.
Cox was an advocate for the Remain (in the EU) campaign and for accepting refugees into the country, and was married with two small children. She was murdered in the street by a right-wing terrorist. This is the first time a British MP has been killed in 26 years (though there have been attempts since). The last one? The victim of an IRA bomb.
To paraphrase a friend, this is what happens when you allow fascists a platform. You can whine about free speech all you like, but when people are allowed to spread their hateful rhetoric, it will never stop at sound and noise. There will be victims. People doing their jobs, going about their lives, who will have the opportunity to go home to their families taken from them, violently, just because of deluded, violent people’s actions.
i dont know what else to say. i hope everyone is doing okay. hmu if you wanna talk
Ashley is ‘did I remember to call my mom on her birthday’. Ashley is if I lose my mail key. Ashley is if I do my laundry, if I give money to homeless people when I’m walking down the street, if I tip my waitress, if I clean my shoes before I walk into someone else’s house. That’s Ashley.
Halsey is the things people fucking care about. It’s all the amplified version of me. It’s when I’m wrong, it’s when I’m right, it’s when I’m at my worst, it’s when I’m at my best — it’s giving people, through music, all the amplified versions of me, immortalising all the high points of my life. If people choose to get to know Ashley, which a lot of the fans have done, and that’s really nice, that’s when they find out what kind of cereal I like, how I dress or whatever else. Fashion interviews — that’s Ashley. When I’m sitting here talking about what fucking shoes I like or what makeup I wear — that’s Ashley. Halsey is a protagonist.