Headlines read: POKÉMON GO AWAY; POLICE ISSUE WARNING NOT TO POKÉMON AND DRIVE; MAN QUITS JOB TO CATCH POKÉMON FOR TWO MONTHS
My mother sees this and shakes her head. My friends squabble about it. Internet comments read: you all need to get a life, aren’t you too old to play children’s games, wish millennials would hunt jobs instead of imaginary animals, I’m so ashamed of this generation
I’m so in awe of this generation and everything it has to carry. I am stunned by the way we persevere, by the way we find comfort and peace in such small packages. MAN QUITS JOB TO CATCH POKÉMON. Man indulges in nostalgia. Man leaves home, travels. Man pursues happiness, finds it in strange places.
Pokémon: Indigo League aired in 1999 on Kids’ WB. Picture: an alarm set, two pairs of tired eyes, TV trays and cereal, volume low because mom’s sleeping off her night shift at the bar, theme song lyrics printed out and sitting on the floor. I was eight. I never recall my father in these memories. He’d either already left or I’ve blocked out his face the same way my mom used family photos to cover up fist-sized holes in the walls.
Pokémon Silver and Gold were released in the US in 2001. Picture: anthrax, terror alerts, news footage looping, smoke and screaming, teachers crying in classrooms, the way fear can permeate an entire country and my small body the same way without ever having to name a reason out loud. I was ten. I was scared all the time, but I was also spending my weekends running around outside with my brother and the neighbor boy, throwing imaginary Poké Balls at squirrels.
It’s not that I didn’t know what was going on. It’s just that sometimes when things are loud or angry or hard, especially when you’re young, the best thing you can do is keep your head down.
2016: terrorism, police brutality, student loan debts, depression, anxiety, Brexit, the US political landscape. Pokémon Go begins rolling out its release around the world and there are days, at twenty-five, that I still need to keep my head down. I know there is immense privilege in being able to put the rest of the world on hold for a while, to step back from the things that hurt us; but I also know this brief respite is important. Whether it’s turning off the news for a few days or reading a book or taking a vacation or augmented reality as self care. It is hard to live full time in a world that always looks like it’s on fire. It sits so heavy on the chest. It is easy to look out at all this trauma and forget to look back at yourself.
What I mean to say is, I might not quit my job to roam the country and catch Pokémon, but when it comes to pursuing my own happiness, no matter the means, “I wanna be the very best…”
Reasons why bughead is the otp i never knew i needed:
- It’s a relationship solely built on friendship, trust and affection between two people. There’s no “belligerent sexual tension”, “hating each other but secretly wanting to have sex”, or petty insults that are somehow romanticized into “hot witty banter”. There’s just love, unspoken understanding and empathy.
- Jughead and Betty are both damaged people going through rough patches in life, but it’s not portrayed in a “omg we’re so fucked up and it’s glorified to be something morbidly beautiful as we spiral into mutual destruction” way, it’s more like “our lives are messed up and it’s not okay, but we’ll help each other through this, we’ll overcome it together”.
- Even though it’s clear that they mean a lot to each other, they are able to exist as two separate characters with respective compelling stories, instead of being reduced to “one half of a ship”. They both have priorities that they (rightfully) put before their relationship. So many ships end up overshadowing the characters involved that they’re pretty much empty shells without their relationship with each other keeping them relevant to the plot.
- The casual way with which they show affection. The casual touching, hand holding, sitting-side-by-side-with-zero-personal-space, the slinging-a-leg-over-the-other’s-lap thing. Some of them are even blink-and-you’ll-miss it shots. It’s never a big deal. It’s like physical affection comes to them naturally. It’s perfect.
- The huge smiles they always wear on their faces when they’re together. It’s so clear they make each other happy by just being there. There’s no tears, no arguing, no physical violence, no drama, all of which staples of “interesting relationships” on television, and yet theirs is one of the most compelling love stories I have ever known.
I don’t think people understand how rare it is for a tv pairing to be this healthy and good, and how much it means to me. I’m crossing all my fingers that this is the way they’ll always be. It’s time for us to put all those dramatic and destructive romance tropes to bed and stop pretending it’s romantic.
James, you resented me because we were so close… and I threw it all away. If you join me now, what if I resented you for the same reason? What would I be throwing away? You can’t see it yet, can you? You are not alone.
But seriously Adrien and Marinette aren’t going to just give away their identities to each other just like that because they know they can’t. It is not that simple. And we know they won’t because their were times where they really wanted to, but they resisted. So they aren’t going to find out by revealing to each other. Don’t get me wrong, they are soulmates so obviously they are going to find out the others secret. In my opinion, most likely by accident.