FRANCE. Bobigny. February 16, 2017. A riot policeman stands guard as people gather during a demonstration to demand justice for Theo, a 22-year-old youth worker who required surgery after his arrest last week in the gritty suburb of Aulnay-sous-Bois. French President Francois Hollande called for “justice” over the alleged rape and beating of the black youth with a police baton, an incident that has sparked 10 nights of rioting and more than 200 arrests.
Guards! Guards! has one of the first Big Deal Discworld moments for me, and I’m not very good at articulating what that means.
The moment I’m thinking of is the dragon’s speech to Wonse – “we were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless and terrible. But…we never burned and tortured and ripped one another apart and called it morality.” That’s a passage that always makes me stop and reread it a couple of times. And it’s a small moment – it’s the only time we hear the dragon speak at all, and it’s a speech that has no bearing on the rest of the story. It could have been taken out of the book entirely and nothing would feel like it was missing. But the fact that it’s there is a Big Deal moment. The great big monstrous antagonist’s judgment of humanity is unavoidable in its accuracy.
And the Discworld series is full of moments like that. Sometimes it’s just one line, sometimes it’s a full scene, and most of the book is so full of shenanigans coming so quickly one after another that you don’t always see the Big Deal moments coming. We think of Pratchett as a humor/satire writer and yes, the books are hilarious, but in between the jokes are these Big Deal moments that casually rearrange our perspective and stick with us even after we think we’ve forgotten.
Then there are the other Big Deal Moments, that are Emotional Meteorite Strike Moments (e.g. the phrase “that is not my cow” can now instantly put me in the fetal position) but I’m having a hard enough time describing this one as it is so I’ll probably go on a tirade about those ‘round about that One Part in Feet of Clay. (You know the one.)
I think what I love most about Laurent and Damen together is that they don’t lose themselves, they become more like themselves instead. They become more like the people they were supposed to be. just because they’ve finally found the person who loves and accepts and sees them for exactly who they are.
Here’s to the performers who have to reuse the same silks every season due to budget cuts. Here’s to the performers who wear either show blacks or cheap homemade costumes every season. Here’s to the performers who have to kill themselves dragging around an old floor that is devastatingly heavy because it’s been painted over so many times due to budget cuts. Here’s to the performers who either don’t have staff or only have staff for half a season before they give up.
I hope the ending theme for episode 12 would be like a slow piano version of “You Only Live Once” or something equally as sentimental. and all the instagram pictures will be of everyone after the grand prix, dressed in suits or dresses (i imagine mila and sara will be wearing matching dresses because that is perfect and beautiful). and the pictures are all fun and stuff, such as phichit catching people off guard with his selfies or chris making everyone feel slightly uncomfortable or leo and guang-hong singing super bad (but super cute) karaoke. (minami and emil would have been the ones to pass out from eating so much).
and after there have been pictures of every skater and whatever - from seung-gil to georgi to michele to even jj - the last few focus upon viktor and yuuri - viktor wearing a black suit with a white rose, and yuuri wearing a white suit with a red rose. and it’ll be them at the altar, with captions such as “exchanging vows!!! how cute!!!” and “there goes the ‘I do’s’!!!” (captions courtesy of phichit chulanont of course). and the transition between pictures go slower and slower until it falls upon viktor and yuuri kissing with the caption “You may kiss the groom.”
(as a little bonus, there’s a video clip of yuuri throwing the bouquet into the air and everyone scrambles for, but it conveniently falls right in front of where yurio and otabek are standing. and while everyone starts cheering and laughing, yurio’s totally embarrassed and telling everyone to shut up but otabek picks it up and says “we will see you all at our wedding in a few years. please bring gifts.” and yurio just dies of a mix between embarrassment and happiness.)
“Another reason why you don’t want to be anyone except Rose Hathaway, huh?”
I sat down on a bench and folded my hands in my lap as I looked away. “I know I said that… but sometimes… Well. Sometimes, I wish I could steal another identity. Someone who isn’t guarding the same Moroi who… who other people are guarding.”
Dimitri stayed silent for a long time- so much so that I finally had to glance over at him, despite my self-consciousness…
“Someone like that… would make a few things easier,” he said at last, his voice low. Strained. “But someone like that wouldn’t be Rose Hathaway. And I’d rather live in a much more complicated world than in one where she wasn’t around.”
Desert Sorceresses have enchanting looks, and they use them to catch people off guard… Oddly enough, even those who are perceptive enough to realize the ploy fall prey to their seductions with alarming regularity.
the general emotion of “hate” is not the problem, and those who just make “hate” their main target are at best ineffective, and at worst, attempting to silence legitimate protest. a moral society has to hate abusers, racists, misogynists, and other vile people in order to guard against them gaining social capital and power.