I JUST REALISED I NEVER SHARED HERE HOW I PROVED THAT I AM A CHILD OF HERMES
Long post but here it goes. The story here goes:
I was on a vacation in Montenegro with a friend of mine. We were waiting for a bus to take us to the main bus station so that we could reserve bus tickets for the trip back home. Two buses passed us, one empty that didn’t stop for us, and one also empty but didn’t stop where we needed to go. So by that time we were waiting for an hour and a half, and both had to use the restroom, but neither willing to go to the restaurant across the street in case the bus arrives and we weren’t there to get on it. Finally my friend goes bored and says
“I swear if the bus doesn’t arrive in the next minute I might actually die of boredom.”
Now being a huge greek mythology nerd and fan of Percy Jackson, I often joked that I am a child of Hermes; despite my favourite god being Apollo. I turn to my friend and say something like
“I could pray to Hermes?”
and so I did. I said something along the lines like, “Hermes, patron god of travelers and anyone who uses roads, I, your child, need your assistance. I apologise for ever wanting Apollo as a father. My friend and I need a bus to go from point A to point B. Can you please send us a ride. Cause we also need to pee really bad.”
NOT 2 SECONDS LATER A BUS ARRIVES.
The bus was full but it drove to the destination we needed to be so we got in. We both stood by the door, unable to move foward cause of the crowd. On the next bus stop a woman got off and vacant a seat. None of the passangers that were previously standing wanted to occupy the said seat, and I felt a bit guilty taking it since I just got on the bus. Another woman compelled me to sit down, and when I did I could have sworn that the bus driver winked at me at the rear view mirror. I convinced myself I was imagining it, cause the old man winking at me would cross to the creepy line. There was an old woman standing behind me, so I offered her the seat but she refused saying she was getting off soon. She in fact got off on the same stop I did, about 20ish minutes later.
Meanwhile my friend still stood by the door, in the crowd. 15 minutes into the bus ride two seats next to each other become vacant, so my friend and I occupy them. We both comment how the weird the bus felt. A woman, we now believe is a monster, cursed on the bus driver, saying he didn’t know where he was driving. The driver kept looking at me in the rear view mirror. The bus passed the heard of cows (which isn’t that unusual for that area…but still). So on, and so on. Both of us keep quiet, whispering how the ride felt weird, but not really saying why.
Finally we arrive at our destination. Because when we got on the bus there was a huge crowd inside it we weren’t able to pay for the ride while getting onto the bus, so we had to pay when we got off. The only problem was we didn’t know the price. Bus fairs weren’t consistent. It varied from the destination to destinations and from the bus line to bus line. We had to ask the driver to bill us. I decided I should do it, but was unable because passangers refused to get off until i got off so I couldn’t talk to the driver. My friend stayed behind on the bus to ask the driver for the price and he only responded with “3€”.
That could have ment 3€ for both of us or 3€ for each of us. Since my friend only had paper bills I pulled out 3 coins worth together 6€, in case its 3€ for each of us. I gave 6€ to the driver and go back to my friend, when the driver comes back opens my friends wallet and puts 2 coins in it before handing it back. He gave me a knowing wink, and disappeared into the crowd. My friend opend the wallet and we found that two extra coins worth together 4€. Meaning that no matter how much the actual bus fair was, the driver gave us almost free ride for both of us, or one got a free ride while the other got a discount.
We are still convinced that Hermes himself gave us a ride.
listen. fiction may be fiction, but fiction is created by real, actual people and it has real, actual implications and consequences. fiction does not exist in a bubble of “it doesn’t really matter”, it has never existed in a bubble of “it doesn’t really matter”, and people being critical of fictional works for how they present real, actual things that really, actually happen is important.
“IT’S JUST FICTION” is not a fucking defense. it is not a good excuse. it has never been a good excuse. it will never be a good excuse. creations by real, actual people have real, actual implications in our real, actual world, and if people are critical of some work of fiction, there’s usually a pretty solid reason for that.
so i’ve been thinking a lot about lance and his siblings
lance would drive his lil sister to and from school when their mama had to work. he’d wait outside the gates for her and they’d hold hands or he’d give her a piggy back to the car as he asked about her day
sometimes she even made drawings for him to look at as they walked
the two (lance and his younger sis) go to the beach together A LOT
lance was actually the one who taught her to surf
they spend time building sandcastles, surfing and looking for shells they can take home
lance and his older sister are actually the ones who bicker the most, all of it playful teasing until lance gets too big for his boots and things get… interesting.
it normally ends with his sister getting him in a headlock and him tapping out though
lance is the only one his lil sister likes to comb her hair. she’s got real big curls and lance is the only one soft enough to be able to battle them. he’ll braid back her hair before they go swimming and it’s a job trying to get her to sit still
lance always has to guide her back down and he’s laughing as he’s all “woah, hey, you’re gonna mess up all my hard work!”
to which she giggles and settles for at least a minute
their whole family has movie nights where they just all pile in the living room and watch a couple movies. lance’s older siblings are all spread across the couch with his parents, while he and his younger sister are piled on the floor with pillows and blankets
it’s not too long before his older siblings get into an argument about the movie choice, to which lance and his lil sister just both respond “SHUT UPPPPPP” because they’re both so invested in the movie
lance gets a pillow thrown at the back of his head for that
lance is always trying to prove himself to his older siblings and that often leads to him getting himself into very sticky situations
he once got his head stuck in a metal fence because his brother dared him
one time he needed to go to the emergency room because he bet his siblings he could chug a bottle of hot sauce (he could not)
he tried backflipping off the trampoline once and ended up fracturing his ankles
he once got way too cocky while trying to get rid of a spider in the house and just straight up grabbed it in his hand. as you can imagine, his face was instant regret and he fainted
he and his older brother wrestle a lot too
they both commentate the fight as it’s happening
“and firstborn mcclain lands a fatal blow!! baby mcclain is down!! i don’t think he’s gonna get back up!!”
yes. lance is baby mcclain.
his siblings all tease lance for being a mamas boy, but it’s funny because they all love their mama so damn much.
lance welcomes this title honestly
he stands there with a wide smile as he replies all “yeah. and what?”
mama is smiling in the background while his siblings smirk and mumble something along the lines of “kissass”
real talk people want so badly to believe that jopseh just has internalized homophobia and that hes only staying with his wife to hide his sexuality when there are multiple people aware that he’s bisexual (robert, mary, and probably more).
joseph lied to you when he got you to sleep with him on his yacht. he told you that he and mary were through which we know wasnt the case because mary was suspicious of you hanging out with her husband when you walk her home from the bar on josephs route. the entire route, he is manipulating your character into believing that he and his wife have issues for just the reason of them not working well together when in reality she’s developed depression and resorted to alcoholism because he is consistently cheating on her with other people. we don’t even know if its exclusively men.
we just know that he’s been doing this for a long time; pampering people and treating them special so he can get into bed with them once and never talk to them again. he tries to make it seem like robert sleeps around like its no big deal all the time and while you do have the option to sleep with robert on the first night, he makes sure you’re okay with it and if you do he doesnt contact you, again. why? because he doesnt like drunken one-night-stands. he was expecting for you to show some kind of interest in sticking around with him when he told you to leave but we didn’t get any dialogue options for it so he just assumes that you were there just for the one-nighter.
and this probably have something to do with joseph cheating on his wife with robert after pampering him and treating him with way too much kindness. hell, he even let robert wear the blue sweater that joseph always has around his neck, that was the sweater referenced in the old picture with all the dads. joseph was manipulating robert, making it seem like it wasnt his fault that his relationship with his wife was bad. and then? he takes him to his yacht and fucks him under the guise that him and his wife are through.
thats why robert, after you do two dates with him, shows up at the beginning of josephs third date to try and warn you. he doesnt want you to get hurt like he has, but robert definitely has some trouble being verbal and explaining what he means and lets his anger get the best of him. they want you to think the marriage troubles are all mary’s fault until you start getting to know mary through the other routes. shes a good woman who has never once outright cheated on joseph. she flirts and drinks to cope with his infidelity.
the way joseph acts from the getgo is some pretty shady behavior so i personally wasnt really surprised to find out how much of a dick he really is. what surprised me is that the writers wrote a very real kind of person into this ‘lighthearted’ dating simulator. josephs abusive and manipulative behavior is an incredibly real thing that happens every day, this game is trying to show you how to identify it before it gets too far or you do something you regret.
theyre not saying ‘gay/bisexual men are unfaithful!’ or ‘christians are going to hurt and abuse you!’ theyre saying ‘some people actually do this and theyre abusive as hell if youre in this situation or feel someone might be trying to do this to you, get out’
mary doesnt leave him for reasons that were never written into the story. probably because she doesnt want to put her kids through a divorce so early in their lives.
basically joseph being an abusive and manipulative partner has nothing to do with his sexuality or religion. he’s just written to be an absolute cock.
trauma doesn’t often feel like trauma is ‘supposed’ to feel. it feels like indifferent detachment, watching from outside yourself because nothing can hurt you there. it feels normal, just how people interact, so why are you making a big deal about it? it feels like a joke – just how kids play, just how adults tease, just how some relationships work.
you wake from nightmares five years later and still wonder if you made it all up.
trauma can look like bad behaviour. like the stubborn refusal to get better, to stop self-destructing. trauma is putting yourself in harm’s way because you don’t really mean it, or because it’s funny, or because you just want to feel something, or because you just want to stop feeling. it’s wanting to destroy and reassemble yourself into another person entirely, so your real life can begin. because this isn’t real. because really bad things don’t happen to people like you.
trauma is the constant feeling of being an impostor. it’s the drive to survive twinned with the impulse to make yourself more sick in more ways. to hurt yourself to prove how bad you feel, or to punish yourself for exaggerating. you want people to believe what you’ve been through, to tell you your feelings are real, that your memories really happened. but when people do take you seriously, you play it off as a joke, apologize for bringing the mood down.
you go on and on about how it wasn’t that bad. you seek permission to still love the ones who hurt you, because it’s the people closest to us who can hurt us most deeply.
you can feel like the people who hurt you are the only ones who really knew you. in low self esteem, you can mistake cruelty for honesty.
there will always be people who have been through worse. that doesn’t make what happened to you okay.
there will always be people who don’t believe you. that doesn’t mean you are lying.
at some point, you have to take yourself seriously. you have to make a life you can stand to live. it’s the only way to survive.
77/11/26 or 26th November 1977. I googled it and the very first hit was something called the Southern Television Broadcast Interruption that happened on that date. This is it:
This video is titled “alien broadcast” or something, but it’s actually real footage of a real thing that happened on 26th November 1977 (a real hoax, done by people, not aliens). It was a broadcast interruption through the Hannington transmitter of the Independent Broadcasting Authority in the UK on 26th Nov, 1977. The interruption is generally considered to be a hoax, and the hijaker remains unknown. The interruption lasted 6 minutes, and took over the sound, leaving the video signal unaltered aside from some picture distortion. The speaker claimed to be a representative of the “Intergalactic Association”. It interrupted the news, then transmission returned to normal shortly after. Southern Television later apologised for a “breakthrough in sound”.
An explanation is given for how this security breach could have happened: “At that time, the Hannington UHF television transmitter was unusual in being one of the few transmitters which rebroadcast an off-air signal received from another transmitter (Southern Television’s Rowridge transmitter on the Isle of Wight), rather than being fed directly by a landline. As a consequence it was open to this kind of signal intrusion, as even a relatively low-powered transmission very close to the receiver could overwhelm its reception of the intended signal, resulting in the unauthorised transmission being amplified and rebroadcast across a far wider area. The IBA stated that to carry out a hoax would take “a considerable amount of technical know-how" and a spokesman for Southern Television confirmed that "A hoaxer jammed our transmitter in the wilds of North Hampshire by taking another transmitter very close to it.” However, like the Max Headroom broadcast signal intrusion a decade later, the identity of the intruder was never confirmed.
** Which means they had planned the HLV broadcast signal interruption story line before they even made the props for ASiP **
After all that I went on to casually start reading about Max Headroom (a weird thing I actually watched on TV in the 80s when I was little and the satire and subtext of it were beyond me) and found the British made pilot, titled “20 minutes into the future”. Weirdly, it’s very very relevant, and I don’t know if this cabbie number clue was meant to point me towards this, but it did anyway. I pointed out shortly after TLD aired that “20 minutes” had been said quite a few times in TLD, and that it was probably important (also see this and this). Also, mentions of 20 minutes in TLD and elsewhere are almost without fail a reference to something that’s going to happen in 20 minutes time, that is, 20 minutes in the future, as if it’s a countdown to something. Culverton’s life will change in exactly 20 minutes. John asks Sherlock if he will be okay by himself for 20 minutes.
To tell you the short version for now… the movie “Max Headroom: 20 minutes into the future” is about an evil television network hiding a dangerous truth from it’s viewers. People are dying because of this secret, in a most violent and terrifying way. A journalist is working to uncover the truth, and while doing so has an accident and is “brain dead” at one point before resurrecting himself from a morgue and coming back to complete his mission - *spoiler* the hero (the journalist) finally uncovers the truth! And reveals it to all via a live television transmission.
I also like this parallel …The evil television network had taken the face of a dead man (the journalist) and used circa 1985 computer technology to animate his face so that he could continue to appear on camera in order to convince the public that he was still alive. Essentially, they turned him into a puppet.
The fact that we only see Moriarty’s head, and the unusual choice of backdrop for this shot of dummy!Jim which looks like it might possibly have been inspired by the amazing Max Headroom animation grid background..
…is all hopefully just a reference to the fact that someone was using Jim’s image to trick the public into thinking he was still alive when he wasn’t (even though in the movie he was actually still alive). Basically, the movie is about the media as a villain, hiding truths from viewers and brainwashing them, and a small band of rebel journalists (from within the evil media) who go on a mission to reveal this truth to the public. And they do reveal it, and the rebels win :) You can watch the movie here.
Coming from an actual bi person, headcanoning female characters who have previously been attracted to men is not bi erasure or biphobia. Compulsory heterosexuality is a very real thing and it happens to many lesbians. There’s nothing wrong with thinking reyna and piper (etc) are bi/pan and there’s nothing wrong with thinking they’re lesbians. Lesbians in the fandom see themselves in these characters and recognize their experiences. Let 👏 People 👏 Have 👏 Lesbian 👏 Headcanons 👏