Altruism is the other side of the coin of ‘hell-is-other-people’; only this time mystification appears under a positive sign. Let’s put an end to this old soldier crap once and for all! For others to interest me I must first find in myself the energy for such an interest. What binds me to others must grow out of what binds me to the most exuberant and demanding part of my will to live; not the other way round. It is always myself that I am looking for in other people; my enrichment, my realization. let everyone understand this and 'each for himself’ taken to its ultimate conclusion will be transformed into 'all for each’. The freedom of one will be the freedom of all. A community which is not built on the demands of individuals and their dialectic can only reinforce the oppressive violence of power. The Other in whom I do not find myself is nothing but a thing, and altruism leads me to the love of things, to the love of my isolation.
Off the back of my first post regarding Space Dad Kolivan have some headcannons/ideas/random stuff!!
Lance narrating: “Funnily enough, the deadliest of us is also the dadliest”
Hunk slips while pulling food out of the oven, Kolivan catches the food in one hand and Hunk in the other.
He likes to throw Pidge. Straight up at dubious heights, across the room, behind the enemy’s lines during a battle as some kind of flanking maneuver. He’ll just pick her up and toss her bc he can
He’ll actively and noticeably censor himself in the paladins’ presence.
Always manages to land a perfectly centered slap on the back of Lance’s head as situationally required
He’s legit the “I’m everywhere” dad
He has a Dad Chair on the castle, even when he’s not there it’s left for him
T H E T H E R M O S T A T
He’s like a reverse gremlin, little inconsequential fixes that took the back-burner are suddenly being done and no one knows how or who by until Coran catches Kolivan adjusting something and he’s just like “it helps me think”
Kolivan insists on cooking a traditional Galra meal bc Kieth needs to taste his heritage
He’s a fab cook and Galra cooking is bae
Kolivan is very proud of himself and gladly teaches Hunk the recipes
He can drive and park any vehicle perfectly on the first try regardess of whether or not he has prior experience with said vehicle
He even once managed to drift into a flawless parallel park during a high speed escape
Can turn any situation or funny story into a Valuable Life Lesson
“Alright paladins, we’re going to do this clearly dangerous and highly risky thing in a needlessly complex yet still over-simplified way”
Creative in the most unusually creative way.
*explosion* the team comes running in to see Kolivan crouching with his back to the blast, looking badass. Kolivan stands up revealing a previously completely hidden Pidge, not a hair out of place
*is holding a baby, baby screams in delight* A MIGHTY WARRIORS CRY
Highkey protective af
Totally chill with Pidge climbing all over him, he doesn’t even notice the extra weight
One time Hunk found them in the bridge doing some modifications together and took a picture bc it was too cute
Kolivan was standing, leaning on the control panel doing things while Pidge was perched on his shoulders with her laptop on the top of his head, typing
They were both so hyper-focused that neither noticed Hunk quietly squeeing
He can and will fall asleep anywhere
but will wake up and be totally alert in 0.3 sec if he needs to catch someone/something
One time Kieth was standing on the kitchen counter looking for food on the top shelves bc he’s the second shortest person and he stepped back too far but Kolivan just reached out and pushed him back into a standing position without even looking up from his reading
“I Am What I Am” This is marketing’s latest offering to the world, the final stage in the development of advertising, far beyond all the exhortations to be different, to be oneself and drink Pepsi. Decades of concepts in order to get where we are, to arrive at pure tautology. I = I. He’s running on a treadmill in front of the mirror in his gym. She’s coming back from work, behind the wheel of her Smart car. Will they Meet?
from The Coming Insurrection by The Invisible Committee