terry & terry

This is just a reminder that when Sir Terry Pratchett was knighted, he dug up his own iron ore, learned to smelt, smelted it, added meteorite iron, learned to forge, and forged himself a starmetal sword. As you do.

And then he put it away somewhere safe so he wouldn’t violate any UK knife laws.

you know what I appreciate? how Terry Jeffords has three daughters, and there has never been any jokes or comments about how he’d like to have a boy one day, or how he’s trying to turn one of the girls into a boy by getting her into sports, or how he feels “outnumbered” in a house with four women/girls. not one. it’s so refreshing to see a tv family with all daughters where the dad doesn’t treat them like a disappointment


so b99 is currently looking VERY likely to be cancelled and this can not happen ok, so get everyone watching live or on hulu get viewing figures up, write to fox I DONT KNOW BUT YALL CANNOT LET THIS GEM OF A SHOW BE CANCELLED


“You know how stuff runs in families? Blue eyes, buck teeth, that sort of thing? Well, Death runs in my family. I remember things that haven’t happened yet and I can TALK THAT TALK and stalk that stalk and…if he gets sidetracked, then I’ll have to do it. And he does get sidetracked.” 

-Susan Sto Helit

Pratchett went back to older throwaway jokes (like dwarves being apparently unisex) and used them as metaphors to discuss social change, racial assimilation, and other complex issues, while reexamining the species he’d thrown in at the margins of his world simply because they existed at the margins of every other fantasy universe. If goblins and orcs and trolls could think, then why were they always just there to be slaughtered by the heroes? And if the heroes slaughtered sentient beings en masse, how heroic exactly were they? It was a long overdue start on redressing issues long swept under the rug by a parade of Tolkien successors who never thought of anyone green and slimy as anything but a notch on the protagonist’s sword, and much of the urgency in Pratchett’s last few books seemed to be related to them. ‘There’s only one true evil in the world,’ he said through his characters. 'And that’s treating people like they were things.’

And in the last of his 'grown-up’ Discworld books, that idea is shouted with the ferocity of those who have only a few words left and want to make them count. Goblins are people. Golems are people. Dwarves are people, and they do not become any less people because they decide to go by the gender they know themselves to be instead of the one society forces on them. Even trains might be people, and you’ll never know one way or the other unless you ask them, because treating someone like they’re a person and not a thing should be your default. And the only people who cling to tradition at the expense of real people are sad, angry dwellers in the darkness who don’t even understand how pathetic they are, clutching and grasping at the things they remember without ever understanding that the world was never that simple to begin with. The future is bright, it is shining, and it belongs to everyone.

—  John Seavey, The Evolution of the Disc