Maria Constanze Cäcilia Josepha Johanna Aloysia Mozart (née Weber) 5 January 1762 – 6 March 1842 Courageous and loyal wife, mother, copyist, and singer.
Born in Mannheim the third of four sisters, Constanze was not Mozart’s first love but became his truest, as well as a wonderful friend and caretaker until his death in 1791. Afterward Constanze spent the rest of her life preserving his memory, publishing his music, restoring Mozart’s reputation, and not only repaying his debts, but keeping her family financially prosperous.
Described as “one of the most interesting persons in existence” by her brother-in-law artist Joseph Lange, Constanze indeed led a life worthy of a Hollywood film, as not only a devoted and caring wife and muse to Wolfgang but as a strong, independent, and courageous lady.
As biographer Jane Glover describes—
“In many ways, she was an ideal wife for a composer. Mozart himself was firmly of that opinion. As he wrote in a careful letter to his father, Leopold:
‘I must make you better acquainted with the character of my dear Constanze. Her whole beauty consists in two little black eyes and a pretty figure. She likes to be neatly and cleanly dressed, but not smartly; and most things that a woman needs she is able to make for herself; and she dresses her own hair every day. I love her and she loves me with all her heart. Tell me whether I could wish for a better wife.’
The marriage between Mozart and Constanze was unquestionably a success. There were occasional signs of tension between them, as in any union. But reconciliation was always sweet: they adored each other unreservedly and cared for one another tenderly in their respective illnesses.”
To attest to his affection for her, words from a letter from Mozart to Constanze in September 1790:
“I get all excited like a child when I think about being with you again — If people could see into my heart I should almost feel ashamed. Everything is cold to me — ice-cold. — If you were here with me, maybe I would find the courtesies people are showing me more enjoyable, — but as it is, it’s all so empty — adieu — my dear — I am, Forever, your Mozart who loves you with his entire soul.
PS. — while I was writing the last page, tear after tear fell on the paper. But I must cheer up — catch — An astonishing number of kisses are flying about — The deuce! — I see a whole crowd of them. Ha! Ha!… I have just caught three — They are delicious… I kiss you millions of times.”
Hey Tiddie I really gotta ask ‘cause I’m driving myself insane with this but why are they recalling Overwatch under the same name as the organisation that fell because of poor communication (reason why it fell can be debated)? The same name as the organisation the public shunned and shammed and what have you. The same name as the organisation the ‘Law of the World’ states agents under this name will be arrested and blah, blah, blah. Why don’t they change it? It'll make it easier on them.
Alrightyyy *cracks neck* here’s my slingshot thoughts:
So judging by the “Recall” short we can immediately see that Winston is especially attached to Overwatch. He’s even living at the Watchpoint with Athena.
the main reason i think is: he as we can see is attached to the ideal behind the name, what it used to be, stand for, what he believed in -what they all believed in, and so i think he and the old brigade would want to reclaim the name for those reasons. they want to show the world that Overwatch can still and will bring the hope and freedom and peace it one promised. and since they’re all vigilantes at this point anyway, marked by overwatch, and now (after recall) known and being hunted by Talon, going under a new name wouldn’t really do much for them necessarily. in fact- take Tracer, or Jack, literal faces of Overwatch -they’re always going to be known as Overwatch,
they might even get a bad rep for just going under a different name. ”they’re cowards, trying to be sneaky, hiding behind a new face” “it’s just overwatch all over again!”, y’all know how media flips shit up like that.
also judging by Recall: Winston don’t give a Flying Fuck In Space -Deuces PETRAS! Someone has to do something! and he’s got the means at his fingertips.
but these are just my quickly thrown together thoughts and probably full of holes. so if y’all have any ideas about it, drop ‘em on by!
PS. — while I was writing the last page, tear after tear fell on the paper. But I must cheer up — catch — An astonishing number of kisses are flying about — The deuce! — I see a whole crowd of them. Ha! Ha!… I have just caught three — They are delicious… I kiss you millions of times.