i think the finale arc of the adventure zone is literally the most fucking powerful piece of media ever created and here’s why
you know that opening narration in Watchmen where rorshach is all “they’ll look up and scream save us, and i’ll look down and whisper no” and it’s all very gritty and dramatic and uhuhu sheeple
it’s literally the total fucking opposite of that
the apocalypse is bearing down, a hundred billion voices screaming in cacophonous and deafening unison GIVE UP AND DIE, and the entire world shares a glance, and takes a breath, and looks up and says:
And I don’t believe I have ever seen something with such a powerful faith in humanity. I don’t think I’ve ever seen something that describes such an unshakeable connectedness, such an unbreakable will to exist. The apocalypse is happening and people are still fighting.
And I think that especially now, especially in times of such upheaval and uncertainty, and now with the threat of nuclear war looming from the darker corners of our political houses, we need more than ever stories that say what this one does–and I have never seen it more clearly and more beautifully communicated.
People should seriously stop making memes addressing North Korea. We have a serious problem right now and it’s extremely inappropriate and disturbing how many people are taking a threat of a nuclear war as a joke.
There is an alternate universe where Hillary Clinton is president. There is no threat of nuclear war with North Korea. There are no Nazi marches. There is no wide-ranging investigation at the highest levels of government into Russian interference in the presidential election. Basic fundamental rights and freedoms are not under attack. The healthcare conversation is about how to improve Obamacare, not strip millions of health insurance because fuck poor people. America is respected and even admired for finally breaking its glass ceiling. President Clinton has reaffirmed the USA’s commitment to the Paris Accord and had a historic photo op with Theresa May and Angela Merkel. Donald Trump is just a punchline on late night TV shows, and not someone with the ability to do such damage to the entire earth’s population. America is stable and altogether, doing pretty well. It still has its long ingrained problems, but it’s not teetering on the edge of total deconstruction and downfall.
“Boy,” say the fortunate citizens of this happy place. “Good thing he didn’t win, huh? I don’t even want to imagine it.”
This is not a perfect alternate universe. The House and Senate GOP are running the Find a Scandal Obstruction Machine nonstop. The media obsesses on tearing her down. All the talk is about who will run against her in 2020. The people who hated her before still hate her now. The left wing writes angry editorials and blog posts about the ways in which she is not being progressive enough. She is constantly judged for not fulfilling her full slate of campaign promises in 8 months. And so on.
But you know, elections don’t matter, and both sides are the same.
“North Korea best not make anymore threats to the United States. They will be met with fire and fury like the world has never seen. He has been very threatening, beyond a normal statement. And as I said, they will be met with fire, fury and frankly power, the likes of which this world has never seen before. Thank you!”
contains: fluff / sass / thirsty boys / slight NSFW / more sass
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Minseok came home from the practice in the mood again, but you weren’t. You had so much work to do, you weren’t sure if you’d be able to finish it all.
He put his hand on your knee. “How much more do you have to do, Jagi?”
“Do you think you might want a break soon?” he asked, leaning in close to you.
He nipped your ear. “We can be quick.”
“I didn’t know that all those months ago, I had said yes to dating a walking, talking boner! Silly me! I should have gotten an entire man!”
Minseok leaned back, eyes wide. He’d gotten the message loud and clear and left you alone to work. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him grab his laptop and leave the room.
The next day though, you were the one feeling needy, and you hoped you hadn’t shut him down too hard.
Of course not; it’s Minseok. He’s always ready to go to town with you.
You were watching old episodes of Everybody Hates Chris when Junmyeon walked in front of the TV doing the Growl choreography.
“I am moving!” he joked. “으르렁 으르렁 으르렁 대!”
“Boy, if you don’t get out of the way, I will knock you into next week.”
He kept dancing…
Seven days later, Junmyeon showed up at the door with flowers. You took them, but still had scorn on your face. “Have you learned your lesson?"
He bowed. "Yes, Jagi, my love.”
“Okay.” You stepped aside and let him in.
“Can I make it up to you?” he pleaded.
“I don’t know, can you?” You crossed your arms.
His lips went straight to your neck, and you allowed it.
It wasn’t often you got snippy around Yixing, because he never provoked you, but the flight attendant sure did when he woke you up by rudely lifting your seat and slamming your tray closed.
“What was that?”
“We’re landing,” he said, not looking at you.
“Hmm. Glad to know we’re flying Asshole Airlines. I’ll remember next time we need to travel.”
Yixing had his eyes wide next to you, unable to believe what he’d just heard.
“Never. Again,” you said to him, your signal that this was a business you would no longer be patronizing.
He nodded and pulled you close to him so you could calm down. Being near him always did that. You rested your hot head on his chest until you landed in Changsha, cooled down and ready to meet his parents.
“I’m creeping in your heart bae!” Baekhyun sang in your ear as he hugged you tightly. Sometimes you were in the mood for his antics, but today was not one of those days. You were stressed and just needed to focus on your work so it could be done.
“Baekhyun, if you sing one more line…”
“Creeping, creeping, creeping!!!”
“Hey, you know who wants to hear you? Why don’t you go find Chanyeol? He loves hearing your loud mouth.”
Baekhyun stopped singing and slinked away from you singing softly, “You huuurt me… so bad, so bad… you huuurt me…”
Later on when you were no longer stressed, you felt bad, but he wouldn’t let you make it up to him.
“No, I think you made it clear you hate me now, Jagi! I’m going to sleep in Chanyeol’s bed tonight!”
“Baeeekie, don’t be like that…”
You reeled him back into your arms with promises of cuddles and kisses, reminding him that when you were stressed, you got crankier.
You and Jongdae looked at the spilled milk between the two of you.
“This wouldn’t have happened if you had just let me pour,” he said.
“ThiS wOulDn’T haVe HapPenED iF yOU haD juSt LeT me pOur!” you repeated in your most derisive imitation of Jongdae possible.
“ahHh wAeEE!” you mocked again. “Sit your butt down and let me fix my own breakfast.”
Jongdae was taken aback and left the kitchen. As you wiped the floor and added the little bit of milk you had left to your Frosted Flakes, you felt like you might have been a little harsh. It was only milk; you could buy more.
You walked into the dining room ready to apologize, but you were surprised to find Jongdae giving you his bedroom eyes.
“What… are you serious?” you asked in disbelief.
“I didn’t know you could be so sassy, Jagi…” he growled at you.
Somehow, Jongdae always got his way. An hour later, you sat down to extremely soggy cereal with a slight ache in your legs.
Chanyeol texted you sweet things often when he wasn’t around, but sometimes you liked to mess with him.
He sent: Hello aaaangle
You sent: I never knew I was an angle
He sent: Of course, you’re my one and only angle :)
You sent: What kind of angle am I?
He sent: An angle with more beauty than any other
Then he sent: Wait… why didn’t you tell me that was the wrong word. How long were you going to let me type the wrong word
You sent: Learn how to spell, Chan
He sent: I’m not coming home from the studio tonight
You didn’t answer, and in an hour, he showed up at the door, worried that you were mad at him. You’d played him right into your hands once again, and had him begging for your cuddles and your attention. You gave it in small doses until you were ready to give him your undivided attention.
You were watching TV on the couch alone when Kyungsoo changed the channel without asking you.
“There’s something I want to show you,” he said, sitting next to you. “This is that show I said was really good.”
“I’m not going to like it if it’s interrupting my drama. Change it back.”
“I thought we could watch this together, since it’s a rerun from the beginning.”
“Kyungsoo… do you like your face?” you asked, turning to him. “If you do, I suggest you change the channel back.”
Little did you know, you had just declared a war. Kyungsoo was the king of threats. The war escalated to near nuclear levels before you decided to call it a stalemate because both of the shows had gone off!
“…What do you want to do now?” he asked.
“Eat your face,” you said with a smirk. “I like your face.” Kyungsoo’s angry side really got you going for some reason.
“I missed seeing you, Jagi,” he said, holding you close to him, sounding more sincere than he’d ever sounded about anything. He had been gone for nearly a month and had only been able to Skype you three times total.
“I don’t blame you… if I couldn’t see me for a month, I’d miss me too.”
Jongin laughed and hit you lightly on the shoulder, and you laughed along with him. It was just one of those overly-cocky moods that popped up on occasion, turning your usually confident self up a few notches.
“Jaaagi, I’m serious!” He calmed down. “I missed you a lot.”
He shyly pulled you into his lap and held your hand against his chest.
You pecked him on the nose and he grinned bigger than you’d ever seen him grin as he stared lovingly into your eyes. You could probably get him to agree to whatever you wanted him to do. Hmm… what did you want him to do…?
“Jagi, what do you think of this outfit? Jaw dropping?”
Sehun stepped out of the dressing room and did a twirl for you. You stepped forward and took the tag on the leather jacket.
“Only thing jaw dropping is how much it costs. Find something else.”
“This is the best thing in the store… don’t I deserve the best?” he whined.
“I think you can learn a lesson from Tao. He says cheap clothes become expensive when he wears them, not the other way around.”
Sehun’s eyes went wide with a “what did you just say to me?!” face and you pushed him back into the changing room.
The door opened a few seconds later and he had his signature “not having it” face on. “Maybe if you made more money, we could have anything we wanted.”
“Maybe if you weren’t such a brat we wouldn’t have to get every little thing you see!”
It sounded like a real fight to the other customers in the store, but when you got to the car, you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. Sehun secretly liked it when you sassed him back… he liked it a lot. Almost as if it was a kink of his and he provoked you on purpose sometimes. Almost.
Thanks to the growing threat of nuclear war between the United States and North Korea, I’ll finally get to live my Fallout-inspired dream of fending off hammer-wielding psychos in the irradiated wastelands of America by day and struggling to wrap my head around the existential horror of being a walking remnant of humanity’s mistakes by night. Hooray!
At least, that’s the sense we’d all have if we were only paying attention to the surface-level of Trump’s blustery, tough-guy dick-waggling contest with North Korea’s Kim Jong-un (who is clearly living out some weird Tom Hanks Big scenario). North Korea has a long history of saying they’re going to nuke whoever looks at them funny as they throw their annual temper tantrum. But it’s not often that an American president responds by brandishing the jagged edges of a beer bottle he’s broken over his head.
Trump is a showman. You think dropping the biggest non-nuclear bomb the U.S. military has ever created was intended to cripple ISIS? Remember, this is the same who guy wanted his inauguration parade to include tanks and missile launchers to show the world America’s military might. You know, like totally stable countries like North Korea and Russia do all the time. Living Jeff Dunham puppet Mike Pence dared to stare down North Korea because he “thought it was important that people on the other side of the DMZ see our resolve in my face.”
It was an act dreamed up by the kind of people whose dicks chub when they watch Patton.
The Doomsday Clock is a symbol which represents the likelihood of a human-caused global catastrophe. Maintained since 1947 by the members of The Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists’ Science and Security Board, the Clock represents an analogy for the threat of global nuclear war.
I was in Charlottesville a couple years ago for a week long medieval manuscript course at the University of Virginia. I stayed on the Lawn… in June… without air conditioning… it was hot. The campus is beautiful and historic, the town is a lovely college town. I had a great experience there.
UVA was also founded by the notorious slave owner, Thomas Jefferson.
I rarely make political posts on this blog, but I honestly have no words to describe what I have watched unfold this weekend. I have been holidaying and off tumblr/the internet, but I’ve seen the news and the Facebook posts and everything else happening in the year of our Lord 2017. This is exactly what I was talking about with my 1x04 Historical Hour With Hilary post and the need to name and condemn Nazis in the strongest possible terms, rather than trying to set up some false equivalence or rationalization. THERE CAN BE NO RATIONALIZATION.
These people are not poor white rednecks. They are squarely in the middle of society. They are not as much of a marginal position as comfortable white liberalism would like to think. They are (hopefully) few, we are many, but that means nothing unless we DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
I said a few weeks ago that I can’t believe this is the way we live every day now. Just an ordinary week with the threat of nuclear war and actual Nazi marches. I don’t know what to say. As a historian, I’m depressed. As a person, I’m horrified.
I will be teaching a class in the spring called “Medieval Narratives In the Modern World: Nationalism, Terrorism, and Pop Culture.” Education has to start somewhere, but empathy is something we can all do at home.
Solidarity to all female, black, Muslim, Jewish, LBGTQ, immigrant, refugee, and every other group made afraid by this climate of hate and division. This queer white woman humbly hopes to be accepted as your friend and ally in your, and our, struggle.
I called my 87-year-old Grandmom and asked her about the Cuban Missile Crisis and about where we are with Russia and North Korea. Here’s what she had to say:
*She first talked about living through the Cuban Missile Crisis*
“[The Cuban Missile Crisis] was a ‘hold-your-breath time. We had JFK. It was diplomatically handled, and the Russian’s backed down.
“It’s more and more obvious that Trump is mentally deranged. So what’s going to happen now? Mitch McConnell is going to have to do something. Trump’s been berating him lately, and he’s going to have to act to prevent disaster.”
*In regards to the recent 755 firings*
“How can he possibly think all those firings were a good thing? How dare he? If we don’t have our people in Russia, keeping tabs on Russia, we’re in deep doo-doo.
“[Trump’s Cabinet] all wanted to get on the Trump train when he was elected, and now they all want off.
“Trump is nuts enough, but I blame Mitch McConnell and everyone else for thinking they could rein Trump in once he was elected. The corruption and lying and deceit is so deep.
*Told her about Pod Save America and their advocation of activism*
“There’s nothing we can really do about it.
“Trump doesn’t give two shits about his base. He hasn’t stopped campaigning. He hasn’t done anything. All those Executive Order pictures are bullshit. And Congress isn’t doing anything.”
*About Trump’s Cabinet, DeVos and Tillerson in particular came up a few times*
“Just because you have money doesn’t mean you get to tell people how to live. DeVos comes out of her ivory tower everyday and gets right into a limousine. Poor people aren’t lazy! You’re not paying them enough!
“[Trump and his base] complains about migrant workers, Latinos. Then go out there and do their jobs! They won’t do it. They don’t value migrant workers!”
*On how she feels about late night shows*
“You know, I watch the comedians. But even they are getting tired. You know who I like? Trevor Noah. He’s cute. Something to look forward to!”
*About the threat of nuclear war*
“As crazy as Kim Jong U is, he won’t do it. Nuclear war means everyone loses. He knows he would die, and he doesn’t want to die. We’ve got our own nutcase, but North Korea has advisers just like we do. If North Korea attacked, he’d be outnumbered.
“Don’t get yourself upset with it. Your [Democratic] reps will do the right thing. Call them every day. Their oath of office, even the Republicans, is to protect the Constitution and the people. The Republicans are responsible, and we have to hold them accountable.
“Don’t get yourself upset about it. There are rules about this. Like the 25th Amendment. It’s gotten so bad. He’s gotten worse.”
*About Mueller’s on-going investigation*
“The closer Mueller gets, the worse Trump gets. Trump has attacked all the people he’s fired, like Flynn and Comey. Mueller just went after Manafort. Trump and his team will throw each other under the bus.They’re all gonna start to blab.”
I know it might not mean much, but I hope the words of an old lady will comfort some of you tonight, even just a little. It helped me some, knowing that after everything she’s seen in her life, that we’ll come out of this somehow.
my brain has two channels this morning and they are “scouring the economist and foreign policy for some small comfort regarding the threat of imminent nuclear war” and “during the filming of the social network andrew garfield made jesse eisenberg say ‘i love you, you’re my best friend, come and we’ll get married and we’ll live in a house together’ just to produce the right kind of reaction for the end of one scene and in andrew’s own words, jesse ‘really generously, you know, embarrassingly told me how much he adored me’” and i am rapidly switching between both of them w/ no control over my emotions