So I’m like two minutes into Young Pope and already Jude Law’s gotten naked and crawled out of a pile of dead babies and it sounds like Portishead did the soundtrack? Wtf this is so weird, and by weird I mean right up my street
Anorýn sees the frustration bubbling up beneath his features, a distress that he could not yet soothe the baby he so EAGERLY attended. It warmed her heart, a picture of perfection even in the circumstance, but a doting mother could not part with whimpers and cries foreshadowing the evening. “He is YOUR son, why should he not cry when he does not get his way?” She teases lightly, stepping forth to regard the small bundle of joy tucked beneath ornate linens. A tender touch is placed upon him, smoothing the crinkles of his chubby cheeks before regarding another pair of fine eyes. How very much like his father he looked, even if he was no bigger than a sizable dinner plate.
She plucks him ever so carefully from his cradle, pulling him into her arms with a hush of comfort and adornment. Once held, rather quickly does the crying MELT into bubbling whimpers before cooing ensues. Anorýn smiles brightly down at the gorgeous sight, free hand quickly stolen by tiny mighty fingers that clung to his mother with a fierceness. Oh, how he made her swoon with joys so unprecedented in life. How grander he made her, by just in his presence her heart would BURST with love.
But such things she does not savor only for herself, and the desire to dismiss any frown on her husband’s face was too great. Quietly she approached him, sinking down beside him to ever so delicately pass the now sweetly TEMPERED child to him. Legolas made not a peep in his father’s arms, only squirming to better see the face so accustomed and grab hold of something other than his mother’s fingers. Even if the long silver locks of hair from the King had to do it, which in turn made her grin most amused. “Mischievous like his mother already, hmm?” Her nose wrinkling as she glanced between the two most precious things in her world.
Okay so advice time, tumblr. Every once in a while when I’m driving to campus I’ll pass a truck hauling a trailer and on the trailer are graphic and triggering pictures of abortion and dead children.
Now I’m all for freedom of expression and freedom of speech and all the jazz, I understand that it’s one of our basic rights, but not at the expense of the safety of the people around you. He’s driving that truck most often on the highway with people going speeds of upwards of 80 mph. The first time I saw his truck I almost lost control of my car and I could not even tell you the number of other times I’ve seen other cars do the same.
He was driving today and I finally managed to grab his license plate numbers, but the question I’m asking is what should I even do with this information now that I have it? What he’s doing sucks but is it even technically illegal?