By Jocelin Carmes
dj, cue the jock jams, please
White Feminism
I wish more white people - and white women especially - would get over their white fragility and truly understand how words and actions like these do more harm than good to women of color. They need to stop making everything about themselves and catering to other whites women like women of color don’t exist.
he was on TATOOINE you fucking loser
Obi-Wan can find an invisible planet hidden by a devious Sith Lord, Anakin can’t find his ex-best friend on his own home planet while the guy is still using his own damn name.
I know we give Obi-wan a lot of shit for leaving Luke with his real surname but Anakin really is that stupid
the perfect hiding place: the sandiest fucking planet that anakin would never set foot on again
I’d like to remind everyone again that it’s literally canon that Vader can’t step foot on Tatooine because the desert gets into his creaky old man robot joints and makes his suit break down
aka the sand is coarse, rough, irritating, and gets everywhere
i d o n t l i k e s a n d
okay but what if everyone was like ‘vader, kenobi’s on tattooine. he’s obviously on tattooine. he’s been there for years. he’s just right fucking there, we all know it.’ and vader is just desperately shaking down jedi like they’re magic eight-balls and he wants a better fortune. like ‘no i don’t like that try again’.
kenobi’s just sitting there in his pile of sand like a smug fucking bastard. he doesn’t need to hide jack shit. he went to the tattooine board of tourism and got them to print up flyers that say ‘COME TO TATTOOINE, WE HAVE SAND’ and luke is probably going to be safe until his midlife fucking crisis at this rate.
palpatine finds vader aimlessly checking behind pieces of furniture in some shitty space motel on kamino
‘he’s on tattooine,’ palpatine says.
‘nuh uh,’ vader says, and peers under a couch.
Theory:
Obi-Wan keeping his last name and creating a perfectly crafted, balanced between obscurity and eccentricity reputation of wizard-hermit is kind of devious, actually.
I mean, Vader obviously is never going to willingly set his foot on Tatooine ever again, but on the off chance he will, the first thing he’s going to heard about while investigating Force stuff is a hermit of Judland Wastes, Old Ben Kenobi. And then he’s off chasing his ex-master-slash-best-friend-slash-nemesis. Certainly not looking too close at some random farmboys.
Obi-Wan sort of accidentally-on-purpose became a part of Tatooine’s folklore to protect Luke and I think it’s beautiful
a lot of people assume psychosis hallucinations are super intense all-consuming horror movie shit like the memes about the hat man or always horrible debilitating things that make you dangerous to be around
but in my experience 95% of my hallucinations are getting spooked by very clearly hearing someone knocking on my door or calling my name from another room or hearing footsteps walking behind me which are "just" my brain recreating the horror of an abusive childhood
i *have* gotten the "bugs crawling all over me" hallucination once or twice though and yeah that one is exactly as terrible horrible as it sounds AUGH
ALT(not trying to put you on blast specifically, you're just a good example to jump off of)
media and pop culture hypes up psychosis a lot as The Worst That Can Happen out of sanism, so even when you try and filter that cultural bias out you still assume it's based on something
when, no, psychosis is actually very simple: it's just hyperactive pattern matching. it's your brain's signal-to-noise ratio being off balance, it's seeing images in random static. it's not always this special uniquely big thing, it's in fact quite mundane a lot of the time.
no one is immune to psychosis, it's not purely the realm of the insane. anyone is one bad night of sleep or one bad case of food poisoning or one bad fever away from being just like me on my worst days.
and this, indeed, is why solidarity with the insane is so important: you, yes you too, are just one bad day from joining us, and no perceptions of being a "temporarily embarrassed sane person" will save you from the oppression of the psychiatric institution.
Back in film school I had a part time stocking job that started at 6:30am, but sometimes I'd be out working on film projects until 3 or 4 in the morning and I'd get maybe a quick nap before work. One of the days I was tired but (assumed) functional, I heard a manager call me over from the next aisle, clear as day. Went over, no one there. Next aisle, found someone, not the person I thought had called me but similar enough voices I figured I'd guessed the person wrong. Not only did she not call me, she didn't hear anything. Aside from the quiet overheard music it was silent. But I knew someone had called me. It didn't feel like it came from inside my head because I heard it more in one ear than the other. In retrospect I was super fatigued and worried about getting reprimanded for moving slowly so part of me was anticipating a manager wanting to talk to me.
Sometimes your brain is so sure something is going to happen that when it doesn't it creates a false positive to validate itself.
if you defense for why eugenics bad is " maybe our disabilities helpful actually " you part of problem
those of us who not able do anything " helpful " still deserve live we not next step of evolution we just people stop worry if people disable could be good in future and just help keep alive in present
By way this not just about work or job. Even if person not can contribute to relationship or own care they still deserve live.
trust your gut. the one person who doesn't feel genuine in your life that you keep going back and forth on trusting doesn't wish you ill but they are not someone who's meant to stay in your life. also the undead gods shall rise from the depths soon
feeling like we can't let go of someone unless they express direct malice is a common form of all-or-nothing thinking that contributes to -- what was that last part? Come again?