Utena <3
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me in a heist movie scenario: [right about to execute the big plan] i hope you guys kbow if this plan goes south i'm killing myself
driver: what
me: alright team. we kbow our roles. lets get to it
demolitions expert: wait can we go back to that thing earlier
grifter: yeah what was that about
me: charlie, i want you to take point. you're the most important for the early phase so you gotta make sure to nail this. remember we only have a limited time to pull this off, so the sooner the better
safecracker: youre not really gonna kill yourself if we fuck this up right
me: [putting on my badass sunglasses as smooth bossa nova music plays] i'm definitely going to kill myself if we get this wrong
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By 2030 there will be people unironically using "coppunk" as a genre descriptor and the examples will include
- Disco Elysium
- Detroit: Become Human
- Zootopia 1-3
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there is still time
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I often think the writer she had the most in common with was Vladimir Nabokov, another notoriously difficult insider-outsider and artist-reader who now, in an unlikely turn, sits close to the center of the American canon. Each evinced a snobbery that wasn't defensive but inborn, and cut with a dry sense of humor. Morrison liked to say she grew up feeling superior, "like an aristocrat," and she read canonical literature for filth in her criticism and speeches. Nabokov was born a literal aristocrat and his interviews and lectures are spiked with acerbic dismissals of other writers.
Morrison's titles are softer—Beloved, Love, Paradise, A Mercy—but her novels. like Nabokov's, brim with cruelty. A father rapes his daughter. A mother lights her son on fire. A woman poisons her boss. Most people don't know that Toni Morrison wrote horror novels. But she was more invested in genre fiction than you might imagine. She and Nabokov were equally fascinated by Edgar Allan Poe, for example, and flirted with melodrama, the fantastic, the Gothic.
At the same time, both writers willfully sometimes irrepressibly, penned rather difficult prose. I'm a full professor of English with tenure at Harvard University, and I'm not ashamed to admit that it took me at least three readings to comprehend Beloved at even a basic level. There are passages in Morrison's works that no reader I've ever met understands on the first go. But this literary difficulty was neither aesthetically coy nor glibly aspirational. It was an ethos.
Morrison's insistence on making us puzzle things out was an attempt to effect, she said, an "egalitarianism that places us all (reader, the novel's population, the narrator's voice) on the same footing." This democratic orientation to the work doesn't pander. Morrison doesn't condescend to your level; she challenges you to rise to hers. "My writing expects, demands participatory reading," she said. "My language has to have holes and spaces so that the reader can come into it.'
In other words, this ambiguity has a purpose. The point is that we cannot know, we cannot judge—and sometimes the point is that there are ways of doing both that allow contradictions to coexist. Morrison believed that literary form could instantiate philosophical ideas of this kind. As she said of William Faulkner: "The structure is the argument." As she wrote of Mark Twain: "The brilliance of Huckleberry Finn is that it is the argument it raises."
I should note that Morrison may well have reiected these comparisons to white male writers, too: "I am not like James Joyce: I am not like Thomas Hardy: I am not like Faulkner," she insisted. "I am not like in that sense." She knew she was their equal, but she felt that this critical shortcut of analyzing her in relation to them relegated her to the minor (read: minority) status of the acolyte or the copycat.On one hand, she refused to be subsumed by and whitewashed into canonical neutrality. Or the other hand. she refused for her work to be reduced solely to her race and her gender, or to be forced to fit the expectations foisted upon it as a result. As she once lamented, "I'm already discredited, I'm already politicized, before I get out of the gate." This double bind proved both a crux and a crucible for Morrison's creative difficulty.
Namwali Serpell, On Morrison
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remaking bc the other died badly. pls pls help out a currently struggling disabled lesbian couple. we do not have a stable source of income atm; my wife was fired for being transgender & we apply to jobs daily to no avail. we need $ for food + meds. ty in advance & pls dont tag as anything.
our last post died. like really bad so I’m making a new one
my gf and I are a black wlw couple who are trying to make it to mid August when my job starts and we need help until then. my gf needs money for her estrogen, I need money for my psych meds, and we need groceries to feed an 8 person household + a cat, and our phone bill
because of the heatwave and following storms, we haven’t been able to go out to the food bank, and while we no longer live in a food desert, the car has been in the shop for about a month now so it’s basically just been cup noodles since june, but we’ve run out.
I get that things are hard for everyone, and I hate having to make this post but we really have no other options rn as my gfs potential clients are leaving her on read and my job doesn’t start for another month.
my cashapp is $silvertheestallion
my gfs cashapp is $Santanajammn
my Venmo is cherryadventure2
hers is sidiosquiere
thanks so much for reading!
updates: my gf has acquired her estrogen and the phone bill has been paid! however.. we still have no food because we had to deal with those two first, and the majority of our power is out because idk fuck us
we’re now basically back at square one and we still need help, but things seem a bit more survivable now.
no updates since last week
updates: we haven’t gotten a donation in like a week but im happy to report that our power and hot water are fully back!
unfortunately, my period decided to show its ugly head and I really need to get pads + groceries and fare to get to my job in early August
thank you so much for sharing and helping! we’re in the final stretch, I feel like things are finally letting up
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beer isn't really worth it in the grand scheme of better things to drink but I do partake every now and again to go "oakenshield mode" regardless
three beers got me clapping my hand on my meekest friend's shoulder saying "my friend, I think we shall die in this place" and then laughing, presumably at fate
Here’s another adopt >D< You can purchase it here https://toyhou.se/37447438.open-for-offers
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Wobbly doodles of my friend @3and2quarters' fursona Three :)
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remember when they used to make us vote on a new animal to add to minecraft every year and people would get impossibly furious at each other over this. they were like if you're voting for the twinkle cow you have the brain capacity of a prehistoric insect that lives in the mud, the twinkle cow adds shit all and you're a stupid and vapid bastard, vote for the snuffling hog
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people love the social cantagion/"only contagious mental disorder" model of restrictive disordered eating because it's a very clean comfortable pleasant way to ignore the fact that disordered eating is quite often just the most logical response to being inundated with the message that fatness is morally and medically repugnant, socially unacceptable, sexually repulsive, a fate worse than death -- and you can see this in the very way people express concern for the visibly anorexic, lamenting that they "weren't even that fat" and "didn't even need to lose weight." these are things you will never, ever hear if you're fat and your anorexia almost kills you, btw
like i think that "role modeling" and the glorification of dangerous thinness play a part in this, i do think it's irresponsible to model this behavior for young women, but placing the whole weight of disordered eating as a phenomenon on the shoulders of ariana grande or any similar figure falsely locates the problem within the superstructure. your average teenage girl is being put less at risk by waifish starlets than they are by constant, grinding, "well-meaning" daily fatphobic jabs about food and their weight by their parents, teachers, doctors, siblings, classmates, friends etc. and moreover by the general observation that life is actually made crueler and materially harder for fat people
