I need side-by-side gifs of Trump getting snapped at by THE Symbol of America a bald eagle vs. surprise!Disney Princess Bernie Sanders with his wee podium bird friend. That’s some augury nonsense.
I need side-by-side gifs of Trump getting snapped at by THE Symbol of America a bald eagle vs. surprise!Disney Princess Bernie Sanders with his wee podium bird friend. That’s some augury nonsense.
This is just to say that there’s a number of ways Rowling could’ve made her Magical North America work without causing real harm to a lot of real people. That would be for her to have treated American peoples — all of us — with the same respect that she did European.
Pretty sure she would never have dreamt of reducing all of Europe’s cultures to “European wizarding tradition”; instead she created Durmstrang and Beauxbatons and so on to capture the unique flavor of each of those cultures.
It would’ve taken some work for her to research Navajo stories and pick (or request) some elements from that tradition that weren’t stereotypical or sacred — and then for her to do it again with the Paiutes and again with the Iroquois and so on.
But that is work she should’ve done — for the sake of her readers who live those traditions, if not for her own edification as a writer. And how much more delightful could Magic in North America have been if she’d put an ancient, still-thriving Macchu Picchu magic school alongside a brash, newer New York school?
How much richer could her history have been if she’d mentioned the ruins of a “lost” school at Cahokia, full of dangerous magical artifacts and the signs of mysterious, hasty abandonment?
Or a New Orleanian school founded by Marie Laveau, that practiced real vodoun and was open/known to the locals as a temple — and in the old days as a safe place to plan slave rebellions, a la Congo Square?
Or what if she’d mentioned that ancient Death Eater-ish wizards deliberately destroyed the magical school of Hawai’i — but native Hawai’ians are rebuilding it now as Liliuokalani Institute, better than before and open to all?
based on a concept i lobbed this morning - chiwetel ejiofor & john boyega as jeeves & wooster, and nichelle nichols as aunt agatha. additionally, but not pictured, richard ayoade as gussie fink-nottle, because obviously.
also @ universe thanks for dancing on the edge but i need way more fancy 30s stuff generally, those lightsabers aren’t doing the aesthetic any favours
H O L Y S H I T
OMGOMGOMG
I mean, I lost it at the first gif, and then lost it FOREVER at Nichelle Nichols.
And then I thought of John Boyega playing the banjo and/or trombone and then I lost it all over again.
And tripping over himself trying to get out of marriage proposals–
….OK BUT HEAR ME OUT: Freema Agyeman as Florence Craye.
based on a concept i lobbed this morning - chiwetel ejiofor & john boyega as jeeves & wooster, and nichelle nichols as aunt agatha. additionally, but not pictured, richard ayoade as gussie fink-nottle, because obviously.
also @ universe thanks for dancing on the edge but i need way more fancy 30s stuff generally, those lightsabers aren’t doing the aesthetic any favours
H O L Y S H I T
OMGOMGOMG
I mean, I lost it at the first gif, and then lost it FOREVER at Nichelle Nichols.
And then I thought of John Boyega playing the banjo and/or trombone and then I lost it all over again.
And tripping over himself trying to get out of marriage proposals–
….OK BUT HEAR ME OUT: Freema Agyeman as Florence Craye.
if you threw a pad or tampon into a crowd of boys they would probably all scream and it would be like that scene from monsters inc where george gets contaminated by a sock
story time
ok so in high school on away game days, the football players and cheerleaders would have to share busses because our school was broke as fuck so our cheer bus would always have a group of varsity footballerers in the back of it. one day my genius friend and I were discussing our feminist rage when she said “bridget you should totally throw a tampon back there and see what they do” and me being myself, stood up and hurled a one (1) tampon at the Manly Men. IT LOOKED LIKE A WAR MOVIE. THE BROS FACES WERE FILLED WITH HORROR AS THEIR BUDDY GOT SHOT. HE WENT DOWN SO DRAMATICALLY AS SCREAMS FILLED THE BUS. BOYS WERE SLINKING AS FAR AWAY FROM THE DEADLY TAMPON AS PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE. ONE BRO WAS EYEING THE EMERGENCY WINDOW WITH ALL SERIOUSNESS, READY TO FREE HIMSELF FROM THE THREAT. BEING IN CHICAGO, THE BUS DRIVER PULLED OVER ASSUMING A KID ACTUALLY GOT SHOT. A GIRL HAD TO GO GET THE TAMPON SO THE GUYS WOULD STOP SHITTING THEIR PANTS AND SIT THEIR ASSES THE FUCK BACK DOWN.
I have deduced 2 things from this whole experience: 1. men are ridiculous 2. I wish I had thrown more than one tampon
TRUE STORY
When my brother was in high school, as a prank, someone stuck a pad to the front bumper of his truck. A CLEAN, UNUSED PAD.
My brother came home from high school, 17 years old, CRYING and my dad made ME go get it off his truck.
I had honestly forgotten about that until just now.
I sincerely regret never having done this during my school days.
story time (again!)
one time, in the middle of my freshman year, I was sitting in the band hall talking to a bunch of friends before school. let me preface this story by saying they were all guys (one of the hazards of being in the saxophone section–guys outnumbered the girls 6:1). Anyway, I dug around in my backpack for a tampon and slipped it into the sleeve of my sweater and was about to excuse myself to the restroom (which, if anybody has been paying attention, they would’ve known what was going on, because I’ve never been exactly subtle about things like this) but one of the guys kind of guffaws and goes “what’s in your sleeve? a tampon?” and I guess the way he rolled the word off his tongue like it was some kind of insult really bothered me, so I just pulled the brand new, still wrapped tampon out of my sleeve and went “you guessed it” and popped him across the cheek with it. I walked away to the restroom, vaguely aware of the strangled noises and sounds of disbelief and horror coming from the group of guys. They were all paying attention enough to know that I was digging in my bag for a tampon or pad, but apparently, the sight of the thing was too much for them. That group of guys couldn’t look me in the eyes for a few weeks, all because of a wrapped tampon
Yep. I’m an electrician, and we carry voltage meters with us (slang: “Wiggy”, from an old brand name of meter that just about no one uses any more). They take up too much space to put in a tool pouch, so if you don’t want to leave it in the tool box/bag, you’ll have a separate pouch on your tool belt for it. A long, narrow pouch that is convenient as hell for putting spare tampons in where they’ll stay clean and undamaged until needed.
A lot of the guys just leave their meters back in their tool boxes, which are in the gang box, which is usually some hike away from the actual work. So, “can I borrow your meter?” is something I hear a lot. And the response is always, “sure.” They always emit a high-pitched scream (somewhat similar to the tone emitted by the meter when voltage is present) when the tampons fall out when they take out the meter. “WHAT ARE *THOSE* DOING IN THERE?!!” I’ll pick one up and do my best Groucho Marx imitation (with the tampon as cigar): “Whaddya think they’re doing in there, sweetheart?” (wiggling eyebrows, “cigar” tapping). Their reaction is adorable. In almost thirty years of doing this work, I’ve yet to get a blase–“oops, didn’t mean to drop your tampons” response.
So what I’m getting from this is tampon shotguns/grenades as a weapon against overaggressive dudes in public spaces, y/y?
oh my god, what a genius idea. some dude won’t shut the fuck up, you don’t even look up from your phone as you pull a tampon out of the bag and just wave it at the motherfucker like a wizard’s wand. AWAAAAAAY.
can we just talk about the time that Lupin was recovering from a full moon and Snape taught the DADA class and made all the students write essays on how to kill werewolves for Lupin to read when he got back I hate Snape so much it’s not funny
Lupin gets back and he feels like crap and suddenly his best friend’s son is writing an essay about how to kill him like that is so fucked up
Bear in mind that an ex-Death Eater does this tosomeone who was in the Order, risked his life fighting against said Death Eaters and lost his best friends to the Death Eater’s genocidal leader, for the sole purpose of screwing him over, and as far as we know he experiences no consequences whatsoever for doing so.
And if that wasn’t enough, he made them write those essays hoping some of them would realize Lupin’s a werewolf. And one did, but Hermione is a fucking DECENT HUMAN BEING and said nothing. Apparently the ‘insufferable know-it-all' can keep her mouth closed, when it’s for something important. Just like Snape didn’t do at the end of the book.
I’m getting mad, so here’s something I’ve realized while reading The Order of the Phoenix again. (Please keep in mind that my books are in Italian and some concepts might be hard to explain, I apologize for my English mistakes)
In chapter 14, when The Trio talked with Sirius, he said that two years before Dolores Umbridge had written a law against werewolves that made it almost impossible for Lupin to find a job.
Now ask yourself this question. Why two years?
What had happened two years before? During Harry’s third year? Oh, right. The Magical World had discovered that one of Hogwarts’ teachers (someone who was in constant conctat with their children) was a werewolf. Does that ring any bell?
But that’s not all! If we take a look at chapter 15, in the Daily Prophet article we can see a familiar name: Remus Lupin.
In a newspaper. Where everyone can read it. “The werewolf Remus Lupin”. No wonder he couldn’t find a job! And it’s not the first time the Daily Prophet has written about him, as it’s stated in the article itself. There must have been a huge scandal when it had all come out.
So basically, when Snape decided he couldn’t bear not having what he wanted (for example, SIRIUS BLACK GETTING KISSED BY A DEMENTOR) and spilled the secret, he didn’t only tell the whole school. He didn’t only tell the kids’ parents. The told the whole Magical World.
He told the whole Magical World that a man who had kept his condition secret all his life was a werewolf.
And the Magical World responded with a law against werewolves.
So, basically, Snape didn’t only ruin Remus Lupin’s life. He ruined the life of every single werewolf in the UK.
I am an usher at a movie theatre and have worked almost everyday since the movie came out. It has been crazy busy. I haven’t seen the movie (yet) but I have seen the post-credit scene. Many times.
Whoever thought of having Deadpool basically tell people to pick up their garbage is a fucking genius. Picking up the garbage is the most unnecessary, time-wasting and gross thing ever. Deadpool has been selling out, and yet pick-up has been the easiest I have ever seen for this type of crowd and its size.
Other movies, follow the example.
Deadpool, you are fucking awesome.
Sincerely,
An extatic usher
UGH when I went to see Deadpool not only were their FUCKING CHILDREN in the seat behind me, but they were seat kickers AND when I left (they ran as soon as the lights went up) I saw they had DROPPED EVERYTHING. EVEEEEEEEEEERYTHING on the floor and left it all there.
Deadpool told you little shits to do ONE THING. ONE. THING. Your parents are terrible and you all should feel bad.
the best 12 seconds of the show lost in the transition from the workshop to broadway (from one last ride, precursor to one last time)
PAY YOUR FUCKING TAXES
This is extra good because today I listened to Hamilton at work while I wrote a draft of a corporate blog about tax code compliance.
I mean while I completely understand losing all the Whiskey Rebellion stuff, I still mourn for the loss of Alexander Hamilton descending the stairs behind George Washington while screaming “PAY YOUR FUCKING* TAXES!”
I DO remember one change that makes me said though: Jefferson used to sing “It’s nice to have something to really oppose” instead of “The Emperor has no clothes” and I really, REALLY miss that line.
*I honestly can’t remember if if was “Pay your taxes” or “pay your fucking taxes” when I saw it at the Public Theater.
Person: He’s got a cat door - *clicks light* - that he can come in. But nope! He wants to come in the door!
Cat: *muffled meow*
Person: You wanna come in the door? Y'wanna come in? Alright, watch this - *door squeaks open* WELCOME to the house, Joe! Come on in–
Cat: *runs away, jingling*
Person: You FUCKER!!]
Cats have a very poor sense of object permanence. As such, they don’t realize that its possible for two doors to lead to the same room. In their mind if they come in one door, that’s one room and if they come in the other door, that’s a completely different room. This is why, if you let a cat out and it’s raining, it will run inside and meow at you to open another door. They aren’t able to connect that both doors lead to the same outside.
In this case, this cat does not want to go to The Place The Cat Door Leads To but rather is asking to go to The Place The Front Door Leads To.
As for why he runs away at the end?
Well, he’s an asshole.
That is a cat trying to get it’s hoomin out of the house. ‘HOOMIN, PUT DOWN THE LIGHT BOX AND LOOK AT THIS’ it’s saying. ‘FOLLOW ME TO THIS THING, HOOMIN. HOOMIN. HOOMIN WHY ARE YOU SO BAD AT FOLLOWING SIMPLE DIRECTIONS. IT’S A GOOD THING YOU’RE CUTE AND CAN OPEN THE FISH CANS.’
But what if they just happened to cast Andrew Garfield as the boyfriend in Deadpool 2, and someone in the movie is like, “hey, you look just like Peter Par-” but Deadpool tackles them before they can finish and then just looks directly at the camera and is like, “this is my boyfriend, Pete Parkley, and he is definitely not Spiderman because that would be a serious breach of licensing rights.” and then he just grabs Pete and tows him away by the suspicious red spandex collar poking out over the top of his T-shirt
I remember his aide, Sid Shapiro, who I spent a lot of time getting to talk to me, he finally talked to me. And he had this quote that I’ve never forgotten. He said Moses didn’t want poor people, particularly poor people of color, to use Jones Beach, so they had legislation passed forbidding the use of buses on parkways.
Then he had this quote, and I can still he him saying it to me. “Legislation can always be changed. It’s very hard to tear down a bridge once it’s up.” So he built 180 or 170 bridges too low for buses.
We used Jones Beach a lot, because I used to work the night shift for the first couple of years, so I’d sleep til 12 and then we’d go down and spend a lot of afternoons at the beach. It never occurred to me that there weren’t any black people at the beach.
So Ina and I went to the main parking lot, that huge 10,000-car lot. We stood there with steno pads, and we had three columns: Whites, Blacks, Others. And I still remember that first column—there were a few Others, and almost no Blacks. The Whites would be go on to the next page. I said, God, this is what Robert Moses did.
This is how you can shape a metropolis for generations.