mY WINGS PROBABLY AREN’T VERY SIMILAR TO FAKEY FAKE GODTIER WINGS OF FAKENESS, gOD TIERS CAN SIMPLY FLOAT AROUND AS THEY PLEASE, wHEREAS I HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT AERODYNAMICS AND WING LOADING AND OTHER BULLSHIT, bUT SURE I CAN TELL YOU A FEW THINGS ABOUT THEM,
iF I HAD TO MAKE A COMPARISON, tHEY ARE MOST SIMILAR TO LEPIDOPTERA WINGS, eXCEPT FOR THE PARTS WHERE THEY’RE NOT,
lIKE, tHIS WEIRD MIDWING THING I HAVE GOING ON,
wHAT DOES THAT DO FOR ME AERODYNAMICALLY, wHY THE FUCK IS THAT THERE EXCEPT TO MAKE ME LOOK LIKE A TOOL??
oH RIGHT, aLL OF MY GENES WERE METICULOUSLY CRAFTED TO MAKE ME LOOK LIKE A TOOL,
tHE SIZE AND STIFFNESS OF MY WINGS ACTUALLY VARIES BASED ON HEMOLYMPH CIRCULATION,
tHE WING SURFACE AREA TO BODY MASS RATIO I NEED TO MAINTAIN IN ORDER TO FLY IS FUCKING PREPOSTEROUS, aND SO THE AMOUNT OF HEMOLYMPH I NEED IN MY WINGS TO MAINTAIN FLIGHT IS REALLY DUMB AS WELL,
mOST OF THE TIME (AS IN NOT FLYING) THEY AREN’T ACTUALLY GETTING ENOUGH CIRCULATION FOR FLIGHT, uNLESS THEY I HAVE THEM FANNED OUT FOR SOME REASON LIKE A POMPOUS TOOL OR I’VE JUST WOKEN UP AND MY EPINEPHRINE IS OUT OF WACK,
sO USUALLY THEY’RE JUST ABOUT THE SIZE OF A CAPE AND HAVE THE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY OF WET TISSUE PAPER,
fUN FACT, i ALSO HAVE ADROCONIA!
tHOSE ARE WING SCALES THAT SERVE THE SIGNIFICANT BIOLOGICAL PURPOSE OF REMINDING ME OF HOW COMPLETELY UNSUCCESSFUL I AM AT GETTING LAID AND AND MAKING ME SMELL VAGUELY OF CINNAMON,
gOOD JOB NATURE, yOU ARE TRULY IMPRESSIVE,
favourite faces for favourite mythic ladies: Whaitiri with Shavaughn Ruakere
The gods are so unsatisfying and not one of them deserves to be her husband. She picks the flesh from human bones and sucks the marrow and all the while her thunder rumbles overhead, the audible sound of how disappointing her fellow gods are. Does she expect them to share herself with anything but the fiercest? The most deadly? The one who hungers for the meat of mankind like she does?
Ah, but there’s a mortal man she’s found and they call him ‘man-eater’. And so she’ll marry him and together they’ll devour the world.
(Later she’ll give him the liver and heart of her favourite slave and he will be horrified. She’ll eat his kin and be annoyed that he won’t join her. Sometimes, it seems, mortal men are just as disappointing as the gods and poorly named.)
Take a facet of crime, and then look at television shows/movies that feature those criminals as protagonists.
White serial killers.
White political corruption
White drug dealers
I mostly want to talk about this as a TV phenomenon, but pick a crime, any crime, and Western media has probably made a movie/TV series/play/etc. with a white person that romanticizes the criminal activity. No matter what, a white person can do whatever terrible crimes and still have a TV/movie fanbase that loves them.
When you see black or brown people committing crimes on screen, you are to see them thugs and criminal masterminds and people to be beat down.
When you see white people committing crimes on screen, you see a three-dimensional portrait of why someone might commit that crime, how criminals are people too, and how you should even love them for the crimes that they commit because they’re just providing for their families or they’ve wronged or they’re just people and not perfect. This is particularly a luxury given to white male characters, since there few white female criminals as protagonists.
If and of the above shows were about black or brown folks, there would be a backlash of (white) people claiming that TV and movies are romanticizing criminals and are treating them too much like heroes and that it will affect viewers and encourage violence and “thuggish” behavior. And yet fictional white criminals get to have a deep fanbase who loves these white criminals, receive accolades and awards, get called amazing television that portray the complexities of human nature. Viewers of these characters see past the atrocious crimes and into their humanity, a luxury that white characters always have while characters of color rarely do. The closest that mainstream TV has come to showing black criminals as main characters is probably The Wire, and even then, the criminals share equal screen time and equal status as main characters as the police trying to stop them.
The idea that crime can be so heavily romanticized and glorified to such a degree is undoubtedly a privilege given to white characters. The next time you hear someone talk about Dexter Morgan or Walter White in a positive way, it may be an opportunity to rethink how white people can always able to be seen as people no matter what they do, while everyone else can be boiled down to nothing but a criminal.
|—||Sazed - Steward to Lord Renoux and a Keeper of Terris.|
Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don’t care, I’m still free
You can’t take the sky from me
Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain’t comin’ back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can’t take the sky from me
There’s no place I can be
Since I found serenity
You can’t take the sky from me
Witnesses say they asked Britney why she shaved her head and her response was, “I’m tired of plugging things into it. I’m tired of people touching me.”
i can never not reblog this
T-Pain: “That was the most beautiful thing in the world. Do you know why she was shaving her head? Because it was so important to other people. She is like, “Listen. Don’t touch my hair anymore. Stop touching my hair.” People were like, “We’ve got to make your hair before you go outside. You can’t leave.” She went … “Now I don’t have hair. What you going to do?”
The older I get the more her breakdown seems less ‘unbalanced’ and more ‘completely understandable’
NOVEMBER. smoke, frost, and rotting leaves→
i. from the woods!! james vincent mcmorrow ii. follaton wood ben howard iii. the lament of eustace scrubb the oh hellos iv. song for a lover of long ago bon iver v. let her go (acoustic) passenger vi. landfill daughter vii. wishing well the oh hellos viii. home mumford & sons ix. i will remain matthew & the atlas x. shyer london grammar xi. rambling man laura marling xii. cinders and smoke iron & wine xiii. circles (acoustic) passenger xiv. homage feist & timber timbre xv. england the national xvi. follow you down to the red oak tree james vincent mcmorrow