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endlessly frustrating that whenever anyone is like 'i wish i could find a type of exercise i enjoy' swarms of people are always like 'clearly you have not tried the type of exercise *I* enjoy!' I'm there like no I have. it sucked.
my high school offered a pretty diverse range of Sports in PE so i have tried out a bunch of them. i did not enjoy them and was bad at literally all of them.
i also took some martial arts in school and hated it. i took it up only bcos my best friend was doing it and at all times was like 'i wish i was spending my lunchbreak doing Anything Else'. i was also bad at it.
before anyone is like 'well you don't have to be good at an activity to enjoy it-' yes you do. sorry. when it comes to Sports if you are bad enough at it, you simply do not get to access the fun part. for example: me and my best friend used to 'play tennis' together in PE lessons but we were both extremely bad at tennis so we would just take it in turns to serve the ball at each other over and over bcos neither of us could hit it back. this was not fun.
i did a lot of musical theatre extra curriculars including dance as a teen and this was probably the one i enjoyed the most but once you hit a certain age there is an Expectation that you will want to get good at it. i was not a good dancer and struggled a lot with memorising the routines. this was not fun. it is not fun doing an activity you are bad at while surrounded by people who are better at it than you.
i have had very mixed experiences with swimming bcos obviously as a child it was fun to like. play in a pool but school swimming lessons were deeply unpleasant. it is the one i would most like to take it up again but 1) there is just a tremendous amount of faff involved 2) it requires you to be in a state of Undress around a bunch of strangers and i don't want to do that.
essentially i think a major disconnect happening here is that not everyone experiences the Exercise Dopamine to the same extent? i don't feel good after exerting myself. i am just like well that sucked the whole time and i felt bad afterwards.
ppl trying to Get Me on this post and it's all stuff i either have already tried or close enough to something i've tried that i can confidently say i wouldn't like it. you can't Get Me!! there are only so many varieties of physical activity out there and I have done all the categories!! they all suck!!
Body Horror: Things that cannot happen in real life.
EX: The Thing, stomach mouths, eyes on hands, etc
Gore: Fresh injuries, often severe.
EX: Severed leg, gutspill, deep gashes, etc
NEITHER: Healed injuries and burns, congenital differences, missing appendages, etc. If I could theoretically go to the store and see that character browsing the isles- It isn't body horror or gore. That's just a person.
*AND the amount of people that tag, not just fictional characters, but real human beings as body horror is staggering. Its not solely a fandom issue, ableism and bigotry against anyone that looks sufficiently "different" is prevalent in real life and has devastating consequences.
Burn scars are not body horror, that includes chemical burn scars.
Prosthetics are not body horror.
NOT having prosthetics is also not body horror.
There is no disability aid that is body horror.
Congenital differences + disabilities are not body horror.
AND acquired differences + disabilities are also not body horror.
Real people are not body horror.
If you are uncomfortable or scared because someone looks different than you that is YOUR PROBLEM. It is your responsibility to get over it, or at the very least not make it everyone else's issue. Play the quiet game.
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every year small towns and indigenous communities across canada are burnt to nothing by horrific wildfires and americans go on the internet to complain about it and blame us bc the smoke has spread to their state. iām so tired.
go yell at mark carney or your own local politicians about climate change and urge them to do more to stop it. the namaygoosisagagun first nation had their community destroyed today. you can find a link to donate to them here. donate to your local food bank. go to the beach next week when the smoke clears and you donāt have to think about it anymore while the people whoās lives have been destroyed will have to pick up the pieces and try to move forward when we are already in a huge cost of living crisis across the country.
rbing with other places you can donate to to support those impacted by the fires!
true north aid (an organization aimed at providing support to remote/northern indigenous people in canada)
canadian red cross wildfire fund
ontario spca and humane society (links to their donate page specifically aimed at supporting pets and animals in areas impacted by the fires)
and the anishinabek nationās page where you can donate to support the namaygoosisagagun nation who had their land destroyed by the fires is still accepting donations
Iām not trying to play devilās advocate about the Tolkien and race post, I agree with most of what youāre saying about the denial. But modern non fiction Marxist critics forget one thing that hopefully fandom doesnāt, that is to give the author grace instead of immediately deciding that the racial politics of his work is intentional. I accept Tolkien was a conservetive, but I find it hard to believe that he was exposed to anti racist thought like we are today. I think itās important to acknowledge the biases in his writing, but not decide it as intentional, because heās a linguist based in a very white part of England, whose background is in European history who did not anticipate a world where migration is the norm. Of course that doesnāt make the text less racist but itās an important thing to consider. Thatās all, I agree with your other points.Ā
Thanks for the question, and please bear with me re asks gang, I was stupid enough to leave inbox on for a while, not realising the post would break containment, so Iām snowed under atm ā ļø
So thereās a lot of talk about Tolkien being āof his time and classā but precious little about what that environment actually looked like other than comparing him to his fellow religious conservative Oxford dons. āOf his timeā is not a neutral statement and it certainly isnāt applicable to Tolkien, but more importantly, ānorms of his timeā seem to often be, in this fandom, calibrated to āwhat Tolkien saidā rather than āwhat was actually happening thenā.
Anyway, I will try to be a little more direct than in that last post. So the āthe fundamentally racist elements of the legendarium are because Tolkien was a man of his timeā line really annoys me (and others!) because imo it lets Tolkien's own Oxford tea table stand in for the entire twentieth century as if there wasn't an entire world outside the Inkling Orgy arguing furiously about race and empire.
I can give you an example literally from Oxford itself! The Indian Majlis had been meeting at Oxford since 1896! The Majlis, for those who might not be aware, was a full-on political and debating society which produced a fuckton of the people who'd go on to lead independence movements across South Asia. This was not some obscure footnote he would need to trudge to a specialist archive to dig up, and I can confirm that attending debates and discussion groups is, was, and has always been a large part of Oxford University life. Ie this was happening in his university in his lifetime among people of his class group he'd have had every opportunity to meet and engage with, whose existence he absolutely would have been aware of.
Beyond the Oxford ventures, you have things like Moodyās League of Coloured Peoples, founded in London in 1931 and organising against colour bar practices in Britain itself. The West African Students' Union had been running since 1925, building a public anticolonial intellectual culture that fed directly into multiple independence movements of the following decades. CLR James was in England from 1932! And so on and so forth! And many in these organisations were white British activists or public intellectuals or writers! This was a live political and literary scene running in parallel with Tolkien's and explicitly arguing against the racial categories his fiction sought to preserve. Which is to say, I think whatās more likely than āthe legendarium is the way it is with regards to race because Tolkien didnāt know any such antiracist thought existedā is that āthe legendarium is the way it is with regards to race specifically because Tolkien did know such antiracist thought existedā.
can i say i am so glad the guy was not a lazy writer and also that he disliked direct allegory because if one of sharkyās minion gangs in scouring of the shire were called the hobbiton majlis or something, i would probably start cooking peopleās cats
Anyway, Iām so tired of how āof his time" just keeps getting used to mean "the time as understood by conservative Oxford dons," when the actual record shows Black British and colony diasporas and white progressives were producing sustained public counter-discourse in the same space the whole time, in his own country, in his own language, in his literal university. So when people say he was "just a product of his environment," I just always want to know which environment they mean exactly, because the one he was actually in very much did sustain quite a lot of anticolonial thought.Ā
Also just to get into the basics again, bro was famously a philologist, ie not exactly a profession where you could plausibly bumble through life without ever encountering race-as-a-formal-category. Philology in this period, and especially in Oxbridge, was literally a primary engine of race science. The Indo-European/Aryan linguistic apparatus that mapped language families onto racial stock was built by people doing Tolkien's exact job, so I really donāt think he passively inherited racial categories without noticing, he inherited them deliberately through years of formal study, with copious footnotes and his own academic judgement. Like I always find it so funny when people, even on that post, refer to the racial dynamics of the legendarium as āunconscious biasā because I just know Tolkien is spinning like a power drill in his grave every single time, because they just implied he was shit at his job š
Anyway, the entire feudal value system of the legendarium runs on inherited blood as a determinant of worth (even within the Shire, ie the most ānormal people not kings of menā place, where Sam is placed as a Good Man Friday), and this is a very well known fact within fandom. Aragorn's legitimacy is genealogical-first and earned-second, the blood of NĆŗmenor "running true" in some lines and "thinning" in others is outright presented as a real, quasi-biological fact about a person's capacity for greatness, and not to forget Faramirās entire speech about greater and lesser men, and the āchildless lords sit alone while barbarians bay at the gatesā bit.
Or if you prefer a Silm example, (note: the context of the exile and whether or not you think they deserved what they got is irrelevant to this point) but the Doom of Mandos and the Noldorin re-entry ban, when viewed as a mechanism detached from context, is fundamentally just the ontological excision of a ābirthright citizenshipā as a consequence of a personās actions. Idk how big this was outside the UK but remember when Shamima Begum was extensively groomed as a child and fucked off to join ISIS and the UK decided to strip her of citizenship and leave her stateless? This is basically just that, ie the legitimisation of an ontologically confirmed birthright citizenship that can be granted to exceptional cases at the behest of the ruling body (see: Hobbits, Peredhels) due to their extraordinary actions, but also can just as easily be taken away by the same ruling body in response to a transgression. Like this is literally just present-day āmigrant criminalityā discourse, how can you say he didnāt anticipate the rise of postcolonial global migration š
(once again to the reader, please let me reiterate i am simply comparing the mechanism of the exile alone, i am not saying that the FĆ«anorians are fucking ISIS, and i certainly am not saying that the exiled Noldor are the equivalent of stateless refugees, so pls donāt jump up my ass š)
Tolkien wasn't writing this in a vacuum where phrenology was a fringe pseudoscience nobody respectable touched, it was institutionally embedded and state sanctioned British science well into the interwar period, with its own society and journals, and an enormous presence in Oxbridge. Moral and mental character of Great Menā¢ļø being first fixed by descent and the subsequent positive/negative shaping of character by choices and environment being seen as a somewhat effective yet undeniably secondary mechanism, is literally the loadbearing premise of race science. Itās not a borrowed aesthetic! The entire legendarium runs on this logic!Ā
Once again, and this is also re: a few reblogs of my original post that take a similar route, what do you mean āhe did not anticipate a world where migration is the normā??? šThe legendarium isnāt a product of 1937 alone, bro was notoriously still tinkering with its genealogies and societal architecture well into the 1960s and early 70s and pretty much until the day he died, like a fucking dweeb (for once, complimentary), hence why it takes the fragmented form it does. That's a working lifespan that runs through major global decolonisation, Windrush, the 1958 Notting Hill race riots, the 1962 Commonwealth Immigrants Act, through literally the entire long and convoluted and drawn out process by which Britain had to publicly and unavoidably reckon with the idea that the empire's subjects were now their neighbours. At some point we need to truly engage with what "of his time" means, ie we have to reckon with the fact that āhis timeā kept moving and the foundational elements of the legendarium didnāt.Ā
And to bring up the same example from my original post but in a different light, Tolkien was completely capable of precise and deliberate racial argument the second it was framed as being about himself rather than his fiction. In said well known example, in 1938, some German publisher wants confirmation of his "Aryan" descent for translation rights, and Tolkien's (drafted) response is sharp and furiously specific, knowing exactly what's being asked of him by the Nazis and exactly why it's grotesque. Compare that to the total absence of literally any comparable interrogation applied to the Haradrim or orcs, or the entire chronology and geography of Middle-earth where evil consistently arrives from the same two compass directions wearing the same coded features. Man like. Tolkien was honestly a pretty clever guy, and ngl I feel it does him a (very funny) disservice to assume he didnāt have the capacity to scrutinise race to the level he does ā ļø
Anyway I think where the fandom focus on āunconscious bias of the era" does not actually originate in a true desire to absolve Tolkien (fair enough, because this is a man who has never once asked to be absolved of the opinions he holds strongly enough to work into his narrative at such depth) the individual, and but rather in the interests of keeping the emotional crutch of loving a beloved childhood text without having to acknowledge that the person who made it was making choices in the same way Rudyard Kipling or Rider Haggard was making choices, and yet very few people offer Haggard this kind of protective custody in present day.
Almost nobody aside from hardcore conservatives sits around saying King Solomon's Mines just "reflected the assumptions of empire" as if Haggard had no hand in shaping said assumptions himself, we read it (correctly) as a deliberately shaped ideological project worth taking seriously as an argument. Tolkien, specifically due to the fandom culture around him both then and now, often gets a pass that even Kipling doesn't, and imo it's not because the textual evidence is thinner but because the fandom loves him more and flinches harder when heās hit. Which is to say, the insistence on āTolkien was of his time and his time was badā being the chosen interpretive lens is less a claim about āthe timeā Tolkien existed in than it is a claim about us as a fandom today.Ā
On a vaguely related note, I also think āthis fandom gives grace to the authorā should not be treated as a complimentary statement, especially because one of the elements of the Tolkien fandom which genuinely baffles me is the general air of author-genuflection across the board regardless of what fandom pocket youāre in (and a towards Christopher LMFAOOO) never have I been in a fandom that consistently deifies the creator to this extent, and itās doubly baffling considering that he isnāt exactly a sensitive up and coming artist but a dude who has enormous mainstream cultural impact and, crucially, has been dead as a doornail for decades.Ā
Like it is quite funny but also on a serious note, whilst the sentiment is understandable because yeah the world and its languages are as immense as the work he put into it and it is very important to so many of us, I think a publicly performed culture of āgrateful to the author for this wonderful worldā is one of the things that preclude a deeper critical understanding of the legendarium itself. Amusingly, this is literally the only thing that makes me miss the bloodsoaked battlefields of anime fandom, because Masashi Kishimoto may have painstakingly drawn 3 billion pages of Naruto, but 95% of the fandom would probably, upon meeting the guy, tie him to a chair and beat him repeatedly on the head with a rubber hammer going āwhy the fuck did you do this? what the fuck is wrong with you? did you hate twelve year old me personally?āĀ
I have a longer post cooking abt the historical elements of Tolkien as a man of his time re ideological genealogies and contemporaries, but in the meanwhile I just want to say by his own letters (letter 83, written in 1944), Tolkien was an avowed supported of General Franco, which a) most writers of his generation were in active and public opposition to Franco and b) Tolkien spends a not inconsiderate part of his letter bitching about how the notoriously conservative C S Lewis himself is opposed to Franco and infected by "Red propaganda" and c) if it comes to fellow Catholics, Graham Greene himself opposed Franco, even if he was unhappy abt murders of priests. And I also think it is very important to note re the stewarding of these conversations that there are exactly two papers on Tolkien's support for Franco, one by an independent scholar and one by the head of the Tolkien Society in Spain, who managed a private interview with Priscilla Tolkien and who cited her godfather having been a Francoist himself - and THAT author is, guess what??? a fucking Francoist himself. The conversations and scholarship about Tolkien are NOT happening in a neutral and "normal" space.
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Growing up, older folks would always get confused when I expressed familiarity with media from their childhoods and would act incredulous when I attempted to explain the concept of reruns. They'd be like "How do you, a child of this fallen era, know of Looney Tunes" and I'd be like "Because it has never not been playing on television" and this would seem to be brand new information to them
Taras Shevchenko and Ira Aldridge by Heorhiy Melikhov, 1963
Famous Ukrainian poet and artist Taras Shevchenko befriended the African-American Shakespearean actor Ira Aldridge, while the latter was on tour to the Russian Empire in 1858. Shevchenko did his portrait in pastel. It is recounted that the two men got along very well. While posing for the portrait, Aldridge sang African-American songs to Shevchenko and in return, the artist taught him Ukrainian songs.Ā
#Helios was declawed by his former owners so he doesn't just slap things he dislikes like most cats#he really only feels confident in hissing at them#Especially because a lot of the thing he doesn't like are bugs and those are sharp sometimes :(#Selene has figured this out and now when she hears him hiss she sprints over the kill the fuck out of the bug#Helios has learned she will do this so he'll hiss at stuff louder and louder until she hears him#A nervous old man and his emotional support homicidal maniac
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I couldn't reblog without the tags because the context is hilarious
A Nervous Old Man (right) and his Emotional Support Violence Machine (Left)
Yes, he is more than twice her size.
Yes, he is five times her age.
Yes, he cries like a big baby until she kills Unacceptable Scary Things (earwigs) for him.
I'm such a grump about the original meanings of jokes being lost/muddied. Hydrogen Bomb vs. Coughing Baby is NOT supposed to be a one sided fight. The whole joke is that they are on equal footing. The joke is that babies cough so loud that the question of whether a coughing baby is louder than a hydrogen bomb is up for debate.
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LOL so the other day I was scampering about squeaking and looking for cheese and such when I saw the farmer out in the field and, get this, he was trying to pull a turnip out of the ground, but the turnip was like really big, right, so he couldnāt do it š like he was really struggling. Weak fuckinh farmer. So he calls over his wife and she holds onto his waist and starts pulling too but the turnip is still stuck. So she calls over their kid and she grabs onto her grandma and now all three of them are huffing and puffing but the damn turnip wonāt budge. This is one crazy ass root vegetable. So they call over the dog and Iām thinking, girl, this is not going to work. but the dog bites down on the kids pants and starts pulling. Itās like a damn conga line. No dice. The dog starts whimpering and next thing you know the cat wanders over and bites the mutt right on her tail and starts pulling. So Iām laughing my ass off at this point but the cat starts looking at me. And normally we donāt really get on, the cat and me. But thereās this desperation in her eyes. In all of their eyes, really. Like, if I canāt dig up a damn tuber then who am I. Whatās the point of it all, if thereās an enormous turnip thatās stronger than me. And I can see the future unfolding in my mind. The cat will never respect the dog again, and dog will never obey the kid, who will probably run away from home to find a new jacked grandma. And the farmers wife will leave him, and the whole damn charade of masculinity will crumble and fall. And I shouldnāt care right. I have no stake in this. This is some funny shit. But how funny would it be if little old me pitched in and the turnip actually came uprooted. Iāve got no ego. nobody respects a gay little mouse in this city. If I donāt make a difference here, no loss. But if I save the day? Can you imagine? Outdid by a mouse? The farmer would be delivering me fresh brie on the daily and the cat would probably have to move to a different area code to escape the mockery. So, in the spirit of cooperation, I grab the catās tail, and I give a little tug. Just the one. And I swear to god, it feels like an earthquake. Up comes the turnip, big as a house, and the farmer falls on his ass, and so does his wife, and all down the line. And I hop up on the cats head and scamper up the backs of the team as they catch their breath, and I leap up onto the turnip itself and I take a big bite out of it. And let me tell you: that shit? Tasted like a turnip
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