Hi, my name is Marty. I'm a unrepentant 20-yr. old fan of various things. Among other stuff, I'm white, agnostic, cis-male, straight/bi, snarky, shy, and a supporter of human rights.
Extremely correct response, leaving out the inevitable debacle over citizens declaring counterfeit genders in order to have rarer pronoun pins to sell to collectors in the underground pronoun market.
Dibbler, only mildly discouraged, eventually realizes he can sell embellishments for your pronoun pin, which he claims will upgrade your gender.
Also of note is that there are no cops present at Ankh-Morpork Pride. This is not because they aren't welcome (everyone knows Nobby is as kinky as they come), but because the festivities include throwing bricks at the City Watch building and they are busy trying to make sure they still have a place to work the next day. The Night Watch prepares each year with a barricade, and pre-marriage Vimes always collects the good bricks so he can save for a house. Nobody is really sure where the tradition came from, but it's good fun and usually nobody gets hurt too badly.
The bricks are provided by Vetinari, who considers it a good test of city infrastructure and training for the Watch.
Cheery would 100% march in the parade. She'd get Nobby to go with her, but Nobby would be completely oblivious as to why (he assumed she just wants company).
Moist von lipwig would have pride-themed stamps made; these would inevitably have some kind of issue, which would create some outrage and ultimately make the stamps more valuable as collectors' items.
I don't get the impression that Ankh Morpork ever had anti-sodomy or crossdressing laws, so I don't think the queer community's history with the police would be the same as it is in the real world. Especially because Cheery Littlebottom literally started the Dwarf trans/feminism movement as an officer of the Watch, with the Watch's support.
Dibbler would totally sell pride flags with the wrong colors (and then insist it was the "new, updated version" if anyone questioned him)
The nobility are all scandalized, meanwhile the Seamstresses Guild has a float in the parade
Adora Belle Dearheart is deeply involved with at least one queer organization and is one of the main organizers of the Pride festival, but refuses to answer any questions about why
Ridcully decides the wizards should be involved, and Ponder Stibbons should make a float and organize the refreshments for them to eat while riding on the float. Ridcully's concept of allyship is loudly saying, "Well done, that man!" and pointing at anyone he thinks is exhibiting particularly queer behavior.
Madam Sharn and Pepe release a whole new line of Pride-themed chainmail
Bengo Macarona is embraced as a gay icon
Reg Shoe decides the main pride event is too corporate, and organizes an alternative pride parade for the same time and place; this immediately gets subsumed by the main pride event. Some Omnians show up to Pride to protest and Reg is delighted to have someone to fight with.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Qualityâ Free Actions
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
I'm totally in support of the writers in theory but I'm trying to understand more of what you're fighting for because I've seen some people on twitter claim writers make more money a week than most of us make in a month so I'm trying to understand what the issue is. Also if that info is accurate. This is a genuine question. Not trying to have a "gotcha moment". I really want to hear from a writer.
people have always had wild misconceptions about how much a writer earns because of their lack of understanding of how the industry actually works. there's so many posts about how "you guys make 5k a week. what more do you want?!" yeah...let's do some math on that.
5k a week for 14 weeks (and that's a long room. a lot of rooms these days are 8-10 weeks. those are the dreaded mini-rooms we're trying to kill) is $70,000. for roughly three months of work. you'd think we're cooking with gas...BUT HOLD UP. that's gross! let's see everything that has to come out of that check:
10% to our agent
10% to our manager
5% to our entertainment attorney
5% to our business manager (not everyone has one but a lot of us do. i do, so that's literally 30% immediately off the top of every check)
most of these breakdowns ive seen downplay taxes severely. someone made one that says writers pay 5% in taxes and i would like to ask them "in what universe?". that doesn't even cover state taxes. the way taxes work in the industry is really complicated, but the short of it is most of us have companies for tax reasons so we aren't taxed like people on w2s/1099. if we did we'd be even more fucked. basically every production hires a writer's company instead of the writer as an individual. so they engage our companies for our services and then at the end of the year we (the company) pay taxes as corporations or llcs (depending on what the writer chose to go with). my company is registered as a "corporation" so let's go with those rates. california's corporate rate is 9% and the federal corporate tax rate is 21%. there's other expenses with running a business like fees and other shit so my business managers/accountants/bookkeepers have recommended i save between 35-40% of everything i make for when tax season comes.
you see where the math is at already??? 25-30% in commissions and then 35-40% in taxes. on the lower end you're at THE VERY LEAST looking at 60% of that check gone. 70% worst case scenario. suddenly those $70,000 people claim we make are actually down to $28,000 as the take home pay. and that's if you're only losing 60%. it goes down to $21,000 if it's 70%.
lets pretend you worked a long 14 week room (that's the longest room ive ever worked btw) and let's also be generous and say you only have 60% in expenses so the take home is $28,000. average rent in los angeles is around $2,800-$3,000. if you're paying $2,800 in rent that means you need AT LEAST $4,000 a month to have a semi decent life since you need to also cover groceries, gas, medical expenses, toiletries, phone, internet, utilities, rental and car insurances, car payments, student loan payments, etc etc etc. and again, this is los angeles. everything is more expensive so you're living BARE BONES on 4k. and these are numbers as a single person. im not even taking having children into account. so those $28,000 you take home might cover your life for 6-7 months. 3 of which you're in the room working. the reality is that once that room ends, you might not work in a room again for 6-9-12 months (i have friends whose last jobs were over 18 months ago) and you now only have about 3 months left of savings to hold you over. we have to make that money stretch while we do all the endless free development we do for studios and until we get our next paying job. so...3 months left of enough money to cover your expenses -> possible 9 months of not having a job. this is how writers end up on food stamps or applying to work at target.
this is why we're fighting for better rates and better residuals. residuals were a thing writers used to rely on to get them through the unemployment periods. residual checks have gone down from 20k to $0.03 cents. im not joking.
they've decimated our regular pay and then destroyed residuals. we have nothing left. so don't believe it when they tell you writers are being greedy. writers are simply fighting to be able to make a middle class living. we're not asking them to become poor for our sake. we're asking for raises that amount to 2% of their profit. TWO PERCENT. this is a fight for writing even being a career in five years instead of something you do on the side while you work retail to pay your bills. if you think shows are bad now imagine when your writer has to do it as a hobby because they need a real job to pay their bills and support a family. (which none of us can currently afford to have btw)
support writers. stop being bootlickers for billion dollar corporations. stop caring about fictional people more than you care about the real people that write them. if we don't win this fight it truly is game over. the industry as you know it is gone.
My first question to someone whoâs like, âYou should give up writing and learn to code!â would be to ask, âIs that how you entertained yourself during the pandemic? With long videos of people coding? Or did you read books and watch TV and movies like the rest of us?â
Hello, Nichya. My question is probably very inappropriate, so I apologize in advance. I saw some Americans claiming, that Spanish & Portuguese are colonizer languages. However, these are the most spoken languages in latin countries. Again, I don't agree with such statements, just curious what real Latinos & Latinas would say to it.
Ah, the irony of americans, who speak ENGLISH because they were colonized by ENGLAND, and who made american-english become so wide-spread in the entire world through both imperialism cultural imperialism and invading other countries and placing military basis and/or overthrowing their governments over and over, realizing "Wait, latin america speaks spanish and portuguese (as well as french and dutch in some places) because europe colonized them, that's problematic."
Now, obviously spanish and portuguese were brought to latin america as "colonizer languages", aka to further erase the native languages, and cultures. However you'd be surprised at how complex a topic can become after over 500 years.
Languages are living things, and no two places have the exact same relationship to it. That's how accents, slang, dialects, and eventually new languages, come to be. I have a much easier time understanding modern spanish, italian or french than I do understanding OLD portuguese, despite being brazilian. To me it just looks like a language Tolkien made up. It's too different.
In the same vein, the spanish spoken in Spain today is not the same as the one spoken 500 years ago, and is also not the same as the one spoken in Mexico today - which is also not the same as the one spoken in Argentina, or Venezuela or Chile. And that happens not only due to the distance, but due to what other languages (from bordering countries, immigrants or surviving native tribes) have an influence on the "main" one. I lost count of how many times I was mindblown to discover some random word that I use everyday is NOT portuguese, but rather an old word from languages of brazilian native tribes.
That also ties into two other details that people often forget in that discussion of "you're speaking the language of your opressor and passing on their legacy":
1 - The native tribes were NOT all buddies with each other, and their languages also became dominant for so long because they conquered or killed all their rivals. Like any people group, they had the ones they were allied with, the ones they were neutral on, and the ones they fucking hated. There were groups that tried to isolate themselves as much as possible, others that sought out alliances without any form of merging, and some that went full "I want an empire" mode. The historical tendency of just erasing all that complexity and pretending they were one large homogenous group with a generically peaceful "culture", instead of being as complex and messy as europe, is as racist of a generalization as "They're all a bunch of blood thirsty savages that will kill anything in their path, including each other"
2 - Languages like european portuguese and spanish ALSO were influenced by other languages, often of groups they were at war with or even invaded by, and passed on their legacy too - portuguese has A LOT of arabic influence for exemple. The broad generalization of "Europe colonized the world" is useful in a lot of cases, but also dangerous in others, as it ignores that europe is not magically immune to being influenced by other cultures (sometimes through brutal means).
That last one is also THE main thing that this "these are colonizer languages" discourse misses: it ignores that europeans are not the only ones who can influence others, and that sometimes their tactics backfire.
Portugal conquering a place as large as Brazil, with a HUGE population was itself a power move... but as a consequence, we out-number them to a comical degree. Meaning people are far more likely to learn brazilian portuguese than european portuguese, something a lot of people in Portugal are rather salty about - and that's without taking into consideration that they themselves consume a LOT of brazilian media, but the reverse is not true. It got to the point of there being parents in Portugal freaking the fuck out because their kids could only speak "brazilian" (and we made them even more mad with the "Let's change Portugal's name to Brazilian Guyana" jokes).
That's why latinos tend to get mad at foreigners (especially americans) who assume we somehow don't realize "Oh, we speak these languages because we were colonized." It's condescending and ignores how much of our cultures and identities, by necessity, are built on the basis of us going "Fuck off, this is MINE now, and I'm doing MY thing with it." It crosses the line from a genuine conversation about colonialism to "Let me explain your situation to you since you're too dumb to get it"
No but to be serious guys i didnt expect that movie to be that kind of good. I expected great fights. I expected complicated morals. I did not expect that movie to say i know everything seems hopeless but you dont get a choice, you have to try. I did not expect that movie to say when we are up against an impossible, unjust threat the only way through is freely given kindness and forgiveness. I did not expext that movie to say the real way villans win is by preying on those weâve already decided are hopeless. I did not expect that movie to say we all have to believe we can get better. Please believe me we can all get better. Oh my god.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Qualityâ Free Actions
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
âShe leaned in closer to him and the boy felt her slender body mold against his, soft and flower-scented and delightful,â Someone needs to calm down Tavi definitely a teenage boy
âCrows, no I wouldnât dream of it, academ.â pg. 4 Ok so what Iâm getting is âcrowâ is some kind of god and Iâm going to have to pull up translation for Latin
âNo,â Fidelias said with a grin. âI love telling that story because I know you hate it.â pg. 4Â Ha
âNow, then. My first concern-â
âQuestionâ Amara corrected.
âQuestion,â he allowed, âis with our cover story.â pg. 4 Ha
âDonât quote the Codez at me,â Fidelias snapped, annoyed. âI was a Cursor before your mother and father had called their furies.â pg. 6 Ok thereâs a codex and a position(?) called cursor and something called furies
âMy slave, good master,â pg. 9 Ew slaveryÂ
âAny furycrafter strong enough to be a Knight could command virtually what price he wished for his services.â pg. 10 Ok so a furycrafter is a person who can control furies
âTo leave a pretty young girl in a camp full of soldiers.â pg. 14 shudders
âThe collar around her neck, even on its smallest sizing, hung loosely.â pg. 14 Boo collar
Amara is terrible at pretending to be a slave
âThe last thing she saw was the beautiful watercrafterâ pg. 19
âI think this can be safely be considered a failing mark in your graduation exercise.â pg. 21 Ha
âShe tried again. And again. Her wind fury never responded. âThe dirt,â she said, finally, and closed her eyes. âEarth to counter air. Cirrus canât hear me.â pg. 21 Ok learning more about the magic system. Earth counters Water
Did the rebels kill Fidelias?
âTraitor,â pg. 26 Oh Fidelias is a traitor
âYou pinked me. No oneâs done that since Araris Valerian .â He smiled then, wolfish show of teeth. âBut you arenât Araris Valerian.â pg. 32 Ok so Araris is was? a great swordsman
Oh you can use wind crafting to fly cool!
âYouâre a fifteen-year-old boy, Tavi. Thereâs always a girl.â pg. 38 Ha
âItâs not as bad as you think, Tavi. Furies arenât everything.â
âSays the man with two of them,â pg. 39 Ok so people can have more than one fury
So Tavi either doesnât have any fury crafting, is a late bloomer, or thereâs some shenanigans happening here
âI need to be back before the other Steadholders arrive.â pg. 39 What are steadholders
âHe come into any furies yet, or are you finally going to admit what an unless little freak.â pg. 43 Rude
âRape is a realm offense,â pg. 44 Good that rape is realm offense
âWhat have you learned this morning?â
âThat woman are trouble, sirâ
âOh, lad. Thatâs about half of the truth.â
âWhatâs the other half?â
âYou want them anyway,â pg. 47 Ha
âIsana looked up from her scrying bowl with a faintly irritated frown.â pg. 48 Ok watercrafters can scry
âHolly bells donât just miraculously appear, and you know the law about harvesting them.â pg. 51 Why are holly bells important and why is there a law?
Ok so water crafters can tell if a person is lying
Thirty-seven years old, and she was alone. No suitors, naturally.â pg. 53 Thirty seven isnât that old Isana can get whoever she wants
âAll Iâm saying,â Kord drawled, âis that if that little slut of yours canât keep her legs together and men out from between them, itâs your problem, friend. Not mine.â pg. 56 Can I punch Kord
âWell, well,â he said. âWhat we got here? Another little hold whore standing up for whore Heddy?â pg. 58 Kord is the worst
âYour word Warner,â Isana snapped. âOr Iâll rule against you in the truthfind right here and now.â pg. 59 She wouldnât right?
Why does Isana have a slave?
âHe had a broad, strong build and a face that would have be handsome if it had been less petulant.â pg. 62 Oh time to make my favorite counter, Bi Tavi moment 1
âBernardâs voice took on a sharp edge of anger and command that Tavi had never heard in his uncle before.â pg. 66 Oh no
Scary bird creature
âThere arenât any Marat in the Calderon Valley, Uncle. The Legions keep them out.â pg. 71 More lore
âHe had tied dark feathers into his hair, here and there, and they lent him a savage aspect.â pg. 75 This feels a little xenophobic
âHis eyes, Tavi saw, were precisely the same shade of gold as the herdbaneâs, inhuman and bright.â pg. 75 Intresting
âTavi ran for his life.â pg. 78 Oh no
âthe river Gaulâ pg. 79 I wish I had a map
âGaius Caria, wife to Gaius Sextus, Aleraâs First Lord, seemed young, hardly older than Amara herself.â pg. 81 Is this the first lords first wife?
Why doesnât Caria want Amara to talk to the first lord?
âPlease excuse the First Lady,â Gaius murmured. âThese last three years have not been kind to her.â
Three years since she married you, my lord, Amara thoughtâ pg. 84 Ha
âAn old man. An old man married to a willful and politically convenient child.â pg. 86 Ah
âWhat they taught at the Academyâ pg. 87 Cool that the academy is gender equal
âAnd it was where the Marat killed your son, milord.â pg. 88 Interesting so the heir to the kingdom was killed fifteen years ago and Tavi is fifteen and itâs in the same place Iâve connected the dots! (Mostly joking)
âFidelias hated flyingâ pg. 91 Too bad flying sounds cool
âHe could have turned over power to a nominal heir a decade ago,â pg. 93 Whatâs a nominal heir
âHis love was for Alaraâ pg. 94 Paternal right?
âFidelias had been forced to this
It was necessary.
It had to be done.â pg. 95 No itâs not necessary no one forced you
âGargoyles?â he breathed. âAll of them?â pg. 98 Oh interesting
âThe only man who has ever matched me in battle was Araris Valerian himself.â Teeth shone white in Aldrickâs smile. âAnd you arenât Araris.â pg. 109 Cool and again with Araris Valerian what happened to him?
âAt dawn, you leave for the Calderon Valley.â pg. 111 Party at Calderon Valley it seems
âNo slave in her right mind would have been anything less than anxious in that room.â pg. 112 I hope thereâs a slave revolt
Slives are scary
âTavi let out a panicked scream, his light baritone cracking into a childâs higher pitch as he did.â pg. 116 Shouldnât Tavi have gone through puberty already or at least started puberty by this point
âSalt?â she shouted, through the storm. âYou have salt?â pg. 119 How would salt help?
Bittan is the worst
âBittan was working a firecrafting on the room, sending out a subtle apprehension to almost every person in it heightening their fears and drawing their anxieties to the forefront of their thoughts.â pg. 132 Oh no
âIsana lifted her head, eyes sweeping around in a sudden panic. She struggled to speak, but couldnât, her throat unable to expel a breath- or, she realized a moment later, to draw it in.â pg. 132 Oh no
âYour brother. Heâs gone.â pg. 139 Oh no I liked him :(
âHis face was thin-feathered, stark, handsome, and his expression peaceful, sleeping.â pg. 146 Bi Tavi 2
âThis is the mound on the Field of Tears. The Princeps died here, fighting the Marat, before I was born.â pg. 147 Ah this is where the heir died
Yay Bernard is alive!
âwhen she drew her hand out she saw the mud dappled with bright scarlet.â pg. 158 Oh no thatâll led to infection
âMarat? The savages hadnât given the Realm any trouble since the incident on this very site, fifteen or sixteen years ago.â pg. Characters keep mentioning this event
âNo. Too coincidental for mere chance. Something larger is underway.â pg. Something is a foot
âBut Marat didnât often take more than one beast as . . . what sufficed to describe the term? Mate? Companion? Blood-sibling? She shook her head with a sliver. The savagesâ ways were still alien to her, something fantastic from a tale rather than the businesslike reality she had learned from classes in the Academy.â Xenophobia is rampant. I hope the Marat donât actually mate with their beasts please just be xenophobic lies and propaganda.
âBut what would a Marat hoardmaster be doing in the Calderon Valley?
Invadingâ pg. Or they could be running away from someone or something or maybe they want to live here now Iâm just saying there are other reasons the Marat could be here
âThe boy had courage, even if he lacked some more life-perspectiving common sense.â pg. Ha and I see a pattern with Butcher protagonists
âSomething else tugged at her attention, but she pushed it firmly away.â pg. No donât, listen to your instincts
âSomeoneâs grumpy boy this morning.â pg. Ha
âThen the Marat turned toward Fidelias with his face set in a flat, murderous rage and flung himself at the former Cursor.â pg. 179 Oh no
âAnd thatâs what happened,â Tavi said. âIt all started with that one little lie. And all I wanted to do was to get those sheep back.â pg. 187 Well Iâd say it all started when you went and got those holly bells
âOr you could be a Cursor.â
Tavi wrinkled up his nose and snorted. âAnd spend my life delivering mail? How exciting could that be?â Iâm going to take a truly wild guess that Tavi ends up as a Cursor truly a crack pot theory
âShe kissed me, and my brain melted and dribbled out of my ears.â Ha
âBut if you are a runaway, and I donât do something about it, the law could come back and hurt my uncle.â Boo
âEven when heâd given Tavi a whippingâ What
âHe had lost his uncleâs respectâ Oh no :(
âIf the wounds were as serious as the boy had described, it would have taken an extremely talented watercrafter to have had Bernard on his feet again, and Amara didnât think that anyone that skilled would live so far from one of the major cities of the Realm.â Maybe Isana doesn't like city life, maybe sheâs hiding out, maybe her family lived here, there are options to consider
âImprisonment, blinding, and crucitfition were some of the gentler sentences she could expect from such a trial.â Fun :/
âNot as bad as it could be. You used crafting to keep your foot warm.â Can slaves use furyâs?
I think Amara is attracted to Bernard and is in denial
Amara might get more info if she told Bernard who she actually was
âApparently you fell along the blade of a sharp sword.â Not your greatest lie there Amara
âThatâs right, Steadholder,â said Fideliasâ Oh no
âI remember setting out with him yesterday, but beyond that. . . nothingâ Oh memory loss
âWithout changing his expression, he moved a bit more to block her view with his bodyâ Ha
âItâs happening isnât itâ Oh
âWhat about Tavi? He should know.â
She shook her head. âNo. Now more than ever, no. He doesnât need that on his head.â Oh secrets
âTo say nothing of other reasonsâ pg. What?? I want to know
âBernard lived simply: He had, ever since Cassea the girls had died.â pg. So Bernard is a widower and lost his kids :(
âThe slippers had been a birthday gift for Cassea.â pg. Ohh
âHave you come for the boy?â Asked Isana asked. âAre you here to take him?â pg. Why would anyone take Tavi?
âKeep a cup in your hands, and drink in the cup. Iâll hear.â pg. Clever
âFidelias watched him and waited until the Stealholder had left the hall to glance at the staircase himself. Interesting.â pg. Stop being smart
âHeâs furyless, sir.â pg. Beritte you donât go around telling people that
Why is Isana washing Fidelias feet? Watercrafting?
âKill themâ pg. Oh no
âBut youâre a girl.â pg. So girls can be Cursors too
âI faked passing out and I listened in on all the talk up here.â pg. That worked?!
Oh come on let Fade come itâll be a road trip
Nice use of the horses panic
âTavi,â Isana screamed. âTavi, run! Run!â pg. Oh no
âFadeâs expression barely moved but Tavi thought he detected a sense of deep, slow pain there nonetheless.â pg. 247 Poor Fade
âBitten of Kordboltâ pg. 249 Ugh to this guy. Can Tavi stab him? Please
Oh no Fade :(
âan ugly smile twisting his handsome faceâ pg. 249 Bi Tavi 3
âDidnât figure theyâd send the freak and the idiot.â pg. 249 Rude
âMaybe that bitch died trying to save to him.â pg. 250 Rude
ârealized that it was very probable that she was about to die.â pg. I hope Amara doesnât die I like her
âAmara looked down to find the arrowâs shaft wrapped around her wristâ pg. 255 Oh no
âWhere is the boy? Bernard snarled. âIf youâve hurt that boy, Iâll kill you.â pg. 255 Papa wolf Bernard
âCrafters?â
âAir and fire-â
âFireâ Amara blurtedâ pg. 260 I take fire crafters are dangerous
Cool fight between Kord and Bernard
Bitten starting a forest fire what would smoky the bear say
âYou leave him alone!â pg. Yes protect Fade
âTavi saw his uncle draw back his fist and ram it hard into Kordâs neckâ pg. Letâs go!
Nice job using your emotions to get the better of the water witch (I forget her name)
âOne hand seized the woman by her hair, and the other raked abruptly across her face.â pg. 269 Go Isana!
âMy riverâ pg. 269 So cool!
âYou barren witchâ pg. 269 Bitten is so rude
âGet through the woodsâ pg. 269 Arenât they currently on fire?!
âShe leaned into him and pressed a kiss against his forehead. âIâm sorry, Tavi, so sorry. Thereâs no time for questions now. You must trust me. I love you.â
âI love you too.â pg. 270 Aww
âWithout expression, the tallest of the Marat stepped closer. He put his foot on Taviâs shoulder and rested the tip of his spear against the hollow of Taviâs throat.â pg. 274 Oh no
âClever, getting his shoes like that. She been planning on the boy running, and on hampering pursuit.â Smart
âThey did, in rapid order, proving more than anything else that the flood had been a deliberate crafting rather than a natural event.â pg. Isana is so cool and powerful
âTurns into the Wax Forestâ pg. 278 What? Surely itâs not an actual wax forest
âWeâve lost the horses in the floodâ pg. 280 Oh no the poor horses :(
âDo you own many slaves?â
Bernard shook his head. âI used to buy them sometimes, give them the chance to earn their freedom. Lot of the families on the steadholt started that way.â pg. 285 Boo
âHe moved then, his hand sliding from her shoulder. He stretched out on his side, his chest against her shoulders, so that she lay between him and the fire. âLay back against me,â he said, quiet. âJust until you get warm.â pg. 286 Cuddling!
âshe felt herself arch into the kiss, slow and sweet. He kissed her back, gently, but she could feel the faint traces of heat in it, feel the way his mouth pushed hungrily at hers, and it made her heart race even more swiftly.â pg. 287 Yay!
âIâm not going to take advantage of that.â pg. Good
âCrows. The cawing crows. The cawing of thousands of crows.â pg. Oh no
âShe was prisoner at Kordâs steadholt.â Oh no
Odianaâs backstory is terrible :(
âBeing captured, Tavi thought, was a twofold evil. It was both uncomfortable and boring.â Ha
Oh good Fade is ok
âFade stared vacantly for a moment and then frowned. âMarat eat Alerans.â Surely they donât actually eat people
âMaybe they like hot dinner,â Fade said, darkly. âRaw dinner.â
Tavi stared at him for a minute. âThatâs enough help, Fade.â Ha
âYou are the enemy of Marat, and we will partake of your strength.â
Fade whimpered in his throat and clutched at Taviâs arm hard enough to make it go numb.
âYou mean,â Tavi asked, after a momentâs silence, âthat youâre going to eat usâ What they actually eat people?! I thought that was just xenophobic and propaganda
âTo Taviâs astonishment, the women wore nothing more than the men, and lean, muscular legs, naked, strong shoulders and arms, and other things a proper Aleran boy was not supposed to see (but wanted to anyway)â Ha
âQuiet Tavi,â Fade whispered back. âDo not move.â Listen to Fade
âValleyboy, you have agreed to a Trial of Wits with Kitai. The victor in the trial will be considered to hold the favor of The One on the question you raised.â At least itâs a trial of wits
âTavi,â Fade said. âYou must not do this. Let me face the trial.â
Tavi blinked. âUh. Fade. Itâs a Trial of Wits, remember? Fade shook his head. âValley of Trees. Remember that.â The boy frowned, turning to Fade. âWhat do you remember?â
âIt is what the Marat call the Wax Forest.â Fade looked past Tavi to the retreating Hashat, his scarred face haunted. âOne of you will surely die.â pg. 322 Cheery and why am I getting the vibe that Fade is smarter than what he lets on? And again I ask surely itâs not an actual wax forest made of actual wax right?
âFidelias blinked. âMy. So youâre off to warn Garrison of trouble?â pg. 325 Oh no
âYouâre about my height, arenât you?â pg. 326 Oh no
âAldrick wiped the blood from his blade and said, âYou could at least wait until heâs dead.â pg. 326 Boo
âIâm not sure that was necessary,â pg. 326 It wasnât necessary :(
âKord forced Isana to watch what they did to Odiana.â pg. 327 KORD CAN GO DIE >:( he better die by the end of the book
âSheâs a woman, Kord. A person. Sheâs not an animal to be broken.â pg. 327 Facts!
âHe struck her with a closed fist.â pg. 328 Hiss
Aric you can do better than this family
âOdianaâs expression changed. The hardness vanished from her eyes, and her mouth dropped open in an expression of something close to horror.â pg. 330 Oh no why what is it?
âItâs called a discipline collar,â pg. 331 That doesnât sound good
âThe way heâs left her, anyone can tell her anything and sheâll keep feeling good as long as she does it. She tries to resist and sheâll . . . and it will hurt her.â
âThatâs inhumaneâ pg. 336 Thatâs horrible
âIt wasnât Bitten that was with Heddy. It was you, Aric.â
He didnât look at her. He didnât speak.
âIt was you. Thatâs why she was trying to draw her father back from juri macto with yours. She wasnât raped.â pg. 337 Ohhh
âI wouldnât leave any woman here, Aricâ pg. 338 Good
âThatâs right. And so is my brother. Bernard will call him to juris macto.â And heâll win, too.â pg. 338 Is Isana not a Citizen? Can she call a juris macto? I think she could win.
âHis partner leered. âI suppose we could always take off those breeches and find out.â pg. 344 Ew
âBernardâs face flushed. âThey might be spoiled cities boys, but theyâre Legion, by the furies. They should treat women with more respect.â pg. 345 Preach
âAmara smiled, but didnât say anything. Bernard flushed even brighter and coughed, looking away.â pg. 345 Ha
âShe almost didnât see through the veil.â pg. 351 Oh
âHe went down at once, without so much as a cry or a gasp of pain, and lay still.â pg. 353 Oh no
âArrest these two and take them to the cells on charges of murder and treason against the Crown!â pg. 354 Oh no
âSnowâs starting up again.â pg. 359 Why is this important? Is the roof going to collapse? Can Isana use the snow? Is the snow going to cool down the smokehouse? Can they drink the snow? Will they melt the snow into water?
âWaterâ pg. 361 Yes!
âI had a family. My mother and my father. My older brother and two younger sisters. Gaius Sextus destroyed them.â pg. 370 Oh no
âYouâre eating them alive?â demanded Aldrick
âThe girl looked around, frantic, her eyes red with tears, body shaking in the cold, her lips blue. âPlease,â she gasped, toward Fidelias. âPlease, sir. Pleas help me.â pg. 373 Poor girl
âThen he broke her neck.â pg. 375 :(
âKitai. Your son.â pg. 379 Did I miss something I donât remember anyone saying if Kitai had a gender or not
âFrom the ones you call the Icemen.â pg. 384 There are Icemen?
âFadeâs eyes glittered with something like good humor, and ruffled Taviâs hair with one hand. âTavi smart. There. Bag of tricks. Be smart, Tavi. Important.â pg. 385 Aww
âTavi stared up at him in confusion. Until the other boy drew his knife, reached across to the rope that held Tavi thirty feet over the floor of the bizarre forest below and, with an answering smile, used the dark, glassy knife to begin swiftly slicing through Taviâs rope.â pg. 387 Oh no
âA wax spider. A Keeper of Silence.â pg. 394 Horrifying
âTavi felt the understanding between them without words needing to be said: truce.â pg. 395 Good
âI am not a child,â Tavi hissed furiously. âIâm older than you. What are you, twelve years old? Thirteen?â
Kitai narrowed his eyes âfifteenâ pg. 396 Oh theyâre the same age
âWhere had Fade got something like that? Tavi wondered. Why had the slave had this pack stored with such efficiency inside his chambers, presumably ready to go at a momentâs notice? He had returned with the pack so quickly that he could not have packed it. It had to been ready to go.â pg. 397 Interesting
âFire leapt up from the depression in the croach, as high as Taviâs chest.â pg. 401 Now Tavi is starting a forest fire. Smoky the bear would be disappointed
âYouâre a girl.â pg. 402 Ohhh
âI donât want to lead a girl into that kind of danger.â
The Marat girl scowled. âAs if I am any less able to defeat you now than a few moments ago.â
Tavi shook his head, âNo, no, it isnât that.â
âThen what is it?â
He shrugged beneath the blanket. âI canât explain it. We just - we donât treat our women the same way we treat our men.â
âThatâs stupidâ pg. 404 Preach!
âBy the One yes, That was his plan all along.â pg. 406 Doroga is smart and yay teamwork
âAnd the shadowy shape within the mound abruptly shuddered. And moved.â pg. 412 Creepy
âFire leapt up from the tree in a blaze.â pg. 413 MORE FOREST FIRE! At this rate theyâre going to burden down the whole wax forest
âKitai had saved his life.
She had trusted his plan to get them both out of the chasm alive.
He was the only one who could help her.
Tavi let go of the rope.â pg. 415 LETâS GO!!!
âOh crows, Tavi thought. It knows. It knows Iâm going for the ropes.â pg. Oh no 417
Doroga is strong threw that boulder
Kitai better not die
âIt took Tavi a frozen, endless moment to separate the beating of his own heart, the rush of blood in his own ears, from hers. They beat together, perfectly in time.â pg. 420 Cool
âI know,â Bernard said, face flushing bright red. âI didnât mean to. Iâm sorry.â
âYou earthcrafted me.â
âIâm sorryâ pg. 430 So can earthcrafters induce lust?
âBernard,â said Harger cheerfully. âI was just asking Pluvus here if we shouldnât let you out and he said yesââ Harger seized Pluvusâs hair and vigorously rocked his head back and forth. âSee? The boy canât handle his drink, Iâm afraid.â pg. 432 Ha
âIâm counting how many ways Iâll be executed, Your Ladyship.â pg. 436 Ha
âThereâs a hoard out there. And about ten thousand of them are coming right behind me.â pg. 446 Oh no
âThey came without warning. The Marat surged forward, thousands of screaming throats with one voice,â pg. 451 Scary
âThe legionaries fought with ruthless efficiency.â pg. 452 Go legionaries
âLet the surgeons see to the men that are hurtâ Pirellus said, his tone firm. âGet yourself some water, too centurion.â pg. 457 Good for Pirellus for being a good leader
âSomethingâs occurred to me,â Amara said. âThis doesnât make any sense.â pg. 457 Oh
Sky battle very cool
âCrows and furies, are you alright? Where are they coming in?â
âThe gate,â Amara gasped. âThe firepots. Get them off the gate. Hurry.â pg. 465 Oh no
âIn answer, the firepots, a waiting on the walls besides the firecrafters now pinned down by the gale winds above them, exploded into blinding flame.â pg. 466 Oh no
âShe could only watch in horror as the Marat, howling like madmen, hauled the gates of Garrison to kindling before her eyes, and began to pour into the fortress.â pg. 467 Oh no
âScalping me,â Amara thought. âTheyâre taking my hair.â pg. 470 Oh no
âBravely done, girl. Shamed those city boys into the fight into the fight at last.â pg. 471Â Yay
âGram looked from Amara to Harger, then back again. âFear,â he said. âFire.â pg. 475 So firecrafting induces fear
Good work Gram and Amara with the touch that was some powerfull firecrafting all the Marat scattered
âThousand upon thousands of Maratâ pg. 481 Oh no
âThe Marat got into the Valley yesterday. Sometime last night. They attacked Aldoholt and burned it down. As far as we can tell, no one made it out.â pg. 484 Oh no :(
âWe heard you were having company and thought weâd invite ourselves over to help entertain them.â pg. 488 Ha
âReally? Women better than a Legion watercrafterâ pg. 490 Yes, why is that such a surprise? I know why misogyny
âHe embraced her, hugged hard, and lifting her up off the ground.â pg. 491 Aww
âThese walls are made of layers of interlocking strata girlâ pg. 493 Rude
Oh no Kordâs here
âThereâs a very limited amount of trouble the women can make in any case.â pg. 497 I wouldnât be too sure of that
âAnd then, with a screeching of breaking earth they began to growâ pg. 503 So cool that they were able to make the walls higher
âPirellus nodded to her. âYou were right last night,â heâs said. âI was wrongâ pg. Takes a big man to admit they were wrong
âTheyâre in the east warehouse, and itâs already been secured.â
âAlready been secured,â Giraldi growled. âHow do you know?â
âDoors was lockedâ pg. 508 So Isana and Kord are in the east warehouse
âHere they comeâ pg. 508 Alright second round here we come
âEach man loosened an arrow five or six breaths.â pg. 510 Impressive
âGiraldi abruptly seized her shoulder and dragged her back from the edge. âNot without a helmet,â he growled.â pg. 512 Thank you Giradi for enforcing safety
âH-hidingâ Pluvus stuttered. âI found them hiding under their fatherâs bunks in the barracks.â pg. 513 Aw
âAmara who began to turn, felt splitters of wood flickering against her cheekâ pg. Close too close
âShe lifted her eyes to the barracks and saw Fadelias.â pg. Oh no
Poor Pirellus :( he was growing on me
âThere,â Giradi said, pointing. An arrow shattered on his shield, and he didnât flinch.â pg. Cool
âwas the signet dagger of an Aleran High Lordâ pg. The guy just let him have it?! Itâs damning evidence that Aquitaine is plotting against the First Lord
âOut on the plain, beyond the savage hoard of Marat below, there had come another hoardâ pg. 521 Oh no
âThen he turned to her, slipping an arm around her waist, and kissed herâ pg. 525 Yay!
âUncle Bernard! Uncle Bernard!â he shouted, pointing to Doroga. âHe followed me home! Can we keep him?â pg. 528 Ha and my boy is back!
Nice job using the globe Isana
Nice job tracking Kord with watercrafting
Yay Isana won the fight now can we please remove the collar on Odiana
âTavi,â Bernard said, and engulfed the boy in a rib-cracking embrace.â pg. 539 Aw :)
âIsana, unmistakably his aunt, even if he didnât see her, wrap her arms around him and hugged him.â pg. 539 Aw :)
âAre they betting on the fight?â Amara asked incredulous
Tavi nodded. âYeah they do that. Doroga won his daughter betting on me.â
âWhat?â
âShhhhh.â pg. 543 Ha
âFive silver bulls on Doroga,â pg. Tavi responded
âYouâre onâ pg. 544 Ha
âHe tricked him!â Tavi said, gleefully
âHushâ said Amara
âHeâs got him nowâ Bernard said.â pg. 544 Â Ha
âHeâs got the dagger! Kill the boyâ pg. 548 Run Tavi Run
âTheyâre trying to kill you!â
âI canât tell you how glad I am that youâre here to tell me thatâ pg. 551 Ha
âFrederic stepped forward, in front of Taviâ pg. 551 Go Frederic!
âDamn you, Fidelias!â pg. 559 Boo Fidelias
âWeâre trappedâ pg. 559 Oh no
Oh no Bernard
âIf Araris Valerian himself was here, he couldnât beat me. And you arenât Araris.â pg. 563 If Araris could show up at any minute now thatâd be great
âFade stood over Tavi,â pg. 563 Go Fade!
âFadeâs sword whipped toward Aldrickâs face, and split the white scar there open anew, blood flowing.â pg. 563 Ohh
âAldrick dropped back into a guard position, watching Fade, his eyes wide, his redden face going pale. âNo,â he said. âNoâ pg. 563 Heâs freaking out
âYou arenât,â Aldrick snarled. âYou canât be. Youâre dead.â pg. 564 I take it Fade is actually Araris
âAldrick has always thought in lines. So I thought in curves.â pg. 566 So cool
âThen, in one swift motion, she drew back the knife and flicked it at Fidelias back.â pg. 567 Yea letâs go!
âTavi cried quietly, until the darkness swallowed him.â pg. 568 Poor Tavi
âThe cries within Garrison were joined by others - the screams of terrified children.â pg. 571 Oh no
Go Isana!
âYou could have killed me at Kordholt. Or simply left me behind. You did neither. You could have given me to the Cursor girl. You did not. It deserved a reply. This is mine.â pg. 576 Glad that Odiana helped
âThenâŚâ Isana closed her eyes. âThen we go home.â 577 Yay
âTavi let out a glad cry and threw himself across the space of beds at his uncle, hugging him tightly.â pg. 582 Aw :)
âYouâre a heroâ
Tavi blinked âUh. I am?â pg. 583 Yes you are!
âBernard grinned and leaned forward giving Isana a kiss on the forehead.â pg. 584 Aw :)
âShe laughed and kissed his foreheadâ pg. 585Â Aw :)
âDoomed, young warrior. Doomed. But her mother and IÂ started off that way.
Tavi blinked. âWhat?â
âWe will see another again.â Doroga turned to go
âWhat?â Tavi said again. âHer mother what? Doroga waitâ pg. 587 Ha and Doroga is a shipper
âThe stranger smiled. âMy name is Gaius Sextus.â pg. 589 Ohh itâs Gaius, Taviâs maybe probably grandpa
âAfter that, everything got just sort ofâŚâ
âGot complicatedâ Gaius suggestedâ
âTavi flushed and nodded. âExactlyâ pg. 589 Ha
âThen I want you to help the holders who got hurt, and families of those who were killed. Winterâs coming on, and itâs going to be hard for all of us.â pg. 590 Aw thatâs nice of Tavi
âI believe you can. Then if you will accept it will be done. I will give you patronage for attendance at the Academy and assist you in your fields of study.â pg. 590 Yay!
âLady Aquitaine smiled. Then she stepped around the tub and let silk robe from her shoulders. She slide into the water with Fidelias and wrapped her arms around the manâs shoulders.â pg. 592 Whoa there
âFidelias watched as Gaius Caria, First Lady of Alera, wrapped her arms around Lord Aquitaine and drew him closer to her.â pg. 593 Ohhh the scandal
âHe stood up and looked down at her eyes, smiling. âAmara. Well done.â pg. 594 Yay!
âFor courage, loyalty, and resourcefulness in the face of enemies of the Realm, Frederic of Brenardholt, I do hereby dub thee a Knight of the Realmâ pg. 595 Yay!
âBy the authority of the Crown, I do hereby dub thee Bernard, Court of Calderon.â pg. 596 Yay!
âGaius laughed, the sound rich and rolling. âI look young for my age.â pg. 596 Ha
âYou be good to him. Or you and I will have words.â pg. 597 Ha I love that Doroga threatens Gaius
âPluvus Pentius, who had saved a handful of children from a wounded herdbane by clubbing it to death with his accounts ledger.â pg. 597 Cool!
âAmara saw something cold there, something defiant, and she blinked at the old womanâ pg. 598 Oh add that to my suspicions
âGaius drew in a slow breath and nodded.
âThe boy. Your-â
âNephew, sireâ
âNephew. Of course.â Gaius glanced aside at Amara.â pg. 598 More suspicions
âTavi of Bernardholt, please step forward
There was an eager murmur from the crowd.
But no one stepped forward.
Amara frowned. âTavi of Bernardholt. Please step forward.â
Still, no one didâ pg. 599 Ha
âHe, um. He seems to be rather independently minded sire.â pg. 599 Ha
âAnd so the First Lord of Alera, surrounded by subjects, Citizens, and Knights of the Realm watched in silence while Tavi drove home Dodgerâs little flock of ewes and lambs, the shaggy haired Fade loping along beside him.â pg. 600 Nice ending
Final thoughts
I enjoyed the book. I liked most of the characters (looking at you Kord). I liked magic systems. I liked the fights. Iâm still trying to piece together what happened with Kitai. Something happened and they seem connected? Iâm still on the Gaius is related to Tavi, maybe his grandfather Isana and Gaius talk was suspicious. We have 3 Bi Tavi moments. I should look and see how Amara describes Bernard and see ifÂ
I think the funniest thing about Jeff Smithâs Bone graphic novel is that he introduces the Bones as the regular people, and the human characters are the weird ones in the strange land that the Bones stumbled upon.
My favorite take re: Bone is that if the story is Jeff Smithâs take on LOTR, the Bones are the storyâs hobbits: theyâre a physically smaller race of humanoids who are the main viewpoint characters and come from a strange land thatâs closer to the modern day aesthetically & thematically along with being super far off from the storyâs main plot and setting.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Qualityâ Free Actions
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
Even putting aside all of the criticisms of Restoration that Iâve heard through the grapevine, I donât think Iâm gonna watch it for a long while b/c Iâm just not ready to say goodbye to a series that really helped me get through college & inspired me as an artist & that I sincerely love.
Red vs. Blue has an entire story arc all about the importance of saying goodbye to a loved one⌠I just wish I could take that to heart.
Hereâs a thing Iâve had around in my head for a while!
Okay, so Iâm pretty sure that by now everyone at least is aware of Steampunk, with itâs completely awesome Victorian sci-fi aesthetic. But what I want to see is Solarpunk â a plausible near-future sci-fi genre, which I like to imagine as based on updated Art Nouveau, Victorian, and Edwardian aesthetics, combined with a green and renewable energy movement to create a world in which children grow up being taught about building electronic tech as well as food gardening and other skills, and people have come back around to appreciating artisans and craftspeople, from stonemasons and smithies, to dress makers and jewelers, and everyone in between. A balance of sustainable energy-powered tech, environmental cities, and wicked cool aesthetics.Â
A lot of people seem to share a vision of futuristic tech and architecture that looks a lot like an ipod â smooth and geometrical and white. Which imo is a little boring and sterile, which is why I picked out an Art Nouveau aesthetic for this.
With energy costs at a low, I like to imagine people being more inclined to focus their expendable income on the arts!
Aesthetically my vision of solarpunk is very similar to steampunk, but with electronic technology, and an Art Nouveau veneer.
So here are some buzz words~
Natural colors!
Art Nouveau!
Handcrafted wares!
Tailors and dressmakers!
Streetcars!
Airships!
Stained glass window solar panels!!!
Education in tech and food growing!
Less corporate capitalism, and more small businesses!
Solar rooftops and roadways!
Communal greenhouses on top of apartments!
Electric cars with old-fashioned looks!
No-cars-allowed walkways lined with independent shops!
Renewable energy-powered Art Nouveau-styled tech life!
Can you imagine how pretty it would be to have stained glass windows everywhere that are actually solar panels? The tech is already headed in that direction! Â Or how about wide-brim hats, or parasols that are topped with discreet solar panel tech incorporated into the design, with ports you can stick your phone charger in to?
(((Character art by me; click the cityscape pieces to see artist names)))
If youâre unemployed, itâs not because there isnât any work.
Just look around: A housing shortage, crime, pollution; we need better schools and parks. Whatever our needs, they all require work. And as long as we have unsatisfied needs, thereâs work to be done.
So ask yourself, what kind of world has work but no jobs? Itâs a world where work is not related to satisfying our needs, a world where work is only related to satisfying the profit needs of business.
This country was not built by the huge corporations or government bureaucracies. It was built by people who work. And, it is working people who should control the work to be done. Yet, as long as employment is tied to somebody elseâs profits, the work wonât get done.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Qualityâ Free Actions
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
rwby textpost memes pt23!! on second thought i feel like the penny one could alternatively be used for the blacksmith but i already made it >:) so iâm not gonna change it >:)
I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said âlet me call my husband real quickâ and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `âYou know that was probably a scam, right?â and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If youâre âscammingâ me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money.Â
This happened to me, too. A woman had used WIC for the majority of her stuff (which I say from personal experience is such a long and embarrassing process) and to buy the remainder of her groceries, which included diapers and wipes, she used a card, and it got declined. I bought the other $30 of her groceries because hey, Iâve been there, and now Iâm not. She was extremely emotional and began to cry and even hugged me. My mom called me on the drive home and could tell I had been crying myself, asked what was wrong, and when I told her what happened, she berated me for being âduped.â I couldnât believe she could be so disappointed in one of her children for doing something- nice? Is that the hill you want to die on? Getting mad about people needing groceries?
I once paid for a womanâs bill at the vetâŚit wasnât a big one, but she was trying to pay for some medication for her dog, and her card was declined. And her lip started trembling, and she says âI donât get paid until Tuesday, would he be ok until then?âÂ
So I just told them to add the $20 something onto my bill, and I thought she was going to break down crying right there.
And I donât care if it was a scam or not. Just do nice things for people sometimes.Â
So this has happened to me but from the other side. Several years ago when my oldest was around three or so, I had my debit card decline at Walmart. It wasnât a scam or a mistake, I was genuinely broke. Out of money. I checked my bank and discovered I had something like 7 dollars left to my name and a hungry kid and nothing to eat at home. So I sat there trying to come up with the best way to stretch that tiny amount of money to feed my kid. Not even to feed me. I can live on popcorn or something if I have to but my kid was three and he had to eat. So there I am trying really hard not to cry while I slowly take things out of my basket to get it down to under 7 bucks, when a lady tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up and she smiled at me and started putting the things back in my cart. I opened my mouth to tell her that I didnât have the money for them but she stopped me right away and said âDonât worry about it. Itâs gonna be fine.â Then she handed the cashier her credit card and said âRing up all of it.â My kid got to eat because of her. I got to eat because of her. I had laundry soap and deodorant because of her. She couldâve just ignored me silently struggling in that line. She couldâve decided I was a scam and gone home feeling good about avoiding being duped. But instead she chose to help me and she saved us. So maybe the person struggling in front of you is trying to put one over on you or maybe they are just sad and broke and trying to figure out what to do. You get to decide which you want to believe and what you want to do. But Iâll tell yâall, no one has ever been more beautiful to me than that lady in that line who saved me and my baby. Be like her. Be beautiful.
One time, my dad and I were living the grocery store and there was a guy outside asking for money to buy some stuff to take home for his kids. It was around Christmas time. My dad asked him if he could give him groceries instead of money, and the guy immediately said yes, so my dad gave him one of everything we bought (meat, rice, some chocolates, milk, oil). At that time, my dad hadnât gotten his paycheck because the company he worked for was going through a tough time, but he didnât care, he saw an opportunity to help someone and he did.
Another time, my dad gave 50 bucks to a guy who said he needed to buy medicine for his kids. I told my dad he was probably going to spend the money on alcohol or something, but my dad said that âwhether he was lying or not says something about HIS character, but hearing someone in need and choosing not to help when I have the means to says something about mineâ.
âwhether he was lying or not says something about HIS character, but hearing someone in need and choosing not to help when I have the means to says something about mineâ
About a decade ago, I was trying to figure out how to put together a holiday meal for my little household, with only $7 to my name. We were joking around about it and stuff, because itâs better to laugh than cry, and this very nice older lady noticed us, and said it looked like we were having fun. I laughed, and told her what we were doing, and she insisted, then and there, on giving us $20 to help us out. We tried telling her weâd be fine, but she would not take no for an answer.
Itâs not the first time a strangerâs kindness has helped me during a rough time, but every time itâs happened, itâs made such a huge difference.
If I refused to help out in turn when I can just because the person in need MIGHT be a scammer, it would feel like spitting on the kindness that was shown to me.
Welcome to the New Age @franzsandz - Tumblr Blog | Tumlook
