IF LOVE IS A JUNGLE DON'T STRUGGLE

i get that it’s not, like, a climactic scene (as in trapper didn’t spend the entire episode thinking hawkeye was dead), so the recognition isn’t quite as satisfying, but TO ME it’s super cute. this, like, casual, under the radar depiction of trapper knowing hawkeye and his hands and his work but quietly.

Via @freelance-abortionist

I suddenly thought about:

Hawkeye going to an aid station or going to the front as Santa and Trapper and his quiet but heartfelt looks.

And how BJ would be biting someone or wrestling Hawkeye to the ground if the same situation was taking place. There would be an argument about it at minimum.

I think it's a bit of Trapper is worried, but he is also less inclined to catastrophize when things are out of his control. He's willing to believe in Hawkeye's skill and luck. It makes him the man for the job when you need a hand disarming a bomb.

Whereas a gutter needing cleaning sends BJ into a spiral (which goes hand in hand with his thing about being needed). He takes on all the stress of a perceived danger to the people important to him, and usually if he has no control over it, somehow makes it his fault that it's happening at all. (He had to get a haircut so now Hawkeye might die, he never mentioned the ladder is broken so now either Peg will break her neck or the next door neighbor will sue him.)

where bj is volatile, trapper is pragmatic.

so of course trap is gonna recognize hawkeye’s stitches; he sees and appreciates them every day.

and of course bj is gonna recognize them; he spent however many hours searching—begging—for any sign that hawkeye was alive. as soon as he finds one, he’s gonna latch on and shout about it.

they’re so diametrically opposed, and we see that through the choices they make and the way they show their love.

*meanwhile*

i used to work at a Local Organic Produce store that's popular with the lefties in my city who are interested in food justice. i quit for a lot of reasons, mostly the boss, but something i will always remember is one of our suppliers coming in to drop off produce, being told her check wasn't ready, and her laughing and responding it didn't matter -- even a low bank account was more than enough to pay the migrants who picked her produce. i am not filling in any blanks here. she said this.

after quitting, this was a common story i told people about my time there. some then became annoyed at me, acting like i was a wokescold trying to undermine the store's "eco" mission with unrelated "ethical" concerns. but, like -- if food justice isn't for the people making food, who the fuck is it for?