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I don’t know about you, but I really want to know what’s written on there - wait, I found a higher res image, can anyone translate this?

1/3rd of Americans are Evangelical, and Evangelical Protestantism is a cult. We just don’t think of it as one because it’s so normalized. However, it follows the B.I.T.E. model of cult dynamics.

Evangelism teaches its followers to always maintain states of bliss and ecstasy for Jesus. What this does is condition the brain to always operate out of less-evolved parts; areas that are responsible for more primal emotions like euphoria, anger, and fear. Because of how we’ve evolved to survive, the brain will actually shut down our higher functioning—including critical thinking skills—in favor of these primal emotions, when they’re active.

Always feeling bliss = never questioning or feeling doubt. Evangelicals may actually fear the thoughts that do originate from their higher brain-parts because they think it’s the devil tempting them away from their religion. They’ll engage in self-indoctrination techniques to make this stop.

This creates a cognitive dissonance so great that many Americans have no separation between how they feel and what they believe. This is really bad because their minds have literally no defense against undue influence. They’ll vote for the dude who hyped them up enough. They’ll buy into the conspiracy theory that excites them the most. They’ll side with whatever gets the best reaction out of them, and getting a rise out of people is super easy to do.

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and then later when he SNEAKS INTO A CORNER TO FUCKING… facetime yoda… like “ok so we have these millions of identical human men who were apparently suspiciously ordered for us by someone???” and yodas fucking response is just “when countless sapient lemons life gives you…….. send those lemons into intergalactic battle you must”

Obi-Wan:

Y.N.E.

D.M.M.K.Y

A.M.A.I.T.T.R.T.D.

I.Y.N.W.M.T.Y.M.E.

O.A.S.D.I.A.I.W.D.W.I.M.

Bilbo starts off in in this cream color.

He hasn’t been touched by adventure yet. The only life he’s known is the shire.

But the second he decides to go on the adventure, he dons this red jacket.

That he wears throughout AUJ and most of DoS. But part of the way through DoS he switches to

Let’s put a pin in that and talk about Thorin. Thorin wears Blue.

He wears it nearly the entire time. But there is a point where we see a color peek out from under the blue, and I bet you can guess what color that is.

Yup, it’s red. And it’s very similar to Bilbo’s red. And when it peeks out is important too. This scene is from Lake Town. I point this out because if we go back to that pin of Bilbo switching we see that he too switches colors at Lake Town.

Why is Lake Town so important? Well thematically its just after Bilbo broke them out of the dungeons of Mirkwood, and right before he’s about to stand up to this whole crowd and vouch for Thorin. Thorin has shown that he trusts Bilbo enough to listen to his plans, and that he’s willing to trust Bilbo with his life, and the lives of the company. They’re giving each other a part of themselves.

And if you want to get really deep (and a little sad) at the end of BotFA Bilbo has donned red again.

Dr. Budd:  Yes?

Dorothy:  You probably don’t remember me, but you told me I wasn’t sick.  Do you remember?  You told me I was just getting old.

Dr. Budd:  I’m sorry, I really don’t–

Dorothy:  Remember.  Maybe you’re getting old.  That’s a little joke.  Well, I tell you, Dr. Budd, I really am sick.  I have chronic fatigue syndrome.  That is a real illness.  You can check with the Center for Disease Control.

Dr. Budd:  Huh.  Well, I’m sorry about that.

Dorothy:  Well, I’m glad!  At least I know I have something.

Dr. Budd:  I’m sure.  Well, nice seeing you.

Dorothy:  Not so fast.  There are some things I have to say.  There are a lot of things that I have to say.  Words can’t express what I have to say.  [tearing up]  What I went through, what you put me through—I can’t do this in a restaurant.

Dr. Budd:  Good!

Dorothy:  But I will!

Dr. Budd’s date:  Louis, who is this person?

Dr. Budd:  Look, Miss–

Dorothy:  Sit.  I sat for you long enough.  Dr. Budd, I came to you sick—sick and scared—and you dismissed me.  You didn’t have the answer, and instead of saying “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” you made me feel crazy, like I had made it all up.  You dismissed me!  You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time.  Is that your caring profession?  Is that healing?  No one deserves that kind of treatment, Dr. Budd, no one.  I suspect had I been a man, I might have been taken a bit more seriously, and not told to go to a hairdresser.

Dr. Budd:  Look, I am not going to sit here anymore–

Dr. Budd’s date:  Shut up, Louis.