i was bitten by a radioactive detective

Just like the anti-Vietnam War protest songs that we associate with the 1960s, or the early nihilism that spawned punk music in the 1970s. But he didn't *sound* like a punk anarchist; he sounded like a country rock singer. When he released Born in the U.S.A. people completely misinterpreted (or possibly ignored) the lyrics in favor of the tone of the music.

Politicians used his music to promote their 'Murica Yes! brand, and he had to literally explain that that was not what he was about. He's over here asking when we're going to have jobs and heathcare, not stanning the politicians who weren't helping the people.

It was also kind of a big deal that he had an integrated band, because even as late as the 1980s music was still kind of segregated and MTV was straight up racist. They refused to play and promote black artists and then claimed that were no black artists in the first place. Michael Jackson's record company had to threaten a boycott of their white artists to get MTV to play his Thriller video.

Plus, the first black/white interracial kiss on TV was in 1968 (OG Star Trek). Also it took us until the 70s to get sympathetic gay characters on screen, and the 90s to get gay characters to kiss onscreen. And all of those firsts were met with outrage.

So keep that in mind when you see Bruce Springsteen not just playing with an interracial band, but engaging in an interracial, gay kiss on stage repeatedly.

James Flint: a summary 

first of all, to watch the witcher you need to replace your expectation of “good” with “totally unhinged.”

the show is about henry cavill in extremely tight clothing, carrying around a broadsword, facing moral dilemmas, fighting monsters, and having sex. he takes a potion before every fight (which isn’t explained) and no one in the story ages (which also isn’t explained) so people’s parents and grandparents look the same age as their progeny. 

the witcher is not a monster of the week show, nor does it have a coherent ongoing arc. it is not told in chronological order. most of the things that happen are unrelated to everything else that happens. the timeline might happen over weeks, decades, or centuries, and none of that is explained. lore is told in fits and bursts and makes no sense at all. the first episode is absolutely useless and you should not judge the rest of the season based on it, but it has a great sword fight and geralt (that’s henry cavill in extremely tight clothing) talks lovingly to his horse. that’s it. that’s the show.

what is important to know is that the season is adapted from short stories set before the events of the book series. so it’s not season 1 as much as season 0, which is why it feels like nothing is connected or makes sense. it’s a primer to what i’m assuming the next season will be (and i think/hope the fandom will really take off). 

everyone seems to have boners for everyone else. most of the characters are women and they are all absolutely feral. the showrunner is a woman, and most of the eps are written and directed by women. it’s like watching a really wild fanfic come to life. what i love about it is that it’s just so fucking weird. every expectation i had going into it was shattered, and even the moments that were cheesy or boring or cringey or dumb i found somewhat endearing. now that i’m done watching it, i kind of want to watch it again, which is something i rarely do. after every episode i thought, “i really don’t like this, and i don’t want to watch anymore.” and after every episode, i clicked play on the next. 

if you like hot beefy men who are deeply misunderstood as being the bad guy but are actually good-aligned, you’ll like the witcher. if you like complicated, all-powerful, borderline-evil female characters who are greedy and heartless and have ample room for growth, you’ll like the witcher. if you like isolated men who are chased by endearing comedic relief sidekicks, you’ll like the witcher. if you like stories in which seemingly self-centered men are made to become paternal toward helpless beings, you will like the witcher. if you want to ship everyone with everyone else and be totally overwhelmed by attractive people doing attractive things, you will like the witcher. if you like catchy bops that will be stuck in your head for 87 years, you’ll like the witcher.

One doesn’t possess one, but one can employ one, if one has any monsters that need hunting.

They need coins to exchange for goods and services, just like everyone else.

The Witcher is entirely unhinged and I fucking loved it.

Also if the feral women and beefy men haven’t convinced you, try the adorable bisexual bard:

While the above posts are all incredibly correct, the thing that got ME into the show was that it’s the story of a man who refused to make a choice, and he’s been paying for his wilfull inaction ever since. And I love it.

Top 10 favourite characters as voted by my followers → #8 ✭ Logan Echolls (49 votes)

I really feel that an underappreciated thing about the original series of Veronica Mars is the fact that Jason Dohring as Logan Echolls only exits flirt mode while actively crying and Francis Capra as Eli “Weevil” Navarro is in a state of near-perpetual smolder. 

Interacting with Irate Principle? Flirt. Smolder.

Interacting with cute blonde detective? Flirt. Smolder.

Interacting with apparently entirely heterosexual male friends? Flirt. Smolder.

Interacting with random strangers? Flirt. Smolder.

Interacting with each other? YOU GUESSED IT.

Like, they’re in a state of more or less active feud for nearly the entire two seasons in which they interact, and they literally DO NOT HAVE A SCENE TOGETHER in which it would be implausible for them, at some point, to start making out.

I mean, even given Weevil’s aggressive heterosexuality and the fact that they have tried to kill each other and/or do varying amounts of damage to each other, they are so unable to stop flirting and smoldering that more than half their scenes together could plausibly be the start of a porno. Any scene that also contains Veronica, even more so.

Both characters, as written in canon, would be absolutely horrified to know this.

Happy 198th birthday to French lesbian artist Rosa Bonheur! Rosa is pictured here wearing a laurel wreath made for her by her American partner Anna Klumpke, when she commented to Anna that despite her many accolades (including the Legion of Honour presented to her by the French Empress  Eugénie) she had never received an American award. Rosa is buried side-by-side with Anna, wearing this crown.