#draagposting

I’m thinking about. Medical treatment as a means of institutional control. We know that DRAAG is brainwashing The Vocalist, turning them into a puppet. Maybe they’re bringing them back to life over and over. We know on the surface what they’re doing. It’s exaggerated, cartoonish. The Vocalist is tortured, frankensteined, reanimated, while his sweetly sadistic nurse looks on. But there’s more to this, not just the movie villainy but the subtleties of the application of medicine and how it interacts with totalitarianism. Proximity to fame and power begets both better care and more intense observation. Become famous, become a symbol. Gain privilege, of a sort. Probably eat well. Be studied. Play for the dictator, get fed, get a place to sleep, be watched. Turn them down and starve but maybe get left alone. Louis XIV of France was examined by his doctors twice a day. His intimate medical problems made the palace news. Power and fame begets privilege begets assists begets a lot more people in your business. The Vocalist does their best and advances and makes their nurse happy and only ever gets more watched, more documented, more observed. Every want. Every sniffle. Every unspoken twitch in their stomach when they put on their boots and their pants and wish they were a skirt. Every statement they say under duress to their Ministry Approved Therapist. Every dream of being a girl. Every dream of being free. Every fantasy. They’re watching they’re always watching ever closer and you believe, don’t you? You’re loyal, aren’t you? You respect the Natural Order of society, don’t you? Your nurse loves you. She’s watching you. She knows everything about you. And it’s normal, isn’t it?

its driving me crazy how the big sign during teenagers says "Gentleman Castle", but there's a moment on screen where it says "Castle Gentleman" in english, which implies that keposhka's grammar system uses possessive nouns differently than english!!