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Jesse L. Martin as Joe West acting appreciation post

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Writing a novel when you imagine all you stories in film format is hard because thereâs really no written equivalent of âlens flareâ or âslow motion montage backed by Gregorian choirâ
You can get the same effect of a lens flare with close-detail descriptions, combined with breaks to new paragraphs.
Your slow-motion montage backed by a Gregorian choir can be done with a few technques that all involve repetition.
First is epizeuxis, the repeating of a word for emphasis.
Example:
Falling. Falling. Falling. There was nothing to keep Marie from plunging into the rolling river below. She could only hope for a miracle now, that she would come out alive somehow despite a twenty-foot drop into five-foot-deep water.
Then thereâs anaphora, where you write a number of phrases with the same words at the beginning.
There were still mages out there living in terror of shining steel armor emblazoned with the Sword of Mercy.
There were still mages out there being forced by desperation into the clutches of demons.
There were mages out there being threatened with Tranquility as punishment for their disobedience, and the threats were being made good upon.
Mages who had attempted to flee, but knew nothing of the outside world and were forced to return to their prison out of need for sustenance and shelter.
Mages who only desired to find the families they were torn from.
Mages who only wanted to see the sun.
This kind of repetition effectively slows the pace of your writing and puts the focus on that small scene. Thatâs where you get your slow pan. The same repetition also has a subtle musicality to it depending on the words you use. Thatâs where you get the same vibe as you might get from a Gregorian choir.
Damn I made relatable reblog- bait post and writer Tumblr went hard with it. This is legitimately very good advice.Â
For more neat tricks (aka figures of rhetoric) like epizeuxis and anaphora, read THE ELEMENTS OF ELOQUENCE by Mark Forsyth. Itâs both educational and delightful, not to mention overflowing with wry wit. Great book.Â
Holy shit.
i think a big thing that disconcerts adults about learning new skills is that learning as an adult means you are very aware of how bad you are at the beginning in a way children arenât.
i picked up the saxophone when i was 11 and played until i was about 17. by the end of it i was first chair in our highest ensemble, a district honor band player, etc. but at the beginning â and this is important â i was bad. for the first year or so, i had no rhythm, i couldnât make my tongue line up with my fingers, i was consistently sharp, etc. etc. other kids actually made fun of me for my lack of skill.
but 11 year old me didnât care. 11 year old me practiced, but she also thought that being able to play the pink panther made her incredible (i shudder in retrospect). i mean, i was aware i wasnât a master, but my skill level didnât deter me from wailing out those notes in a way that iâm sure had my band director questioning his career decisions.
right now, iâm trying to pick up the guitar. itâs a very different instrument from the saxophone, and i struggle a lot with things like strumming patterns and barre chords. and sometimes i donât want to play, because i know iâm bad at guitar. and sometimes i beat myself up when stumbling through a poor acoustic rendition of Everybody Wants to Rule the World because itâs not how i want it to sound. and itâs made even more frustrating because i can navigate the saxophone so smoothly.
but then i remember that i have to think like a kid. i might not be the best at guitar by any stretch of the imagination, but every little bit of progress is still progress. humility is a big part of learning, but if you treat a practice session like your own private concert, it becomes so much more fun, even if youâre bad like i am. Â when youâre first picking up a skill, whether it be an instrument, or a language, or a fine art, no one is expecting you to be the yo yo ma of that thing. forget about how little you know about the skill and think instead about how much you have to learn â thatâs fun! do your best!!
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This is currently my hair.
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do u ever think back on old conversations with people and think âoh! foreshadowing. that was real life foreshadowing.â
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Because April 1st is coming up, I feel the need to mention that my blog will not contain âscreamersâ of any sort. No sounds or noises unexpected, no âflashersâ, no âjump scaresâ; none of that nonsense
weâre literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why canât everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything
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â In August, 1968, the country was still reeling from the assassination of Martin Luther King four months earlier, and the race riots that followed on its heels. Nightly news showed burning cities, white flight, radicals and reactionaries snarling at each other across the cultural divide.
âA brand new childrenâs show out of Pittsburgh, which had gone national the previous year, took a different approach. Mr. Rogerâs Neighborhood introduced Officer Clemmons, a black police officer who was a kindly, responsible authority figure, kept his neighborhood safe, and was Mr. Rogerâs equal, colleague and neighbor.
âAround the first anniversary of Martin Luther Kingâs death, Mr. Rogers invited Officer Clemmons to join him in soaking their tired feet in a plastic wading pool. And there they were, brown feet and pasty white feet, side by side in the water. Silently, contemplatively, without comment.
â25 years later, when the actor playing Officer Clemmons retired, his last scene on the show revisited that same wading pool, this time reminiscing. Officer Clemmons asked Mr. Rogers what heâd been thinking during their silent interlude a quarter century before. Fred Rogersâ answer was that heâd been thinking of the many ways people say âI love you.â
- Carl Aveniâs FB page
Mr Rogers was one of the good ones.
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Considering the fraught and painful history of excluding black people from swimming pools in that era, there is no way this wasnât a very pointed commentary to the people who were being exclusionary. Â This was a specifically chosen visual.
Itâs not a fuck-you.  Mr. Rogers didnât do fuck-yous.  But it was a clear, decisive, pointed statement.  It was more than just showing inclusion; it was a deliberate response to what was going on in the world.  This was him saying âyou can do better.  We can all do better.  What you are doing is wrong.â  This was a sweet, simple, and relatable thing to show little kids, to give them a view of a black man as kind and professional and a trusted adult â but also a lovely and strong statement to their parents and to the world.
It could have lost him his show, or at least his national distribution. Â It could have gotten him attacked both in the news and personally in person, but he did it anyway. Â I wish I knew if he ever talked about this, and how aware he and the show producers were of the statement this made.
Man, do we need more Fred Rogers in the world.
I feel like the key White Pathology that explains Trump is this idea that everything in life is graded on a curve, not just wanting to have good things, but to have MORE of those things than other people. A pathology thatâs both the opposite of stronger together and the opposite of the Lake Wobegon Effect. Â A hypothetical Trump voter (especially the white woman voter who unexpectedly swung Trump) wants her child to go the BEST school. Â She doesnât want the schools in Detroit to improve because then her childâs school will be less dramatically BEST. Â Or the Trump voter who is making a fine amount of money, owns his own business, own his own home, but feels that the success of the Pakistani-American engineer who lives down the street lessens his own success in some way. Â It might even be more satisfying to see things get worse overall, as long as they get More Worse for other people.
Iâm not saying I know how to combat it, but I guess it starts with naming it.
I can personally testify that a lot of people who tend to vote Republican in general have this weird-to-me tendency to fret about the possibility that someone, somewhere might be getting money, resources, or a lucky break that they âdonât deserve.â This is different from the worry that a less âdeservingâ person might take something away from a more âdeservingâ person. Even if no one loses anything, and thereâs plenty to go around, theyâll get worried and indignant that someone might get more than they âdeserve.â Itâs even more bizarre that members of this group often have stated theological beliefs that seem completely at odds with that attitude.
this makes me think a lot about Weber and the growth of capitalism-as-ethics in the wake of the Reformation.
for those unfamiliar, Max Weber was an early sociologist who posited that modern capitalism grew out of the psycho-social conditions created in western Europe by the destruction of the pervasive institutions of the Catholic church. his thesis was that prior to the Reformation, people were comfortable in the assurance of their salvation as long as they received the sacraments of the church and acted (more or less) under its authority. but with the security of the Catholic hierarchy and claim to One True Churchness gone, most people did not have a sufficiently developed personal spirituality to feel assured of salvation anymore. this was particularly acute amongst Calvinists because of the belief that God had already predestined who was going to Heaven and who was going to Hell- but there was no formal institution to tell you that you were deffo predestined for Heaven, no worries buddy, so you had to find ways to constantly reassure yourself.
and of course if you were one of Godâs Chosen Elect, your life would surely be pretty great, and youâd be rich- or at least better off than those bad awful sinners who were born going to Hell. so you worked hard and made your work a spiritual calling, and you werenât profligate with your money because you needed it to prove you were living the blessed life of the elect. and eventually accumulating money became an ethical end in itself, intertwined with other aspects of virtue- this was a big thing for Benjamin Franklin, amongst other major figures in the founding history of the USA. this also went hand-in-hand with disdain for the kinds of charitable practices that are central to Catholicism- if a person was poor, it was a sign of their non-electness, and they deserved to stay that way. the whole system requires that some peoplesâ lives are shit, because then otherwise how can you be sure whoâs going to Heaven?
and the same principles apply to white supremacy. it was easy to be confident and comfortable in your belief in the inherent superiority of white people when you had vast social institutions backing you up. in the Jim Crow south, you could be a poor as shit white person, but at least you got to drink from the âwhites onlyâ fountain. but now those institutions are gone or going, and despite every effort against them people of colour are clawing their way to economic and social equality.Â
thereâs nothing left to reassure the white supremacist. they canât look at the corridors of political power and feel a bit better, because the head of state is a highly-educated black guy. they canât even go the Calvinist route and pile up a big soothing stack of money, because you canât tell by looking whoâs Godâs Deserving Elect, but you sure as hell notice when a black family moves into your suburb and are driving a nicer car than you do.
but if you can fuck yourself over in a way that you can be dead certain is going to fuck over people of colour worse, well, that just proves you were right all along, huh? now youâve got more money than that black family, even if all of you are worse off.
tl;dr: requiring there to be people worse off than you as proof of your innate superiority is one of the founding socio-ethical principles of the USA and Protestant societies in general, which maps neatly onto the white supremacist need for people innately inferior to you to be worse off.
I think thereâs a lot more to be said about Weber, Calvinism, and the development of white supremacy as an ideology, but I am no longer an academic so
On that topic, hereâs an excerpt from an article published in the local legal press recently:
Lee is described by The American Lawyer as âone of the countryâs top intellectual property litigators.ââŚ
Lee, who is of Chinese descent but whose family has been in the US since 1948, recounted how he was filling his Mercedes-Benz SUV when a man approached him and asked how he could afford such a car. The man also reportedly said Lee was not welcome in the US.