deadpool 2 is an amazing movie and underrated as fuck and heres why:
- dc and marvel references
- “don’t make out with elvis” “dont make out with colossus”
- yukio and negasonic teenage warhead babes
- calling cable “one eyed willy” and “thanos”
- wade adressing that x-men is sexist and creating x-force
- “thats just lazy writing”
- the whole baby legs scene, before and after
- “why does do you wanna build a snowman from frozen sound suspiciously like papa can you hear me from yentel?” “wade gO HOME”
- they make it clear that wade is not straight and thats important
- peter
- the after credit scenes
- the whole soundtrack
- everything
cable’s “you remind me of my wife” while sensually and tenderly putting on lip balm and venom’s “you, eddie” when asked why he is somehow attached to earth have the same energy
listen, austism positivity is literally so important? i was diagnosed w “asperger’s” when i was 8, and although this is no longer a valid diagnosis (which is why i just identify w “autistic”), my family uses it all the time to try to prove to me that i’m not like those other autistic people. my entire childhood was my family trying to force me to adhere to “normal” social behavior, forcing me into social situations that pushed me to the verge of shutdowns and then punishing me when i retreated into myself, making fun of me for feeling a pillow when i was bored or to get to sleep (i realize now it was a stim but i threw it away when i was 15 despite knowing it would fuck up my ability to relax just to get them to shut the fuck up), scolding me for not having “common sense” and not “using my brain” (i’m obviously capable of using my brain as i was a straight a student from kindergarten until graduation), etc etc.
at the same time they told me i had “grown out of my asperger’s,” which is not only ridiculous, but it made me think that since i was “no longer autistic,” that these shortcomings were because i was stupid, incapable, all kinds of words i used to put myself down when i couldn’t get something right.
it wasn’t until i was about 19 and out of the house and in college that i realized no, i’m still autistic. and it took me even longer to realize that that’s okay. it’s more than okay. it’s who i am and what i am, and now that i have embraced it i am able to make accommodations for myself, and forgive myself when something isn’t going quite right.
the most disabling aspect of autism is not sensory overload, it’s not lack of sociality, it’s not needing to stimulate ourselves to keep relaxed. it’s how allistics treat us and refuse to let us speak and think for ourselves. we’re not “stupid”; other people just think we are.
please let autistic kids love themselves.
big cats playing
This isn’t just tigers obviously but I think it’s amazing how even though they aren’t the same species they recognise each other as a part of the cat family and play as they would with their own kin! So cute
Solidarity
…you guys…
Just read an excerpt from a productivity/goal setting book that concerned Tolkien.
His publisher mentioned that people wanted more about the hobbits after Tolkien published The Hobbit.
So Tolkien started another novel.
And apparently bounced between the depths of despair and the height of confidence for the entire process (he said that: “his ‘labour of delight’ had been ‘transformed into a nightmare.’”)
He gave up multiple times.
That book? Fellowship of the Ring.
You know what kept him going? C.S. Lewis’ support.
First lesson: if you’re stressing over your book, remember that Tolkien did too.
Second lesson: Writers have to support each other. Seriously. It might be the difference between a book that becomes beloved by hundreds of thousands (maybe even millions) even existing or not.
This is fair! This is so nice! I love this!
You know what else kept him going while he wrote Lord of the Rings? Well,
- having an income while he wrote, that he didn’t really have to work for. In fact, he held his dream job (Professor of Literature) with a full-time income, that came with a pleasant private office. He sat at work, for which he was being paid to do something else, and actively avoided doing his actual job while he pursued his own unrelated novel.
- having a stay-at-home wife to run his entire home and family for him.
- having servants…. that helps….
- having a large, pretty house within a pleasant 25-minute walk of work.
- never having to do:
- household maintenance
- laundry
- cooking
- cleaning
- Life Admin
- the not-fun gardening
- the not-fun childcare
- The work day of Men of His Time ended when they came home. Women of His Time, and Staff, existed to run the rest of his life. And that’s what they did. Jonald Ronald Rolkien Tolkien was the center of his household universe, which existed to support him in every possible way.
- Let’s be real: he was not the person who was up in the night with a teething baby. That was what the nanny was for, followed by the wife. It would have been unthinkable for a man of his time/class to do his own childcare.
- Actually, it’s worth noting that he had in particular a Very Intelligent Icelandic nanny, who lived in his house and looked after his four children all day, and was never given a holiday, and told the children lovely bedtime stories about trolls and the Icelandic Edda, and who provided a useful resource for the language and myth he used in LoTR, until his wife became too jealous.
- I mean, what could YOU do if you had that much support? Write an epic! probably!!
- Because nobody was forcing him to do anything, ever, he slept late and woke up late. sounds nice
- Tolkien did not do laundry. He did not cook meals. He did not clean the house. He did not wrestle rice pudding down the necks of his screaming babies, while calmly and lovingly answering his schoolchild’s questions. He wasn’t making a cake while talking to his boss on the phone and wiping up the dog’s sick. He did not spend hours every day in the process of keeping his home together, or sorting the affairs of his four children, or sorting out the wifi. The Care and Keeping of Tolkien was outsourced to wife, servants, scouts, assistants, waitstaff.
- He would have received free meals at work, although he usually walked home for lunch, where he was served food and alcohol that he took into his private study. but if he didn’t want to do that, Oxford profs of His Time could just get free lunch. He could ring a bell to be brought tea and snacks at work. And then he would go home and be served dinner.
- Going to the pub with his friends, who supported and admired him! Sure!
- not having to go home in the evening to his four toddlers and children, because he was a Man of His Times! and he could totally just spend evenings holed up in a pub with his admirers, because he was not required at home to help, or parent, or do anything in the home, except be served a glass of beer and go into his study.
- god, imagine spending hours in the pub on a work night with a bunch of highly qualified literature professors telling you how smart and lovely and amazing you are. heck YES you’d be encouraged.
- The Hobbit was already popular so it was probably quite helpful to know that while writing the next work.
- Working and writing in a place that is generally considered to be an inspiring setting for academia and literature. Want to write Elrond’s Council? Sit down at a beautiful old stone table and start writing about the table. Want to write about a tree? Go write under your favorite ancient tree in the Botanical Gardens. Want a snack? Ring a bell and a scout will bring you toast and a cup of tea.
- I mean, he wasn’t exactly spending his 40 hours a week under a manager’s baleful eye while he manned the self-checkouts at the Tesco in Coventry, or pumped gas for minimum wage in Montauk, scribbling notes into his phone. He floated around The City of Dreaming Spires, dreamily making art, while several people labored very hard so that he would be untroubled by Real Life while he floated.
Let’s be real. Tolkien’s literary accomplishments are very impressive, but he L I T E R A L L Y
was doing them on his work clock with the full support of a pit crew.
To be fair, I love the man. And I love the huffy apologism in the Tolkien Gateway: “Writing [The Fellowship of the Ring] was slow due to Tolkien’s perfectionism, and was frequently interrupted by his obligations as an examiner, and other academic duties.”
I’m ??? sorry that writing a novel on the company dime was frequently interrupted by occasionally having to do his job???? oh my god I love and hate this so much,
Dianna Wynne Jones, of Tolkien’s students at Oxford, commenting “of Tolkien, they said he was wasting his time on hobbits when he should have been writing learned articles…”
maybe because that’s what academics are SUPPOSED TO DO, it is their job,,,
He would also deliberately mumble incomprehensibly, ignoring his students, deliberately delivering terrible lectures, so that they would all go away; but Dianna actually wanted to receive some of the education she’d been promised:
“I imagine I caused Tolkien much grief by turning up to hear him lecture week after week, while he was trying to wrap his lectures up after a fortnight and get on with The Lord of the Rings (you could do that in those days, if you lacked an audience, and still get paid).”
God love the man! Deliberately teaching so badly because he planned to alienate his students and collect a paycheck! He would be flayed on social media for less, today. There would be news articles about the Lazy Professor. He would be fired, and buried, and dug up, and fired again.
In conclusion: yeah, CS Lewis was very encouraging and that helped immensely! But probably so did a secure income, freedom from chores and labor, and a crew of support staff. Who knows what we might do, if we all had that kind of encouragement. We’d probably be very productive.
Depictions of Sibyl and Aeneas in the Underworld
i) attr. john martin. c. 1800
ii) jacob isaaczs van swanenburg, 1600
iii) jan brueghel the younger, c 1630
eddie brock is a millennial
• unemployed
• anxiety
• big issues w big pharma
• alien fucker
• everyone is constantly pleading w him to get some sleep
• doctors r begging him to go to a hospital
• alien possesses him & ends up actually improving his quality of life
• nothing in freezer but chicken nuggets
• knows security guard is just doing his job, understandable, have a nice day
• talks 2 self in inappropriate situations
