#Ted Pearson

[call-me-oracle]

barbara gordon in birds of prey (1999) covers pt. 2

[stupidmakko]

first sketches

[fearwasalwaysanoption]

Average day at a public high school

Original image 👇

[jonathanfrokostblek]

I came back, just because there is no fandom in Spanish for dan vs and I miss this

[therealdanmandel]

an old video i made

[solitudeandseclusion]

hannah waddingham's rebecca welton and gina torres' jessica pearson would make such a good power couple

[sesiondemadrugada]

Conversations with a Killer: The Ted Bundy Tapes (Joe Berlinger, 2019).

[squash1]

a collection of gansey coded characters <3 !

stede bonnet — our flag means death / chidi anagonye — the good place / neil perry — dead poets society / milo thatch — atlantis: the lost empire / leslie knope — parks and rec / ted lasso — ted lasso / alan zaveri — russian doll / reynie muldoon — the mysterious benedict society / meg march — little women / orpheus — hadestown / arthur — arthur / randal pearson — this is us / christopher robin — winnie the pooh / amy santiago — brooklyn 99 / pablo — the backyardigans

[truthdogg]

This article is from 2018, but it’s extremely relevant today, because of how influential David Barton has been over the past five years since it was written. The change in tone from the right has shifted in that time as more and more of Barton’s followers have taken office and implemented his ideas.

One of the key elements of his phony mythology, for starters, is that the founders were divinely inspired evangelicals, and that they cannot be criticized whatsoever. From the article:

“It's also telling that so much of this revisionist American history is about blending Christianity with a very specific form of American (usually white) nationalism. Figures like Barton blend the idea that America is a "Christian country" with the idea that the only critiques of the Founding Fathers - that, say, they owned slaves or contributed to racial inequality - come from "politically correct" historians seeking to discredit America's great history for political ends.

“The founders double as hero-saints to Barton. Central to the idea that America was founded as a Christian nation is the idea that America was founded unproblematically; that only a return to this mythologized past will somehow solve perceived problems of structural inequality. "Real" America, in other words, is above criticism.”

This is the entire basis of DeSantis and others’ “anti-woke” and “anti-CRT” philosophy.

Further, watch out for any elected official claiming the US Constitution is divinely inspired. Whenever you hear it, you’re hearing a Barton-following Dominionist who should not hold political office.

And here the article explains just why so many Republicans are no longer hiding their complete & utter disdain for democracy itself:

“…Barton is among those who believe the ultimate goal for American government should be a Christian theocratic state, which is necessary to properly usher in the apocalyptic End Times. Dominionism takes many forms, …(n)evertheless, its fundamental principle is the same: Christians must work toward a theocratic state in which Christians are in control. Or, as current congressional candidate (and fellow Barton enthusiast) Rick Saccone said in an interview last year with Pastors Network of America, God wants Christians “who will rule with the fear of God in them, to rule over us.” ”

If you don’t recall, Saccone fortunately lost that election as well as the one after. (Thank you, Pennsylvania!) But others like him continue to win. Ron DeSantis and Ted Cruz are notable Dominionists, and even Donald Trump has publicly embraced these ideas. This worldview they share isn’t undermining their support; it’s why they have any. Republicans’ strongest supporters are with them because of these views, while so-called moderates like Mitt Romney, Adam Kinziger & others continue to lose party support. This is exactly why influential pastors like Robert Jeffress and David Jeremiah are such avid Trump campaigners, because they believe in Christian authoritarianism and believe that Trump can (and will) make it happen.

We need to be very clear about this. Today’s Republicans are mostly Barton-inspired fanatics at all levels, especially locally. This is why after Tennessee Republicans ejected Reps. Justin Jones and Justin Pearson, they were caught on tape claiming that they were personally at the forefront of a “war” for control of the nation.

Base Republicans believe this nonsense. That’s why the very next thing the Tennessee legislature did after that recording was made was vote to allow unlicensed concealed carry, because they want their soldiers armed if and when they are voted out of office. If you look at the collateral damage of their war—our now-daily mass murders—it’s easy to see what impact their belief is having. The fear and distrust these killings create serve their goals as well, as those are critical ingredients for any authoritarian regime.

If we don’t start paying attention to this poisonous religious & racist rhetoric, we will not be able to stop not only our daily violence, but the coming violence as well. January 6th is going to look like the tourist visit Republicans claim it was. This is urgent. The change in right-wing rhetoric from this 2018 article to today’s full-throated endorsement and implementation of its ideas should make that very clear.

[ngdrb]

Deadwood's Revenant

Step Into the Shadows of Deadwood

Deadwood—a town steeped in legend—holds its breath as Travis Pearson, reenactor of the infamous Wild Bill Hickok, finds himself ensnared in a historical riddle that blurs the lines between performance and reality, life and death. In the dim light of Saloon No. 10, amidst the applause for a well-recreated death, Travis feels a chilling resonance with his character that cannot be shaken. The echoes of the past, it seems, are not content to remain silent.

As unexplained deaths begin to shadow Deadwood once more, whispers of a resurgent curse sweep through the haunted streets. Travis, caught in the heart of the mystery, is forced to confront the possibility that he might be playing a role far beyond the saloon's stage. The pressure mounts when the discovery of an ancient diary links modern tragedies to historical vendettas, suggesting that the violence of the past is leeching into the present.

With each passing day, as the body count rises, Travis's dreams are invaded by the ghosts of Deadwood's storied inhabitants, blurring the lines between sleep and wakefulness, between history and horror. His friends, Ted and Charlie, stand by him, determined to help Travis unravel the mystery before the history he loves so dearly consumes him whole. But the closer they get to the truth, the more Travis begins to realize that the key to breaking the curse might require a sacrifice too personal to bear.

In a town where every shadow whispers of betrayal and every gust of wind carries the scent of long-buried secrets, Travis must navigate the treacherous waters of legacy and legend. Will he emerge into the light, or will he become another echo in the haunting of Saloon No. 10? Step into the shadows of Deadwood, where the past is alive, and history's dead refuse to rest.

The line between the past and present has never been so perilously thin. As Travis stands on the precipice of a discovery that could either liberate or destroy, Deadwood holds its breath, waiting to see whether salvation or damnation waits in the wings. Join Travis as he delves deep into the heart of a curse, where the stakes are life and death, and history itself hangs in the balance. and your favorite

Available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and your favorite book sites

[shelbbswrites]

who are some of your favorite tv characters

Octavia Blake (The 100), Peyton Sawyer (One Tree Hill), Kevin Pearson (This Is Us), Amelia Shepherd (Grey's Anatomy), Jamie Tartt (Ted Lasso), Santana Lopez (Glee), Stefan Salvatore and Klaus Mikaelson (The Vampire Diaries), Hayley Marshall (The Originals), Lois Lane (Smallville, Superman & Lois), Charlotte King (Private Practice), Inej Ghafa (Shadow and Bone), Kate Sharma, Eloise Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton (Bridgerton), Maddie and Buck Buckley (9-1-1)

I could go on and on and on.

[fearwasalwaysanoption]

So I watched the Revenge of the Nerds series yesterday

[thenwethrowitonthefire]

I was tagged by @nobodyorlando for two tag games and I'm going to put them into one post :) Thank you for tagging me!

Tag game number 1:

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better!

Last song: You're My Mate by Max Raabe & Palast Orchester (lmao beautiful)

Favourite colour: black, green, deep red, sunflower yellow

Currently reading: *Crowley voice* Do I look like I read books? (In all seriousness, I do read once in a while. It's just not often, I don't really like reading.)

Currently watching: a little bit in-between things but just finished yet another rewatch of Ted Lasso. (It's great.)

Last movie: it was probably Love & Revolution (Really good film, it's a bit like Pride. I would recommend it.)

Sweet, spicy or savoury: inspired by prev - sour. (Sweet and savoury are both good, never spicy.)

Relationship status: strictly friends with no benefits. (I would say that being friends *is* the benefit, but I'm very annoying so... Friends with detriments hehehe :>)

Current obsessions: Sparkstember & Ted Lasso.

Tea or coffee: chai latte or hot chocolate (with oat milk). (Caffeine is not my friend.)

Last thing I googled: photos of the band Japan to submit them for a band tournament.

Nine people to tag: anyone who observes this post may consider themselves tagged. (I've recently done this on another blog and tagged people there, I lose track of these things. I'll be tagging people for the second game below, but I guess do whichever you like :))

Tag game number 2:

10 characters, 10 fandoms

RULES: List your 10 favourite characters from 10 separate fandoms, then tag 10 people!

Crowley (Good Omens)

Lilith Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Izzy Hands (Our Flag Means Death)

Trent Crimm (Ted Lasso)

Shelley Byron (Doom Patrol)

Mary Wardwell (CAoS)

Lucienne (The Sandman)

Sgt Beverley (A League Of Their Own)

Val Pearson (BBC Uncle)

Gustav H. (The Grand Budapest Hotel)

For this one I'm tagging @dinkydiamond @cilogram @parts-of-me-unravelling @twosidedcherrytrees @devinwolfi @jimiscribif @robinwithay @thegraceofebonee @coraldonkey1102 @glissando24-7 and anyone who feels inspired. (No pressure, and if you prefer to do the first tag game instead of the second (or doing both) feel free!)

[jonathanfrokostblek]

I made an edit of our guapito

[landwriter]

Ten Books To Know Me

Rules: 10 (non-ancient) books for people to get to know you better, or that you just really like.

Tagged by @softest-punk, thank you for utterly derailing my afternoon into nostalgia <3 My problem is less not picking ancient books and more not picking exclusively Canadian and English children’s lit published between 1995 and 1999. (Still the first three picks all the same though because it is like, the opus within which my psyche is almost wholly contained.) This got long but I'm going to be very brave and not apologize about that at all. I love talking about books, and these are some of the books I love the most. In chronological order of arrival into my heart.

Some of the Kinder Planets - Tim Wynne-Jones This book has been a part of my life for so long I cannot remember when, exactly, I first read it - only that it was taken from my gran’s shelf; Tim had sent her a copy with a lovely inscription. It’s a short story collection which remains today (and forever) my favourite format. Ted Chiang’s Exhalation, Karin Tidbeck’s Jagannath, Karen Russell’s Orange World, Margaret Atwood’s Stone Mattress are all fabulous examples, stacked before me at my desk, but Some of the Kinder Planets itself lives (alongside my two most precious childhood stuffies) at my mum’s house, the safest place of all. The stories are kids being kids in the way you want to read as a kid yourself: clever and wondering and scared and brave. Special mention also to his Zoom trilogy, beautifully illustrated in black and white by Eric Beddows.

Skellig - David Almond Another book likely pilfered from my granny’s library. There’s a little magic in Some of the Kinder Planets, but here is ALL the magical realism, and it changed me. This book has a sickly bird-or-man-or-angel in a garage being nursed to health by a boy with an ill baby sister in hospital that he can’t help at all; the indelible image of surviving off bluebottles and then getting snuck Chinese takeaway and brown ale; nature and weird kids and William Blake poems. I will weep if I continue thinking about it.

[Not Any Book But Just A Lot Of Books] - Kit Pearson, Diana Wynne-Jones, Kenneth Oppel, Philip Pullman, Madeleine L’Engle, etc. Listen, I know this is an INSANE cop-out but if you know the authors you know more or less exactly what I mean. These are the books that made me more tender than I already was, made me believe in Good, and Kindness, and Love, in a totally immutable way I thankfully do not ever want to change, because I don’t think I could.

Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett My first introduction to Neil Gaiman, Terry Pratchett, and footnotes. Also one of the first books I did not simply pick up because it was Lying Around. I bought it because my older cousin listed it as one of her favourite books on Facebook, and she was (and is) impossibly, horribly cool. I was maybe 13 or 14 and wanted to be cool too. I’ve since read a smattering of Gaiman but I’ve yet to read Terry Pratchett on his own. I’d like to! I know I’d love it.

The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul - Douglas Adams Loaned to me by my best friend before we were best friends. It is, apparently, the second novel in the Dirk Gently series, and I remember nothing of it except a very good bit about a couch getting stuck in a stairwell; nonetheless it’s listed here because this is clearly actually a thinly disguised chronology of sentimentality, and also because Douglas Adams is a wonder and delight to read and I don’t need to fully remember the book to know that in my bones. I’m not sure if it’s fair but I’ll also blame Douglas Adams for my inability to be brief and to resist using semi-colons. Could’ve been someone else. But it was definitely someone English.

Sailing to Byzantium - W.B. Yeats This is not a book, but it was in my English Literature textbook in high school, so it counts. If it wasn’t, I would still count it. Why a sixteen year old girl connected with a poem that begins “That is no country for old men.” is irrelevant, as is every stanza but the third, which contains the fateful, ruinous lines: “Consume my heart away; sick with desire / And fastened to a dying animal / It knows not what it is;” I remember when I read it, and I remember the chill feeling of Yeats’ spectral hand reaching all the way from his grave in County Sligo, across the whole Atlantic and the enormous landmass called Canada, to reach into my chest and cruelly grab my own heart, and I remember thinking How, and Exactly. The first thing I read that named the strangeness I felt inside of me. The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost of all my teenage angst. Written on my bones to this day, if I’m being honest.

Hamlet - Shakespeare We got off on the wrong foot, after I was personally victimized by the line ‘Brevity is the soul of wit’, but I do love Shakespeare. I credit this to having an excellent teacher for it, and reading it aloud in a cohort of tryhards and musicians and theatre kids. A case of familiarity breeds...appreciation, actually. We did a lot of Shakespeare, but we were asked to learn 20 lines of Hamlet specifically, and rewrite them, marked down for every error. Forty lines for bonus marks. There was much grousing and it seemed like a cruel, outdated task of rote memorization, but writing this a decade later, I am belatedly realizing this was a sneaky way to get a bunch of kids to recite a soliloquy so much that they couldn’t help but find the life in it, the rhythm and meter to make it stick in our minds. And now look! I love it! I am writing fanfic in iambic pentameter! Wherefore art my fucking restraint!! I learned my lines so hideously well that when I pulled up the scene just now (2.2, from “Yet I, a dull and muddy-mettled rascal peak”), I a) noticed and b) was offended by, minute differences from the version I memorized, which I then searched out and knew the moment I found. Incredible?!  

Still Life With Woodpecker - Tom Robbins The most recent time I’ve read a work of fiction and been rearranged by it, at the tender age of 21. here I am, I wrote, in my journal, after a very good sob, happier and more rudderless than ever. This man writes with totally unfettered joy and unhinged sincerity, two things I am hopelessly into, but also with a deep distaste for institutions and conformity that I desperately needed back then: lost, returned from a year of magical realism and the sort of adulthood growth spurt that makes you feel dizzy, home and yet horribly missing the home I’d made for myself elsewhere, all my nearly-fulfilled ambitions towards security and prestigious government postings feeling sort of hollow and reeking in my hands. It comforted me that I wasn't wrong as much as it spilled my own guts into my hands, and while I went on for another year seeing things through, it planted a seed that quickly grew proper roots and pushed me right off the ledge of respectability. And it’s a love story, of course.

It’s his prose that sits glowing on the horizon to me when I try to write richly: a distant shore of orgiastic language (from which you can surely hear the wind-carried cries of people fucking day and night), towards which I, still shy and prudish, ever point my prow.

How to Be Happy - Eleanor Davis A comic collection. Sharp and wonderful and alive. Another Best Friend gift (bless those around us with impeccable taste), of which every single panel is MARVELOUS. I meant to share one of my favourites here but apparently it has! Gotten up and left!! I will buy another copy in hopes of coaxing it back out of wherever it’s hiding.

Down to Earth - Monty Don This did not rearrange anything. But it does give me a good hug about it, so to speak. A month-by-month gardening guide which is chock-full of brilliant, sensible advice, and also so cheerfully comforting in a highly specific English way that I actually feel like I’m drinking a cuppa whenever I read a page or two of it. It makes me think of my grandmother. And so we’ve come full circle, eh?

I hope some of you are now nodding thoughtfully and thinking, well, Chrissakes, that explains it. Very sorry, hope this helps, etc. Passing on the tag to @fancy-rock-dove, @chubsthehamster, @broomsticks, @wordsinhaled, @btwimkindagay, @hardly-an-escape, @xx-vergil-xx, @that-banhus, and anyone else who wants to expose themselves on main and chat about their fave books