I have notes muted on the "must a story have conflict" post but it just ended up on my dash organically again and I cannot subject myself to reading the tags long enough to find the origin of it, but I am shaking hands with everyone roasting whoever tried to use Le Guin's carrier bag theory of fiction as counterevidence. That essay is literally like... exactly the point of my post. It's literally about whose daily problems and struggles we view as legitimate conflict worth narrating. Plot does not equal conflict and conflict does not equal fighting or violence. Oh my god.
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Me: Okay, I think I'm ready to dip my toes in the Twitter feed. Maybe I get to see some nice mutual art :)
(First tweet is about how colonialism affected our relationship with our mother tongue, shaming other Filipinos that they're not Filipino enough for not learning how to speak Tagalog)
Me, being raised to speak English but got made fun for it by the same people who raised me: ... okay :')
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the poly drama going on these last few months is enough to make me want to never date again never enmesh myself with anyone in any capacity ever again at all, like this is actually kinda traumatizing and i just don't get a break from it bc ppl keep doing the dumbest most dubious shit that I'd expect from 17 year olds and absolutely fucking killing me in the process
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100% feel like I got hit by a hex during this trip; high pitched obnoxious loud ringing coming from bathroom vent (bathroom: functionally doorless) (cause of ringing: undetectable), sounded once earlier at 10:45, went off on its own after I went down to the lobby to ask about it, then came back at 12:52am as I lay trying not to think about minuscule invisible bed bugs (unlikely, but brain will not turn off). continued for another hour at least, until I went down to the lobby again at 2:00am. guy at desk was lovely, counting my blessings for that, currently trying to figure out a possible room change for me if no one shows up to claim another room by 3am, ringing noise gone when I come back up to the room again but it’s burned into my ears now and lobby won’t answer the phone for me to tell him it stopped
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Some Batman: Telltale thoughts
[this is a Batman Telltale critical post, ye be warned.]
So. There are perhaps no words in the english language to describe with how stupid i feel right now.
I started Telltale Batman because i thought that it's one of the more distinct unconventional Batman narratives that would let you have a more interesting, complex and nuanced relationship between Bruce and Joker— the game even lets you bring all of Bruce's sincere hypocrisy and sentimental selfishness to the surface and have him admit that yes, he can fight the rogues gallery because it takes a madman to know a madman; to love a madman. For a moment i geniunely thought that i can escape the everpresent shadow of DC hays code in the freakshow funhouse that is Batman comics, i thought Telltale had done something different.
But telltale's approach to The Enemy Within is so flaky and flimsy and timid at best— such noncommittal twist on themes of pain and grief. They take on a hefty plotline, "what does it take to actually fight through evil and be surrounded by it? How long does it take before your resolve and your selfhood cracks? When you lose the mask, which one did you truly lose— The ideal persona, the superhero, the crusader, or the person underneath, the casket that holds all your humanity and your heart and your hopes? How long can you stare onto the abyss before it stares onto you?" It's indeed a very Nietzsche approach to Batman— except that a good Nietzsche narrative takes a lot of intentional plot points and honesty of thought and of heart. And Telltale doesn't commit, not to Bruce's characterization, and not to any other character, and definitely not to Joker's journey in any variation of it. The existence of the Vigilante route is useless on every front; Joker is going to turn into a villain anyway, just with a different hello kitty eyeshadow palette and an extra bland consolation lollipop. No good choice Bruce makes on Joker's behalf affects anything whatsoever, and i particularly love the "community and friendship and sympathy do not help the mentally ill and all that ever works is punishment and shock therapy and confinement and loneliness" message the vigillante route puts on the table, charming charming status quo commandments from DC as always.
Telltale Batman could only be revolutionary if it had dared to break comic convention and let the vigillante route play out like Selina and Bruce's relationship always does; very grey morality, irrational, full of tension and trust, unstable, intriguing, inexcusable, irreversible, unavoidable and heartfelt, human. But we can't have nice things in batmanverse, so both Joker routes run on stuck gears and topple and fall into a predictable narrative hole that neither Bruce nor Joker can claim out of.
And on the predictable front? this story is too lukewarm to be a good time for me personally. When you get 84 Batman comics per minute every other Tuesday, all ending the same way no matter whatever the fickity happens inbetween, you have to pull no punches. This is my 53368532th Batman-with-tragic-batjokes-implications read of the week, say something new or forever hold your blue-balling silence, i dont care.
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Ruth, faithful in love and service, pray for us!
"Naomi then said, 'Look, your sister-in-law has gone back to her people and to her god. Go home, too; follow your sister-in-law.'
But Ruth said, “Do not press me to go back and abandon you! Wherever you go I will go, wherever you lodge I will lodge. Your people shall be my people and your God, my God."
Ruth 1: 15-16
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Every so often I am reminded of that one comment in Nora's cover of Nana Triste that said something like: "guys I translated the lyrics to English using Google and she says Alejandro is her child and she's going to take care of him 🩷"
The song laments an abusive relationship, and ends with the sentiment: "I curse you, because I never should have been the mother of a child who isn't mine."
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