“I thought everyone knew.”
“People know less than you give them credit for, and what they think they know is often wrong. That’s why I don’t like to rely on gossip. …I know it’s none of my business,” Carl added, “but I have to admit, I’m curious. And—to make myself sound just a little less abhorently selfish—I really do believe it helps to talk things out.”
He might be right. It might be good to talk to someone who wasn’t walking on eggshells to avoid upsetting her like her parents, or veiling their disappointment in her with sisterly concern like Leonor. A friend.
She began, slowly at first, with dinner at the Campbell’s. Carl was a good listener, absorbing her words quietly but not impassively, speaking up only to encourage her to continue.
“I never meant for him to leave his wife,” she insisted. “I didn’t mean for any of it to happen. I was upset, and it just did.”
Carl nodded. “That story of Anna’s really shook you up, hm?”
“I guess so.”
“What happened with Anna’s lover—from what I’ve heard, it sounds a lot like what happened with Miguel’s father.”
It still hurt to think about Griff. “I’ve never been able to make sense of it. I keep thinking that one day it will all click into place, and I’ll understand what was going through Griff’s head that night. How he could propose to me and then run off the very next day. It just doesn’t make sense. Even if he was having doubts.” Citlali swallowed the painful lump that had risen in her throat. “Sometimes I wonder if there was something else, something he didn’t mention. Something that could explain why he had to leave without telling me, why he was acting so strangely—“
“Acting strangely how?” It was the first time Carl had interrupted her.
“Just… withdrawn. Anxious. The night before he disappeared it felt like things changed in an instant. We were talking, and then suddenly it was like he couldn’t wait to get away from me. And then, the next day, he wouldn’t talk to me, wouldn’t see me at all. And the day after that, he was gone.”
“And what else?” Carl pressed, eyes lit up with an unsettling gleam. The intensity that had entered his voice scared her. “Did you notice anything else unusual? Anything you couldn’t explain at the time?”
Citlali hugged her knee to her chest, a shiver passing through her. “Like what? I don’t… what are you suggesting?” She couldn’t keep a note of wariness out of her voice.
Carl’s demeanor changed so quickly that she almost believed she’d imagined the fire in his eyes, the stiff set of his jaw. His features rearranged themselves into their familiar mild lines, his expression one of sympathy and apology.
“I’m so sorry, Citlali,” he said. “It wasn’t my intention to dredge up painful memories, or imply anything about Griff’s disappearance. You get used to hearing some pretty fantastical stories on the road... I guess I got carried away. The fact is, I’m too nosy for my own good. It can be handy in my line of work, but it can also make me an insensitive ass. Please accept my apology.”
“No... It’s OK. I understand,” she said slowly. She was eager to forget the uneasy feeling Carl’s questions had raised in her. “Part of me wants to believe that Griff had a good reason for leaving, or even that he didn’t go willingly, because that would mean he didn’t leave because of me. But what reason could there be? I have to stop trying to think up excuses for him.” She smiled wanly at her own foolishness.
“It’s just... I thought he was my soulmate,” she continued. “Maybe that sounds silly to you, but we practically grew up together. I think I had a crush on him from the first time I met him. ...Do you believe in soulmates?”
“Not as such.”
Citlali waited, but he seemed content to leave it at that. “Why not?”
He gave a short laugh. “You’re a little bit nosy yourself, you know. Maybe that’s why we get along. ...Well, I guess the idea of a predetermined soulmate just never resonated with me. I was almost married once—surprised? Ha. It was a long time ago. It doesn’t matter.
“In my experience, there always comes a time when two people who love each other have to decide whether to or not they want to keep loving each other. And not just once. Every time things get hard. To me, real love isn’t finding the perfect person for you and living happily ever after. It’s choosing to keep trying.”
Citlali thought about that. “That’s not very romantic. Or... maybe it is. In a way. Something about choosing someone over and over is kind of nice. ...I don’t know. Maybe believing in soulmates is stupid.”
“I didn’t say that,” Carl said gently. “I could be wrong, too. Maybe only the Watcher knows. ...But here, there’s no reason you should be forced to listen to an old man rambling on about love. I’ve probably kept you away for too long as it is. We should head back.”
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I feel the need to periodically remind people that Idiocracy is a eugenics movie.
One of the things that eugenicists believe is that it is bad for society when the “wrong people” breed.
The entire premise of the movie is that “stupid people” kept having kids while “smart people” didn’t have kids, and it ruined society because stupid genes propagated while smart genes died out. This is eugenics propaganda.
I know people will read this and their response will be “actually it’s satire” but the movie isn’t satirizing eugenics. It’s satirizing anti-intellectualism, and consumerism, and it proposes eugenics as a solution.
When eugenics was first conceived, it was used as a way to justify inequality. The idea was that people who held privilege were able to do so because they were smarter and genetically superior to lazy and stupid people who don’t have privilege. Obviously this is bad and wrong, but it is also the core lesson of Idiocracy.
The movie literally ends with the main character becoming president and having “the smartest children in the world.” Because he and his wife have smarter genes than everyone else. The proposed solution for the things that Idiocracy is satirizing is for the smart people to have children that can be in charge of the world.
I know it’s fun to use this movie to dunk on anti-intellectualism and the MAGA movement, but we need to stop. When you quote and reference this movie you are spreading eugenics propaganda.
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hey gang. reader of Posts here.
you see how the ALT button obscures the text? This is what every post with this setup looks like on mobile; on desktop, the button is more see-through until you hover over it, but not so on phone! While you can tap to open the image, it's an extra step (and then the image has to load...) and it's frustrating to do for, say, every single image in a web weaving post. What you as the post author can do instead...
BAM! Now the text is legible from the get-go, and still has ALT text for accessibility. All I did was added a little white space in the bottom left corner. and it only took about 2 minutes on my phone! I am. gently begging people to do this
[Image ID: two screenshots of tags that read, "#and I'd rather be doing something I enjoy than giving myself a repetitive stress injury scrubbing the shower". In the first image, the alt button largely obscures the words "than" and "scrubbing." In the second image, the text is the same, but the alt button now sits below it, so the entire passage is legible. /end ID]
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Recently I found a list I made several months ago of Big Mama words that she uses in canon, so I thought I'd share it. (Note: this is not complete and the notes on meaning/use are limited by what I guessed from context.)
Biddily-boo: auction, bidding
Bimbally bugs: no particularly new meaning, her way of saying bugs
Contrapulation: complex object, contraption
Crackadoo: mess, disturbance
Dimbally door: no particularly new meaning, her way of saying door
Fantumptuous: very good, fabulous, amazing
Fizzy-winkle: mess, chaos
Fuggy-doodles: thieves
Hollydoo: apparently a sort of limb
Malutacious monsters: positive apparently
Meddle-doos: meddlers, irritants
Oh, giggily-pin: exclamation
Scramulent: good, pleasing (occasionally used sarcastically)
Scrumbulent: good, pleasing
Silly-billy: silly
Skanktonious: stinky, repulsive
Tissle-tassle: problem, possibly a little issue that gets bigger
Thrashy-diddle: fight
And I organized them alphabetically because it was fun. If anyone has more, feel free to add!
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DPXDC CFAU Headcanon: Ghostspeak Edition
Ghosts in the Infinite Realms who saw Jason and Danny together called them "luzdra", a term in ghost speak that directly translates into the words "shared soul". It's literal definition is; "two ghosts with a bond so deep that it was as if they had split their souls in half and given one to the other", but in general it just means two ghosts with a profound, indescribable bond.
Luzdrus is the singular form of the word, and refers to only one ghost in the bond. While "luzdra" is plural and either refers to both of them together, or the relationship as a whole. It depends on the context of the conversation and who they're saying it to.
There is no romantic, platonic, or familial connotation behind the word. It just means "someone who shares a deep bond with someone" and can be between anyone.
It also does not mean soulmate, and if you say that you'll be corrected. Soulmates implies that their bond was destined by the universe, luzdra are two people who developed and built that bond themselves. It's a relationship forged between two (or more) people.
Some of Danny's rogues -- like Kitty and Johnny, who might've seen the two together and are possibly luzdra themselves -- still call him 'luzdrus' even after Jason's disappearance from the Zone. Danny doesn't know how to feel about it.
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