#lector ideal

[ninfamusa]

Extracto de libro "Lecturas sobre lectura" (2014), de Alberto Manguel. Capítulo dedicado a la disertación sobre el lector ideal.

[sashayed]

I haven't said as much about electoral politics this year as I have in previous cycles, because I am exhausted like everyone else and have nothing new or helpful to add. That is still true, so caveat lector I guess lmao!!! Happy American Election Day Fellow Sufferers!!

I have been experiencing an internal backlash the last few years to my extremely Sorkinpilled D.C. private school upbringing -- my childhood spent as a kind of convent schoolgirl in the faith of The System Is Good If We All Participate, which of course has a uhhh let's say generously a minimal engagement with the ways in which many of us are by design shut out of participating. I don't think idealism is necessarily childish, but I think MY idealism certainly has childish qualities, an undergirding of 90s feel-goodism, of civic participation as a subtle ego stroke and of voting -- although I would never have consciously put it this way -- as a way to feel superior to people who don't vote.

Lately there has bubbled up in me a sludgy, adolescent fury at this whole stupid country that has made it very very hard to feel like I should do even the bare minimum. For these people? AMERICANS? The ones that not only want Donald Trump to be president but saw what happened the first time and were like, We love this, do it again but worse? Whatever, fuckos. "I hope you people get your dearest wish and it chews you to death slowly," I may have thought.

I have also thought: why is it so controversial to ask elected officials to stop funding a genocide? Why are we treating people who make that ask, who are watching the current administration directly fund death on a mass scale and objecting to that choice, as if they are being babies and just need to get over it? How are they supposed to get over it? Why is anybody over it?

Anyway all this means that I, a known chipper door-knocker and caller of congresspeople, have been pretty low-key this current cycle. I think that is OK. I don't want to make this a big dramatic confessional about how I didn't write enough postcards or whatever. We all get exhausted and this was my turn.

But it has also been an illuminating cycle in that it's made it clear to me how much at my big age I still want politics to make me feel good, and when they don't, I still have the urge to throw a lil tantrum about it! I can get very superior and intellectual about how right-wing operatives manipulate their voters emotionally WITHOUT EVEN NOTICING that I too have been manipulated, in my case into the feeling that nonparticipation is a kind of revolutionary act.* Just absolute "I threw it on the GROUND" logic happening inside my head. "Maybe if I don't vote I will be doing Quiet Quitting, which is uhhhhh anticapitalist." I'm not a part of your system!!!

Anyway, I am trying to have self-compassion about it, and one way for me to do that is to project my internal experience onto a theoretical reader. That would be you, my imaginary friend who clicked on this post for some reason even though you have already decided not to vote! I just want to tell you that I am more sympathetic to your point of view than I have ever been in my whole life, and I'm sorry I have historically been a glib, holier-than-thou asshole about it in ways that may actually have made you MORE resistant to civic participation.

And you're right: it doesn't make that big a difference whether I personally vote or not, or whether you do. But if there are hundreds of us, and I think there are, then each of those people individually do starts to matter.

I guess I would humbly request that you and I both pay attention to what people who need help are actually asking for. I would ask that we both notice who wins when we abdicate this single responsibility. I would remind us both that participating in the electoral process is not some kind of weird either-or with participating in decentralized community building and mutual aid, and the best people we know do both. Isn't it interesting that somehow, insidiously, without even consciously becoming aware of this belief, we have started to think that you can only do one or the other? Who is telling us that story? Who does it serve?

Anyway. I took the stupid 90 minute round trip to my polling place which was VERY hot for some reason and I stood in the stupid line and some babies waved at me and I cast my vote for Kamala Harris and I'm glad I did it in the same way I'm glad after I do the dishes or take a stupid shower. Doing work doesn't always feel like anything. I also saw a really wonderful small black and white dog that I thought was a cat on a leash. I would not have seen that dog if I hadn't gone to vote. So politics can still make you feel good!!!

*I mean all this analysis is cute and everything BUT ALSO i did switch antidepressants twice in the last year, an astonishingly grueling process that almost made me [affect the trout population]. Could these things be related? hmmmmmmm, don't understand the question, won't respond to it.

[la-chacha-gris]

S2-03/The philosopher prostitutes, a centuries-old archetype

Do you remember any highly erotic story whose protagonist was a woman engaged in professional sex? Was it divided into passages, and were these sexual encounters with very different clients? You've come across the centuries-old literary device of the philosopher prostitute. I thought it interesting to explore it because it has traces of subversion of the macho social order, despite its intended audience. To that end, I've excerpted this text by Naif Yehya, which you can find below if you click "continue reading."

Temp 2ª Cap 3/Las prostitutas filósofas, un arquetipo centenario

¿Recuerdan alguna historia con gran carga erótica cuya protagonista fuera una mujer dedicada al sexo profesional? ¿Estaba dividida en pasajes y estos eran encuentros sexuales con clientes muy distintos? Toparon ustedes con el viejo recurso literario de la prostituta filósofa, que tiene siglos. He creído interesante tratarlo porque tiene unas trazas de subversión al orden social machista a pesar de sus destinatarios, y para ello he extractado este texto de Naif Yehya que tenéis a continuación si le dais a 'seguir leyendo'

One of the most subversive contributions of pornography has been certain representations of women as protagonists. Among the fundamental characters of modern pornography is the independent, determined, economically stable, and socially successful woman, who serves as a scathing observer of society. Through her eyes, we see the social order ridiculed, the weaknesses of those in power exposed, and the fragility of institutions and the hypocrisy of law enforcement revealed. These idealized, vivacious, and sensual observers, who began to proliferate in 17th-century pornographic works, were inventions of (male) writers who admired female sexuality.

Una de las aportaciones más subversivas de la pornografía han sido ciertas representaciones de la mujer como protagonista de las historias. Entre los personajes fundamentales de la pornografía moderna está la mujer independiente, determinada, económicamente estable y socialmente exitosa, que sirve como observadora mordaz de la sociedad. A través de sus ojos vemos ridiculizado el orden social, expuestas las debilidades de quienes detentan el poder y revelada la fragilidad de las instituciones y la hipocresía de la aplicación de la ley. Estas observadoras idealizadas, vivaces y sensuales, que comienzan a proliferar en las obras pornográficas del siglo XVII, eran invenciones de escritores (hombres) que admiraban la sexualidad femenina.

Authors resorted to using philosopher prostitutes to guide the reader through the territory of sexuality, breaking the taboo (though not completely destroying it, as it remains to a certain extent in force today) that women cannot think, much less speak aloud, about sex. For this reason, the female voice made the story more transgressive and aggressive. It is largely due to the successful books of Andréa de Nerciat, author of, among others, The Devil in Body (1803), that pornographic stories of the late 18th century adopted the female narrative voice. The narratives in works such as Fanny Hill [more HERE] had a realistic and didactic tone. Much of the fascination these novels provoked lay in their presumed realism and the possibility of believing that these women actually existed.

Los autores recurrían a usar prostitutas filósofas para guiar al lector por el territorio de la sexualidad, rompiendo el tabú (aunque no destruyéndolo del todo, ya que en la actualidad sigue hasta cierto punto vigente) de que la mujer no puede pensar ni mucho menos hablar en voz alta de sexo. Por esta razón la voz femenina hacía al relato más transgresor y agresivo. Se debe en buena medida a los exitosos libros de Andréa de Nerciat, autor entre otras de Le diable au corps (1803), que los relatos pornográficos de finales del siglo XVIII hayan adoptado la voz narrativa femenina. Las narraciones en obras como Fanny Hill [más AQUÍ], tenían un tono realista y didáctico. Buena parte de la fascinación que provocaban estas novelas radicaba en su presunto realismo y en la posibilidad de creer que esas mujeres en realidad existían.

The pornographer or libertine almost invariably discussed sex by celebrating the potency of the penis in anecdotes that were nothing more than male erotic fantasies intended to stimulate a reader who was almost always male. These women have little to say about the female body or its sensations, other than responding to men's actions, although in these fictions the pursuit of female pleasure is often the motivation for their actions. These stories presented testimonies, apocryphal or not, of revolutionary women who had shaken off the chains of male power. The sheer subversive potential of these ideas made the philosopher prostitutes revolutionary. Sexuality was the means through which these women acquired power and a place in a society that tended to consider women invisible.

La pornógrafa o la libertina disertaba sobre sexo casi invariablemente celebrando la potencia del pene en anécdotas que no eran más que fantasías eróticas masculinas destinadas a estimular a un lector que casi siempre era hombre. Estas mujeres no tienen gran cosa que decir acerca del cuerpo femenino o sus sensaciones, aparte de responder a las acciones del hombre, aunque en estas ficciones la búsqueda del placer femenino es a menudo la motivación de las acciones. Estas historias presentaban testimonios, apócrifos o no, de mujeres revolucionarias que se habían sacudido las cadenas del poder masculino. El mero potencial subversivo de esas ideas hacía que las prostitutas filósofas fueran revolucionarias. La sexualidad era el medio a través del cual estas mujeres adquirían poder y un lugar en una sociedad que tendía a considerar invisible a la mujer.

Whether fictional or real, the philosopher prostitute allows us to discover the erotic fantasies of the period and the intimate relationships established in the European underworld of the sex market. She was a proto-feminist far ahead of her time who despised the conventions of female domesticity. Her attacks and mockery were directed against the hypocrisy of the decadent clergy and nobility, but her most ferocious contempt was directed at the myth of the docile, modest, virtuous, and modest woman.

Ficticia o real, la prostituta filósofa nos permite descubrir las fantasías eróticas de la época y las relaciones íntimas que se establecían en el submundo europeo del mercado sexual. Es una protofeminista muy adelantada a su tiempo que desprecia las convenciones de la domesticidad femeninas. Sus ataques y burlas están dirigidas contra la hipocresía del clero y la nobleza decadente pero su desprecio más feroz está destinado al mito de la mujer dócil, modesta, virtuosa y pudorosa.

This social construction of the image of women as servile, repressed subjects, devoid of will, temperament, and public voice, was preached by many thinkers during the period 1680-1760, during which what we know today as the myth of romantic love was established. Women who did not conform to the social image that had been manufactured of them were considered a danger and a social burden that had to be eliminated or at least hidden. Pornography is also a symbol of rebellion against society's dominant ideas about women. It is the first, and for centuries the only, literary genre where women are not systematically punished for pursuing their sexual desires.

Esta construcción social de la imagen de la mujer como sujeto servil, reprimido, despojado de voluntad, temperamento y voz pública era predicada por muchos pensadores del periodo 1680-1760 en el que se estableció lo que hoy conocemos como mito del amor romántico. La mujer que no respondía a la imagen social que de ella se había manufacturado resultaba un peligro y una carga social que debía ser eliminada o por lo menos ocultada. La pornografía es también un símbolo de rebeldía en contra de las ideas dominantes de la sociedad sobre la mujer, es el primero, y durante siglos el único, género literario donde la mujer no es castigada sistemáticamente por perseguir sus deseos sexuales.

In case you're new to this blog: this is the third post of the second season of this series dedicated to pornography: history, definitions, ravages, and tropes! - This other post is the season's kickoff, and HERE you can find the complete and reverse order of the previous season (All can be read separately and in any order).

Por si eres nuevo en este blog: esto este es el tercer post de la segunda temporada de la serie de estos dedicada a la pornografía en historia, definiciones, estragos y ¡tropos! - Este otro post es el arranque de la temporada, y AQUÍ encontrarás completa y en orden inverso la temporada anterior (Todos pueden leerse por separado y en cualquier orden)

[theyanderespecialist]

Base Yandere Rosie Headcanons: Words Are Cheap, Soul Contracts Are Forever 

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! Rosie is the one in this chapter! So let's do this! Enjoy this!] 

(Disclaimer: Rosie is not yandere in canon this is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine just do not be illegal or gross about it! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon!

Disclaimer 2: Eating other people or being a demon that eats other demons is not okay, all the reference to the consumption of others is FICTION. No Demons or Humans were eaten. Rosie is a fictional character that eats demons and yes, when I make this into a video audio record I will do my best to censor.) 

-Base Yandere Headcanons: With Rosie From Hazbin Hotel!- 

.Rosie is an elegant woman. 

.She fell for you right away, you were just someone that she could not and would not live without. 

.She is also a lover of the old-timey stuff, such as music, clothing, and the whole aesthetic of the early 20th century 

.So you can be sure regardless of your gender identity she will make your clothes to blend in with her in a cannibal town. 

.She is a strong and powerful woman with such grace and elegance. 

.She is not someone to mess with though, as she has been an overlord for longer than Alastor most likely. 

.She loves you so much, but she is going to have you live a similar lifestyle. 

.She is very open about her cannibalism and such that she would not mind offering you various limbs to eat. 

.She though will realize if you are not into that and instead starts to cook the meat in it to hide the the cannibal part. She will get you used to eating demons in no time! 

.She is a very loving and affectionate yandere and adores taking care of you. Very mommy energy. 

.She tells you words are cheap and what matters is actions, so she will show you just how much she loves you, cause words are cheap and she needs to show you just how much she loves you. 

.She also is a no-nonsense woman. 

.At least when it comes to rivals, most rivals end up being killed and turned into a yummy meal for her to give you. 

.They wanted to give you their heart, well you can eat their hearts as a lovely roast. (Hannibal Lector style) 

.She would love to make romantic dinners with you, and to have them by candlelight~ 

.She is very forward with her intentions towards you and her love for you, she will make her desires very clear to you. 

.If someone were to hurt you they would not just be killed but have a long and terrible torture done to them so they will suffer and know what they did wrong and regret it. 

.She is a strong leader and the cannibal town follows her command. 

.So if you were to try and run from her, you would be dragged back. 

.She is going to get you in cannibal town and once you are there you will never ever be allowed to escape. 

.She would of course also get you to sign a marriage soul contract. 

.Like I said she shows her love with actions and not just words. 

.So she will get you to be her spouse you will be her co-ruler of cannibal town and you two will live happily ever after. 

.If you do not sign the contract? well, then she got to break your spirit. 

.She did not want to do this, it was something she never ever wanted to do to you, but you forced her hand and she is an overlord, she has to put you in your place. 

.Once she has broken you she will have you sign the contract and then she will build you back up. 

.She takes care of the things that are hers after all~ 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Even though I had a mental breakdown the other day I finally got the draft done! I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[rafaelmartinez67]

Un niño es una persona pequeña, tiene manos pequeñas, pies pequeños y orejas pequeñas. Son pequeñas por un tiempo, luego crecen sin siquiera pensarlo. Lenta y silenciosamente. Un niño no es un niño para siempre. Un día, ellos cambian”.

Los niños necesitan ojos amables cuando lloran, precisan ser escuchados con dulzura por quien los cuida. Ellos lloran cuando una piedra se les ha caído al agua, cuando tienen sueño o cuando está oscuro. Tienen ideas pequeñas y no por eso menos grandes. Saben escuchar la voz lejana de las conchas, saben de planetas y animales, aprenden a nombrar el mundo con los cuentos que se les repiten todas las noches.

Beatrice Alemagna nos interpela desde el título, cuestionándonos como adultos y como lectores. Nos invita a mirarnos, a buscarnos en ese niño que alguna vez fuimos, volver a la edad de cuando ideábamos guaridas, de cuando aprendimos a subir peldaños hacia escaleras interminables, las que nunca acababan, de cuando nos perdíamos en el armario inventando mundos, atravesando bosques, nadando en mares transparentes.

Todos los niños y niñas son personas pequeñas que cambiarán algún día. Niños y niñas que de grandes ya no irán al colegio, pero sí a trabajar. Con suerte serán felices, tal vez tengan barba y una cabeza calva, guardarán alegrías y angustias que querrán olvidar, aprenderán a llorar en silencio y a fingir no necesitar ningún peluche para dormir, fingirán que no les importa no ser escuchados.

Un relato que ilustra a niños y niñas, con la boca abierta, con anteojos, niños comiendo una paleta o un cono de helado, niños y niñas dibujados en su particularidad, donde Alemagna expresa cada uno de sus detalles, sus sueños y su capacidad de asombro, cuando tienen pena o cuando sienten ternura, personajes únicos en base a ilustraciones creadas con técnica mixta, lápices de colores y hojas de papel en collage. 

Un obra que nos insta a volver a ese espacio íntimo, a esa búsqueda por encontrar la mirada de niño y perdernos en nuestros recuerdos con que nos construimos. Un recordatorio a nuestra infancia, tanto para los que cuidamos o para los que están creciendo. Cuidar a los niños y procurar respetarlos en su infancia, acompañarlos en su desarrollo y crecimiento para que cuando crezcan sean adultos sanos y comprensivos. Ese sería el ideal, pero tanto nos falta por respetarlos en sus derechos más genuinos. Empecemos al menos, por leerles a nuestros niños en voz alta, leerles a ellos como si fuésemos también niños.

[dragongodryss]

Based on this tweet

Sting was in trouble. He had thought it was funny when his friends, who had never met his cat, assumed Lector was his boyfriend. Now that he had been invited to Natsu's wedding, on the other side of the country, he felt otherwise.

He had, at first, considered coming clean, but that would be embarrassing. He couldn't decline the invitation either, since he hadn't seen Natsu in nearly two years. In short, he was fucked. Or rather, he wasn't. If he was, he might have someone he could try to convince to go with him.

He had been putting it off for a month, and now he only had a week left to find both a fake boyfriend who was willing to answer to the name Lector, and a cat sitter.

There was no putting it off any longer, so he called his friend, Yukino, to ask for advice. Maybe he could convince her to watch Lector for him.

"Hello Sting! I was just going to call you. You're coming to Lucy's wedding too, right?" Yukino said cheerfully. Damn it. He forgot that she was friends with Natsu's fiancée.

"Yeah, about that... You know Lector, my cat? Natsu assumed I was talking about a boyfriend, and he kinda wants to meet him at the wedding, to make sure he's not a jerk or whatever. So I need a cat sitter and someone who's willing to take a train ride across the country with a complete stranger and can be trained to answer to 'Lector' in a week." Sting decided to rip off the band-aid. Yukino wouldn't rat him out.

"Oh my god, that's hilarious! I'm writing a song about it. Natsu and Lucy can play it at the reception." Yukino's himbo boyfriend, Orga, mocked him. Sting had forgotten that Yukino usually had her phone on speaker, for some reason. Orga would absolutely rat him out, and as he would be attending as Yukino's +1, there would be no stopping him.

"No you won't, Orga. No. We'll negotiate later, I'm helping Sting avoid the consequences of his actions right now." She was his best friend for a reason, and that reason was that she was the best. "Now: Why exactly did you think any of this was a good idea?"

"Well, it was funny at first, and then I'd kept up the lie for three months and I realized I was in too deep." Sting admitted. Yukino sighed.

"And at no point in the three months after that did you think to ask for help?" Yukino chided him.

"Nope."

"Of course not. Do you have 20 thousand jewel?"

"Yeah? Why?"

"Alright. You'll be at the party for a day, plus two days for traveling. All expenses at the hotel will be paid, and I assume you're willing to pay for both of your train tickets?" Yukino asked.

"Yeah, sounds right." Sting confirmed.

"Okay. Sorano could use some more money, so she'd probably watch your cats and-"

"Wait, cats?"

"Yeah. One of my coworkers owes me a favor, and he needs a break from work anyway, so I could probably convince him if I told him I found a place for his cat to stay." His amazing friend told him.

"You're the best!"

*

Who would have known having Yukino cover his shift so he could take Frosch to the vet would have such devastating consquences?

Rogue wondered how his life had reached this point. He was sitting opposite someone he'd met only once, inside a train headed to the other side of the country, to a wedding for people he had never heard of.

Not an ideal situation, but aside from Frosch, Yukino was his only friend and she had made arrangements for Frosch, so he had agreed. It was a free vacation, anyway. Not to mention the guy was good looking.

"So, Lector, what do you do for a living?" His fake boyfriend, Sting, asked him. Rogue really could have done without the fake name, especially in private, but he wouldn't be able to answer to it without practice.

"The same as Yukino. We're both nurses." Rogue answered. It took him a moment to realize that he ought to ask Sting the same. "You?"

"I'm a graphic designer. Okay, more things we really need to know: Ages, have we ever been arrested, how did we meet? I'll start: I'm twenty six and I've been arrested twice." Sting told him.

"What for?"

"I'll tell you when you answer."

"Fine, I'm twenty six, and I haven't been arrested yet. Now should I regret agreeing to this?" Rogue asked.

"Trespassing and accessory to second degree arson. I promise it's not as bad as it sounds. It's been like, ten years. And the second one was Natsu's fault." Sting defended himself.

"The groom?"

"Yeah, that's the guy. He wants to meet you to make sure you're not a jerk." Sting explained.

"What have you told him about Lector?" Rogue steered the conversation back on track.

"Oh, usual cat things: He steals my food, he wants cuddles, he charges around the house at 3am, he's adorable, I keep losing staring contests to him, he bites me." Sting seemed to realize how badly awry things had gone before they had even reached the venue. "Well that's going to be awkward."

"You don't say."

*

"We should practice the whole couple thing." Sting suggested a few hours later over lunch. Rogue looked up from his sandwich, over to Sting and reached out, grabbing some of his fake boyfriend's M&Ms before focusing on his sandwich again.

"Well that's a start, but I was thinking more along the lines of PDA and establishing boundaries." Sting clarified. Honestly, staring at Sting wouldn't be too hard, and as demonstrated, stealing his food was entirely within the realms of Rogue's capabilities. The rest, however... Rogue nodded.

"Ideally, we'd hug a bunch and maybe kiss a couple of times to really sell it, but we can say you're shy around strangers if you really don't want to." Sting explained.

"No, that seems fine." Rogue accepted.

"Okay, now we need to practice." Sting said. Rogue froze for a moment. Once he realized what Sting meant, he nodded. He knew damn well he'd slip up in front of everyone if he didn't practice.

Sting leaned over the table and pecked him on the lips. It felt fine, almost like it was something he normally did, at first, but then he felt his face heat up suddenly. Sting pulled away.

"Sorry, I panicked." Rogue apologized swiftly.

"No, it's fine, I barely noticed. It went better than I expected." Sting reassured him. "They'll never notice."

*

It was mid afternoon when they arrived at their station in the middle of nowhere, and only a short walk to the hotel from there. Rogue offered to carry some of Stings luggage, as he had brought fewer things. Sting's face flushed when Rogue's hand touched his. He'd have to get that under control. Did he regret packing half his wardrobe, or was it a blessing? Who knew? Sting certainly didn't.

"It's a nice venue." Rogue noted, looking around as they cleared the gates. There were tons of different flowers in lots of colors, and what Sting was pretty sure was a hedge maze. Hopefully, Natsu would know better than to start a fire at his own wedding. The hotel was an old castle, with large glass windows. Another easily breakable thing. Either Natsu had really changed in the last two years, or Lucy wasn't as much of a genius as her loving fiancée insisted. It was nice nonetheless.

"It's really big." Sting realized, as he spoke, how many people would be present to witness it if things went wrong.

"Don't get lost." Rogue joked.

"Sting! There you are!" Natsu came running out the door towards them, high-fiving Sting when he reached them. "I thought you were going to bail on me."

"Never. I wouldn't miss this for the world." Sting promised.

"I'd kick your ass if you did. Speaking of which, is this the Lector you were talking about?" Natsu asked, turning to Rogue. Sting grinned awkwardly.

"Yeah, that's my boyfriend. R-Lector, this is my childhood friend Natsu, he's the groom. Natsu, this is my boyfriend Lector." Sweating, Sting made the introductions.

"Nice meeting ya! How'd you meet?" Natsu asked Rogue. Stings eyes widened. Fuck. They hadn't prepared this.

"Frosch, my cat, learned how to open doors, and I forgot to lock the front door. Sting helped me look for her for hours, so I invited him out for coffee once we found her." Rogue answered excitedly. "Do you want to see a picture of her? I have pictures of her."

"Sure. Let's see her." Natsu agreed. Rogue's face lit up as he pulled out his phone.

"She's sweet, yeah." Natsu admitted. "Do you want to see Happy? He's our ring-bearer."

*

The first hurdle had been overcome minimal difficultly, so Sting was in high spirits when they reached the hotel room.

He wasn't sure what he had been expecting, but he was somehow surprised to find that there was only one bed, albeit a large one.

"I can take the couch if you want." He offered when Rogue entered.

"No, I think it's fine. The bed's pretty big." Rogue said casually. Well if he didn't mind, Sting sure as hell didn't. He dropped his stuff on the floor and flopped onto the bed. Rogue put his own stuff down more carefully before sitting down beside him.

"Didn't think it would go so well. I'm not sure what I was worried about." Sting admitted, letting out a sigh he hadn't known he was holding in.

"Don't jinx it. Honey." Rogue deadpanned, before letting his face break into a smile. It took Sting a moment to realize he was staring.

*

Despite his warning, Rogue was feeling pretty confident when he and Sting went downstairs for the rehearsal dinner. Gray, the best man, had let them know there was no need to dress up, so Rogue was wearing a red turtleneck sweater and black jeans. Sting, who seemed hellbent on making Natsu regret allowing the policy to be so vague, was wearing leather trousers and a rainbow crop-top.

"Aren't you worried you'll outshine the groom?" Rogue asked him.

"If Natsu was worried about that, he wouldn't have invited me." Sting boasted. Rogue decided to take his word for it.

They entered the dining hall when it almost full, Sting having insisted on being fashionably late. Perhaps that was a blessing, because that was the only reason Rogue had noticed Gajeel, his older cousin, before Gajeel noticed him.

"Sting, don't panic, but my cousin is here and he knows damn well my name isn't Lector." Rogue whispered hurriedly.

"Okay, okay. Don't panic. Maybe he won't notice you. We're not in the wedding party anyway, so show me who it is and we'll avoid them." Sting whispered back.

They took their assigned places, on the same side of the room as Gajeel, though a little further away from the main table, as Gajeel's wife, Levy, was sitting beside the bride. Oh. Yeah. Levy had mentioned at New Years that she would be maid of honor in her best friend's wedding. If Rogue had known it was this wedding, he would have refused Yukino's request. Speaking of Yukino, his coworker was making her way to their table with her boyfriend.

"So how is it going? Anyone suspect anything?" She asked.

"Shhh!" Sting looked around quickly.

"Don't worry. I asked Lucy to make sure we were the only ones at this table." She reassured him, though it didn't seem to work-

"She's going to know somethings up!" Sting insisted.

"Serves you right. Now how are things going with Lector." Yukino's boyfriend asked, winking at Rogue.

"Terribly, considering his cousin is married to the maid of honor." Sting hissed.

Rogue checked out of the conversation, watching Gajeel like a hawk. When desert rolled around, his cousin finally noticed him. Rogue shook his head faintly. Not now.

To his relief, Gajeel took the hint and dinner went off without a hitch.

Rogue waited just outside the door to the dining hall for him, to save him the trouble of looking and minimizing the risk of being exposed.

"Hey Rogue! Why didn't you say you were coming here? We could've driven you." Gajeel asked him when he came out, Levy in tow.

"It's complicated. Can we talk about this somewhere else?" Rogue looked around in a panic, worried Gajeel's loud voice would carry through the hallways.

In the garden, Gajeel resumed his line of questioning.

"So what's up, kid? Do I need to kick someone's ass?"

"No! Nothing like that. A friend of mine messed up and told his friend he had a boyfriend, so I'm helping him out. I didn't know this was your friend's wedding. Can you just call me Lector until this is over?" Rogue asked.

"Oh. You're the cat boy!" Levy exclaimed. Gajeel looked like he was about to explode with laughter.

"I'm sorry, what?" Rogue asked.

"Oh, Natsu wanted help figuring out what the deal with his friend's boyfriend was, so he asked us about it. We started calling you cat boy because it seemed like his friend was describing a cat." Levy explained.

"I wonder why."

*

The ceremony passed by quite normally, with only one accidental fire, which wasn't Natsu's fault.

Sting felt gorgeous in his light gray tuxedo and sky blue shirt, which was secretly a button-down crop-top, but he was having trouble keeping his eyes off his date, who looked dashing in a black suit and red shirt. Despite his prior warning to Sting not to outshine the groom, Rogue had decided to put his hair in a ponytail, which Sting forgave because he looked hot.

The reception promised to be a party to remember, being in the castle grounds, with every kind of food imaginable and ample space to dance.

Sting cheered when Natsu and Lucy finished their first dance, which prompted several others to cheer alongside him.

The music continued, and Sting offered his hand to Rogue. Rogue took it, smiling softly.

"Just so you know, honey, I can't dance for shit." Rogue warned him.

"Like we need to be good at it. It's pretty much just spinning anyway." Sting told him, taking the lead.

They might not have been the best dancers, but no one could beat them at spinning, Sting was sure of that. No one could match them with how majestic they were. He didn't know how many songs had passed when they stopped for a drink, just that they were out of breath.

As he unbuttoned the jacket to reveal his secret crop-top, Rogue leaned against him casually, and Sting realized that by this time tomorrow, it would be over, and the knowledge crashed over him like a tidal wave.

"Oh, I love this song! Do you want to go dance again?" Rogue exclaimed. Sting knew the song. It was 'All or Nothing' by Theory of a Deadman.

He took Rogue's hand again as they started to spin, looking into Rogue's eyes. He didn't want to let go. As the song ended, Sting made his choice.

"Hey, Rogue? I don't know if you're even into guys, but I enjoyed hanging out with you, and I wanted to know if you wanted to try going out for real sometime." He confessed. Rogue smiled that beautiful smile again.

"That depends entirely on if or not I'll have to go by Lector every time we visit your friends." He answered teasingly.

"No- nah, you don't. I'll come clean. I'll text Natsu on our way home." Sting promised.

"Then I'd love to." Rogue said.

"Alright, then would you like to go out for coffee on Wednesday? There's a coffee shop near the hospital that sells really good cinnamon rolls." Sting suggested.

"That sounds wonderful."

*

On the train ride home, Sting tried to work up the nerve to call Natsu, who would be leaving on his honeymoon tomorrow.

"Do it. Do it. You've got this." Rogue chanted in the seat beside him, in the most monotone voice he could muster.

Emboldened, Sting instead opted for text to the group chat, with basically everyone he knew from his hometown.

Lucy, Natsu, Levy, Gray, Wendy, Cana, Mira, Elfman, Lisanna, Laxus, Lyon and several others.

Sting: Hey guys. I just wanted to come clean. The Lector I kept telling you about was my cat. The guy I brought is actually called Rogue.

Cana: Hah! I knew you couldn't get a boyfriend.

Natsu: Yeah, Yukino told us as soon as you told her.

Sting looked at Rogue in horror. Rogue looked stunned for a moment, but started chuckling. He took Sting's phone.

"Sting": Levy, did you know?

Levy: Yeah. We just wanted to see how far Sting would go.

Sting took his phone back from Rogue.

Sting: You guys are the worst.

Sting: And joke's on you, Cana, I asked Rogue out and he said yes.

"Levy": You get Rogue on the phone right now. We need to talk.

Levy: Sorry, Gajeel took my phone.

Sting put his phone away.

"Should I be worried?" He asked Rogue.

"I'd say no, but that would be a lie." Rogue answered. "If worst comes to worst, we can blame Yukino."

[yukiyee-akian]

¿Qué carajos habías hecho para merecer esto?

Mirabas de el techo de tu habitación mientras dos hombres que en su momento habrías considerado tus amigos, estaban acurrucados a tu lado, abrazandote casi posesivamente, sin siquiera sentir una pizca de remordimiento incluso minutos después de haberte enterado de todas las atrocidades que tuvieron que hacer para tenerte y haberlos enfrentado. Te sentías horrible de tan solo sentir su presencia, ellos no habían siquiera parpadeado y admitían todo e incluso peor, lo justificaban diciendo que era necesario para protegerte y cuidarte.

La peor parte de todo es que ni si quiera podías tratar escapar, te superaban en fuerza, agilidad, resistencia... Perfectamente podrían quebrarte una pierna sin problema si quisieran asegurarse de que no te escaparías...

Lágrimas cristalinas se escaparon de tus ojos ante la sola idea...

Este trabajo no está corregido, es solo un escrito rápido.

Porfavor, nunca tomar el tipo de comportamiento yandere como un ideal. Yandere en la vida real es una persona tóxica y es necesario alejarla cuanto antes. En situaciones extremas, contactar con las autoridades correspondientes.

Porfavor, al lector: Cuidarse y tener autoestima es importante para poder detectar comportamientos nocivos y peligrosos en la etapa temprana de una relación ya sea amorosa, de amistad, etc. Si cuenta con problemas de autoestima y confianza, favor de considerar asistir a terapia.

Con mucho cariño

—Akian Yukiyee.

[mapasyficcion]

La construcción de mundos imaginarios no es una simple diversión literaria; es en sí un acto profundamente geográfico y político. Jeff V. Martin y Gretchen Sneegas plantean que “worldbuilding is a fundamentally geographical exercise and an unavoidably political act” – es decir, la creación de mundos es esencialmente un ejercicio geográfico y un acto inevitablemente político. Cada mundo de fantasía o ciencia ficción lleva inscritas las ideas, preocupaciones y conflictos de su tiempo, aunque sea de forma implícita. En la práctica, los mundos ficticios funcionan como laboratorios donde se exploran cuestiones sociales contemporáneas: desde ecologías alternativas hasta sistemas de poder y desigualdad

Martin y Sneegas proponen el término worldbuilding crítico para referirse a una forma de involucrarse geográficamente con los mundos imaginados. Según estos autores, los mundos construidos en la ficción son “tanto un sitio de lucha como un terreno de experimentación con posibilidades del mundo real”. Esto significa que inventar un mundo puede ser un acto de crítica social: una manera de probar futuros posibles, cuestionar el status quo o imaginar alternativas post-coloniales y anti-capitalistas. En sus palabras, el worldbuilding actúa como una dialéctica: nuestras realidades concretas se definen y moldean por las representaciones de futuros especulativos, al mismo tiempo que los actos de construir mundos (re)producen visiones situadas y culturalmente contingentes de los mundos vividos. Bajo esta mirada, no existe una separación tajante entre ficción y realidad; los mundos imaginados influyen en cómo entendemos el mundo real, y viceversa. Una novela de ciencia ficción sobre cambio climático, por ejemplo, puede surgir de los temores ambientales actuales y a la vez alimentar la conciencia ecológica de sus lectores. Así, el worldbuilding crítico “toma en serio la premisa de que los mundos ficticios producidos en diversos medios pueden tener consecuencias materiales” en nuestra sociedad.

Concebir mundos implica dibujar mapas, delimitar territorios, crear poblaciones con culturas e historias – en resumen, hacer geografía imaginaria. Este acto nunca es neutral: decidir qué regiones existen en el mapa de un mundo ficticio, qué recursos poseen o cómo se distribuye su gente, es un gesto político. Pensemos en cómo una autora puede diseñar deliberadamente un continente en disputa para hablar de colonialismo, o una ciudad utópica con recursos compartidos para explorar ideales anarquistas. Como señala la literatura académica, los mundos imaginados “están embedidos en y reproducen” dinámicas de nuestro propio mundo. De este modo, construir un mundo nuevo conlleva inevitablemente una postura sobre cómo debería (o no) ser el espacio social.

[libros-argentinos]

¡Hola! Paso a presentarme y darles una idea de cómo va el proyecto.

Mi nombre es Keo (@bibliodiversidad), le propuse a Malena –la creadora de todo esto– colaborar con esta idea suya y ayudarle a agilizar un poco las cosas; como futuro bibliotecario, apasionado del libro y la lectura, me parece fundamental en tiempos turbulentos, donde decrece el poder de acceso a la cultura escrita y la actividad librera y bibliotecaria argentina quiere ser amenazada, tener este tipo de reservas.

Paso a contar cómo va la susodicha:

> Por ahora, seguimos trabajando con Google Drive para almacenar la biblioteca—aunque no sea ideal (es limitado el espacio, la navegación y búsqueda es tosca, no hay forma de etiquetar adecuadamente cuando, por ejemplo, un libro cae bajo una o dos temáticas distintas, ni de proveer organizadamente varios tipos de archivo para un mismo documento), es un comienzo.

> Recreamos la carpeta de Libros Argentinos, y separamos las temáticas según la Clasificación Decimal Universal (como se usa en la bibliotecología argentina a modo de gestión y organización). Esta clasificación la adaptamos al funcionamiento de Drive, y categorizamos cosas (como la sección de Literatura) según géneros literarios para que la ficción que se desea explorar sea fácilmente accesible por los usuarios de la biblio.

> También, comenzamos a organizar los libros por orden alfabético, según el primer apellido de le autorx.

Por otra parte, la biblioteca va a contar con tanto material académico (incluyendo artículos-papers) como literario. Por lo que se vuelve un espacio ideal para todo tipo de lectores, e incluso un propicio de referencia para diversos estudios.

Tenemos la suerte de que en nuestro país, las editoriales universitarias tienen catálogos abundantes y muchas permiten la descarga gratuita de materiales; en este sentido, queremos preservar y promover, no sólo a la cultura artística gracia del ingenio literario de nuestres autorxs y poetas, sino también nuestras producciones nacionales de ciencia y conocimiento.

Estamos trabajando para poder clasificar y ordenar todo como corresponde, pero siendo dos personas con responsabilidades indudablemente nos llevará tiempo, así que, por favor téngannos paciencia.

Por si quieren ir chusmeando, les acercamos:

Biblioteca Libros Argentinos (nuevo enlace)

Hoja de solicitud de libros

Correo electrónico para quienes quieran dejarnos más material: porloslibrosargentinos@gmail.com

Como siempre, recordamos, que si ustedes tienen el poder de acercarse a comprar libros, si pueden acercarse a las bibliotecas pública y/o populares y asociarse, ¡lo hagan! Apoyemos a los autores, a las editoriales, a las bibliotecas, a las librerías, y perpetuemos con conciencia el libro que por tanto tiempo ha sido pilar de nuestra cultura.

En futuras publicaciones, estaré facilitando cómo mejor encontrar cosas claves dentro de tanta carpeta, y dando recomendaciones de aplicaciones para leer archivos .mobi o .azw3, entre otros. Si tienen dudas o sugerencias, sobre cualquier cosa, estamos a disposición por el inbox del perfil.

¡Buenas tardes a todes!

[tkwritesdumbassassins]

Even if its origins were… less than ideal, Antiva had since ingrained into its citizens an exalted standard of living. Of cuisine and culture. Of fashion and the arts. Even the likes of murder—sorry, assassinations—and politics had that particular flair found nowhere else in Thedas. Not even the House of Repose of Orlais could hold a candle to the long history that was the tapestry of gold, knives, and blood the Crows had woven over the centuries.

With that said, even Isotta—born, raised, and nursed on the liquid gold that was Antivan coffee—admitted that the local Vint café could suffice in a pinch; not even out of desperation either.

New year, new me, new chapter for my Rookanis precanon fic. Hope you enjoy!

[missdeepend]

Lector the Forgotten Exceed

The Fairy Tail Exceeds have been around since episode one and chapter one with plenty of details being added along the way and more of them being introduced. You have Happy the playful fish eating blue cat, Carla the more serious big sister white cat, Pantherlily the more mature and strong black cat (panther), Frosch the little frog suit wearing and often lost green cat, and Lector... the buddy of Sting.

Maybe I don't give Lector enough credit. I mean, he does have one of the best dynamics with Sting and their bond really showing through during the Grand Magic Games arc. He always talks about Sting and basically is a free ego booster and cheerleader. Also the scenes when he tries to protect Frosch are so precious.

But when you compare him to the other exceeds, its no wonder he isn't talked about more or even has a fanbase. Happy and Frosch are usually liked for their comedic personalities or just being downright adorable. Pantherlily has his bond with Gajeel and his willingness to do what is right and using his strength to push that ideal forward. Carla I'm sure probably doesn't have that many fans... but she at least has screentime to make up for it with an amazing moment between her and Wendy.

Lector's characterization mainly comes from Sting, but apart from that he is just a cat. He has the mixed personalities like some of the characters I suppose you could say. He tries to be a leader like Carla, brave like Pantherlily, boost Sting up similar to Happy, and well he is buddies with Frosch so I guess thats as close to Frosch's personality as you can get.

All that aside it would be nice to get a sweet character moment out of him once again like during the Grand Magic Games. With the way 100 yq is going honestly al things are possible as we do keep getting random tangents here and there such as the Cobra and Ichiya chapters. Maybe someday him and Frosch will go on a little adventure and we can see more about him. Even a scene with Happy would be nice since we haven't gotten anything other than his little crush on Carla. What do you all think of Lector though? Maybe he is one of your favorite cats? I just don't see enough attention on him I feel.

Anywaysssss, I'll see you all later in the Deep End!!

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Rosie X Gender Neutral Listener 🌹 (Hazbin Hotel) #headcanon 

Base Yandere Rosie Headcanons: Words Are Cheap, Soul Contracts Are Forever

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! Rosie is the one in this chapter! So let's do this! Enjoy this!]

(Disclaimer: Rosie is not yandere in canon this is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine just do not be illegal or gross about it! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon!

Disclaimer 2: Eating other people or being a demon that eats other demons is not okay, all the reference to the consumption of others is FICTION. No Demons or Humans were eaten. Rosie is a fictional character that eats demons and yes, when I make this into a video audio record I will do my best to censor.)

-Base Yandere Headcanons: With Rosie From Hazbin Hotel!-

.Rosie is an elegant woman.

.She fell for you right away, you were just someone that she could not and would not live without.

.She is also a lover of the old-timey stuff, such as music, clothing, and the whole aesthetic of the early 20th century

.So you can be sure regardless of your gender identity she will make your clothes to blend in with her in a cannibal town.

.She is a strong and powerful woman with such grace and elegance.

.She is not someone to mess with though, as she has been an overlord for longer than Alastor most likely.

.She loves you so much, but she is going to have you live a similar lifestyle.

.She is very open about her cannibalism and such that she would not mind offering you various limbs to eat.

.She though will realize if you are not into that and instead starts to cook the meat in it to hide the the cannibal part. She will get you used to eating demons in no time!

.She is a very loving and affectionate yandere and adores taking care of you. Very mommy energy.

.She tells you words are cheap and what matters is actions, so she will show you just how much she loves you, cause words are cheap and she needs to show you just how much she loves you.

.She also is a no-nonsense woman.

.At least when it comes to rivals, most rivals end up being killed and turned into a yummy meal for her to give you.

.They wanted to give you their heart, well you can eat their hearts as a lovely roast. (Hannibal Lector style)

.She would love to make romantic dinners with you, and to have them by candlelight~

.She is very forward with her intentions towards you and her love for you, she will make her desires very clear to you.

.If someone were to hurt you they would not just be killed but have a long and terrible torture done to them so they will suffer and know what they did wrong and regret it.

.She is a strong leader and the cannibal town follows her command.

.So if you were to try and run from her, you would be dragged back.

.She is going to get you in cannibal town and once you are there you will never ever be allowed to escape.

.She would of course also get you to sign a marriage soul contract.

.Like I said she shows her love with actions and not just words.

.So she will get you to be her spouse you will be her co-ruler of cannibal town and you two will live happily ever after.

.If you do not sign the contract? well, then she got to break your spirit.

.She did not want to do this, it was something she never ever wanted to do to you, but you forced her hand and she is an overlord, she has to put you in your place.

.Once she has broken you she will have you sign the contract and then she will build you back up.

.She takes care of the things that are hers after all~

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Even though I had a mental breakdown the other day I finally got the draft done! I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]

[chensaurio]

Reseña de "Matilde debe morir" de Cristian Acevedo

"Matilde debe morir" es una novela corta publicada en 2021, escrita por el argentino Cristian Acevedo.

Un narrador en segunda persona te sitúa en un bar de Palermo y te describe la situación en la que te encontrás: sos un futuro sospechoso por el asesinato de Matilde. Los otros sospechosos se encuentran también en el lugar y lo único que sabés es que Matilde morirá en los próximos días. ¿Podrás evitar quedar como sospechoso? ¿Descubrirás quién quiere matarla? ¿Podrás evitar su muerte?

En realmente pocas páginas (140 con letra bastante grande, se puede leer en un día), logra despertar un interés profundo en el lector y mantenerlo en vilo. El narrador es increíble, busca engañarte, ¡ya no se puede confiar en nadie!

Lo recomiendo mucho, es una lectura ligera pero apasionante, ideal para cuando querés desconectar del mundo real pero solo tenés un ratito.

Ya salió la secuela "Matilde decide vivir" y muy pronto la leeré.

Como nota (más para mí, pero también para cualquiera que adore descubrir autores dentro de otros libros), paso estos párrafos en los que se nombran un montón de autores, a fin de tenerlos en cuenta en mis próximas lecturas. Tranquis, no tiene spoiler:

[jgmail]

Cornelius Castoriadis

Por Joakim Andersen

Traducción de Juan Gabriel Caro Rivera

La izquierda de 1960 y 1970, la «Nueva Izquierda», tenía a menudo un nivel intelectual que la distinguía de la «izquierda» contemporánea. Muchos de los pensadores interesantes del periodo también se movieron más allá de la dicotomía histórica derecha-izquierda. Entre mis favoritos se encuentran Ivan Illich y Hannah Arendt. Sus ideas pueden aplicarse hoy en día independientemente de la afiliación ideológica.

Algunas de las formas más avanzadas de la otra teoría política, el socialismo, también pertenecen a este periodo. El situacionismo es una de ellas, al igual que los círculos en torno a Telos y Socialisme ou Barbarie («socialismo o barbarie»). Al principio, estos últimos se volvieron contra el leninismo y el trotskismo, redescubriendo en su lugar a importantes predecesores como los Socialistas del Consejo y Amadeo Bordiga. Poco a poco, su principal figura, Cornelius Castoriadis, también criticó el marxismo.

Castoriadis

“...la historia es el dominio del riesgo y de la tragedia”.

- Castoriadis

Castoriadis (1922-1997) sigue siendo un pensador relevante en muchos sentidos. Temas valiosos son, en particular, la sociedad autónoma, las condiciones de la democracia y la colonización del imaginario social. Aquí se pueden establecer comparaciones fructíferas con la nueva derecha en torno a Alain de Benoist, también centrada en la democracia real y la colonización de la conciencia colectiva (incluida la «pensée unique»).

Al igual que la mencionada Hannah Arendt, Castoriadis volvió a los antiguos griegos, en particular a la ciudad-estado democrática. A menudo contraponía «los modernos» a «los antiguos griegos», normalmente poniéndose del lado de estos últimos. Era consciente de que una época pasada no puede imitarse sin más, pero uno puede inspirarse en ella. Castoriadis define la sociedad autónoma: Es el proyecto de una sociedad en la que todos los ciudadanos tienen una posibilidad igual, efectivamente real, de participar en la legislación, en el gobierno, en la jurisdicción y, finalmente, en la institución de la sociedad.

En resumen, una sociedad autónoma es aquella que se gobierna a sí misma, y es consciente de ello. Existe aquí una tensión entre los griegos y las religiones de Oriente Medio, que en cambio imaginan que las reglas de la sociedad proceden, por ejemplo, de un libro sagrado. Esta distinción debería interesar a los lectores paganos de Castoriadis. Castoriadis califica de autónoma a una sociedad que se gobierna a sí misma y de heterónoma a una sociedad que coloca su liderazgo en otro lugar.

Al mismo tiempo, muestra el vínculo entre el ideal autónomo y la democracia griega. Se trataba de una democracia muy directa y participativa. Los funcionarios se elegían a menudo por sorteo y en algunos casos por elección si se requerían conocimientos especializados. La diferencia entre una democracia tan directa y nuestra propia «democracia» es significativa. Castoriadis señala, entre otras cosas, que los griegos no creían en la representación. Sobre nuestro sistema político escribe: “Nuestros regímenes se llaman erróneamente democráticos, cuando lo que realmente son es oligarquías liberales”.

Hay aquí un elemento adicional que debería hacer interesante a Castoriadis para los lectores más identitarios. Aborda la diferencia entre pueblo y país. En los textos antiguos, normalmente no se dice que «Atenas» hizo esto o aquello. En su lugar, son los «atenienses» quienes lo hacen. La diferencia es fundamental. «Atenas» es un fantasma de la mente, en palabras de Max Stirner, mientras que “los atenienses” son una realidad colectiva.

Al mismo tiempo, Castoriadis es consciente de que la mayoría de las alternativas a nuestras oligarquías liberales son aún peores. Lo que él subraya, sin embargo, es que las libertades que tenemos, la libertad de expresión, etc., son el resultado de la lucha popular. La consecuencia es que, si hay suficiente desinterés popular, serán abolidas.

Para Castoriadis, la democracia es un movimiento, un proceso continuo. Se muestra escéptico ante la pretensión de Marx de tener una «vista de pájaro» de la sociedad. «Por definición, formamos parte de la sociedad y no podemos permanecer fuera de ella».

“La democracia es la autoinstitución de la colectividad por la colectividad y es esta autoinstitución como movimiento”.

- Castoriadis

Las condiciones de la democracia

“...en la sociedad contemporánea se ha producido una profunda experiencia de degeneración de las organizaciones políticas. No se trata sólo de su degeneración organizativa, de su burocratización, sino también de su práctica, del hecho de que estas organizaciones «políticas» no tienen nada que ver con la verdadera política, que su única preocupación es penetrar en o apoderarse del aparato del Estado”.

- Castoriadis

El legado de los griegos revivió en la Edad Media con la revuelta de las comunas libres. Todavía está disponible, basta con abrir un libro de historia o teclear el término de búsqueda apropiado en Internet. Pero seguimos viviendo en el liberalismo oligárquico. ¿Cómo es posible? Donde Atenas se caracterizó por un largo periodo de participación antes de que se produjera la degeneración, nuestra época se caracteriza por largos periodos de apatía, interrumpidos por violentas revoluciones. ¿Por qué nuestras sociedades no son autónomas?

El examen que hace Castoriadis de este misterio es muy valioso porque nos recuerda las condiciones aristocráticas de la democracia. Se necesita un cierto tipo de persona y esto no viene dado. La educación desempeña un papel importante; la persona que es capaz y está dispuesta a participar en el gobierno, que puede «dirigir y ser dirigida», primero debe ser educada: “No puede haber sociedad democrática sin paideia democrática”.

La persona que puede participar en la sociedad autónoma, o ayudar a crearla, debe tener también la capacidad y la voluntad de reflexionar: “La democracia es el régimen de la reflexividad política; ¿dónde está la reflexividad del individuo contemporáneo? ... Todo lo que tenemos aquí es una masa perpleja, que vive al día y sin horizonte, no una colectividad crítico-reflexiva”.

El hombre masa no es capaz, a largo plazo, de sostener una sociedad autónoma o, en cualquier sentido real, democrática. Esto es, de paso, lo que estamos presenciando actualmente. Es necesario un cambio de actitud hacia los bienes comunes; quizás Castoriadis reconozca aquí parte de la nocividad de la sociedad de consumo: “Pero lo que también y sobre todo es necesario es un cambio de actitud de los individuos hacia las instituciones y hacia los asuntos públicos, hacia la res publica, hacia lo que los griegos llamaban ta koina (asuntos comunes). Porque, hoy en día, el dominio de una oligarquía y la pasividad y privatización por parte del pueblo no son sino dos caras de la misma moneda”.

Esto explica también lo que él llama la degeneración de la revolución. Las revoluciones de los tiempos modernos han implicado a menudo que las masas se autoadministren durante un tiempo, pero luego esto ha sido sustituido por la dictadura. Un ejemplo es la supresión por los bolcheviques de los consejos de obreros, campesinos y soldados. La revolución podría conducir a la sociedad autónoma, pero se requiere una conciencia diferente.

Capitalismo y colonización

“A la cultura oficial – que parece arrastrarlo todo a su descomposición – no se opone ninguna cultura nueva ni ninguna cultura popular auténtica”.

- Castoriadis

Basándose en la tradición postfreudiana, Castoriadis también habla del imaginario social. Se refiere a nuestras ideas colectivas, desde lo que es una buena vida hasta cómo es una buena persona. Este imaginario común está colonizado en los tiempos modernos por el capitalismo (a través de la publicidad, etc.) Una consecuencia de ello es lo que Castoriadis llama privatización, que hace imposible la autonomía. No se refiere a la venta de los bienes comunes, sino a la atomización de los individuos. Castoriadis identifica la sociedad de consumo y su visión del mundo como parte central del problema: “El imaginario capitalista ha penetrado finalmente en la gente: el objetivo de la vida humana sería la expansión ilimitada de la producción y el consumo, el llamado bienestar material, etc., como resultado de lo cual la población está totalmente privatizada”.

Aquí también critica una cosmovisión materialista, en la que lo importante parecen ser las cosas y no la acción conjunta con otras personas. El homo economicus sustituye al zoon politikon. Cuando describe los requisitos de la democracia ateniense, también vuelve sobre cuestiones como el honor y el deseo de ser respetado por los demás. Por ejemplo, el ciudadano era también soldado.

Pero el capitalismo socava sus propias condiciones, en forma de capital social y cultural heredado. Necesita funcionarios honrados y similares, pero éstos desaparecen con el tiempo. Castoriadis escribe sobre el ciudadano democrático, sin el cual «la sociedad liberal burócrata weberiana honesta y legalista no puede funcionar». Ahora bien, me parece evidente que la sociedad actual ya no es capaz de reproducir estos tipos. Produce básicamente al codicioso, al frustrado y al conformista».

En general, a veces se muestra pesimista. También es crítico con el marxismo: en la historia de los movimientos obreros ha habido muchos intentos de autonomía, pero han sido saboteados por el utopismo de los marxistas y sus pretensiones de poder predecir el futuro. Castoriadis también señala, al igual que Spengler, que el marxismo introduce los mitos del capitalismo (materialismo, visión lineal de la historia, etc.) en el movimiento obrero por la puerta de atrás.

También es muy interesante el uso que hace Castoriadis de conceptos antiguos para analizar el totalitarismo y la sociedad libre: “Retomando los términos griegos antiguos, hay que distinguir entre el oikos (el hogar, la esfera privada), la ekklçsia (la asamblea popular, la esfera pública) y el ágora (el «mercado» y el lugar de reunión, la esfera pública/privada). En el totalitarismo, las tres esferas están totalmente fusionadas. En la oligarquía liberal, existe una dominación más o menos clara de la esfera pública por una parte de la esfera pública/privada (el «mercado», la economía) y la eliminación del carácter efectivamente público de la esfera pública (carácter privado y secreto del Estado contemporáneo)”.

Castoriadis políticamente incorrecto

“El racismo existe desde hace mucho tiempo, si no desde siempre. Pero hay que comprender qué es lo que lo reaviva hoy en su forma virulenta. Hay una crisis general de civilización, una crisis de significados, algo que el vacío de la sociedad de consumo obviamente no puede superar. De forma confusa, la gente busca un sentido. Algunos se vuelven de nuevo hacia la religión, otros toman una dirección racista. El sinsentido del racismo tiene un sentido aparente: cuando uno no puede definirse en términos positivos, se define a través del odio al otro”.

- Castoriadis

Una crítica cultural tan amplia y profunda como la de Castoriadis roza lo políticamente incorrecto. El llamado «progreso» parece más bien efímero si, al mismo tiempo, nos alejamos cada vez más de las sociedades autónomas.

El escepticismo de Castoriadis respecto a la religión le llevó a considerar problemático el Islam; habla de él como una de las diversas «fuerzas de reacción esencialmente antidemocráticas». La sociedad autónoma y democrática tampoco permite una diversidad excesiva. Castoriadis identifica la resistencia a la inmigración como fundamental política y culturalmente, además de ver el multiculturalismo como una ingenuidad. Escribe: “No creo en la cháchara actual sobre la coexistencia de cualquier cultura en su diversidad. Eso fue posible – en una medida bastante pequeña, por otra parte – en el pasado dentro de un contexto político totalmente diferente, básicamente en el que los derechos de quienes no pertenecían a la cultura dominante – judíos y cristianos en tierras islámicas – estaban limitados. Pero nosotros proclamamos la igualdad de derechos para todos (aunque la situación real es otra). Esto implica que el cuerpo político comparte una base común de convicciones básicas”.

Esto significa que, como inmigrante, tienes que elegir: “Los musulmanes sólo pueden vivir en Francia en la medida en que, de hecho, acepten no ser musulmanes en una serie de puntos (derecho de familia, derecho penal). A este nivel, un mínimo de asimilación es indispensable e inevitable y, además, se está produciendo de hecho”.

Al mismo tiempo, Castoriadis se opone a las formas abiertamente ideológicas de etnomasoquismo. Escribe sobre esas formas de culpa colectiva: “Los árabes se presentan ahora como las eternas víctimas de Occidente. Es un mito grotesco. Los árabes han sido, desde los tiempos de Mahoma, una nación conquistadora, que se expandió por Asia, África y Europa (España, Sicilia, Creta) mediante la arabización de las poblaciones conquistadas. ¿Cuántos «árabes» había en Egipto a principios del siglo VII? ... Luego fueron dominados a su vez por los turcos durante más de cuatro siglos. La semicolonización occidental duró, en el peor de los casos (Argelia), sólo ciento treinta años, en otros mucho menos... Nunca he visto a un árabe ni a ningún musulmán realizar su «autocrítica», la crítica de su cultura desde este punto de vista”.

Ve muy posible que los árabes y los musulmanes formen parte de sociedades autónomas. Aquí son interesantes las similitudes con Jean Thiriart. Comparar lo que escribía Castoriadis hace unas décadas con la «izquierda» políticamente correcta de hoy sugiere algo sobre el rigor teórico y la libertad de pensamiento que se han perdido y han sido sustituidos por una ideología más primitiva. Castoriadis podría analizar fácilmente la inmigración desde una perspectiva política, centrándose en su compatibilidad con la sociedad autónoma. La corrección política ha sido un veneno incluso para la «izquierda».

Lo que sigue siendo valioso es su interés por la democracia real y su análisis de la colonización de nuestros sueños por el capitalismo. Esta democracia real trae a la mente no sólo Atenas, sino también la comuna campesina germánica, la parroquia y la Thing germánica, así como Suiza. Hay aquí similitudes con de Benoist y la Nueva Derecha. El análisis de Castoriadis sobre cómo el capitalismo colonizó el «imaginario social» también recuerda a la disección de la «Sociedad del Espectáculo» por parte de los situacionistas y al enfoque de De Benoist sobre la necesidad de una nueva cultura.

En general, es bastante pesado teóricamente, pero su análisis de la sociedad moderna tardía tiene un valor inestimable. Desde una perspectiva más conservadora o tradicional, sus ideales autónomos deben equilibrarse un poco para no rayar en la autoidolatría de la sociedad moderna. Pero como punto de partida para un análisis objetivo de cómo funciona realmente el parlamentarismo, es gratificante, sobre todo cuando caracteriza nuestras sociedades como oligarquías.

Fuente: https://motpol.nu/oskorei/2015/03/21/cornelius-castoriadis/

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Update: Due to not wanting to overwhelm myself. While also providing my current rp partners with quality and relatively consistent rp, my request for rp partners is currently closed! Still feel free to reach out if you like and I'll keep you in mind for if things open up.

Ah, hello Tumblr roleplayers, it has been a while! I am one of many who was left adrift after Omegle shut down and am on the search for rp partners.

I am looking for rp partners in a variety of fandoms, genres, ships, etc. I’ll have all of them listed in a hopefully organized manner below and will do my best to keep this list accurate. If you’re interested, feel free to shoot me a DM or interact with this post and I’ll reach out to you. But please do read through this post fully before doing so, thanks!

A Little About Myself:

-Age: 20+

-Pronouns: She/They

-Experience: I’ve been roleplaying off and on in a variety of fandoms and styles for around 10+ years

What I’m Looking For In A Roleplay Partner:

-Age: Roleplayers who are at least 20+ as well

-Style: I’m open to a variety of styles, I roleplay everything from one sentence “text message” style to multi-paragraph advanced lit. Though my preferences tend to lean towards lit/advanced lit.

-Location: I’d prefer someone who’s comfortable transitioning to Discord, once we agree on what we want to rp

-Expectations: One of the things I loved about Omegle were the casual vibes when it came to when an rp needed to end. So, while I hope for some long term rps, I’m looking for people who will be okay with rps ending when interest dissipates. Without the need for big explanations as to why. This goes both ways! I won’t expect such explanations from you either if we start any sort of storyline and you end up wanting to drop out. The way I see it, this is meant to be a fun pass time and ideally shouldn’t feel like a stressful obligation for either of us.

My Current Fandoms & Ships:

Films:

Fandom: Avengers (Films)

Ships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner/Tony Stark

Fandom: Captain America (Films)

Ships: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson, Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes

Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (Films)

Ships: Peter Quill/Rocket Racoon

Fandom: Venom (Films)

Ships: Eddie Brock/Venom

Fandom: X-Men (Films)

Ships: Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr

Fandom: Star Wars (Films)

Ships: Luke Skywalker/Han Solo, Poe Dameron/Finn

Fandom: Pacific Rim

Ships: Hermann Gottlieb/Newton Geiszler

Fandom: Star Trek (Original Series, Original Films, and Modern Films)

Ships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk/Leonard McCoy

Fandom: It (Films, 2017) & It (Mini Series, 1990)

Ships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Mike Hanlon/Bill Denbrough

Fandom: Spiderman (Films & Comics)

Ships: Johnny Storm/Peter Parker, Harry Osborn/Peter Parker

Fandom: Nimona (Film & Comic)

Ships: Ambrosius Goldenloin/Ballister Blackheart

Series:

Fandom: Loki (Series)

Ships: Morbius/Loki

Fandom: Moon Knight (Mini-Series)

Ships: Marc/Steven, Marc/Jake, Steven/Jake

Fandom: Daredevil (Series)

Ships: Foggy Nelson/Matt Murdock

Fandom: Infinity Train (Series)

Ships: Min-Gi Park/Ryan Akagi

Fandom: Merlin (Series)

Ships: Merlin Emrys/Arthur Pendragon 

Fandom: Stranger Things (Series)

Ships: Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington, Mike Wheeler/Will Byers

Fandom: Supernatural (Series)

Ships: Dean Winchester/Castiel, Dean Winchester/Benny Lafitte, Sam Winchester/Gabriel

Fandom: Hannibal

Ships: Hannibal Lector/Will Graham

Fandom: The Witcher (Series & Games)

Ships: Jaskier/Geralt, Eskel/Lambert, Eskel/Aiden

Games:

Fandom: Phoenix: Ace Attorney Trilogy (Games)

Ships: Phoenix Wright/Miles Edgworth

Frandom: Disco Elysium (Game) 

Ships: Kim Kitsuragi/Harry Du Bois,  Jean Vicquemare/Harry Du Bois

Fandom: Modern Warfare (Games)

Ships: Simon Riley/Johnny “Soap” McTavish

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Game)

Ships: Connor/Hank Anderson, RK900/Gavin Reed

Fandom: Dragon Age

Ships: Anders/Hawke, Fenris/Hawke

Podcasts:

Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)

Ships: Jonathan Sims/Martin Blackwood, Jonathan Sims/Timothy Stoker, Martin Blackwood/Timothy Stoker, Gerard Keay/Michael Shelley

Fandom: Malevolent (Podcast)

Ships: John/Arthur Lester

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El libro, subtitulado “Un libro para todos y para nadie”, es una obra filosófica y poética donde Nietzsche presenta sus ideas centrales a través del personaje de Zaratustra, un sabio ermitaño inspirado en el profeta persa Zoroastro. Zaratustra desciende de la montaña, donde ha vivido en soledad durante años, para compartir con la humanidad sus profundas reflexiones sobre la existencia, el propósito de la vida y la transformación del ser humano. A lo largo del texto, Zaratustra aborda temas como: El superhombre (Übermensch): La meta suprema del ser humano, un ideal de trascendencia que supera los valores tradicionales y las limitaciones humanas. La muerte de Dios: Una crítica a la religión tradicional y a los sistemas de valores absolutos que, según Nietzsche, han perdido su vigencia en la modernidad. El eterno retorno: Una idea filosófica que plantea la posibilidad de que todos los eventos se repitan eternamente, instando a vivir de tal manera que se acepte y abrace esta repetición. La voluntad de poder: Una fuerza fundamental que impulsa a los seres vivos a crear, superar obstáculos y afirmar su existencia. La narrativa está estructurada como una serie de discursos y parábolas en los que Zaratustra reflexiona sobre estos conceptos mientras interactúa con diversos personajes y situaciones. El libro mezcla filosofía, poesía y metáforas para transmitir sus ideas de manera profundamente evocadora. Así habló Zaratustra es una obra compleja que desafía al lector a cuestionar los valores convencionales y a imaginar una forma más elevada de existencia.