On my miracle day propaganda again because who else is imagining what would happen if nobody could die and exploring the subsequent global fallout in a way which is both chilling to the core but also so incredibly believable. Antibiotic resistance, disease spread, food shortages, living in a body which has been exploded into pieces. New meanings of life and death under these conditions. What do we owe the dead? What, if anything, do the dead owe the living?
Covid demonstrated the rampant ableism easily deployed and excused in society already - and miracle day explores this to a horrific (and horrifically believable!) extreme. How quick are we to alienate people into new categories of outcasts - and what about when those people are your family, friends, neighbours? How far from reality is the return of concentration camps, and how willing would the general modern population be to turn a blind eye?
Yeah it’s got too many Americans and sunny beaches but it frustrates me how many people point blank refuse to watch it. If it was a standalone series completely separate from torchwood I’m convinced it would have had a much better reception.
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thinking (and rewatching..) inside job again and i dont think rand is that bad of a father? i mean, he made a lot of mistakes and he doesn’t even feel bad ab it, even tho he traumatized reagan and a lot, but he was never absent. he acts like he cared ab reagan’s career just bc it could help his career, but that’s not true. he pushes her to be the best all the time and it’s bad, but he genuinely cares ab her so much. and the whole ‘creating crises to force her to hang out w him’ thing is fucked up, but it’s cute that he just wants to hang out w her that bad. most fathers literally don’t care enough ab their kids to do any of that. most fathers don’t even know their kids as much as he knows her. maybe my standards are just insanely low, probably, but he’s a better parent than 90% of the parents i know
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i just want to remind you that all of the foxes are only children (including twinyards bc they only met each other when they were 15) which kind of explains a lot about them as characters. the only exception is andrew who probably had foster siblings and other children at orphanages which also explains his relationship with aaron
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Absolutely mortified right now bc a friend of a friend ordered her birthday cake from me and I somehow read her message about what kind of cake she wanted wrong and made the wrong flavor (she asked for a vanilla cake with chocolate frosting and I accidentally did the opposite), and didn’t realize it until right before she was coming to pick it up today hahaaaa 😭
She said it was okay and didn’t seem upset at all, but my anxiety-riddled brain is telling me she hates me and is never going to order from me again lmfao 🥲
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Day 2 of Deity Devotion Challenge: ⚡️Zeus⚡️
Question: Who reached out to who? When did you first make contact with your deity? Now this is a fun, and mildly lengthy, story. So. Here’s goes it; so to kind of put things in perspective first I’d already been a helpol for a few years by this point but at the time but at the time the only deity I had (and was) worshiping was Apollon. Anyways. It started out with dreams. For like a month straight I would have dreams with Him in them. At first I didn’t know who it was but then one day I woke up and just…knew. If that makes sense. But I thought it was some strange fluke or that I was reading too much into it so I brushed it off. But the dreams with Him persisted (Hera was even in a few of them!).
And even once I kind of realized what was going on I still didn’t make any moves. Because, hey, I will happily admit that I once held the stereotypical view of Him. Like I didn’t always view Him as I do now, and all that. Like that all came with time and as I did proper research and actually got to know Him. So, yeah, part of me was scared and I know some people are also not so kind to those who do worship him, work with him, whatever. And I didn’t want to be bullied or harassed or seen as a bad person or something. So I just continued brushing the dreams off.
Anyways, while the dreams did continue (though it was no longer a nightly occurrence) more things that I knew to be signs and symbols of Zeus started popping up in my life rather unexpectedly. But I’ll list the three most notable things (aka- the things that finally got me to worship Him). The first being the eagle that hopped up in my path as I was walking home from school one day. It was winter time so it was odd for there to be an eagle just…chilling in front of me. And it didn’t appear injured and it had settled in front of me and flew off no problem after a bit and I just kinda thought the whole thing odd because while eagle nests weren’t uncommon in my area it was still too early for them to be nesting and all that.
The second thing was my sudden excitement surrounding storms. I used to be absolutely petrified of storms (don’t know why, I haven’t had any bad experiences that I remember). But suddenly I was looking forward to spring and the storms and I was watching storm chasing videos and things like that.
And the last thing was a dream I had with Hera. More specifically the conversation I had with Her in that dream and she just put a lot of my fears surrounding Zeus to rest and was basically the last little push I’d needed.
And well, now I’ve been worshiping him for the past three years and it’s been wonderful. And Hera was just…so right in that dream. He’s been nothing short of wonderful and gracious and fatherly and generous and forgiving. I’ve certainly hit some rough patches over the past 3 years but He has always stayed right there for me and I’ve always known that I can always turn to him whenever I need to. He’s just so lovely. I can’t stress it enough.
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