I love it when someone is like "You have to respect the controversy and give due consideration to both positions" but like one position is something like "I think the world is governed by observable laws we can test through repeatable experiments" and the other position is like "Here are some items of secret wisdom which a ghost revealed to me in a dream"
is anyone else just like. constantly filled with rage about their position under late capitalism and how we are expected to just keep playing this game that we know will literally kill us, is already killing people all over the world, and yet everyone around us is somehow fine with going about business as usual, with pretending we are free by being able to choose between different ways of being exploited. there is nothing more dehumanising than being forced to partake in a system that is actively detrimental to our survival as human beings, that is so physically, psychologically and spiritually destructive, and i don’t know how to deal with this anger anymore
When I was a kid my family pretended to get raptured so I would think I was left behind on earth while they all went to heaven.
I was like 8 years old and my sister and mom had gotten really into the Left Behind novels (bible fan fic about the rapture). In the books when the rapture happened the clothes that people were wearing when they got raptured were left behind in neatly folded piles.
One day when I was getting home from school my family decided that they would leave piles of neatly folded clothes around the house, and then hide in the basement.
The intended effect was that I would get home and see the clothes then, think that my family had been raptured and that I wasn’t good enough to get into heaven… or something?
The problem was that I had never read these books, and didn’t really think about the rapture very often. There was no reason that I would see some laundry on the floor and think “The rapture happened and I’ve been abandoned by God! I’ll never see my family again!! Oh nooo!!!!”
I just sat down and watched cartoons and eventually my family got bored and revealed that they were all hiding in the basement.
It’s a good thing I didn’t understand the joke, otherwise that shit would have been traumatic.
the tswift bullshit seems unbearable and unending but i need my fellow haters to remember the wise words of ursula ke le guin. the power of ms private jet pollution queen fandom seems inescapable, but so did the divine right of sherlock and the mcu. any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. resistance and change often begin in art, and very often in our art, the art of words. commit to haterdom with all your heart and all your soul is what i'm saying.
the reason the Union of Maedhros almost worked is that every grandchild of Finwë acknowledges on some deep, babysitting-while-our-parents-squabble level that Maedhros is in charge if no adultier adults are present