#canadian men are the exception apparently
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SOTM: ScratchnMoney, Julius&Jared; the buddy system
For the prompt: Scouts POV of the Jared and Julius show after the trade. Are they in awe or terrified of their combined bitchiness? Or does Julius surprisingly show his softer side?
The moment they land in Vancouver, Little Caesar disappears. And Joey means disappears. He also means the ‘moment’ part: dude is first off the plane and by the time they reach the terminal there’s no Halla to be found.
“Buddy system!” Coach says. He’s been so strict since they lost Keebler for 16 hours. He was fine. Eventually. “Buddy system, Scouts! No man left behind!”
Joey reaches out blindly, and Scratch squeezes his hand.
“Buddy,” Joey says.
“Husbuddy,” Scratch agrees. “Don’t pout, Willy.”
“I don’t want to be your buddy anyway,” Willy blatantly lies. “Where’s Caesar?”
Joey looks around for his platinum blond head. He doesn’t find it. Not right away, and not after the Scouts have all obediently found their partners, and he goes to grab Coach before he can do his headcount in the bus and get disappointed in them again. Disappointing Coach is bad for team morale.
“We lost somebody,” Joey says.
Coach pinches his nose. “We literally just touched down. Is it Keebler? He really needs to pay attention to where he’s walking.”
“Little Caesar,” Joey says. Which is very unlike him! Maybe he got kidnapped.
“He hasn’t been kidnapped,” Coach says, waving Joey off. “He’s getting picked up by a family member. He got my okay.”
“But—“ Joey says. “The buddy system!”
“You not have a buddy, Money?” Coach asks. “There a marital spat I need to hear about? You guys need non-adjourning rooms?”
“No spitting here,” Joey says. “All buddied up, Coach.”
“Buddies for life, Coach!” Scratch pipes up beside him.
“Good men,” Coach says. “Off you go.”
“He cleared it with Coach,” Joey reports to Willy, who’s still craning his head around, muttering something no doubt uncomplimentary under his breath.
“Well,” Willy huffs. “Apparently I don’t have a buddy.”
“Would you like to be our triple buddy, Willy?” Scratch asks.
“No!” Willy says. “That’s not a thing!”
They start on their way.
“Wait for me!” Willy says, and trots to follow them.
“Triple buddies?” Joey says, holding his hand out.
“I’m not holding your hand,” Willy mutters, but he sticks close enough that he doesn’t need to.
*
Team breakfast, and Little Caesar isn’t there. Not against curfew or anything, apparently he told Coach. Lunch? Not a single Caesar to be found, except on the menu. And when they get on the bus to the arena, he’s sill missing.
Considering their next game is in Edmonton, AKA Little Caesar’s former territory, followed by a game in Calgary, which is where his in-laws are — and, if Joey remembers correctly, Erin was planning to fly in — Joey figures he’ll turn up eventually, but still.
The buddy system lasted all of one trip. One trip! Joey is disappointed but not surprised. At least he doesn’t have to worry about Little Caesar’s safety. He can fend for himself in the Canadian wilds.
*
Little Caesar pops up for the first time deep, deep in enemy territory. Like, so deep that Scratch and Joey shouldn’t actually be here, but they got confused looking for the hall that’s extra good for kicking around a soccer ball and went the wrong way, and then took directions from a Rogers Arena employee who was either also directionally challenged, or thought that fucking with them would be fun. The point is, they should not be here, and neither should Little Caesar. Erin’s brother is allowed, though. He’s the enemy after all. This is his territory. You can’t just tell people they can’t be on their own territory, that’s rude.
“Little Caesar, you live!” Joey says.
“I live,” Little Caesar says, so flat he may as well be dead. “Why are you here.”
“And Erin’s brother!” Joey says.
Erin’s brother gets all puffed up. “I have a name.”
Joey would assume so, and also assumes he’s been told it before, but if so, he does not remember it. Wait, he does! “Matheson!”
Which is really just ‘Erin’s brother’ all over again, considering that is also her name, but maybe he’ll take it less poorly.
Matheson tilts his head, and Joey swears it’s like looking at Erin. Without the expression you could still pretty easily tell they were related, but with it? Full on ‘I bet this makes Little Caesar extremely uncomfortable whenever he thinks about it too hard’ resemblance, like Scratch gets when Casey and Joey laugh the same.
“Has anyone told you—“ Joey starts, and Little Caesar sends him a look that’s half cutting and half desperate plea to shut up.
“—you look uncannily like your sister?” Joey finishes, because never let it be said that he can take a hint.
Matheson suddenly looks extremely pissy.
“Hey, that’s the face Erin made when I beat her at darts!” Scratch says. “Right before she said things that hurt my feelings.”
He gives Joey a look, and this one Joey listens to.
They flee before another Matheson can hurt them.
*
“Why are they running,” Jared says.
Julius shrugs.
“Why do your married teammates have to be the weird ones?” Jared asks. It’s not exactly like he was going to go ‘hey, you guys also married a dude, let’s be friends’, because he is full up in the friend department, but still.
“They’re all weird,” Julius says.
“Has Erin been terrorizing your teammates?” Jared asks.
Julius’ mouth tips up. “She does not like to lose,” he says.
“Well, obviously,” Jared says. That’s a universal Matheson trait, and the reason they’ve never believed in family game night. Dad’s the worst, but he has a lot of competition. “Are they still running?”
Julius squints down the hall. “Yes,” he says.
“So weird,” Jared says under his breath, and Julius gives him a look of silent suffering in response.
“Are they going in the right direction?” Julius asks.
“Nope,” Jared says.
Julius mutters something under his breath. All Jared catches is ‘coach’ and ‘furious’.
*
“You know,” Coach says, when it’s seven minutes until they have to take the ice for warmups, and ScratchnMoney are nowhere to be found. “I really thought the buddy system was going to prevent these situations. Does that make me naive? Am I naive, boys?”
“You may have been slightly optimistic,” Tate says. “But it’s not bad to be an optimist.”
Coach sighs. “Isn’t it, Willy?” he asks. “Isn’t it?”
“We got lost!” Money says, bursting into the room with five minutes to go. “We got so lost, and we never got found, and there is no reception! No reception in the tunnels! Which is a crime.”
“A crime!” Scratch chimes in as he trots in after Money. “Definitely psychological warfare! And the staff colluded! We should report them!”
Coach looks at Tate. Tate looks back.
“You deal with them,” Coach says tiredly, then retreats back to the glorified closet that’s designated as the office for visiting team coaches.
“And you!” Money says, pointing at Little Caesar. “How did you get here!”
“I followed the signs,” Little Caesar says blandly.
“You followed the enemy, that’s what you followed!” Scratch says.
“Multitask getting dressed and assigning blame,” Tate says. He knows better than to ban assigning blame entirely. They’ll just say he let down his triple buddies or something.
“And who was supposed to be our triple buddy, huh?” Money says, turning on him as expected, but he’s yanking at his shirt and kicking his shoes off as he does so, so Tate decides to consider himself lucky. Not too lucky, but lucky enough.
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i would love to know ur thoughts on the rise of name Jalen in the nba. i’ve always found it fascinating.
Major apologies for taking SO long to answer! Your question made me want to actually do some research on the name Jalen, as I too have wondered why there are so many in the NBA.
Turns out, Jalen Rose is the sole cause of all the Jalen’s! 😳
During 1991-1993, the “Fab Five” from the University of Michigan men’s basketball team rose to fame, and Jalen Rose was one of the members. They were notorious for their on-court antics, and their ability to win games despite only being college freshmen. Ironically, they never won a college championship together.
(Btw, I’m Canadian, so I’m not very familiar with exactly how the system of American college basketball works…so bear with me. 😅)
Anyway, during those years, it seems like parents who were familiar with Jalen Rose, thought the name Jalen was a nice name. There’s actually a spike right during 1991-1992, which is exactly when Jalen Rose became famous.
All those babies grew up and made their way into various American sports. It’s not just the NBA who has a smattering of Jalen’s, but football and soccer too. If you glance at the Wikipedia entry for Jalen, 95% of the entries are people born after 1991, except for Jalen Parmele (although he might be an exception here, as his real name is Justin Alexander and Jalen is his nickname).
As for the name itself, Jalen Rose’s mother seemed to have made up the name** - it’s a combination of his father's (James) and his uncle's (Leonard) names. Apparently, Jalen was bullied for his name when he was younger, since nobody had the name Jalen back then!
Jalen Rose himself had a long NBA career of 13 years, but he was never as successful or prominent as a NBA player as he had been as part of the Fab Five. Tbh, I only know his name because I follow his daughter, Mariah Rose on TikTok (her basketball/football videos are GREAT, highly recommend)! But he has a huge legacy in college basketball AND a legacy of being a really famous Jalen. 😎🏀✨
Thank you so much for leaving this ask in my inbox!! I highly enjoyed doing research for it - I love history, and names are always so fascinating to me as a writer. If you want to know more about Jalen Rose or the Fab Five or even other basketball history, let me know! 💖💖💖
**Disclaimer: This research doesn’t include international Jalen’s, so keep that in mind! I don’t think Jalen Rose’s mother was the sole creator of the name Jalen. 😂
#february was a wonky and busy month tbh#anyway i linked some of my sources in the ask#just in case anyone wanted to read more!#basketball history#ask
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HOOKED AU —
when did her & jack start dating ?
does she have a name?
what does queen ellen think of her?
does she have siblings?
do her (maybe) siblings play hockey?
are they older or younger?
did she play college hockey? (maybe @ wisco which is how she knows caufield?)
is she american or canadian?
does she also play on like the US women’s national team or the Canadian national team
how did she get into hockey?
if she did play NCAA hockey what was her major? (i feel like she’s a STEM girlie)
is she more of a girly girl or more of a tom girl?
I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS ABOUT HER
(also plz make it an AU i love the idea)
thank u anon i love these
- since we established she was drafted in 2020 i think jack starts to pine after her in early 2021 and she finally gives him an ounce of attention in the summer of 2022 when dawson is like he’s not that BAD and i’m sick of hearing him WHINE
they start hooking up during the 22-23 season and that season/summer he starts actually falling, the next season he starts trying to convince her to give him a chance at a serious relationship (the media edit)
she’s completely against it due to professionalism and she was already feeling guilty when she would pull her hits on him
but she falls real hard during that season and it’s what finally pushes her to request her trade and it’s by complete dumb luck that everything before happened to make it so the devs wanted her
they officially start dating after a HEFTY conversation following their first game playing together in which they quite literally slayed so hard the romantic chemistry revived
- she’s technically an y/n however i need a nickname for her and i think she would probably be the type to go by her last name since hockey
- ellen LOVES her
they met after a 22-23 devs/rangers playoff game cause luke wanted her to come over and she’s not gonna say no to luke
ellen sees jack look at her ONE TIMe and is like ok so you’re in love with her that’s cool and he’s like ????? pardon me
and quinn, delirious from his tonsillectomy is like ‘i think they’re fucking’
- she has a little brother who plays minor atom aaa as a goalie!! he always says over facetime that he’ll get good enough so she can never score on him when he’s in the nhl
- i think she deeply hates school, so decided to stay with her womens league / in the press box until her time came
i think they debuted her fairly soon after drafting her either way
- she’s canadian!!! i wanna say she already knew dawson because they played together growing up or they played together during wjc
i feel like she’d be an exception and be allowed in mens wjc since she was projected to be drafted and the tournament is used for scouts
which is why she’s so attached
she also plays on the women’s national team once the rangers are eliminated from contention most years
- she went through a lot of sports as a kid and her parents always tried to push her to do the more fem or generically girl things but when she scored her first ever goal in girls house she decided she wanted this to be her life
- even tho she didn’t i think that she aced chem in high school
her favourite part was making elephant toothpaste and spraying dawson in the face (i’ve apparently decided they grew up together because now thinking of it it’s adorable that they went 18 and 19 in their draft)
- it depends on the day
sometimes she goes to lengths to appear more fem and some days her attitude is very bubbly
other days she’s adam sandler
ASK ALL YOUR QUESTIONS ANON I LOVE THEM
(also i probably am)
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Pageboy Readthrough, Part Five
Previously:
more Canadian history
EP's step-family is an absolute bucket of shit-heads
EP doesn't know the difference between a dab and a dollop, but I forgive her given the "step-family of shit-heads" thing
the subconscious message EP takes in from her family is Why aren't you like them? meaning Why aren't you normal? and your reviewer got maudlin and sad again
Now:
Chapter Six
we start off the chapter with EP and a friend at dinner
EP is living with this friend at the time
earlier in the day that we start into, EP had to call the police about a stalker
the stalker started off as a pen pal when EP was first on TV at the age of 11
EP diverges into telling us what she likes about acting, and surprise surprise, it's "being anyone but who I am"
EP has a music teacher who told her to "stop roughing up the boys at recess" which, you know, same
EP realizes that acting means she will have to wear "girl" costumes, which, you know, duh
EP there is a 900% chance that you did not know they were "cis" boys nor did you refer to them as "cis" boys because no one talked about people as "cis" when you were 11.
Also, "how is that not you"? They're wearing costumes! You are also wearing a costume for what sounds like some sort of historical drama? No one is wearing "suspenders, knickers" in modern-day Canada except in their Mennonite or Hutterite communities.
EP makes a website with basic HTML for school
a man contacts her through it
she likes it because she likes feeling "seen" - the man said he could understand her feelings
he probably could because he was like twenty-eight
we once again digress into the Canadian Part of the story, where I learn that the drive between Toronto (close to where I used to live) and Halifax (where I went on vacation once) is two days
EP and her mom would eat ketchup chips on vacation because, of course, Canadian
back to the pen pal
he is a Creepy Fuck who makes collages of her with angel wings
EP jumps headfirst into an eating disorder which starts by hearing a voice in her head
during what is going to be a very serious moment about a stalker, we take a header into Canadian Stuff because OF COURSE we do
Did you know Toronto is the Raccoon Capital of the World? OF THE WORLD? Jesus, I'm glad I moved... they could have definitely overrun my small town
apparently 100,000 raccoons live in Toronto
2.93 million people live in Toronto, just for a further demographic
anyway, back to the part that matters:
the Creepy Fuck emails all of EP's friends trying to find out where she is
he finds out
EP and her friend call the police
the police are worried and she gets a restraining order against him
we once again play All These People Are Shitheads
the Creepy Fuck FINDS HER, because of course he does
he tries to get her to take a walk with him
she runs
he gets arrested
he has schizophrenia
she does not press charges
things go from Bad to Worse because we are well and truly out of control at this point
EP decides that she will stop eating
she tells us that trans and gender-non-conforming youth are more likely to struggle with eating disorders
I did some research even though I feel like shit trying to correct her in her own sad book, but I am a very specific type of asshole
we know that female individuals are most likely to have eating disorders; I'm sure that now a lot of those female people are trans men and enbys
I had no idea that gay and bisexual men and boys made up almost half of male sufferers of eating disorders
anyway, EP starts doubling down on an eating disorder
I need a moment of levity so I will say that I would eat the fuck out of a Fear Sandwich if it was served at a cool restaurant or a nifty food truck
anyway, back into Hell
We've come to the end of the chapter which is good because I am so incredibly upset about all of this. I thought I was going to be able to do two chapters today since I didn't do much else, but Jesus fuck this book is so incredibly sad.
EP, you can have my dad. We can share dads. He is a very good dad. He would not come to Toronto to kick your ass... he would have come to Toronto to be comforting and to be very involved with everything. He was so concerned for my safety online that he told me that I had to give a fake name to the Christian women in my "Touched by an Angel" fanfic mail chain when I was fourteen, even though all we really did was tell each other we were praying for whatever causes they brought up and sending around new chapters of fic. I think I told them my name was Rachel.
My dad is funny but not at the expense of his children. He's been married to my mom for almost forty years and they love all three of us, let us be our own people throughout our childhoods. He is so incredibly proud of us, for wherever we are in our lives. He would have been proud of you and he would have fought for you the same way he fought for me when I got sick, the same way he fights for my disabled sister's care, the same way he stood up for my baby sister when she punched a kid in junior high because said kid was teasing her and the school wanted to suspend her.
(And this might just be me being selfish, but you are a few months older than I am and I would have loved an older sister. Again, we could have been weird together.)
My point is, you deserved better people around you. You still do. No matter what, you did not deserve this - from your father or from your stalker. You deserved to be a kid, and to be happy, and to eat.
And now I need to go eat, because reading this reminded me I haven't done that yet. Maybe I'll make a Fear Sandwich.
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By Carmen Maria Machado
In the second-to-last episode of The Last of Us, protagonist Ellie finds herself at the mercy of the leader of a religious community on the brink of starving to death. As the leader’s monstrosity reveals itself, we learn that the meat they’re all (barely) surviving on isn’t venison but the flesh of their dead. And season two of Yellowjackets has confirmed season one’s promise—that cannibalism is the way the titular girls’ soccer team endure the brutal conditions of the Canadian winter wilderness. In Bones and All (2022), two teenage cannibals fall in love. Fresh (2022), Dahmer (2022), and, going back a few years, Raw (2016), The Neon Demon (2016), and, of course, Hannibal (2013–2015)—Hollywood can’t get enough of this gruesome horror trope.
We have always been fascinated by cannibalism—its long and lurid history predates modern humans—but what does it say about this specific moment in time that cannibalism is (forgive me) back on the cultural menu? Cannibalism is, ultimately, a type of story, one of our oldest. And right now it seems to be told in two urgent ways, at least on the (big and small) screen.
The first: hunger for human flesh as a metaphor for moneyed excess. Think of Fresh, in which the cannibalistic villain kidnaps and butchers young women for wealthy buyers. What do you get for the man who has everything? A beautiful woman’s buttocks, apparently. In these decadent narratives, lush and stylish visuals don’t feel out of line. In one Fresh scene, a slice of (human) breast is plated like a dish at a fine dining spot, glazed with a silky nut brown sauce and garnished with microgreens. And people couldn’t get enough of Hannibal’s food stylist Janice Poon and her macabre is-it-or-isn’t-it dishes—such as human tongues, presented to Dr. Hannibal’s dinner guests as lamb tongues and nestled artfully inside an origami lotus. They were arranged in elaborate tablescapes straight out of Dutch still lifes. (“Hannibal is a real GQ man, except for the cannibalism,” she also told, uh, GQ.)
These narratives question the ethics of consumption. Meat becomes a literal metaphor: who’s at the top of the food chain and who’s at the bottom; who gets to eat whom. It’s played across gender, class, and appetites of all kinds—men eating women, the rich eating the poor. (Let’s not forget the phrase, “Eat the rich,” either.) For some, consuming others has become a part of their identities—like Hannibal’s eponymous gentleman sadist, who takes great pride in the beauty of his murderous accomplishments. For others, the practice can be horrifying—particularly for, somewhat obviously, the victims.
Cannibalism stories ask us to wrestle with thorny questions about what it means to eat the things we eat, or what it means to unmake something just like us in service of ourselves. It is a subject impossible to untangle from our human desire to consume, or the vulnerabilities that make us easy to be consumed. In her essay on cannibalism as metaphor for capitalism and feminism, Chelsea G. Summers—author of her own brilliant cannibal novel, A Certain Hunger—writes on the way the idea has infected our very language: “We don’t just win; we devour. We don’t just vanquish; we roast our rivals, and we eat them for breakfast. We go to bars described as meat markets in search of a piece of ass, and if we find a lover, we nibble, we ravish, we swallow them whole.” Cannibalism is a way of framing the capitalistic impulse to conquer; how the upper hand, so to speak, always goes straight to the mouth.
In this mode, fictional cannibalism can be campy, even comical, as it demonstrates how we are daily humiliated by the ridiculous rituals and demands of modern life. In Santa Clarita Diet, a suburban wife, mother, and real estate agent becomes a zombie who craves her neighbors’ flesh, and her family just has to matter-of-factly deal with the accompanying drama. Reader, the way I laughed during every gruesome episode! And Fresh starts out as a romance, with a meet-cute between the victim and her kidnapper in a grocery produce aisle; ultimately a satire of the nightmare of dating.
But I am especially unsettled by the second kind of narrative, appearing in shows like The Last of Us and Yellowjackets: stories of desperation and survival, the breaching of an unthinkable taboo in the face of certain death. This reflects the most real-world examples of cannibalism, the ones closest to home. Think of the Uruguayan rugby team who survived in the Andes for two months in 1972 by eating their dead and comparing it to holy communion. Or the Donner Party. There are some subtleties here, in fiction and nonfiction alike—is it equally bad to kill a person to eat them as to eat someone who has already died of other causes?—but sometimes the distinction is irrelevant. Those who eat their kind become necessarily inhuman. Consider the fact that The Last of Us’ villainous cannibal preacher is also a pedophile. Or the Wendigo, a monster from real-life Indigenous tradition that—in some of those traditions—is created when a human being consumes human flesh.
Here, the genre is often stripped of its camp. Viewers find themselves wandering down a different avenue of horror—one that may feel particularly recognizable at the wake of a pandemic and the brink of a recession, amid today’s social, political, and environmental anxieties and inequities, when life already feels unbearably precarious for so many of us. It’s horror that demands answers about what we are, at the edge of things. Horror that asks a question that might be haunting you, in this current apocalyptic moment: What—or who—are you willing to consume in order to survive?
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By Carmen Maria Machado
In the second-to-last episode of The Last of Us, protagonist Ellie finds herself at the mercy of the leader of a religious community on the brink of starving to death. As the leader’s monstrosity reveals itself, we learn that the meat they’re all (barely) surviving on isn’t venison but the flesh of their dead. And season two of Yellowjackets has confirmed season one’s promise—that cannibalism is the way the titular girls’ soccer team endure the brutal conditions of the Canadian winter wilderness. In Bones and All (2022), two teenage cannibals fall in love. Fresh (2022), Dahmer (2022), and, going back a few years, Raw (2016), The Neon Demon (2016), and, of course, Hannibal (2013–2015)—Hollywood can’t get enough of this gruesome horror trope.
We have always been fascinated by cannibalism—its long and lurid history predates modern humans—but what does it say about this specific moment in time that cannibalism is (forgive me) back on the cultural menu? Cannibalism is, ultimately, a type of story, one of our oldest. And right now it seems to be told in two urgent ways, at least on the (big and small) screen.
The first: hunger for human flesh as a metaphor for moneyed excess. Think of Fresh, in which the cannibalistic villain kidnaps and butchers young women for wealthy buyers. What do you get for the man who has everything? A beautiful woman’s buttocks, apparently. In these decadent narratives, lush and stylish visuals don’t feel out of line. In one Fresh scene, a slice of (human) breast is plated like a dish at a fine dining spot, glazed with a silky nut brown sauce and garnished with microgreens. And people couldn’t get enough of Hannibal’s food stylist Janice Poon and her macabre is-it-or-isn’t-it dishes—such as human tongues, presented to Dr. Hannibal’s dinner guests as lamb tongues and nestled artfully inside an origami lotus. They were arranged in elaborate tablescapes straight out of Dutch still lifes. (“Hannibal is a real GQ man, except for the cannibalism,” she also told, uh, GQ.)
These narratives question the ethics of consumption. Meat becomes a literal metaphor: who’s at the top of the food chain and who’s at the bottom; who gets to eat whom. It’s played across gender, class, and appetites of all kinds—men eating women, the rich eating the poor. (Let’s not forget the phrase, “Eat the rich,” either.) For some, consuming others has become a part of their identities—like Hannibal’s eponymous gentleman sadist, who takes great pride in the beauty of his murderous accomplishments. For others, the practice can be horrifying—particularly for, somewhat obviously, the victims.
Cannibalism stories ask us to wrestle with thorny questions about what it means to eat the things we eat, or what it means to unmake something just like us in service of ourselves. It is a subject impossible to untangle from our human desire to consume, or the vulnerabilities that make us easy to be consumed. In her essay on cannibalism as metaphor for capitalism and feminism, Chelsea G. Summers—author of her own brilliant cannibal novel, A Certain Hunger—writes on the way the idea has infected our very language: “We don’t just win; we devour. We don’t just vanquish; we roast our rivals, and we eat them for breakfast. We go to bars described as meat markets in search of a piece of ass, and if we find a lover, we nibble, we ravish, we swallow them whole.” Cannibalism is a way of framing the capitalistic impulse to conquer; how the upper hand, so to speak, always goes straight to the mouth.
In this mode, fictional cannibalism can be campy, even comical, as it demonstrates how we are daily humiliated by the ridiculous rituals and demands of modern life. In Santa Clarita Diet, a suburban wife, mother, and real estate agent becomes a zombie who craves her neighbors’ flesh, and her family just has to matter-of-factly deal with the accompanying drama. Reader, the way I laughed during every gruesome episode! And Fresh starts out as a romance, with a meet-cute between the victim and her kidnapper in a grocery produce aisle; ultimately a satire of the nightmare of dating.
But I am especially unsettled by the second kind of narrative, appearing in shows like The Last of Us and Yellowjackets: stories of desperation and survival, the breaching of an unthinkable taboo in the face of certain death. This reflects the most real-world examples of cannibalism, the ones closest to home. Think of the Uruguayan rugby team who survived in the Andes for two months in 1972 by eating their dead and comparing it to holy communion. Or the Donner Party. There are some subtleties here, in fiction and nonfiction alike—is it equally bad to kill a person to eat them as to eat someone who has already died of other causes?—but sometimes the distinction is irrelevant. Those who eat their kind become necessarily inhuman. Consider the fact that The Last of Us’ villainous cannibal preacher is also a pedophile. Or the Wendigo, a monster from real-life Indigenous tradition that—in some of those traditions—is created when a human being consumes human flesh.
Here, the genre is often stripped of its camp. Viewers find themselves wandering down a different avenue of horror—one that may feel particularly recognizable at the wake of a pandemic and the brink of a recession, amid today’s social, political, and environmental anxieties and inequities, when life already feels unbearably precarious for so many of us. It’s horror that demands answers about what we are, at the edge of things. Horror that asks a question that might be haunting you, in this current apocalyptic moment: What—or who—are you willing to consume in order to survive?
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Sorry I should have went into more details. I meant the other thirsty ask that the other anons sent to you while I was away 🙃. They literally shook me and I was not prepared.
Also thank you so much. I was shocked at how much training I had to do. But I apparently got it really quickly, and now they want to give me another month to get comfortable at this position. And then train me for a higher one. They already started sending me all the thing I need to study before training starts 🥴.
Again I'm not surprised by that Reddit. As you said could be false. But his Taurus venus does make him that I wanna cuddle, praise you and take care of you afterwards type (also he's Canadian). So I can believe it 😏.
And I know what you mean, my ex is a Scorpio sun with a Scorpio venus. And afterwards he would always praise me. You never know you have a praise kink until someone does it to you 🤦♀️
the #thirstgirlsforHayden never disappoint (and girls is meant in the gender neutral way, ppl of all genders can thirst after Hayden)
and also he’s just THE NICEST and i have no trouble believing that but it’s just so hard…why is Hayden so amazing and like i can’t even force myself to be attracted to men i meet in real life except once in a blue moon and then that man has a beautiful girlfriend so i’m just outta luck at this point 🤷♀️ you guys are the winners in this situation bc i will keep being lonely and writing stupid fanfic that ppl seem to enjoy lol
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“Newspaper Men Conducted Through the Penitentiary,” Kingston Whig-Standard. October 22, 1932. Page 10.
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Shown Scene of Rioting— Cameras Inside the Walls Absolutely Taboo — News Men Couldn't Ask Questions
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Conducted personally by General Ormond, superintendent of penitentiaries and Lt.-Colonel J. C. Stewart, commanding officer of the Royal Canadian Horse Artillery, ten newspaper men, three of whom were from the Whig-Standard, were taken through the barrier into the penitentiary itself and on a tour of the ground and buildings that lasted nearly an hour late Friday afternoon. Placed on their honor that they would not take a single question nor converse among themselves after they entered the gate, the ten newspapermen, who waited over three hours for the privilege, finally had an opportunity to see at first hand the actual scene of the turmoil that has excited the entire Dominion of Canada and far beyond its boundaries during the present week.
Just at noon, word was received that an interview would be given. The reporter hurried to the barrier at Alwington Avenue, where they waited until about 2.45 while necessary arrangements were made inside the walls. During that time, three parties of ten or twelve convicts each were escorted from the main penitentiary to the New Women Penitentiary.
Finally the word came and the entire party was taken past the guard at the barrier and down to the main gate. There they were all counted in. Ten, no more, no less. General Ormond and Colonel Stewart met the party outside the gate. Through another gate while the counting went on again, the whole party passed into the prison yard. The instruction that had been given over the telephone were repeated at the gate, about no questions and keeping silence.
Inside Walls
From this point, the party proceeded to the right following roadways and paths through the grounds and among the buildings. At various points the General would stop and pointing with his cane, he would announce, in a clear military tone, "Main cell block," “Keeper’s Office." and such titles which he attached to the points of interest.
Early in the procession a few convicts in the main cell block gleaned that something unusual was going on and apparently, seeing the touring party, proceeded to give the visitor the razz in no uncertain tones. At that one time and, except for one slight incident later, no trace or hint of disturbance could be heard. What the eye could see was not very noticeable either, though ten men gave the whole show the closest scrutiny that it could possibly receive on a flying trip.
Down past the chapels, the party proceeded on as the General pointed his cane and announced ‘'Roman Catholic Chapel," “Protestant Chapel."
By this time the excursion had reached to waterfront part of the prison enclosure, following down the western wall. The kitchen was pointed out and through a barred door, two figures in white could be seen. These the General pointed out with the words: “Inmates working.”
Monday's Riot Scene
The next step was to enter to southern block, the large building that houses the various workshops and in which the trouble broke out on Monday. These shops are located in the four arms of the cross-shaped building.
All of the shops, except one and that was the first one which the General approached, were open and the party was taken into and around them completely. The one hop which was looked was the blacksmith shop to which the trouble had it’s very origin. This explanation was given by General Ormond, who added a few more words to his previous short-clipped remarks. Apparently changing his mind, however, he stopped in the middle of a sentence and waved his hands to a gesture that he would explain later during the interview to his office. He did point out, however, the places on the doors where the locks had been burned out by acetylene torches. This was done first to the blacksmith shop and from there the torches were taken by the prisoners to the doors of other shops to the same building where other steel locks were burned off.
In the mail bag room, where it was announced the shooting of the first day took place, four sewing machines had been ripped from table and at one end of the room, the remains of the smashed machines were lying around. In the shops the General pointed to tools, saying "Plenty of weapons." Nothing else was said and apparently the party was to understand that the men had not fought as much or used as many weapons as might have been expected.
Power House
Next the party entered the power house pump rooms and electric departments. The fires were going under the boilers, with soldiers doing the stoking. The machinery seemed to be all in operation. The General said, very dramatically this time, “Gentlemen, this is the power house.' He then shrugged his shoulders and all tried to draw their own conclusions as to just what shade of meaning was intended. His reference might have been to the persistent rumor a few days ago that this plant had been seized by the prisoners.
Coming out of the work-shop block, the party commenced working north again, this time crossing over and coming up the western wall.
The garages, the stables, and other such buildings were pointed out and the men invited to look in. In most of these buildings, a few broken windows could be seen but there were far mare Intact than broken.
Black Hole
The next imposing building on the right was the Prison of Isolation, which the General described with the one title: "The Black Hole of Calcutta."
Here a second outbreak of noise was heard. It was not a direct call to the party below but coming from some broken window above, seemed to be prisoners on the inside calling to one another. One large window was completely broken out, every one of Its small panes being broken. The glass lay on the grass and the walk below and the General and his party walked over it without the slightest comment, no more than if it had been a pool of water on the roadside. In addition to the glass, about six or eight lengths of wood that seemed to be of about the weight of clapboarding were lying just where they had been pushed from the window above. It was evident that they had come from the window because four more pieces were sticking part way out through the broken pane, but nothing was thrown or moved while the party was to sight.
Continuing up near the east wall, the party again passed the main cell block upon which no comment was passed. It, as nearly everyone knows, is the main building surmounted by the prison dome. The newsmen were not in it at any time but passed on all four aides of it. It seemed to be absolutely quiet except for the one incident right at the outset.
Lighting Arrangements
The special lighting arrangements on the walls next attracted the attention of General Ormond, who explained just what lights had been used on Monday night and what ones had been added on Thursday and again on Friday.
From here, the party passed through the front of the yard again and entered the offices at the gate. Again they were counted in, and the ten were still all there and no one had lagged behind. Just in case anyone should have had such a notion, the party had been followed on all its rounds by a soldier with a rifle, who trailed along very solemnly, said not a word, and always seemed to be looking just the other way.
The General then entered his own office and after another wait of a few minute, the whole party filed in. General Ormond read his interview as is given elsewhere.
At the conclusion he added: “Gentlemen, you can realise I am fairly busy. I bid you ‘Good afternoon.’
All were marched out again, signed the visitors’ register in one of the offices and filed through the gates, counted each time, just ten, no more, no less.
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The Left vs. Right
I don’t know what to do, and I don’t think I’ll be able to be understood if I talked about it on YouTube. If you want to ignore this. You can but getting my fears off my chest has always been good for me.
So today I watched this video down below.⬇️
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I wasn’t listening to this whole video. I was mainly focused on the 2 subjects. Which were the Transwomen and Black’s Only, but then out of curiosity I took a look at the Trump stuff. Which is when everything spiralled. Cause it has come to my attention that Amala Ekpunobi is a Trump supporter.
Now I’m usually middle ground because I’m absolutely terrible with social stuff and especially politics but as someone who is a voter… I try to be aware of the situation.
So I’m a few minutes in listening to this and my mom who’s way better at understanding this says some things.
Amala says something about Joe Biden (I don’t exactly know what)
My Mom: “He can’t do that “
Amala talks about Trump.
My Mom: “Her credibility is gone. She’s talking out of the side of her mouth. Is Trump secretly paying her?”
I know some people are confused by that last part so to put some perspective on this. Amala just had a debate about why “biological men “ shouldn’t be allowed to be in women’s safe spaces. Now she’s talking about voting for Trump who has a history of sexually assaulting women. So she basically went from protecting women to asking people to vote for a man who assaulted women.
I checked and it apparently was more than one woman. He’s gone after a few over the years.
Here’s where things get interesting. I’m Canadian. He has no authority over me. I don’t have him running my country. My leader is Trudeau. Except… Trump… from what I gather is trying to… basically he wants Canada to be part of the United States of America. This makes him and any of his supporters a threat, to me and my home.
What makes this worse is that the Conservatives as you’ve seen in the video above. Are using the Woke idiots to make the Liberals look bad. If people are angry with the Liberals they’ll vote for the opposite of Liberals. Which is Conservative. The Americans as you realized do affect many Canadians. Cause of us being neighbours.
So basically… If Trump becomes President and Canada has a Majority (I’m okay with it being a minority) Government for Conservative… party…😅
We Canadians will be up 💩’s creek without a paddle.
We have 8 months till the Americans elections. A year give or take for Our elections but I just feel so… scared because the only thing I can do for my country is vote. That’s the only capability I have. I feel… so… useless.
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Peru Part 2: The Inca Trail
The longest I’ve ever hiked in one day is close to 20 miles (17.7 according to my tracking app if we want to be exact), so 26 miles spread over four days seems like nothing. The elevation grade is similar to the hikes back home, the terrain is nicer than back home, and I don’t even have to carry all my gear. EXCEPT, add in the inability to catch your breath because of the altitude, the semi-constant headache also due to altitude, and that elevation grade goes on for more miles than it does in New York, and you’ve got a challenging hike on your hands.
Add in an INCREDIBLE team of porters and cooks, two amazing guides, a whole bunch of new friends, and the fact that you’re hiking the Inca Trail to Macchu Picchu, and it’ll all be a-okay.
The first morning in Cusco felt like a bad hangover, a headache, some nausea, and fatigue, the altitude really hits you. It hits some people a lot harder, and some not at all. By mid-afternoon on the first day in Cusco, I was fine. Cusco is at 11,200 feet. Macchu Picchu is at about 8,000 feet, but the highest point on the trail is 13,780 feet.
I trekked withG Adventures, and I have absolutely nothing be great things to say. While on the trail it’s clear some trekking agencies treat their porters better than others, G apparently pays them much more than the average and provides uniforms including boots, zip-off pants, shirts, jackets, beanies, and gloves. I’m still not convinced that the porters aren’t actually test subjects for some type of super soldier serum because how else can they clean up and pack up breakfast after we’ve already left, and beat us to our lunch spot with everything already set up again? It’s magic.
The Gear:
The porters are allowed to carry 6kg (13.2 pounds) of our personal gear: clothes, toiletries, and sleeping bag, sleeping mat. G provides a duffle bag for you to put your stuff in. You can bring your own sleeping bag, pad, and hiking poles, or rent them. Only 45 soles to rent the sleeping bag, which seemed a lot easier than taking up that much space in my luggage with my own. Trekking poles (30 soles to rent a pair) aren’t allowed on carry-ons so if I wanted them (and I did) I was going to rent them. It was less than $20 USD for my poles and sleeping bag.
G provides everything else: tents, food (including a bag of snacks), water (boiled at each lunch and campsite for drinking), all the gear they need to cooking and camp. And by providing tents, I mean you arrive to camp each day with your tent already set up, and your gear in it.
All you need to carry is a daypack with your water bottle (enough to last to lunch each day, where there is refills), snacks, extra layers for the day, and whatever tech you brought (camera, power bank, earbuds). The less changes of clothes you bring, the less you’ll have to carry. Everyone is going to smell anyways so might as well re-wear some clothes.
The Group:
Most of our trekking group was in their 20s-30s, with a few people a little older. There was a handful of married couples and five single women (no solo traveling men), in a pre-pandemic world G didn’t usually provide solo travelers their own tents, but they do for now. As much as I wouldn’t have minded sharing with one of the other girls on the trip, it was nice to have my own little space. Some of us had bad knees, I had my dumb ankle, some were more athletic and some had never really hiked before. A lot of Canadians, myself and two other Americans, a few folks from Europe, and some from Australia. It was a good mix.
Our head guide was David, who despite getting my hopes up about ice cream, was amazing. Our assistant guide, Yonathan, was also incredible. They were obviously great at their jobs, incredibly knowledgeable about the region, funny, and motivational. Every time we made it to a break spot Yonathan would offer high fives and a “great job chica!” My first major hike back in the USA when there was no one waiting with high fives and a “great job chica!” it was a bit sad. I should’ve recorded it so I could continue to have that motivation on every hike.
On the last night, we all gathered to give our porters a tip. The recommendation is about $40 USD each, given to the head porter to split among his team. We also tipped Yonathan (recommendation is $5-13) and David (recommendation $10-25), who each deserved much more than the recommendation.
The Trek:
Day one starts early (actually they all do), with an early pick-up in Cusco. Those who booked their pre-trek accommodation with G had pick-up at the hotel, and those of us who were staying elsewhere made our own way to the G office (which was all of a 6-minute walk from my hostel). I’m pretty sure we all napped on the bus, we stopped for a delicious breakfast and continued to the start of the trail.
Day one was gradual, with more rolling hills than steep climbs, especially compared to day two. To pass the time we started counting the animals we saw, and quickly determined we needed better criteria because counting all the animals would be a lot. Four-legged slightly domesticated animals was the ruling. There’s a spreadsheet that has the totals. Day one passes through various villages and communities, often the locals are out selling cold water, Gatorade, and snacks. And offering toilets for one sole (about 25 cents in USD).
Day two is the steepest. And the hardest. And highest elevation. There are a lot of stairs. Apparently, on the whole trail, there are around 11,000 steps. I’ll take stone steps over the straight-up rock slabs we call “trails” here in New York any day. Our guides let us go at our pace, so no one had to feel like they were holding others back. At some point, my ankle started getting a bit angry so I put in my headphone and put on some music as a distraction. We made it to the highest point, the top of “Dead Women’s Pass,” by the early afternoon, and it was all downhill from there. Seeing our campsite by mid-afternoon was an incredible feeling. There was plenty of time to relax between lunch and dinner. And nap.
Day three is the most beautiful. The hard climb of day two is over, the trail is much more gradual from here. Day three includes stops at multiple Inca sites, trails through the jungle and clouds, and plenty of “oh wow,” moments. Seeing some of the smaller Inca sites, knowing Macchu Picchu is going to somehow be even more impressive, is a wild realization.
Day four is an early wake-up, around 3 am. Mostly so the porters and crew can pack up and catch their train in time, and so we can line up with all the other groups at the checkpoint before heading up to the Sun Gate. The final climb of the trip is the last bit up to the Sun Gate, where assuming the weather is cooperating you can see the first views of Macchu Picchu. Not that day. But once those first views come into view, and once you actually are walking along the upper terraces of Macchu Picchu, where you get to take your Instagram-worthy pictures, there’s an overwhelming feeling of “holy shit I made it,” and it still doesn't quite feel real. Almost like a dream. There’s also the slight feeling of superiority walking past all the “train people” as we head down to the main visitor’s area. David, our guide, gives us a wonderful tour of Macchu Picchu, before we take the bus all the way down the hill to Aguas Calientes, where lunch and ice cream await before catching the train back towards Cusco. Sitting on the cushioned seats, with backs and everything, on that short bus ride down was the best feeling.
The Camps:
Having your tent set up when you arrive at camp, having a hot meal prepared, and being able to just, is my new favorite way to camp. How much would it cost to hire a porter for all of my camping back home? Each evening, they provided us with bowls of hot water to wash up, or you could opt to take a shower with water as cold as the actual arctic. Or you could take your hot water into the showers and do something between a real shower and whore’s bath so you feel a little cleaner.
There were hot beverages served before dinner most days - tea, hot chocolate, or coffee. And snacks - crackers and popcorn. Most meals involved at least a soup (or porridge for breakfast), and the main dish. I’m used to camp meals being oatmeal in the morning, sandwiches for lunch, and pasta for dinner. Not this time. Porridge, pancakes, eggs, pizza, chicken dishes, soups, rice, and much more. Lunch on day three was a FOUR COURSE LUNCH, including steak and potatoes and a CAKE, beautifully frosted. If they had left the cake decorating cake at home, they could’ve saved a handful of ounces in their bags.
The Conclusion:
It still doesn't feel one hundred percent real. It feels like a really vivid dream. I was in Macchu Picchu a month ago. I was standing at one of the wonders of the world. I was standing where Incas stood 500+ years ago. I hiked 26 miles to get there. I made some really amazing new friends and created some incredible memories. We have a group chat with everyone who was on the trek. It’s a pretty quiet chat, but every handful of days someone will shoot out a message and I’ll smile. Just like I was the entire trek, even when I was struggling to catch my breath.
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Day 17, 28th Sept, Busan
Busan is on the coast and has a lot of peninsulas and islands linked by bridges. At most seaward points are lovely parks. Today I went to the Igidae Waterside Park. Pity it wasn’t a sunnier day as the views were spectacular. It took me four bus changes only because I wanted to go to each end of the coastal walk and I called into two museums on the way. I had a lovely encounter at my second bus change with three teenage school boys. I wish I had taken their photo. We were the only ones at the bus stop in a quite street so they were keen to try out their English. One could speak a bit, one only hello but the other one had a few words like ‘hello’ and ‘oh my god’, ‘OMG’ which he continued to say. It was pretty funny. He must have heard that somewhere. I told them I was from Australia which they understood and then one hopped like a kangaroo. The bus driver must have seen me talking to the boys and assumed I could speak Korean, as the boys were waving goodbye to me like old friends, so he spoke to me in Korean and pointed at the boys. It was one of the little buses as we were going up steep hills to the museums and I was the only one on. You assume what he might have been saying as he had a smile on his face. It doesn’t take much to be able to communicate.
This hill had a lot of memorial buildings to the UN and the Korean War. This was the UN Veterans Memorial.
This was the view from the National Memorial Museum of Forced Mobilization under Japanese Occupation
The museum had some hard hitting stories about abuses that the Japanese did to the Korean population from when they annexed Korea in 1910 forcing many men to be moved to a number of islands scattered in the Midwestern Pacific to build airports, sea ports and air raid shelters.
Japanese ‘Comfort Stations’ varied from region to region. Women, who had often applied for jobs found them to be scams and were forced into serving the Japanese military. They were basically sex slaves and moved around where the need was, to China and Japan and other parts of Asia. Unimaginable pain and suffering occurred with these women and many died. Those that survived had a hard time returning to Korea after the war due to the shame and basically lack of transport for people to move from country to country.
After the war a few women forced the authorities in Tokyo to confront the legacy of the abuses that many Korean women faced. It is thought that up to 300,000 women were involved.
There was a war full of photographs of Koreans who were take away and never returned.
This was in the middle of the museum called the ‘Site of Memory’.
Around the outside are names of missing people.
ID’s of the missing.
Next door is the UN Peace Memorial Hall.
The flags of the member countries of the UN.
One section was dedicated to the Canadians that fought in the Korean War.
This was an interesting photo and there was a model of this building in my post from the Seoul Museum. To bring Seoul up to the standard of a colonial country Japan moved the front gate of the main palace to the side and built this large western style building in the palace grounds. Joe was telling us about this and apparently when The Korean government was pulling it down to restore the palace buildings the Japanese wanted to take all the blocks of stone back to Japan. Their request was refused.
With the division of Korea into north and south after WWII not everyone was happy and unexpectedly North Korea invaded South Korea on 25th June, 1950
The country had been divided at the 38th Parallel.
The North quickly advanced into South Korea their military and weapons were so much more advanced. They had the backing of Russia. Eventually the UN forces stepped in with 16 countries sending soldiers, and 6 other countries sending support. Other countries sent supplies. Before the UN intervened the North had advanced south except for the area around Busan which became the short term capital for South Korea. Without Busan it would have been difficult for the UN troops to get into South Korea. Eventually they pushed the North past the 38th parallel but were meet with freezing cold weather and endless numbers of troops from China which stopped them in their tracks. Finally, an Armistice was called which South Korea never actually signed.
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Starting in March 2011, the Syrian civil war has generated more than 160,000 fatalities, 3 million refugees and 6.5 million internally displaced people
Looking down from the Memorial you can see the UN cemetery for fallen Korean War soldiers with many national flags and walls of names of those soldiers lost.
From the museum I caught another bus to the end of the peninsular to Igidae Waterside Park. It’s amazing driving through all the tall apartment blocks. I took this from the bus.
Ever park you walk through has exercise equipment.
This was the Gwingan Bridge from one end of the Coastal walking trail. On a sunny day the view is quite spectacular.
Some of the buildings are so high. No wonder people spend so much time outside because in some of the older apartment blocks you can see that the windows aren’t big and often they would be just looking into the next apartment block.
The coastline is fairly rocky and the coastal trail is difficult with many many steps. It is 4.7 kms long. I was happy to visit one end for a wander and then catch another bus to the other end for a look.
There is a glass skywalk over the rocks which gives a good view of the coastline.
You had to put big socks over your shoes to walk on the glass.
The view in the distance looking towards Haeunde Beach.
I zoomed in here to see the round building in the middle in among the trees. I visited there when I was passing through Busan on our tour. The building was especially built for the 2005 APEC meeting. It’s in a fabulous location in a lovely park.
The APEC leaders wearing traditional Hanbok. John Howard is in blue on the left.
This apartment complex was right at the edge of the cliff face.
From here I could catch one bus back to my hotel. Very easy.
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Why Bosses Don't Acquire All of the News
Not very long ago, an associate which works in television complained that this market has no curiosity about real business stories. And, I acquired to agree using him, since all of us don't see many coverage that does not involve stock prices or even some sort of scandal.
But, generally there has been a single important exception. A couple of years ago, the English Broadcasting Corporation (BBC) began airing a company show that grew to become as popular as being an of its regular prime-time fare (American plus Canadian television systems followed up together with their own types of the program).
Fast Company magazine told us about the BBC program, which usually sees CEOs leaving behind their corner workplaces for a period for the front traces. And, as these people work on front side lines, the video cameras are rolling.
For most, if not all CEOs who took part, the feeling was a great eye-opener. According to the magazine, "Almost without exception, CEOs learn a training in communication. ' get more info find people at the heart of each and every organization who know exactly what's right and even what's wrong with it, ' says [Robert] Thirkell [who generates the show]. 'But between them in addition to the bosses is definitely a layer of men and women -- those in whose careers depend on sanitizing that info. Bosses are constantly surprised at how very much knowledge exists further more down the ladder. '"
With that will in mind, why don't spend a minute or two taking into consideration the barriers to very good upward communication. However rather than pin the consequence on middle management, which is apparently one of the themes of the program, we'll take a look at structural issues.
Very first, upward communication consists of the aggregation of information or data. For example , a supervisor information on the group efforts of five front-line staff, some sort of manager aggregates the data of several supervisors, and some sort of vice-president aggregates the particular information provided by simply five managers.
Seeing that the information gets aggregated that way, that loses almost all of it is context and richness. By richness, I am talking about the anecdotal and personalized relief of knowing that front-line workers gather and create from continuous connections with customers or perhaps users. Obviously, almost all CEOs you do not have occasion to read reviews comprised of lots of anecdotes; that they want summaries with the information.
Second, while information or info moves upward, that tends to always be slotted into pre-existing categories. Employees about the front-lines understand and understand the particular nuances of every single customer story; that reflects, to some greater or lesser level, the personal romantic relationship between worker in addition to customer. But, there's no place for nuance in weekly reports.
Third, upward connection normally deals with compliance, rather compared to competitive or in business intelligence. Managers use information moving up the hierarchy to find out how well instructions possess been followed. Whenever they want competitive or operational information they often use different means, such as taking in consultants or commissioning studies.
It's always tempting in order to attribute communication downfalls to moral problems by managers, but if you act like you really want to understand communication failures, you should start by looking for strength hurdles.
In summary, CEOs who devote time on the front lines will undoubtedly maintain regarding many surprises. But , if they need to get this news from the front side lines, they'll want to address the particular structural nature regarding upward communication.
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kind of drunk and crying now that i've realized kurtis conner is really cute
#kurtis conner#i am never attracted to white men but hollyyy shit#canadian men are the exception apparently
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uhh why was china getting kicked out of the olympics
long story short: no but actually yes
currently, china's men's hockey team is the ranked 32rd worldwide, aka the lowest ranked team to qualify for the men's olympics in... a while
+ there's only uhh 12 teams in the men's tournament
now how they qualified at all was because after winning the olympic bid, china was granted automatic berths in both men's and women's hockey tournaments by the iihf
(in theory this is fine: iihf did this for south korea in 2018 + promising move to grow the game in china while also forcing china to buff its hockey programs in general + give china a chance to actually make headway in a major winter sport, which we've been historically abysmal at)
in practice this is very not fine
in preliminary qualifiers for the 2018 olympics, team china came dead last in group L, winning 0 games with a grand -21 goal differential against serbia, spain, and iceland (currently ranked #29, #31, and #35 respectively). it was so brutal i gaslighted myself into totally forgetting about it until i came across it again today
and btw china hasn't played an international game since 2019 bc of COVID
anyway remember back in april when they announced the olympic groupings:
what's that? what's that in the front? we have canada (#1), US (#6), germany (#7) and china (#32). okay.
also, in case you've forgotten (you haven't). daddy bettman is letting the nhl loose on the olympics this year, with crosby and mcdavid definitely out to tear up in team canada and who knows who else in the rest of the group. china gets net zero benefit from this whole ordeal: we have one (1) nhl player currently living his best life in cornell. he spent last year becoming a business analyst.
this isn't even like a regular year. the nhl talent pool alone right now? absolutely off the shits. scmp aptly puts it as "the planet’s most talent-rich ice hockey tournament in eight years"
bringing back this quote from a former coach because i think it sums up quintessential team china hockey:
you have got to help me
so basically no development internationally, abysmal roster at best with little changes at the senior level compared to the last olympics where we got completely rimmed blind
anyway
because the iihf is desperately trying not to rapidly descend into clown representation, we leave china with two options:
get china to recruit some boys from north america/europe with chinese heritage + naturalize them in time for the olympics so we have a decent roster
get kicked out
option 1 sounds pretty good, tbh, except for the fact that the iihf has a rule that players have to play in their new country for at least 2 years before switching nationalities. bit too late for that but this is okay because apparently we are so catastrophically bad that the iihf is willing to bend the eligibility rules to avoid a murder on international ice
option 1 would also sound pretty good because we've actually been recruiting a lot of our heritage boys via Kunlun Red Stars. not a bad choice, since it gives them runtime in the KHL
we are ignoring the fact that they haven't qualified for playoffs since their founding, and had the worst season in their history in 20-21
IT WOULD BE PRETTY GOOD except for the fact that apparently the KRS had a "falling out" with the chinese ice hockey association. now all our potential recruits (read: literally all ethnically chinese players) are unusable until the general administration of sports gets its shit together
you fucked up a perfectly good team is what they did. look at it. it's god anxiety.
"there are reports that players from the Soviet bloc are being considered, perhaps those from Central Asia, who look at least a little “Chinese”" stop stop stop stop stop oh my fucking god
there's also an emergency option which is to beg a ton of white guys to join. this is how we got our coach. we hired a canadian coach for team china hockey. who are we
we're on the trajectory to get pretty historically bodied which is something that the iihf would love to prevent and the US would love to enable. also read this hot take i found that made me start crying
"avoid rubbing it in" you have GOT TO HELP ME
anyway, there was a source from iihf that said there's nothing expected to change with china's participation, but luc tardif said there would be an official decision by end of october as to whether china gets the chopping block out of their very own tournament or face global demolition on the world stage
pray for me besties i am unwell
also bonus for some incredible headlines we got out of this:
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Harry did a little video (in that cute cardigan and hat hair from his outfit the day before yesterday- a whole ass work day all around) saying thank you for his win at the Junos (Canadian Music Awards), where Fine Line got Best International Album, and he liked a post by Dylan Jones (journalist, GQ) congratulating Gary Kemp (Spandau Ballet, uncle to Roman Kemp) on a new album. Gary Kemp’s new single features Queen’s Roger Taylor- and a video by Charlie Lightening, who has made an upcoming documentary with him as well about the making of the album. HUH, just like someone else we know hmm?
A spa in Redditch announced “the world’s first Harry Styles themed spa day”, with a heavy emphasis on watermelons to make it Harry themed. For a mere £72 you get to smell a Harry scented “Breathe Me In” candle with his face on it (only the first 15 people get to keep one though), eat a lunch with no olives or beets (“Harry apparently hates those”) and enjoy some not really all that themed facials and stuff with a non-stop Harry soundtrack throughout. They miss the opportunity to point out that Harry was born in Redditch, but advertise a line of Harry scented products with his face on them coming soon; is that legal? Guess we’ll find out! And Harry’s convicted stalker, Pablo Tarazaga-Orero, was charged with violating the terms of his sentence last year for posting about One Direction, but that charge was dropped yesterday. (blah blah joke about ‘if posting about 1D is a crime’, except this guy actually scared Harry and is mentally ill and the whole thing isn’t funny at all so… no.)
Louis posted simply a picture of the logo on his vintage England jersey (no not the one he was wearing yesterday, a different one), on the face of it just his way of cheering on the national team as the European Championship games gear up to begin but as it turns out also the lead in to a sponcon post, and as Soccer Aid geared up for a big announcement about this year’s lineup, they liked and commented on a tweet about when Louis (and Niall) played in 2016, getting people’s hopes way up; yes please! But whether or not that football fantasy comes to pass, Louis has invited us to play Fantasy Football with him (user Louist28), posting a link and code for his Euro FF league (‘England to Win the Euros’). Go Louis, cultivating the ‘grown men who run outside to see him’ demographic AND getting that coin! Also producer team SuperHi commented on their post about being in the studio with him last week- “Louis was amazing to work with-- a true gent and talent. And his fans are awesome”, I mean tell us something we don’t already know.
#harry styles#louis tomlinson#the HS spa day page says they will ‘allow you to basque in the life of luxury’ raising questions as to whether it is a front#to raise funds for indigenous independence movements?? or simply very poorly spellchecked#no wonder they need to specify there won’t be olives it all makes sense now#(the basque peoples' live in what is now northern spain and southern France and struggle for autonomy#the spa probably wanted us to BASK in the Harry scented ambiance)#charlie lightening#5 jun 21#tw stalking
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