talked about Mike Murdock with a friend and they said offhandedly that he sounds like he would listen to Westlife.
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My roommate and I are financially unstable while he does through a long, complicated diagnosis process that started as we stopped being homeless. I just got a job, and it's going to pay well and allow us to get caught up and stable, but I don't get my check for a week and a half. We have rent due on the 1st, our storage bill due at the end of the month, and we are out of food.
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jean’s novel being called the sunshine court… the implications of that… his being denied to see the sun when he was trapped with the ravens in edgar allan… getting out of there and transferring to usc to play for the trojans in the california sun… jeremy in tkm saying ‘we have to get him some sun this summer, though! he’s a little pale to pull off red and gold right now’… jean finally gets to live in the sun. i am so unwell.
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Ok, I gotta get something off my chest. PLEASE don't take this as a 'well actually' post, because it's not. I am just expressing how that particular scene in Episode 8 made me feel.
I've seen A LOT of people thirsting over the shots of Magneto in the last episode (for understandable reasons, all you need is eyes and good tastes). And hey, outside of the context, but also as a result of the intention behind the shot - a fetishized display - I'd be 'I see what you did and I appreciate what I see'. If anything, this is an indication that there had to have been queer people involved in the production of the show, because there is a fine line to walk here and queer creators know how to do that better than anyone else.
BUT I need to speak about the levels of discomfort those shots made me go through. Magneto is depicted as EXPOSED, disempowered, and humiliated in all those moments, and it's terrifying. It's like a punch to the gut each time we revisit his condition, but it's also meant to inflict guilt upon the viewer for well... enjoying the sight. He is shackled and collared, his prisoner number is on display, and he is crucified in front of screens! In front of watchers! In front of nations and in front of people that are turned on by a power dynamic that would see those that they fear or hate in chains.
I cannot express what power those moments hold. Once he is freed, his anger, his pain, his thirst for blood feel personal, feel well... justified. You see him sending the world to hell and you can't do anything but say 'good riddance'.
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