“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.”—
I think it’s adorable how in every video of Tom Felton Q&As at conventions,
he calls everyone sweetheart or lovely (which he apparently also does when meeting fans. Why did I miss my chance to meet him?? :( also I think this is something I would only find cute in a British accent, otherwise I’d probably think it’s super cheesy haha)
there are always at least 3+ instances in which the whole audience collectively “awww”s at something he says lol (and it’s never because of something adorable, it’s always a pity aw, like when he makes little kids cry just by showing up)
“I’m not going to mislead anybody. Politics is really hard. And it is harder for women. There’s a double standard, and you can’t complain about it. You just have to accept it, and be smart enough to navigate it. And you have to have a pretty tough skin. To paraphrase a favorite quote from Eleanor Roosevelt: If a woman wants to be in politics, she has to have the skin of a rhinoceros. Most men who go into politics just think they’re great. They believe they can do anything. Most young women, not only in politics but in most areas, are more cautious and more likely to say, ‘Could I really do this? Am I good enough?’ I was talking to a friend and very successful businessman the other day, and he said, ‘The thing that still annoys me more than anything is that I see all these young women who are so much more capable than they allow themselves to believe. And I see so many young men who are so much less capable but who believe they are God’s gift to the world.’ I would just say to women: Try it! Put your foot in the pond and see if you want to swim.”—Hillary Clinton On Politics & The Double Standard For Women
“Passion is always a mystery and unaccountable, and unfortunately there is no doubt that life does not spare its purest children and often it is just the most deserving people who cannot help loving those that destroy them.”—Hermann Hesse, Gertrude
There comes a time when you stop fighting to stretch the skin you’ve been given into something it is not and simply let it keep your muscles in place. And you realize the sun feels much nicer this way, and that your fingers don’t have to work as hard. It doesn’t hurt to move as much when you have your eyes closed. Your feet write poetry on the dust, and your heartbeat keeps steady time, if you let them.
“There is a fundamental reason why we look at the sky with wonder and longing—for the same reason that we stand, hour after hour, gazing at the distant swell of the open ocean. There is something like an ancient wisdom, encoded and tucked away in our DNA, that knows its point of origin as surely as a salmonid knows its creek. Intellectually, we may not want to return there, but the genes know, and long for their origins—their home in the salty depths. But if the seas are our immediate source, the penultimate source is certainly the heavens… . The spectacular truth is—and this is something that your DNA has known all along—the very atoms of your body—the iron, calcium, phosphorus, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and on and on—were initially forged in long-dead stars. This is why, when you stand outside under a moonless, country sky, you feel some ineffable tugging at your innards. We are star stuff. Keep looking up.”—Jerry Waxman (via suzywire, inourdays) (via blanked)
Who remembers the 1994 issue of Green Lantern #54 where Kyle Rayner finds that his girlfriend, Alex DeWitt has been brutally murdered and stuffed into a fridge? Okay, well I’ve never actually read Green Lantern but thankfully Gail Simone did, because she began to see a trend. Simone was sick of seeing “superheroines who have been either depowered, raped, or cut up and stuck in the refrigerator.” In 1999 she created a startlingly long list of over 90 comics that featured female superheroes who suffered a loss of super powers, brutal violation or an untimely, gruesome death most often as a plot point for the male hero to seek revenge or further his heroic journey. She called this reoccurring pattern Women in Refrigerators, for obvious reasons.
Simone responded to this criticism by saying, “First, there’s [always been] a larger selection of male characters, so a handful killed made barely a ripple. Second, they didn’t seem to be killed in the same way—they tended to die heroically, to go down fighting. Whereas in many cases, the superLADIES were simply found on the kitchen table already carved up.” The writers of these comics treat similar narrative situations very differently based on a character’s gender, and it seems to be fairing much worse for the women.
While the Women in Refrigerators trope originated in the comic book genre it can be applied across other pop culture mediums such as video games, TV shows and movies. For example Libby and Shannon on Lost were murdered specifically to push the story arc of two male characters. Or how about all of these women from Heroes who were depicted as losing or being unable to control their powers.
I’m not saying women can’t ever die in comic books but it matters how and why they die.
An interesting read about another female trope in pop culture, akin to Manic Pixie Dream Girl. Although I don’t read comics, I think that this idea applies to all different types of pop culture, including ones I do pay attention to. Though not mentioned in this article, it reminded me of a conversation I had about how this exact trope occurs in most Christopher Nolan movies, such as how Mal’s main purpose as a character was to add to Dom’s character development, and how Ariadne’s motivations were no where near as developed as her male counterparts.