why does my photoset of spock with the whale and kirk going O_O have 24 notes
what is wrong with you people
why does my photoset of spock with the whale and kirk going O_O have 24 notes
what is wrong with you people
Crocus:
I must be really feeling terrible today, because I am having a difficult time thinking of one. There are lots of memories of things that I enjoyed at the time, but looking back now I just feel generally ashamed of and grossed out by what a little asshole I was.
I suppose sort of generally, hiking with my parents, having my mom teach me about various plants on the trail (all of which I’ve now forgotten entirely).
Also, making pickles and making gyoza with my mom and my aunt. For some reason, even though I generally hated cooking as a kid, cramming jars full of cucumbers and herbs, and folding gyoza skins were really, really fun kid activities!
(Answered the other two to pretzelquatyl!)
Amaryllis:
“Beam proudly” is an overstatement, but in my freshman year of college, all my high school friends got together for coffee over break, and one of them brought along her douchebaggy new boyfriend. I really didn’t like him and had a generally bad feeling about him, so I was super rude and when everyone went their separate ways, I actually refused to shake his hand. (This is, like, uncharacteristically nasty, for me.) Everyone was like “OMFGGGGG UR BEING SUCH A BITCH, RU JUST JEALOUS OF HER FOR BEING THE FIRST ONE TO GET A BOYFRIEND OMFG GROW UP” but later it turned out that he was emotionally and physically abusive and my friend eventually had to get a restraining order against him, among other really, really terrible and unsavory things.
A+ judge of character, self.
(There’s like literally nothing else that sticks out in my mind, there aren’t a lot of things in my life that I’m very proud of.)
Lavender:
It’s really hard to win my trust in the first place. I’m not genuinely sure that there’s anyone out there that would be able to ~*~lose my trust~*~ that way in a single stroke. I mean, I’ve definitely felt betrayed over small things, but it’s always been more like “Well, good that I didn’t trust you more than I did! Yay!” than “OMG BETRAYAL” or something.
Lilac:
I’ve never been in love!
pretzelquatyl replied to your post: I need to start running again, but I havent been…
casual self-hatred As opposed to the more hardcore stuff youre into? Were you into self-hatred before everyone else had even heard of it?
A. TBH, yes, because I’m significantly older than most of tumblr so I probably did hate myself before any of these bitches figured out that talking shit about themselves gets lots of attention.
B. F’real, though, I’m fucking tired of false modesty and it makes me want to choke a bitch.
I need to start running again, but I haven’t been able to breathe normally since before leaving for Sweden, so I’m going to go for a fucking walk and I’m not going to feel bad about it.
You are officially spoiled if you read below, NO COMPLAINTS!
Up front I will say I enjoyed this latest Star Trek movie a lot. It was super noisy, but enjoyable, beautifully executed, and I particularly like some of the secondary characters, Spock was excellent, etc etc. I just want to share an observation that stuck with me:
Where are the women? The strong women? The women we’d like to see in 200 years? Where are they in this world? They certainly aren’t around the roundtable when the Starfleet are learning about Khan (there might have been one in that scene, if so that extra was not cut to in any significant manner to be notable.) In the scene where Kirk gets his ship back and the admiral is having a meeting with “important” people around a table later, I failed to see ONE WOMAN AROUND THAT TABLE, ALL MOSTLY WHITE MEN IMPLIED TO BE MAKING IMPORTANT DECISIONS TOGETHER. Yes, these are just scenes with extras, but seriously, in the future not one woman over 40 is in charge in this world?! How can that happen?
For main characters, Uhura had a FEW nice scenes (as a vehicle to humanize Spock mostly), but that other woman character was the WORST damsel in distress ever. I kept waiting for her turn, waiting for her to not be the victim, to be a bit cleverer, to add to the equation in a “yeah you go girl” way but no, she was there to be sufficiently sexy that Kirk would acknowledge her existence, to be pretty, to serve the plot. I loved her bob. That’s it. What if she had been a less attractive woman, older, overweight? A tomboy? Wouldn’t have that been a tad more interesting choice? Or at least give her a moment where she’s not a princess waiting to be saved. From a director who is so amazing, who created wonderful female characters in Alias and Felicity, I was super bummed by this. A woman character CAN exist without having to be sexually desired by the guy. Oh, and she doesn’t have to be a lesbian either, OMG WHAT A SURPRISING IDEA!
I don’t know if I’m extra sensitive about this issue or what, but I don’t think so, it’s a trend in media today. When I walk into the theater, I see men on posters. Mostly white men, the same men we see over and over in movies. Seth Rogen, Owen Wilson, Brad Pitt etc. Where did the women go? We are telling people that only men are worth centering storytelling around, and that’s just bullshit. And the problem is we unconsciously define the world and our culture through media. These things are subliminal, we absorb them, they formulate the “given” that influences people’s life choices. It might be a little thing on the surface, but this stuff is what prevents women from being as interested in math, or business people or tech etc. Where are the examples of women in media to strive for, to make that stuff seem possible? I don’t see many. And that makes me sad.
People ask me why I don’t like Disney, I say, “Think of a princess. Tell me three adjectives that come to mind. Now do that with a prince. Now do that with the phrase, “leading character”. We will all probably align around a lot of common ideas, Princess: taken care of, rescued, pretty dresses. Prince: adventurer, proving himself, manhood, Leading Character: chiseled white guy in his thirties, rockin’ body, girlfriend in peril.
Ugh.
I dunno about you, but it’s kind of boring to see the same thing over and over again. So I guess, rambling away from the Star Trek thing, if you’re creating something, think of the first three adjectives that come to mind, then: Do something different. It’s time to invent new cliches. For all of us, please.
If you’d like interesting discussion of the new Star Trek movie with a minimum of ~shaking and crying~, I would def. recommend the AVClub’s commentariat.
Tumblr, after all, didn’t bother to inform me that they misspell the name of the Klingon homeworld in the movie. Or that they use Section 31
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