Ah yes...forbidden sex. That doesn’t make it hotter or anything. 

In regards to how challenging they were WARNED it would be, they said in a video that God would give them the strength or whatever. For all my Christians out there: IF YOU HAVE TO ASK GOD OR ANY OTHER MYSTICAL CREATURE FOR THE STRENGTH TO DO SOMETHING YOU ARE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO DO IT.

May all of their bio children grow up to be radical queer atheists.

I said something similar in the last article about them. They are monsters from the profound all the way down to the banal.

There’s nothing like watching a nincompoop expose themselves to the world without any unnecessary prompting or reason behind it.

I know this is a petty complaint and there are 100 worse things that these awful people did, but also- fuck them for naming this poor kid Huxley.

She says he can keep the cheap piece of tin after “you think I’m staying here with you in this wagon”.

I call that time period the Holy Trinity of John Travolta movies:  Saturday Night Fever, Grease, and Urban Cowboy.  And you are absolutely correct:  all three roles were about performative masculinity.

You think I’m going to stay here with you in this sin wagon?

This is well-written. Grease has a weird double nostalgia factor. I saw it in the 80s when it was made in the 70s, clearly nostalgic for the late 50s. The messages were indeed a bit muddled. As a 7-year old girl, I longed for theme glamorous simpler times where cheerleaders only did cartwheels (not double fulls) and…

For me, the final nail in the coffin was when it became acceptable for literally to mean figuratively.

I NEVER END A TEXT WITH A PERIOD!!! I USE EXCLAMATION MARKS EVERY TIME!!!

and y’all thought dying on the “one or two spaces after a period” hill was important.

This is a brutal take.

They named him Huxley. But he wasn’t perfect enough in their own brave New world.

This ‘family as performance’ shit is angering in ways I cannot reasonably put into words using my mushy quarantine brain.

The way they make withholding information sound like they’re doing it solely to guard Huxley’s privacy is just unconscionable. Her fake crying could also use some work.

I mean, my death and the deaths of others are worse than quarantine, but nobody ever thinks it will happen to them, I guess. I do. Or at least I’m willing to consider the worst case scenario as something more than unlikely: that I get it and get gravely ill and die, or I give it to my parents and one or both of them…

For those who ever wondered what a 20th level bard character might look like...

There’s a version of Fury Road that is black and white (with a hint of sepia) and the music is the only sound you hear. No dialogue. IT IS AMAZING. Some guy did it on his own after the Blu-ray came out. If you can find it, watch it! The filename is “black & chrome.mp4".