Imagine stabbing someone with this knife.
It would instantly cauterize the wound, so the person wouldn’t bleed, so it’s not very useful.
if you want information it is
and above, in order, we see a gryffindor, a ravenclaw, and a slytherin
why would you stab a PERSON when you can have TOAST?
There’s the hufflepuff
This is a thing I drew for a comic I will probably never make, since I’ve been meaning to draw it since my senior year of high school and I have now graduated from college. BUT WHATEVER, DRAWING STUFF FOR IT IS STILL PRETTY FUN. Anyway, Illyria Deti is still the dumbest pseudonym I’ve ever seen, but, like, the heart wants what it wants or whatever. (It means “[ancient name for] Albania, blue/saltwater/sea” and no one will know it’s Albanian unless they are also Albanian or possibly Shakespeare fans who know ancient Balkan history. IDK, IDK.)
a potential employer asked me what I want to do life-wise in the future and my answer involved me saying I want to “establish myself in the United States,” which LOL wtf does that mean but also DOUBLE LOL at the implication that I have already established myself outside the US
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3
ok, idk how easy this is to read but since everyone is discussing dates, i went to the movie to check. this is steve’s rejection from the beginning, his birthday is in the upper right corner and there’s ANOTHEr date in the lower left which I think is supposed to be a today’s date kind of thing and it looks to be June 14 1943
so there we go, steve enlists in mid 1943
How interesting that you would mention this, because I’ve recently been thinking he didn’t enlist. His serial number, which he’s heard muttering when Steve comes to rescue him, starts “32557.”
According to this fabulous WWII serial number generator, an enlisted man from New York should have a serial number starting with the numbers “12.”
A New York man with a serial number starting with “32”? Drafted. What we may be dealing with here is a Bucky who didn’t choose to go to war but was instead compelled to do so versus a Steve who is desperate to get in. I think it opens up a lot of different and interesting storylines for the two of them.
There’s been some great meta/discussion about this in the last couple days, which I think is great.
Makes you wonder if Bucky got the draft, and then, knowing how Steve felt about things, told his best buddy he was “enlisting.” Because how do you face this skinny, brave idiot who just won’t stop trying to volunteer that you wouldn’t be going if you didn’t have to?
shhh? can you hear that? it’s my heart breaking
1) this is beautiful
2) any time I see IRL American dudes in shirts that tight who are not The Situation, I almost always assume they are gay
3) god bless that intern for real
I) This is SUPER INTERESTING because it ties into the whole convo we had about— I think the word you used was “relating”— to the world in words (as you do) vs. images (as your mom does). I remember being baffled when you tried to explain that thought and then I remember talking about Kant to see if that would help (lol). Anyway, I just now tried to do a word association with war and I listed off a bunch of abstractions like “violence”, “cruelty”, “barbarism”, “heroism”, “politics” etc. and when I tried to go to words, images and specific things or places it only happened as a result of conscious effort. And even then, it didn’t land anywhere in particular with greater strength— it went to guns, swords, clubs, Iraq, the Peloponnese, the world wars, the civil war. Idk what this says about me? The Occam’s razor explanation is that I’ve played a LOT of video games. The slightly more nuanced one is that I’m a history major and because I’ve learned about war in reference to a wide variety of times and places I’m not tied down to any particular one of them, esp. since modern American war is fairly removed from civilian experience. Then there’s the bolder inference that I “relate” to the world in ideas and categories. (“Relate” in quotes because I’m still not sure what you meant, or even if it was the word you used).
II) I have an extremely stressful book to recommend on this topic: “War Is A Force That Gives Us Meaning”, by Chris Hedges. It was actually the book that started to get me thinking about Romeo & Juliet in terms of war and politics as opposed to just dumb teenage love. But anyway, back to war, this sounds like a mostly personal thing? You obviously understand the idea that people often do shit so fucked up that we maybe sometimes have to set aside our extremely justified reservations about imposing our ideals through sheer force. But you also obviously get that people indulge in the use of force way too often for it to be the result of pure altruism and rational cost-benefit analyses. So it sort of sounds like your understanding of war is average to above average? As far as the impulse to conquer… this is interesting, because it relates to convos we had about how women are raised not to take up space. My reaction to the mind-boggling complexity of the reasons for war and of international relations wasn’t “I’m gonna go study literature now, ttyl”— it’s, “well, fuck, better buckle in because it’s going to be a long ride” and then I do a joint HIstory/Poli-Sci major. And it’s interesting that I think of understanding war/international relations as my prerogative, let alone my responsibility (as a democratic citizen, a writer who wants to write about politics sometimes, or whatever else) while you (in an attitude that can only be described as Socratic, lol irony) maybe feel like it’s your responsibility to back off and leave these questions to others.
III) I figured, but I thought I’d clarify anyway. Also, I have a complicated relationship with paladins. The only ones I really like in fiction are the ones who would pretty much never resort to war in real life, and are only willing to do so because they’re confronted with armies of the undead. I vastly prefer the Jean-Luc Picard types to the George S. Patton types, which is probably as it should be, since Picardian honor is the sort that makes you say delightful things like “there are four lights” and “the first duty of a Starfleet officer is to the truth” and is pleasantly far removed from the “how dare you hurt my man feelings, I’ll kill you” brand of honor.
1) That makes sense to me! Actually, knowing you and how you talk about stuff, it would totally make sense to me if you do engage with the world through ideas and categories in the same way that I use words. I don’t know I’ve had a thought until I write it down; often, you use philosophy/tropes/known quantities to illustrate your point in a way that seems somewhat similar. Anyway, yeah, “relate” works as well as anything else. IDK, you know the word “grok”? That’s kinda what I mean by “relate” or “engage with.”
2) Hahaha, I’m not actually as dumb as I seem most of the time, so yes, I know that I do understand what war is and why it happens about as well as your average civilian. But, like, I don’t understand war, the same way that I don’t understand dictatorship or cruelty on a massive scale. To put it as bloodlessly as possible: it’s mindless, wasteful, arbitrary, and inefficient. Who cares about the accumulation of power in that way? Why devote energy to it? (LOOK, MY FEELINGS ABOUT WAR ARE OBVIOUSLY MORE COMPLICATED THAN THAT, and this doesn’t encompass every type of war. But that’s as far removed from emotion as I can make the argument and therefore about as clear as it’s gonna get.)
Dude, you gotta learn to take my hyperbolizing with a grain of salt, because my reaction wasn’t actually "ttyl, books"––I studied and want to continue to study the intersection of literature, lit theory, and social history, which means that war plays as much a part in what interests me as any other big social phenomena. True, I’m generally more interested in war’s effects on a nation and nation-building than in the actual battles, and I don’t know a lot about most wars (THERE. ARE. SO. MANY.), but that doesn’t mean I don’t think about it or don’t try to understand it. I mean, I’m talking about it with you right now! MOSTLY, I meant that I’ve never had any sustained interest in policymaking or being involved in international politics on a personal level.
Thank you for the book recommendation!
3) Legit, and also, I AM REALLY HAPPY YOU USED THE TERM “PICARDIAN HONOR,” I WANT THAT CARVED INTO MY GRAVESTONE NOW, EVEN THOUGH I WANT TO BE CREMATED AND THUS WILL NOT HAVE A GRAVESTONE. CARVED ON MY URN? IDK. PICARDIAN HONOR 4 LYFE & THEN DEATH.
Replying in a reblog since replies are confusing. I find war super compelling as well! I just thought you were asking for a word association, and mine was ‘violence’, which I thought was boring. I have lots and lots of war thoughts. And also curious what in particular you mean when you say you just don’t understand war, since obvs that’s true of most of us as civilians.
Also! I am very suspicious of honor cultures both in relation to war and otherwise since so many of them historically have been about the reinforcement of class systems and/or slave economies. And also just because I’m suspicious of normative systems that don’t revolve around the welfare of sentient beings as their basic metric of value. To paraphrase DFW, you have to be careful what you worship.
RE: “VIOLENCE,” oh oh oh! I see! Nah, I didn’t mean in word association, exactly––I meant more, like, impression association. I think of deserts, so does my mother think of jungles? Or has that been overridden by deserts? Does my grandmother think of Peleliu, where her brother died, or something else? We are never, ever, ever gonna talk about it, so that’s why I have to write a poem about it. BECAUSE I’M RIDICULOUS.
RE: WAR. Obvs as a civilian I don’t understand what it means to fight in a war, but I also have trouble understanding wars in theory as well. I mean, when there are human rights violations afoot (and aren’t there always), things get complicated––which is why I studied books instead of, say, international policy, because IDFK what anyone should do about anything. So I’m not really talking about “justified” war, ALTHOUGH JEEZ WHAT A LOADED & CODED PHRASE, THAT’S SOMETHING TO UNPACK ANOTHER DAY. Mostly, in this case, I meant that there is no part of me that understands the need to Conquer: the idea of occupying other people’s space, taking their stuff, and showing off how powerful you are is one that is totally antithetical to how I live my life and how I think the world should run––although, alas, not how I expect the world ever will run, because people DO like power and DO like taking other people’s stuff. Of course, that gets all tangled up in the history of imperialism as well as the history of gender roles and gender performance expectations in terms of what “power” means, and all of that is based on Western interpretations of these ideas since I am Western and thus so is my context, so, like, WHEW, WHAT A COMPLICATED SUBJECT. HOW COULD YOU NOT TALK ABOUT IT ALL DAY LONG.
RE: Honor cultures, that’s not what I meant; I was expressing my surprise at the (untrue, I now see) idea that you found war as a topic of thought violent and therefore boring. Often when we talk about big abstract ideas, you bring in 1) 19th-century literature and philosophy, 2) more modern philosophy that I’ve never read and lesbireal will never ever bring myself to read, and 3) golden age sci fi tropes. I figured that at the very LEAST you’d be interested in certain literary tropes of war, given your interests. And the first example I came up with were wars that involve, say, like, paladins, which are usually wars that tend to involve the question of honor as well.
This was not an answer I expected from you, Mr. Philosophy & Classical Literature! I would have expected you to be ALL ABOUT talking about certain kinds of war, provided they came with a substantial amount of honor & nobility & possibly space ships or dragons.
I am endlessly horrified/fascinated by war and have a long history of being fascinated by media that deals with soldiers and wars of various types, both within the sci fi/fantasy genres and out of them - I just don’t understand it, you know? so I can’t stop returning to it.
okay, so this thought is becoming a ~*poem*~ at some point but I wonder what various generations’ first thought is when they hear “war” - because I always think words like desert and terrorism, since I was ten years old in 2001 and that’s about as far back as I can comfortably remember, but I imagine my mother thinks of something else, and her mother another thing entirely. I don’t know. I’ve just been thinking about it.
(also recently i can’t stop thinking about domestic terrorism. domestic terrorism! is not a thing we ever really talk about in America! or in France, actually, that I’ve seen. but I can’t stop thinking about it.)