I’m rather proud of myself
Over at my other blog, an anon sent me a rather forceful comment in opposition to an argument I was making.
But, since I had already tagged a post with “last word” and “I am spent,” I deleted it. I just didn’t want to get sucked back in.
I am pleased with my restraint.
I love getting Tumblr mail, but isn’t it funny how you then always feel compelled to respond? There’s no law that says you have to, especially to anons, but I often feel this pressing sense of duty. But I broke free!
Can we just remember that Dick Grayson danced around in his underwear in the Batcave?
He’s glad it’s Dickember!
If there’s one thing I hate more than anything, it’s when people tell us to stop critiquing problematic aspects of kids’ media because it’s “just kid’s stuff omg!!11”
where do you THINK WE LEARN BIGOTRY FROM
If you honestly think the racist, sexist, etc. bullshit from our media growing up didn’t teach us to be racist/sexist/etc., then boy do I have news for you!
So wise. This actually reminded me of a David Wong article I read on Cracked.com, in which he discusses superhero movies, and highlights a similar reaction.
David Wong writes,
""Come on! These movies are supposed to be light-hearted, exciting escapism! It’s fun to watch the Hulk punch monsters out of the sky!" I know it is, I’ve seen The Avengers seven times (thank you, Amazon Instant Streaming!). But here’s the thing: After every article like this that we publish, we’re bombarded with fans screaming, “Why do you have to shit on every movie? Why can’t you just sit back and enjoy it? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO OVERTHINK EVERYTHING?!?!”
But ask yourself: Why is there that knee-jerk rejection of any effort to “overthink” pop culture? Why would you ever be afraid that looking too hard at something will ruin it? If the government built a huge, mysterious device in the middle of your town and immediately surrounded it with a fence that said, “NOTHING TO SEE HERE!” I’m pretty damned sure you wouldn’t rest until you knew what the hell that was — the fact that they don’t want you to know means it can’t be good.
Well, when any idea in your brain defends itself with “Just relax! Don’t look too close!” you should immediately be just as suspicious. It usually means something ugly is hiding there.”
Reblog if you believe that someone can be asexual.
(I’m going to show this to my mom, who doesn’t think people can be asexual)
Uncle and nephew take on Team Anne
Richard III is laid low by grape tomatoes (a weird new food for medieval Dicks). Richard II is much distressed.
Richard I and Richard of Cornwall are filled with joy.
Richard II and Anne of Bohemia examine a picture depicting Richard’s funeral. Much sadness ensued.
An uncle and nephew outing:
Richard I and Richard, earl of Cornwall battle the Snow Miser.
Cornwall: Snow Miser? Do you think he’s German?
Richard I: I hate Germans! And Austrians!
Dicking Around - Dickember Edition
I have busted out some toys so that our Richards can have adventures.
Up top we have: Richard I (crusader outfit)
Richard, earl of Cornwall (happy face knight)
Next is Richard II with Anne of Bohemia
And Richard III with a horse.
Little Richard was born Richard Wayne Penniman in Macon, Georgia in December 1932. He’s a bit famous for being a pioneer of rock ‘n roll. According to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame:
He claims to be “the architect of rock and roll,” and history would seem to bear out Little Richard’s boast….
Today, December 5, is Little Richard’s birthday. Happy Birthday!
Richard III: Bill, why did you make me such a dick in your plays?
Shakespeare: I made you the height of villainy, kept your memory alive, and gave you almost as many lines as Hamlet. You should be thanking me.
Richard III: It was Thomas More, wasn’t it?