Hey from a fellow former redditor learning this site, you should probably also add your age in your bio. Most people on here expect at least that much personal info bc it’s up to them to block minors if they post NSFW stuff or just don’t want to interact with minors on here
I am “Don’t share any personal identifiable information about yourself on the internet” years old.
we absolutely do not expect you to share your name, age, mental illnesses or flashing weak points, that’s a radical vulnerability psyop that a small minority of the site users fell for because they don’t know any gay people in real life
yeah the correct response to ‘put personal info in your bio’ is ‘come back with a warrant’
the only relevant age info to share is “I’m an adult,” which is probably obvious if you mention your career or such
New Good Omens dolls, featuring some (nice and) accurate colors I didn’t have back in 2019!
Sold as a set- winged or unwinged, or with some outfit variations at The Stitchy Button on etsy! Ask at the shop for other eras besides the “Present Day”- eventually I’d love a chance to do each and every one!
gothic horror rlly is just. aw fuck look at what youve done. the house has inherited your inter-generational trauma and in response has transformed itself into a metaphorical device to track the decay of the family. we’re never gonna pay off that mortgage now
the least realistic thing about star trek is that starfleet uniforms don’t have pockets and nobody complains about it
My instinct is to agree with this, but like, when I really think about it…
No money, no credit cards, identification is all vocal/fingerprints/retinal, so no wallet.
Again, doors are voice activated, or just unlocked by entering a code. No keys.
Communication devices are tiny and stick onto clothing starting in Next Gen. TOS had bulkier communication that they carried around or kept in, like, packs and stuff, so the arguments for pockets is a little more valid, and if I remember correctly, those costumes did have pockets, tho I could be wrong about that. But anything post TNG, the point is moot anyway.
Tricorders and phasers are really the only thing anyone’s carrying around, and that’s usually on away missions where they’d be bring their packs/holsters or just have them out. I mean, who wants to stick a phaser in their pocket?
So, yeah. There’s not much little stuff people need to carry around everywhere. And if they are preparing for a longer journey or want to bring bulkier things, well…just bring a bag. It fits more anyway.
what if i find a cool rock and want to take it home with me
Every time a member of the USS Enterprise has found a cool rock and taken it home, it has resulted in eleven deaths, six temporal displacements, the holodecks breaking again, and somebody getting turned into a lizard. Pockets are a privilege, not a right.
I’ve gotten more notes on this comment than anything else I’ve ever posted, but this is the best addition to it I’ve ever seen. Thank you.
I only apologise for things I’m sorry for having done.
And why should he be sorry? He’s doing his job.
(Not that @neil-gaiman in any way needs me standing up for him. But this is what it’s right to do for your friends… sometimes more when they don’t need it than when they do.)
It’s a storyteller’s job to make their listeners feel things. And the things won’t always be positive! Nor is this at all a new kind of behavior.
Sort of, oh, three and a half thousand-and-a-bit years ago, Homer (or the collective of poets and writers we now refer to under that name) tells us in the Odyssey how Odysseus, cast up after numerous disasters on the shores of the friendly and tech-savvy* Phoenicians, is thrown a big feast by his hosts. As was normal for such events, the city’s greatest bard is brought in to sing in the guest’s honor. Demodocus the bard, as it happens, sings tales of the Trojan War that leave Odysseus (not just once, but twice) hiding his face in his cloak to attempt to conceal that he’s crying like a baby—not just over the awful things that happened, but his [often terrible] role in them during the war.)
What’s noticeably missing from the “background voice” in these passages of the Odyssey is any sense that, in storytelling, it’s bad to upset your story’s listeners (either inside the narrative or outside it). It’s assumed, by these oldest and consummate storytellers, that this is a completely normal part of the procedure. So old a tradition in Western drama, therefore, is violated at a newer storyteller’s peril.
And here, as always, structure is everything. Tolkien (when discussing it) suggests that without the shared pain of the drama in a story’s midsection, the eucatastrophe or “upward turn” that would make it all worthwhile at the end—or make it “earned”, in modern idiom—would fail, leaving no one satisfied.
If at this point in Good Omens 2 (which we know to be a midsection leading to the material that Neil and Terry plotted out together), if we’d been left not giving a damn what happened with the two protagonists… then we’d know we were in big trouble.
As it is, plainly we’re not. Neil, to the viewership’s general anguish, has straightforwardly left us not knowing how the hell the Angel and the Demon are going to come out of this mess and find their way to the kind of place where we want them to be at the end.
And this is exactly as it should be. We’re all writhing! (And I’m guessing most of us who also do this kind of work for a living are both applauding Neil and cussing him out. Jeeeeeeeeez you should have heard me the other night! …But I know (at least in a general sense) what he’s up to.) What’s important is that Neil’s not doing this because he hates us. He’s doing it because he’s serving that higher power, Story… which requires that for best effect, he drag us down deep before he boosts us up high.
So our job now is to embrace feeling the pain Neil’s (and John’s!) gone to the trouble to craft. The better and more completely we feel it, the more glorious it’s gonna be when everything comes out into the light on the far side of the horrific heartrending crap that Neil and John are doubtless about to put us through the other side. And as usual, the Greeks had a word for it: katharsis. It is, essentially, what one needs to pass through to get one’s emotional money’s worth out of drama… and this team is clearly intent on us getting value for money. May take a while, circumstances being what they are: but I for one feel sure it’ll be worth the wait. And I for one am also entirely willing to see what prestidigitation they enact in part 3.
…Now if everybody’ll excuse me: I’ve got to go start another watchthrough… and then, in the morning, go put my own characters through some more crap. :)
*What Homer describes is apparently some kind of telepathic bond between the Phoenicians and their ships that helps their craft sail where they ought to go. These days we’d call it active GPS. The Phoenicians seem to have managed it it without satellites… so you tell me what I should be calling it. …But then again I’ve got my mind made up, so you might as well spare the effort. :)
