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thegenderlesswonder:

feminist-space:

annevbonny:

anyway i love that thor ragnarok parades around as this cute fun happy go lucky inoffensive film even though at its core it’s just a big resounding FUCK YOU against imperialism and colonialism. thor stands by and watches his ancestral home be completely destroyed because he figures out that asgard was built on the backs of invaded and enslaved people. the second his father’s crimes are exposed he does the right fucking thing and lets it all burn instead of excusing his own ignorance. that scene of the tapestry coming down is so goddamned fucking iconic i could cry oh man  

I really recommend reading this piece by Chris Brecheen: http://www.chrisbrecheen.com/2017/11/the-return-of-your-dark-history.html?spref=fb 

An excerpt: 

“Other symbols are transparent to the point of invisibility at their core but slathered with so much laughter as frosting that they might escape cursory notice. When The Grandmaster (played brilliantly by Jeff Goldblum) engages in exploitation and human trafficking with a big smile and a manic affect, he reacts angrily, though hilariously, to his actions being referred to as “slavery.” Much the same way that capitalistic exploitation of labor is fine so long as we never make those doing it feel bad. At the end, in the first stinger, the same character (a defeated slaver–wink wink nudge nudge–doyougetit?) declares what is essentially a civil war (where he got his ass kicked) to be a tie.

Perhaps the most obvious and also subtle metaphor is Hela herself, who not only marks the MCU’s first woman villain, but arguably one of, if not the best. Naturally she too has symbolism both glaring and inescapable and somewhat muted. She walks onto the screen and declares herself returned and in control and can’t really understand why no one is happy to see her. In one scene with Thor she indicts Odin as: “Proud to have it, ashamed of how he got it" and literally reveals how a sanitized history has covered up the real one. (No, like LITERALLY it covers it up.) She asks where Thor thinks all the gold came from. And in doing so she reveals that the nine realms were conquered and Asgard is a colonialist and imperialist power. Their prosperity has come at the expense of those they vanquished. She says that she will kill everyone who doesn’t share her vision of Asgard’s return to glory and power.

The only thing that could have made this more overt would be if she were wearing a red MAGA cap during her monologue.

But the family dynamic of the Asgardian royals is far more subdued as subtext for colonialism and white supremacy. Each presents a facet both of the complexity of colonialist nations (particularly the US) but also of the periods in history. And it brings out the real metaphor of the film–the tension between the distant past, the recent past, and the present. Hela represents a violent, tyrannizing distant past that has made the colonialist power great, and now seeks to destroy any who would challenge her vision. And when most of Asgard rejects her, she draws on that past (literalizing the rise of long dead armies who will execute her vision).  Thor is a young, well-intentioned and good hearted person who has benefitted directly from that violent past without knowing it and now comes face to face with it–and is shocked at its power (a moment literalized by the smashing of his hammer). Odin participated in the crimes, changed his mind, covered up the past, declared everything all better, and held Hela in check. Of course there is also Loki: a character who doesn’t care as long as he gets his.”

YES to all but the last sentence of that.

Loki is part of the colonialist/imperialist Asgardian history as well – he is the last thing Odin stole in his quest for dominance over Jotunheim.

My dad is Native American, and my dad loves to talk about how Loki reminds him of the tradition of colonizers taking indigenous children from their families and sending them to boarding schools or putting them in white foster families.

Think about it – first, we have no evidence that Loki was unwanted except for what Odin, the colonizer, tells us: that Loki was Laufey’s child, abandoned in the temple. But…if he was a newborn abandoned in a temple, how does Odin know who his father was? Given what we know about Odin’s history now, doesn’t it make more sense that Laufey placed his very much wanted newborn son in the temple in the hopes that it or the gods or the Casket of Ancient Winters would keep him safe while he and every warrior in the entire country apparently went to battle that night? That Odin, the colonizer, went to that temple to take the casket and the newborn prince so that Laufey, with no heir and no source of power, could never rebuild what was damaged that night? That Laufey grieved the loss of his son but had no power to take him back, compared to the strength of Asgard?

That’s what happened to indigenous children perfectly legally in the U.S. all the way up to the 1970s. Canada’s last boarding school wasn’t closed until the 1990s.

At the Carlisle school, a boarding school that Native American children were shipped to in Pennsylvania, they acted according to the motto “Kill the Indian, Save the Man,” and that is exactly the approach Odin took with Loki. Loki is not told about his heritage. He is not taught anything about Jotun language, art, food, gender roles, family or political structure, or culture of any kind. He – along with Thor and every other Asgardian child – is taught only that Frost Giants are the monsters and that Asgardians – imperialist colonizers – are the peacekeepers. Asgardian culture is the only culture and is good; Jotun culture is savage and not worth talking about, let alone learning.

Loki’s internalized issues surrounding this carry him through the plot of the first Thor film, in which he attempts to prove that he is a true Asgardian – which he’s been brainwashed for fifteen hundred years, a truly unfathomable lifetime, to believe is the best thing you can be – and not a Jotun monster by setting up a scenario in which he is literally killing the Indian (Laufey) to save the man (Odin). That Odin does not value this action doesn’t diminish his responsibility for the centuries of work he did to turn Loki into a young man with no emotional framework for being able to accept himself for who and what he is and his subsequent spiral into this plan.

Loki is so emotionally damaged that when he thinks his Asgardian colonizer-father can only see him as a savage, he attempts suicide. This type of damage, too, was not uncommon for indigenous youth who were stripped of their culture and felt as though they were ultimately not capable of being either white or indigenous.

Loki later struggles with being manipulated by Thanos and the Mind Stone, and while this is presented as having started as some mad thirst for power on Loki’s part, it’s worth examining closer. It’s entirely plausible that what ruling Midgard meant to Loki was not infinite power (especially given the apparent benevolence he shows in Ragnarok when he is actually ruling – the Asgardians are neither overly surprised that Odin was actually Loki nor thanking Thor for relieving them of Loki’s rule, and they look as prosperous and happy as the ever have when Thor arrives), but rather a way to prove to Odin that Loki was like him: not a savage, but a colonizer in his own right.

The Dark World contains its own take on colonizers – Frigga is the center of that film even after her death, and nobody talks about how she embodies kind-hearted white feminist colonizer bullshit. She is sweet and strong-willed and a good mother and…and she kept Loki’s heritage from him as well. She teaches him her magic but never tells him that she isn’t the source of his. She doesn’t speak up when her Jotun (indigenous) son is sentenced to prison for actions contributed to by her Aesir (white) husband, who is both judge and jury. She visits him in secret, because she loves him but doesn’t love him quite enough to publicly act against her (white) husband. She’s the lady down the street whose foster children of color all loved her growing up but are now certain she would have voted for Trump, because she loved them as individuals but not enough to overcome her racism. And she did love Loki. That’s the hard part, and we can see Loki struggle with the emotions around that over the course of the film.

Loki’s actions at the end of that film come back to killing the Indian and saving the man – he fakes his death, and it looks like he’s setting himself free from the responsibilities of trying to navigate who and what he is, but he doesn’t actually choose freedom. He’s still so sure that being a Jotun is unacceptable that he has been walking through worlds as an Aesir – as Frigga’s son, if not quite Odin’s – and there’s nowhere for him to go emotionally or physically but back to Asgard. We’re initially led to believe he has killed Odin and is on the throne because he craves power, but the truth is that Odin is living out his days wistfully in New York and not even trying to return to Asgard, because…well, that part is a mystery. Does he think Loki will be a good king? It seems that way, given that Odin had not hesitated to prevent Thor from being the king when he wasn’t ready, but we can only speculate.

Loki rules Asgard for four years, which isn’t long compared Odin’s reign, which stretched across millenia, or even his own life, as he’s nearly Thor’s age (approx. 1500), but the people seem happy, healthy, and as well-off as ever when Thor returns. The only things about Loki’s rule that are relevant to this are that the Asgardians (aside from Thor) haven’t been engaging in inter-realm stuff at all as far as we can tell, because Loki is not the colonizer he tried to be under the Mind Stone’s influence, and…the play.

That play that was seemingly just in there for laughs. Watch it again, and you’ll notice that it’s not just Loki being, as Tony pointed out that he can be, a full-tilt diva. The play dramatizes his false sacrifice, yes, but it also contains a fictional retelling of his relationship with Odin. Any good therapist would have a field day with this line:

“Loki, my boy… ‘Twas many moons ago I found you on a frost-bitten battlefield. On that day, I did not yet see in you Asgard’s savior. No. You were merely a little blue baby icicle that melted this old fool’s heart.”

Loki tries to paint himself in a positive and tragic light, sure, but he does the same for Odin. He wants so badly to be able to believe that Odin raised him because he loved him that he rewrites what Odin himself gave as the reason for taking him.

“I thought we could unite our kingdoms one day. Bring about an alliance, bring about permanent peace… through you.”

Loki was intended to sit on Jotunheim’s throne as Thor’s counterpart, an Asgardian figurehead under Odin’s guidance, with no understanding of his own culture or the people he ruled. This is what was done to the sons of indigenous chiefs across the world through the boarding schools of the 18- and 19-00s. This is peak colonialism.

At the end of his life, Loki is able to start to move past his issues. He comes to save the Asgardians, because he knows that they are not Odin, though they benefited from his actions. Set free from the expectation that he return to Thor’s side just because they were raised as brothers, he returns to him anyway because he loves him and because he has learned to separate who both of them actually are as people from what Odin wanted them to be. In a moment of obvious symbolism if you think of him as a victim of Odin’s colonization of the realms, he carries out the resurrection of Surtur and helps his brother of choice destroy Asgard and the legacy of colonization that it was built on.

As he dies, he articulates all of the complicated things that he is – “Loki, Prince of Asgard, Odinson, the Rightful King of Jotunheim, God of Mischief” – but before that, before he calls for the Hulk, he starts with “Well, for one thing, I’m not Asgardian,” and in that moment, for the very first time in his entire life, Loki says that like he’s proud of it.

Loki is not the one part of the story of Odin, Hela, and Thor that isn’t about colonization and its evils – he is the direct victim of it. He is the colonized.

talesfromtreatment:

Firstly : holy crap that is a lot of fur for an 8 week old kitten.

Second : we are collecting kittens with strange meows this month apparently.

Third : I love him.

Fourth : my husband said no, because we already have a fluffy idiot son and do not need another.

aviculor:

corvidanger:

hexglyphs:

cool-art-i-didnt-do:

hexglyphs:

*tastes potion like a chef testing the soup* hm. needs more eye of newt.

this is hilarious + its even funnier if u kno that eye of newt is probably mustard seed

so who else was today years old when they learned that “eye of newt” is mustard seed and not the literal eye of a newt or am i just dumb

Theres even more beyond eye of newt

no wonder my potions never work the way they should

smallest-feeblest-boggart:

kyraneko:

oh-my-fancan:

accio-shitpost:

fred: hey do you know anyone who can teach me how to play the trumpet

ron: why

fred: i wanna wander around the dungeons and annoy the slytherins

harry: technically you don’t actually need to know how to play it for that

fred: you have opened my eyes, harry

This is completely in character omg

Plot twist: after a few hours of Slytherin-annoying, Fred encounters a Slytherin who plays trumpet and they are like. SO offended, not at the noise but at the poor technique and they are all “Give me that and listen: HERE is how you hold it, THIS is how you blow it, here is this note, that note, another note, now try and make a reasonable sound.”

To make a long story short, Fred learns to play the trumpet.

So does George, because he snags the trumpet and pretends to be Fred one day and gets the same lesson. Trumpet!Slytherin can always tell them apart by their different skill levels: Fred gets exceedingly good at the trumpet, while George masters the basics but then thoughtfully asks Trumpet!Slytherin if they know anybody who plays the bassoon.

By the time they graduate, the Hogwarts Interhouse Nuisance Orchestra consists of three trumpets, one bassoon, four tubas, an electric guitar someone’s charmed to work in Hogwarts, eleven drums of varying sorts, and a set of bagpipes (Professor McGonagall).

No talent is required, only enthusiasm and friendliness.

Next year they’re down two trumpets and a tuba, but a newcomer from a muggle household introduces the concept of contrabass and hyperbass instruments, Harry Potter happily throws a large sum of his inherited money at providing odd instruments in amusing quantities, and such events as the Monthly Nuisance Parades and various holiday concerts are conducted with several instruments that have to be levitated along, including a harpsichord and a concert grand piano.

When Voldemort tries to invade Hogwarts, he’s struck with a near-literal hammer of cacophanous sound that drives him right back out the doors screeching in pain. The final battle goes a bit differently, and every year afterwards there’s a reenactment on that day in which a cartoonish effigy of Voldemort is escorted out of Hogwarts by the Hogwarts Interhouse Nuisance Orchestra, pelted with garbage, and set on fire.

By the time Harry’s kids get to Hogwarts, the musical concept has spread and there are several chamber ensembles, jazz bands, filk circles, a proper orchestra, a band that plays at quidditch matches, and several clubs based around specific instruments or musical styles.

Snape still hates trumpets.

It’s Offically Springtime In Colorado

gallusrostromegalus:

I opened the back door to go get the mail and approximately 589 fucktillion Miller Moths flew into the house.  

The dogs are now hunting them for sport and late-night snacks.

Well really Charlie is hunting them via galloping and leaping around the house and yelling whenever he swats/snaps one out of the air until Arwen comes and eats it.  Arwen has a knee injury and can’t chase them like normal so it’s nice of him to share.  Of course, any time Charlie yells about something, she has to yell back at him and thus they coordinate the Great Hunt by the loudest game of Marco Polo possible.

 It’s 1 AM.

It’s their favorite thing all year, until their next favorite thing all year happens, because being a dog means your enthusiasm isn’t tempered by the illusion of time or the dumbassedry that just because something happens regularly that it isn’t special.  Maybe I’m extremely sleep deprived but I feel like we could all learn from this attitude.

thebibliosphere:

thebibliosphere:

mugwomps:

thebibliosphere:

Pernicious anemia fucking sucks. You know what sucks more? Megaloblastic Anemia.

Jesus, Joy, you don’t do things by halves, do you? If they’ve come up with an answer, do they also have a cure?

It’s immediate treatment of the b12 and folate deficiency to try and stop the damage being done to my nervous system and heart. Normally it’s injections but given I’m a high risk for anaphylaxis due to the preservation methods used to keep these injections stable they’re running frantic trying to find an answer that won’t further stress my heart. I’m taking massive doses of oral supplements to try and slow the free fall but blood transfusion may be necessary to stabilize things in the interim, which is not also without its risks but given my blood cells are prematurely self destructing and potentially damaging my kidneys and liver (testing ongoing) we’ll do whatever it takes to beat the absolute shit out of this thing.

To clarify for some folk, this is not new. This is the condition I’ve likely been living with all my life and it has been gradually getting worse over the years until it hit critical point when the symptoms start manifesting in god awful terrible ways and become incredibly dangerous and hard for doctors to ignore. People can live their lives for some 20 odd years with pernicious anemia, always feeling sick, always fatigued, plagued by general malaise and various mental health symptoms, and never get diagnosed until it’s too late.

If I hadn’t been pushing tooth and nail for a b12 serum test because my dentist mentioned my mouth ulcers could be caused by b12 deficiency, none of these follow up tests would have been carried out and my condition might never have been found and I’d have continued to worsen, being told my chronic fatigue syndrome was simply worsening until it eventually killed me.

So for the love of god if you’re reading my blog cause any of my symptoms ring a bell for you, get your b12 levels checked, not just thyroid or basic iron test, a full b12 serum and folate test with a full CBC blood test for comparison with a methylmalonic acid (MMA) test and also a mthfr test (mutation that stops you absorbing b vitamins)

Rule this shit out before you let anyone diagnose you with chronic fatigue and brush you aside for the next ten years cause if it’s a chance it’s malingering pernicious anemia you have a finite window of time for treatment before damage becomes permanent and good god if I can save anyone else from going through this, well, it won’t be worth it because there is nothing worth this, but it’ll give me solace.

Take care of yourselves loves, advocate for yourselves, be fierce, be relentless. Thrive. You deserve it.