TODAY’S SPECIAL (2009)
y’all r gettin way too accurate with these it’s scaring me
This scene still breaks my heart each and every single time I watch it.
Azula was a terrible, horrible person. She would have set the world aflame and laughed over the broken carcass of her brother.
But she was fourteen.
She was so ruined and twisted by her childhood and by her nation, driven to insanity by the expectations placed upon her.
Azula was bad and yet I can’t help but feel so terribly sorry for her.
"I don’t have sob stories like all of you."
SHE WAS FUCKING FOURTEEN WHAT
"My own mother….thought I was a monster.
She was right, of course, but it still hurt.”
actually, i think one of the shows strengths is that they didn’t shy away from what a horrible tragedy this was. even though she was clearly a villain and did unspeakably awful things, this scene was still framed as sad. there was no celebrating- they just look at her sadly.
the music for the battle that leads up to this moment is sad too- it’s an epic battle, visually probably one of the biggest things done in the entire series, and they could have played it with thumping, energetic, dangerous music. but instead it’s quiet and somber. because the whole scenario is heartbreaking, and they know it.
i think the fact that a kid’s show had so much respect for it’s viewers and their ability to understand the complexity of this situation is what makes avatar great.
A Facebook friend of mine had the perfect thing to say about this creep:
This is why, despite being a nonbeliever and a scientifically minded person, I hesitate to identify as a member of the skeptic/atheist community- it is dominated by pompous white men who find doing things like categorizing rape into different “levels” of badness, and playing logical fallacy “gotcha” games with anyone hurt by this, to be a diverting intellectual exercise. In truth, they may act like this is nothing more than a fun little project, but this is to hide how much emotional validation and sexual enjoyment they derive from this game. Their intent is to do harm, and to assert power by the further gaslighting and violation of boundaries of those who protest. The more you ask them to stop, the more excited they get, and the more they will try to pull you into a “debate” and harm you further. This is not done in the spirit of true inquiry and debate; it is abuse disguised in the sterile wrapping of “discourse.”
Sometimes the idea of sticking a another boring cube into our coffee gets us down. Luckily, a designer by the name of Snow Violet created these brilliant skull and cross bones cubes so we can make our morning routine of staring into our coffee cup a bit more sinister.
Photo credit: Olesya Turchuk
what kind of goth diabetes teas……how much sugar arE THEY PUTTING IN????
a pod of eleven killer whales - a family of two adults and nine juveniles - was discovered trapped in the ice of the hudson bay off the coast of the small inuit village of inukjuak. confined for two days in the small breathing hole, the whales began to panic as they tried unsuccessfully to find another breathing hole and their way to sea.
while an icebreaker ship would typically be brought in to free the orcas, the closest crew was thirty six hours away, so the villagers decided to cut a half mile of holes for the killer whales to travel through on their way to open water. the village mayor noted that it was unusual to see orcas in the area in january, but that the waters were late to freeze this year.
photos by maggie okituk and marina lacasse
look at these idiots just sitting around
contribute to society
My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.
When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.
But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.
To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.
I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
Ahh the sweet smell of being replaced
"ahh yes a 2007 Pinot from…Napa Valley I believe? A very good year"
If bees become extinct we will have exactly 4 YEARS to live on this planet. I don’t understand how “not caring” is more important than your life…