Bought the book. It's the only dictionary I've enjoyed reading.
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Throne of Blood (1957)
It's Macbeth, but in feudal Japan. One of the best films I've ever seen. I'm constantly reminded of it while watching Shōgun.
Battle Royale inspired Kill Bill Vol. 1. If you've seen one and not the other, it's worth the view.
Also, Battle Royale is basically the Hunger Games, but earlier and grafted onto Japanese economic outlook.
Everyone should see this film.
It hurts my heart to think that there's so much negative self-talk and so few avenues for human interaction available to humans, regardless of age. Misanthropy toward oneself invariably leads to the same hate projected onto others.
Misogyny has developed into something of a sport in the current frame. There are so many forms of misogyny that it's getting difficult to keep track:
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"how dare they seek equal status as men" — in educational, economical, or authoritative power.
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"how dare the deny a man access" — for ogling, groping, or raping.
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"how dare they speak among men" — communicating, captivating, and commanding in the domain of ideas.
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"how dare they take control" — of their own bodies, of their own thoughts and feelings, and of their own roles in society.
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"how dare they make any demand" — for justice, for peace, for sustainability, or for care in the community.
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"how dare they corrupt our culture" — one that relegated women to the nursery, the laundry, the kitchen, and the boudoir in service of men.
Some people immerse themselves in hate and are, primarily, driven by the motivating clarity of hate. The statistics bear it out. It is primarily men who violently inflict hate.
Sure, there's therapy, but what sense is there in having one, 50 minute safe space per week or month — for those who can afford it — against a relentless tide of destructive ideation? In the chauvinistic "West," advertisers, marketers, television executives, filmmakers, pornographers, and politicians all drive the singular narrative — be better. You still won't be good enough. People have limitless access to shit that will make them feel worse and few outlets to make them feel better. For some youth, the Incel subculture is going to get pretty crowded. The world is often a sickening, imbalanced, thoughtless, and uncaring place.
It is also a place capable of inspiring wonder, exhibiting grace, and delivering monumental challenges. The ability to see the world differently is governed, often, by the other ideas and perspectives we encounter. Isolation is the enemy.
If you are a person who has a man such as this in your circle, if you uncover this type of torment, or if you see a pattern of behaviour forming, and — most importantly — if you are yourself resources enough to do so, intervene. Be a friend, a neighbour, a confidant, a coffee companion, a gaming buddy — build positive relations. Help that person to short circuit the destructive pathways. Show them another way is possible.
Inequivocal yes! Grew up with Batman:TAS.
I have never ridden a horse.
Does the work you do, if you still work for a living, follow you home? And, if you have children, are any of them still in need of your assistance for feeding, bathing, and/or toileting?
I'm really looking forward to being in my mid-50s. My youngest will be approaching 10. By then, I should be able to reintroduce video games to my life at that point.
That my parents knew what they were doing, made good choices, and were reasonable people.
No, no, ... and no.
That I'd grow up to eat candy, collect baseball cards, play video games, and read comic books.
No (type II diabetes runs in my family), no (wtf is a baseball card anyway), no (video games were replaced with homework permanently), and — well, actually — yes.
I love a good comic book, graphic novel, and/or animated series.
Humanity may be forced into radical openness.
This is, as far as I can tell, tangentially related to this form of dialectical behavioural therapy (RO-DBT).