rafaelafranzen
neddea
Well, well, first Good Omens and now Gentleman Jack and my gay heart is so, so happy. Don't try to convince me that Crowley and Anne Lister weren't friends once upon a time, I will maybe fight you. And yes, this would be shortly after the Beethoven Incident, as Aziraphale has come to name it.
By the way, Gentleman Jack is a great series, you all should see it 💜💜💜💜
neil-gaiman
It’s both heartbreaking and an insight into suicide and what it does to the survivors. And there is insight that I found really powerful.
linguisticsyall
I’m so glad linguists out here making fake languages. I’m actually enjoying learning a fictional language, the stakes are much lower and I’m doing it for the PURE JOY OF GRAMMAR AND LANGUAGE ACQUISITION
theshittyfoodblog
Sad person’s horchata : milk alternative and cinnamon toast crunch type cereal. Preferably drank straight from the bowl, room temp
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johannesviii
According to my research the main difference between being twenty and being thirty is that at twenty you don’t care if you’re wearing stuff that makes you look like a f█cking idiot whereas at thirty you wear it on purpose just to piss people off
english-history-trip
questingbeaste
so apparently in 815 CE there was a common belief that sky pirates sailed ships in the clouds and (working in collaberation with frankish weather wizards) stole all the crops that got damaged in storms and took them back to the cloud realm of magonia.
And this was apparently a common enough belief that an archbishop felt the need to write a treatise to debunk it and insist that only god controls the weather, which is the only reason we know about it.
there are three important points to take from this, i think
You know, the more I encounter "people believed" things like this, and the more I try to look at them without the "myth of progress" lens (of we are more sophisticated than the people of history/people of other nations) -- the more these "beliefs" look like tumblr shitposts.
I just imagine folks standing in the middle of a wrecked field, knowing half a year's work has gone to waste and the winter's going to be hard, sighing and saying, "darn you, sky pirate Goncharov, why you have to be like this?" And everyone laughs a little. And next storm someone repeats the joke, and embellishes it a bit, and so on and so on. You might tell it to your kids with a straight face but pretty much everyone's in on the joke, and I just imagine the incredulous stifled laughter in the pews when they realize the archbishop is actually taking this stupid shit seriously.
The archbishop and half your neighbours who either aren’t in on the joke or - WORRYINGLY- you thought were in on the home but are now insisting it’s not a joke and you don’t feel gaslit because that terminology won’t be invented for another half millennium but if it did you would.
You know, like on tumblr/the internet.
mapsontheweb
azirafool
freshfreshsalad
trusthimhesadoctor
