One: the use of false statistics
A good example of a false statistic that gets thrown around is “the rape conviction rate is 6%”. This isn’t true, and it’s incredibly damaging in that it can actively put people off from going to police. 6% is the attrition rate…
No but guys, GUYS, we need to talk about how important this scene is. Because the commonly accepted lore about unicorns is that they are so good and pure that they’ll only appear to young virginal girls. Because Molly Grue is a middle-aged woman who has been living with bandits for most of her life and is as far from innocent and virginal as you’re likely to get. Because she’s so angry that this creature, embodying everything that society tells her she’s lost, everything she’s thrown away through her own choices, is here now when all that The Unicorn represents is long since behind her. Because she knows, in a way that only someone who’s been steeped in an oppressive system her entire life can ever know, that she’s missed her chance and doesn’t deserve to be seeing a unicorn now.
And you know what? The Unicorn doesn’t give two fucks about her virginity, about her supposed loss of innocence and purity. She’s not repelled by Molly being older, being experienced, being a full human person. None of that has ever mattered to unicorns, only to the people telling stories about them. Not only does she step in to physically comfort her here, but before long this bandit’s wife becomes her friend, closer to her in most ways than Schmendrick.
This story is fucking revolutionary, you guys, and I just have a lot of feelings about it.
I heard Peter S. Beagle speak about this scene at a convention once. He said he just kept writing and writing into the scene and suddenly here was this powerful, moving dialogue which came out very strong and natural, flowing directly from inspiration.
He said it was one of those moments when “the writer just gets really lucky.”
yep there it is
unicorns versus the people stories tell about unicorns
A human getting pissed at their vampire boyfriend so they put in a silver sterling tongue stud and bracelets and earrings and their vampire boyfriend is just standing five feet away like “babe. c’mon.”
best so far.
30 DAY ANIME CHALLENGE
DAY 9: BEST ANIME VILLAIN
Despite the large pointy elf ears, Kisshu and his kind are actually aliens…somehow. I mean, according to the show they were on Earth before humans, but whatever. Anyway, his whole race fled earth to find another planet to temporarily stay at because Earth was going through some dangerous changes and stuff. Now they want to come back to Earth and send Kisshu ahead to see if the earth is ready for them.
To their surprise, the Earth has been inhabited by humans and so it was decided that the humans have to be destroyed and the earth restored to it’s former glory.
However, as this threat rises against humanity, heroes are created to fight back. Accidentally created, might I add— yet heroic none the less.
Kisshu is the main antagonist in the show. He’s creepy, psychotic, and happens to fall in love with the main female character. For all Kisshu’s faults you can’t help but because fascinated with him. Why? I dunno’. You just are.
He actually has many chances to win the earth back, but leaves after being mildly thwarted because he enjoys the time fighting Ichigo (main character) and wants to stretch it out as much as possible. Eventually more girls join Ichigo and Kisshu couldn’t stop her if he wanted to. So back up is sent and thus the show really gets going.
if you kill a guy who has a boner does his penis continue to be erect or what
Yes. It does actually. And when they go to the morgue to be prepared for burial, the person cleaning them up and such breaks it so it lays flat.
“So what do you do for a living?
“I put makeup on dead people and snap boners.”
oh my god
also known as “death erection” or “angel lust”
When I was in Ninth Grade, I won a thing.
That thing, in particular, was a thirty dollar Barnes & Noble gift certificate. I was still too young for a part-time job, so I didn’t have this kind of spending cash on me, ever. I felt like…
(I’m in college, and am about to go on my first in-person date with my long-distance girlfriend. I’m home for winter break, and we’ve met at my parents’ house. She arrives and we have introductions all around. My mom offers food, and all the standard greetings have occurred. Once the hubbub has died down, I pull out a paperback, sit down on the couch, and start reading. My mom enters the room and lets out an exasperated sigh.)
Mom: “[My Name], what are you doing?! Pay attention to—”
(Coming closer, she sees my girlfriend is sitting on the floor. Her head is resting against my knee as she’s reading her own paperback.)
Mom: “Never mind. You two are perfect for each other.”
(We are now married and our book collection takes up a dozen bookshelves!)