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Angelchrys - Queen of Awesome

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I probably reblogged you for born-to-ship-vikturi, cheerthefuckupyo, or most-constant-of-friends. Hi.

doctor who meme | nine scenes [3/9]

↳ “You’ve been in that skin suit too long. You’ve forgotten. There used to be a real Margaret Blaine. You killed her and stripped her and used the skin. You’re pleading for mercy out of a dead woman’s lips.”

Eccleston’s undeniably top-notch acting aside, that episode featured craptastically tacky green silicone aliens from a planet called Raxacoricofallapatorius, with some serious lip filler issues and bad flatulence problem, and they ran flailing about Cardiff in chase scenes worthy of a Benny Hill show.

And then in the midst of all that silliness, you get all those heavy-hitting dialogue lines, and the villain eventually gets a redemption arc/a shot at redemption because the Doctor recognises that poverty, abuse and violence are all factors in bringing out the worst in people (well, Raxacoricofallapatorians, to be precise) and chooses to change that instead of simply exacting punishment.

I fell in love with Doctor Who there and then.

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Darcy’s introduction in Pride and Prejudice is really ‘what if you had just had the worst month of your life because your ex-bestie tried to lover boy scam your baby sister out of her share of your dad’s life insurance and your friend dragged you to a shitty party in a dive bar in the neighbourhood where he’d just signed a short term lease, and you decided to let your bad mood show because you were never going to see any of the assholes in this stupid shitty bar EVER again. And your friend ended up making out with a girl he’d just met there while you were stuck talking to her sister who was less cute and then her mother appeared and started trying to matchmake and started saying how if she was twenty years younger she’d clime you like a redwood and ooooh is that a black Amex, guess the next round is on you hahhahahahaha, while her other sister (how many fucking sisters does she have?!) flashed an obviously fake ID at the bar and ordered six vodka-diet red bulls and no one in her family except the less-cute sister even tried to stop her. And you went home and consoled yourself that you would never see any of these people again but then you met them over and over again because they live next door and your friend and the cute sister keep meeting up to make out but not actually date and then. You fall in love with the less-cute sister because it turns out she’s really witty and charismatic but she already knows and remembers and resents the fact that on a day when you were in a shitty mood you called her mid out loud in a dive bar.’

baffled by ppl who assume gus is not “smart” just bc he’s not operating at 12 mach speed raw garlic adhd disaster intelligence lmao. putting aside the fact that he passed his formal gifted kid test in middle school (bc those things are never true markers of capacity) he’s more than competent at both inductive and deductive reasoning with minimal to no formal training, has extensive hobby and professional knowledge of a wide array of scientific and technically specific topics, and can keep up with mr 12 mach speed raw garlic adhd disaster intelligence with very little effort. like. what is the bar for smartness here???? he never realized his true academic/career potential because hes a neurotic loser, not because he isnt brilliant. every character on psych is a neurotic loser with underrealized potential. he’s in great company and their collective need to self actualize is in fact the whole point

I don’t know how we’re letting trump get away with all this shit when I truly believe that if you threw a blanket over his head he would think it was nighttime and go to sleep like a bird

hubby came up with this.

we're in the middle of a hostile government take over with bird flue making eggs crazy expensive.

might as well draw gudetama

Dude, the enemy is not "the group of people who can afford a nice house and car and take vacations and eat well and have enough saved for retirement."

The enemy is the group of people who make it IMPOSSIBLE for EVERYONE to have a nice house and car and take vacations and eat well and save enough for retirement.

In the US, "poor people" USED to be the people who had not-so-nice houses and cars, or who had to rent instead of own. And it's not the dentist down the street who changed that; among others, it's the ultra-rich CEOs and shareholders who refuse to pay a living wage so they can live off your labor, and the exploitative corporations that buy up as much housing as they possibly can and charge exorbitant rent so you'll never be able to own your own home. It's the bosses who decide that "excess" food must be destroyed if it cannot be sold at a price that enriches shareholders. And it's the politicians who encourage and enable all of that.

Your average upper middle class family has enough money to have nice things, put their kids through school, and not have to think critically about every purchase they make.

Your average billionaire has enough money to convert it to gold and build an island in the ocean out of nothing but gold. And probably to also build a mansion on it and buy a helicopter to commute with.

Those... Aren't the same thing.

god I could be so wealthy if I had no ethics. that's so fucking frustrating. I'm living paycheck to paycheck because I'm not grifting vulnerable idiots on TikTok. I feel like I have the ability to very easily scam people. I could make a killing with AI. but god. I have morals and ethics and so I get to be poor as shit. I hate this fucking world

I could have made a killing as a psychic, but noooo I have to feel bad about lying to people ugh

I think abt this all the time because the thing is, evil rich people truly believe that they’re geniuses who have discovered a way to make money that the rest of us dummies haven’t…but the truth is that they are just willing to do evil shit that everyone else would prefer to not to because we have standards

When I attended my graduate school job fair, Raytheon (unprompted, hearing me say my degree at the next table) offered me $230,000/yr to come work for them. That was their opening offer after hearing nothing more than my degree, in a city with a very low cost of living. The only catch was that the job was working on vision systems for missiles. (i.e. those 'targeted' missiles which kill a ton of civilians as collateral or intentional damage)

I ended up taking an $85,000/yr job as an optical research scientist at Corning instead.

It is an odd feeling, having a price put on your soul. I'd be a millionaire with a house by my mid-30s if I'd accepted that. And the offer is still open, in fact I'd have an even more generous one waiting for me with the skills I have now.

In all seriousness, if you have the right skillset, you can actually sell your soul. This very week. You will live in comfort and moderate luxury for all your days. Two of my family members did that work decades ago, until they couldn't stomach it any longer, and it set up the rest of their lives.

But I promise you, it's not worth it. It's been almost 50 years for one of them and it still haunts him. He says the worst part was the way they (him included) talked about human lives as things. Numbers on a spreadsheet, sterile corporate jargon in meetings. A lifetime later and you can still see it in his eyes when he talks about it.

You can't take it back, treating humans like things.

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