yknow if romeo had just Cried on juliets corpse for a couple hours instead of drinking poison Right Then they would have been Fine
In the dog world, humans are elves that routinely live to be 500+ years old.
Got a bit caught up in the moment with all the "fuck Simon" posts yesterday after the episodes dropped. I kinda forgot about the part in book 2 when Grace told Jesse that they were going to wheel MT, and then proceed to sic the Flecs on her after she turned out to be too much of a hassle. And all this because they were trying to separate her from Jesse with no regard for his thoughts in the matter, or with any remorse for her at all. At the end of the day, Grace and Simon are both terrible people with a long way to go for any real redemption, and we've only been reacting so strongly against Simon because we've actually seen him kill a character we cared about.
Ultimately, I am still hoping that Simon won't go the way of Mace. Maybe he won't be fully redeemed, but I am still hoping for a change of heart, if for no other reason than because I'm not especially fond of "irredeemable" child characters. And in this case particularly I don't think I'd like it if they made the most explicitly traumatised character a straight-up villain. But we'll just have to wait and see.
People who are in self quarantine really have no idea how weird it is to be a base level essential worker through this whole thing. I don’t mean a doctor or a nurse or someone else working round the clock to put a stop to it or find a cure. I mean a truck driver or a gas station attendant or a retail clerk. Because everything is basically normal, only a little bit off, and then again not as off as it should be.
Every day I get up. I go to work. I sell people things. There are fewer people coming through and they’re buying more because they’re stocking up or they haven’t been shopping in a month, but there are still lines, like always. There’s plexiglass between the cashiers and the customers, and no dividers, and we have to continually yell at people not to put their items on the belt until we’ve finished the previous transaction, and they ignore us or argue with us, same as always. The more rules we have, the more rules there are for people to ignore. And the longer it goes on, the more normal it gets. Pretty much no one thanks us for coming in to work anymore. People are starting to act like we should never, ever run out of an item. It’s just blanket assumed that we will have hand sanitizer and soap and toilet paper and people are shocked when we say we’re out. But there are still ads on the TV in the break room telling us all to stay home and the more the customers ignore social distancing, the more management puts pressure on us to set a good example, until we’re expected to follow standards that are physically impossible.
The longer this goes on, the less ‘essential’ I feel.
And then I come home and get online as always and there are all of these people asking what you’re doing while you’re stuck in quarantine and coming up with fun things to do when you’re in quarantine and talking about what you’re going to do when this whole thing is over and you can finally, finally leave your house. Everyone just seems to assume that you, the person reading their words, are in quarantine, because everyone’s in quarantine. It’s like this big, international, universal experience that you’re not a part of.
It feels like fifteen years from now everyone in the world will be looking at each other and asking “Remember what it was like to be cooped up in the house? Wasn’t it awful?” and I’ll just be sitting there going “…….no, I don’t. I didn’t do that.” And people will look at me and wonder how I could not know.
All of Queen’s music is meant to be turned up at full volume and sung along with at the top of your lungs, it doesn’t even matter what song