for each age is a dream that is dying,

or one that is coming to birth

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halfbloodbitch:

raptorific:

motherfuckers will say how things are “in Africa” like it’s one big place that’s homogenous throughout

but god forbid you say “Britain” when you mean “England”

but a country in africa is still africa

england and britain aren’t the same things

so i feel like that’s not the same at all

The time for stupid statements is over.

(Great) Britain is an island with approximately three small countries on it. England is one of them. People flip a shit when you mix up the name of the country with the name of the island it’s on.

Africa is the second largest continent on earth, and the second most continent, second only in both regards to Asia. It has fifty-four recognized countries, hundreds of different ethnicities, languages that number in the thousands

So proportionally, England is way closer to the same thing as Britain than any individual country in Africa is the same thing as Africa

Plus, the incredibly small country of England in particular spent centuries systematically erasing the cultural identities of the people living on the continent of Africa as a justification for colonization, imperialism, slavery, and genocide

So forgive me if I don’t take people 100% seriously when they flip a shit over the distinction between a country and the island said country is on, even though they don’t give two shits about pretending dozens of countries, hundreds of ethnicities, and thousands of languages are all basically the same thing

And forgive me if I’m not exactly civil to someone who insists there’s a major enough difference between England and Britain that it’s important to make that distinction, but that it’s not comparable to generalizing an entire continent because of a reason as stupid as “a country in africa is still africa.”

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greenpeniwrite:

dracosredemption:

So here you see two photos of Emma and Rupert displaying elegance and serenity—and then there’s Dan.

“I HAVE A FUCKING BRANCH ON FIRE! I’m not Daniel! I AM HARRY POTTER!

i don’t know what makes me laugh more the comment or the photo.

this is HILARIOUS

also, they seem to represent the elements. Emma dances in the wind, Rupert strums in a boat’s hull on the sea, and Dan waves a burning branch like a crazed caveman

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irenydrawsdeadpeople:

Vimes wakes up in the shadow of a barricade and immediately assumes the worst. But then it turns out this Enjolras lad’s got all the good parts of Ned Coates and Reg Shoe with very little of the bad, and his second-in-command reminds him a little of Dr. Lawn, and it’s funny, but he gets the feeling this revolution might work out after all.

Javert, meanwhile, finds himself drawn quite against his will into a discussion of the finer points of the law with one Captain Ironfoundersson…

(You can blame this thread for the nonsense above! Don’t ask me how the timeline works, it went all wibbly-wobbly for comedic purposes, okay. ALSO LOOK, A CROSSOVER THAT DOESN’T END IN TEARS!)

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eventualprocrastination:

secretninjachild:

What I think is totally awesome is that Daniel Craig said that the Queen was supposed to look up straight away, but she improvised the letter writing and completely blanked him, so the awkward standing there was completely realisitic. The Queen ignored James Bond because she was ACTING.

I need to become a British citizen.

(Source: lawyerupasshole, via crown-of-weeds)

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What matters is that lives do not serve as models; only stories do that. And it is a hard thing to make up stories to live by. We can only retell and live by the stories we have read and heard. We live our lives through texts. They may be read, or chanted, or experienced electronically, or come to us, like the murmurings of our mothers, telling us what conventions demand. Whatever their form or medium, these stories have formed us all; they are what we must use to make new fictions, new narratives
Carolyn Heilbrun, Writing a Woman’s Life (1988)

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