Diana - Jules Joseph Lefebvre
Gonna keep a tally of messages I get from a) white feminists completely proving my point and b) people who think this comic proves feminism is worthless because I criticized one part of it. (Even despite me writing these words underneath the comic.) Then I’ll add them all up, see which column has more, and then drink myself to sleep either way.
Haha… this is why we can’t have nice things.
Whenever I hear people say that classical music is boring I just want to remind them that Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture called for a cannon to be fired a total of 16 times.
remove cattle from stage
that’s not even the best partkey terms include:
- “balance your chair on two legs”
- "continue swimming motion"
- "insert peanuts"
- "play ball!"
- "release the penguins"
- "gradually become agitated"
- "light explosives now….. and….. ….. now."
If you want to hear some of what this sounds like: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tds0qoxWVss
This is important to remember.
While Freud played a crucial role in the development of modern psychology and therapy, his theories were all untestable at best and rampagingly sexist at worst. He had absolutely no empirical data and his theories, while very thought out, are complete bullshit.
It is good to learn about him and his theories to have a basis for understanding modern psychology, but under no circumstances should his work be applied to anything beyond a historical and academic perspective.
I am so thankful for this post
Look, basically, Sigmund Freud found himself thinking about banging his mum (given the whole ‘Freudian slip’ thing, it’s possible that he thought about banging pretty much everyone ever, and it was the point where it included his mum that tipped it all over the edge), and everything from there on out is his desperate attempt to rationalise and normalise it by trying to make out that it was something that happened to everyone.
Friends don’t let friends take Freud seriously.
^ i’ve been telling people that for years
Classics student here: One of our lecturers read us some of Freud’s stuff involving figures from Greek myth to see how much we laughed at how wrong he was….
Peter Paul Rubens, Head of Medusa, c. 1617
calling me ugly isn’t even an insult because i know already
Brighten up your day with some striking images of Antinous, Emperor Hadrian’s young lover who is known and loved by fandom from the “Antinous farouche” that Hugo provocatively uses to describe Enjolras.
Hadrian’s very public and lasting relationship with the low-born young man scandalized the Roman elite, but the real controversy didn’t begin until Antinous mysteriously drowned and the distraught Hadrian deified him. This is actually what intrigues me most about the Enjolras comparison; the pretty and gay make for fun reading, but I’m particularly fascinated by how Antinous became an object of popular devotion, official outcry against his apotheosis notwithstanding. This absolute nobody who may even have been a slave somehow caught the emperor’s eye, became his beloved, then ascended to the heavens. Among all the aristocratic gods of the classical pantheon, Antinous represented the people. As best I can tell, his cult lasted for centuries.
His beauty was famous and his face shows up in a ton of art from the period, often as Apollo or Dionysus. Should you ever be lucky enough to find yourself in a gallery with Roman statues, you can actually play the game of trying to pick him out. Just find the prettiest marble man in the room and chances are you’ll have him.
A final note: while I absolutely love “Antinous farouche” as a descriptor, and understand why the adjective is necessary to make the comparison about something other than just sex, the actual Antinous had plenty of ferocity of his own. Don’t let Hugo make you think he was just posing on imperial couches and looking pretty. He accompanied Hadrian on his travels around the empire and the two were apparently known for hunting lions together. Lions!
dis bitch look like a above ground radish
Lots of followers I didn’t know I had… I try to follow back anything that isn’t advertising. If I haven’t, please prod me and I will fix it!
I learned many things. Such as:
- Screaming obscenities along to a punk song at 3am is a-ok. Singing along to Maillion at 3.05am is ABSOLUTELY THE WORST POSSIBLE NOISE OH MY GOD YOU PEOPLE ARE AWFUL.
- Some people see a bunch of punks setting in for a party with music and booze and camp near them because that’s clearly where the party is going to be. Some people camp next to them in the mistaken belief that they are at Glastonbury and this is the Waitrose-sponsored quiet family field for polite middle-class rebels.
- Camping next to slightly noisy people = SO HARMFUL TO THE POOR CHILDREN. Dragging said children right to the front of a gig with a big, drunken mosh-pit going on and standing them in front of a speaker with no ear-protection = TOP PARENTING.
- Not all parents are knobs. Some people managed to bring kids and actually get them to sleep by going to the end of the field with no people in it.
- Some of them also managed to politely ask to keep voices down when we wandered up to the top of the field because we heard there would be tequila.
- If you take a load of speed, you are not allowed to be cross because you can’t sleep. Especially when you’re clearly familiar with what speed is. You silly, silly man.
- Tequila makes my sinuses hurt and/or I’ve caught Flo’s lime allergy.
- I really like the Eureka Machines.
- Never ask for the little sausage.
- For a man called “Spunk Volcano”, he was really very polite.
- Paul is grumpy.
- I like being a panda.
I hope you all learned something from this week’s adventure too.
It’s finally done. I’ve wanted to redo the oldversion since… basically since I drew it.
Inspired by that post going around about mermaids being women who were supposed to drown.