But they also missed the peaceful protest, the police throwing rocks & bricks back at the protestors & them ramming people for just aggressively speaking when we live in a country with freedom of speech, but I guess the media missed all that, right?😴😴
I think we can all agree this isn’t Terezi at all. Terezi doesn’t stutter or stall for time. Terezi isn’t hesitant. Terezi doesn’t accept Vriska’s words just like that.
If this Terezi hasn’t been through three years of a bad relationship with Gamzee, then she’s gone through three years of something different that’s left her a bit too compliant to my liking. :/
….three years of a bad relationship with vriska. oh joy
i think vriska has learned to be subtle about her mind control. she’s got terezi hesitant and compliant, tavros playing cheerleader, karkat so high on gallows euphoria that he doesn’t care if everyone dies horribly, and dave – well, dave, she might’ve left alone, because he was already pretty apathetic.
this is not a team that is prepared to win anything. not that they were very prepared in the timeline where they all got creamed, but at least then, they wanted to fight. i could see this bunch sitting around eating popcorn while death comes for them, not making any effort to avoid it, just working on some snappy last words maybe.
i knew it was going to a bad place when we saw that happy montage. this is homestuck, y’all.
Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed.-
Martin Luther King, Jr.
He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Discrimination is a hellhound that gnaws at Negroes in every waking moment of their lives to remind them that the lie of their inferiority is accepted as truth in the society dominating them.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
A riot is the language of the unheard.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Property is intended to serve life, and no matter how much we surround it with rights and respect, it has no personal being. It is part of the earth man walks on. It is not man.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
If the Condesce was alive SO FREAKING LONG, which is looks like she probably has–like, SO long. Way too long–then like
what if her species has evolved without her? What if the young would-be empresses come to fight her for the throne, expecting somebody like them, like the adults they’ve met who laughed when they demanded respect? And the empress comes out of the dark with a face like an ancient animal and a mouth that goes too wide and too full of teeth and pitch-black keratin plates so thick clothes are a formality. Just black chitin and then these great, vivid slashes along her sides where her gills are, and gold everywhere, she can just carve lines in her plates and fill them in with gold. And her teeth are too long and so is her tongue with its gold studs, and her eyes are from an age when there weren’t seadweller hives in the oceans of Alternia. Just darkness all the way down to the Emissary who raised her.
They’ve evolved so tame down on the homeworld, cute little silver-skinned minnows. Tame hair that straggles out down their soft, bare necks, tame claws that are barely claws, tame little delicate horns that would crack the minute they slammed together to fight head to head like she used to when she took the throne. Tame bodies that aren’t made to dive onto all fours and long-lashed eyes that barely see, let alone in the abyssal dark. They’ve gotten smaller and smaller–faster because of it, with hands made to do the work she sets them too, but not fast enough, and so small and so, so weak.
She could gut them with one thumbnail, and her reach is so much longer than they ever trained for and sometimes it’s nice to indulge in animal instincts (hers are so much closer to the surface than theirs) so she reaches out and she does.
At least they developed glitter and big plastic sunglasses. Not a total waste.
I always thought this scene was so many kinds of messed up. They are making fun of a twelve year old monk for not wanting to kill someone.
A+ to Katara for being the only one who cares enough about Aang’s feelings to be clearly upset by it.
Honestly, I love this scene. It illustrates the gaping chasm that exists between Aang and his friends. We always write Aang off as simply a lighthearted character, but often forget the privilege of his upbringing.
I say upbringing in the sense that Aang grew up in a peaceful time.
His friends did not.
Ozai represents the fear and pain and suffering that robbed them of their youth. Avatar is very lighthearted, but the suffering can hardly be ignored. Sokka and katara lost a mother and grew up in a rickety village on it’s last legs. Suki was imprisoned. .realistically this would not have been pretty for a girl. At best, she lived in fear of her life, her comrades, and the safety of her people. Toph perhaps had the most sheltered upbringing, but I’m sure she saw thing and suffered the knowledge that her people were slowly being subdued. Zuko grew up in fear of his own father–he was shitty enough if his own kid wanted him dead.
So this scene is screwed up ,but it also demonstrates how different Aang is. How naive and innocent. He’s seen enough suffering since he emerged from the iceberg, but not enough to lose all his beliefs.
I personally think Ozai needed to die, but this scene perfectly illustrates where everybody stands and why.
It also shows how easily black and white become grey. It’s irrefutable that Ozai is evil and that the Gaang is good; nobody would oppose that statement. However, you see the clash of good and evil here.
Aang represents the total righteous side of a hero, the side that stands for every life as a life, and for the extinguishing of a life as purely bad.
The others represent how murder and death are not subject to just the evil side. The others represent how the killing of one can save the lives of many. In their goodness, sometimes they must do an evil act to achieve justice.
This is where the ingenuity of the writers comes through. In a very subtle way, they show the ideals of a cartoon show to the truth of a very harsh reality we all live in. We all root for Aang, and we all recognize that he is being noble and honorable, but we are also uncomfortable because we are forced to question the deeper moral dilemma of a situation. We are forced to pick a side between two groups of “good” people, and wonder whether one side is more right than the other.
War is never black and white, and I think ATLA does a fantastic job of showing that.
