“i see a man who makes it home alive but its no longer you” jack-ianto in children of earth - or whatever
one line in the book that drives me nuts is vincent saying that he was born in a poor family and raised as a boy because they're more prized than girls. which reads to me that his family had expectations for him and that's why he was raised as a boy. probably not in the "expected to carry on the family name" cuz that's not how Philippines does it sexism. though as part of Manila's urban poor, vincent might be expected to either go to school, get an education and a decent job so he could financially provide for his family. that or be "katuwang ng magulang" and go straight to work, hustling in the streets of Manila.
it reads estragement from his family which is probably why he left and never looked back for 30 years. becoming a priest probably disappointed his parents and goes against the plan they have for him
anyways (I say this as someone who is deeply critical of the united states government, military, unchecked capitalism, police, etc) I am SICK of people treating america as if it has no cultural value or positives so….. I love u 85 million acres (bigger than italy) of national parks. I love u harlem renaissance. I love u groundhogs day. I love u sweet tea and fried chicken and jambalaya. I love u apple cider donuts and maizes on crisp autumn days. I love u 95k miles of coastlines and new england fisherman and hand knitted sweaters. I love u halloween where millions of people dress up and give candy to strangers and carve jack o’lanterns. I love u small talk and small towns and potlucks and bringing over casseroles to your struggling neighbors. I love u cowboys and ranch hands and arizonian cactus. I love u appalachian trail and dirtbikes and divebars. I love u sparklers and fireflies. I love u mark twain and toni morrison and emily dickinson and henry david thoreau. I love u rock n roll i love u bluegrass and hippies i love u jimi hendrix and nirvana and CCR and janis joplin. I love u victorian houses and jonny appleseed and john henry and mothman and bigfoot. I love u foggy days in the pacific northwest and neon signs and roadside attractions. I love u baseball and 1950s diners and soft serve. I love u native american art and pop art and poptarts. I love u blue jeans and barbecues and jazz musicians
Here's the thing though right. What if Crowley didn't actually realize he was in love? He projects his very own "fall in love" scenario (sheltering from the rain) onto Maggie and Nina, but when Nina suggests that they're an item he looks quietly dumbstruck. He doesn't even think to say anything until the others tell him he needs to. We all know he fell in love on the walls of Eden, but I don't think he *does*.
And then Aziraphale, who takes longer to get there, gets his revelation when Crowley saves his books. He's known how he feels since 1941, with all the fear and quiet devastation that goes with it. And now, now that they're free, he's ready. He wants to move on with Crowley, he touches and flirts and dances and says "our car". He's *ready*. And he's trying to show it the best way he knows how.
But Crowley doesn't know. Crowley who's loved him so well from the very beginning, DOESN'T EVEN KNOW IT'S LOVE HE'S FEELING, and he doesn't understand what Aziraphale's been trying to tell him. And now he's alone.
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listening to the pronunciation samples wikipedia offers of different types of consonants and you know what, I don't believe some of these are actually different sounds. I think this is some audiophile shit like gold-plated cables.
A loanword is a word taken from another language, such as ‘angst’ or ‘tsunami’ or ‘calque’. A calque is a literal translation of a word from another language, such as rhinestone (from French caillou du Rhine) or blueblood (from Spanish sangre azul) or loanword (from German lehnwort).
Aziraphale was not miracled by the coffee you guys. He legit thinks he’s doing the right thing. That’s what makes it so sad.
He wants to go with Crowley but he can’t because the opportunity to fix everything is too important and how does Crowley not understand??? Why won’t he just COME WITH ME TO FIX EVERYTHING!???
Then Crowley kisses him and that just completely shatters him because he can’t go with him. In his eyes, he can’t pass up this chance no matter how much he doesn’t want to hurt Crowley. “I forgive you” for not coming to fix things with me. And Crowley knows the moment he says that he’s not going to change his mind and says “don’t bother”. Don’t bother forgiving me, don’t bother explaining why you won’t come with me. Just don’t bother. I’m done trying to convince you.
Perfectly in character. Horribly tragic. Poetic cinema.
Torn between duty and love. One chooses love, one chooses duty.
Classic.
He deserves it.
Carmelita (19, she/they): Professional Language & Literature Nerd, Queer Entity, and Recovering Workaholic
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