Something I don't see people talking about with season 2 of Squid Game are the elements of addiction. Obviously the shows main themes is the evils of Capitalism, but no one is talking about the consequential addiction to risk!
It's been long since I've watched the first season, but if I recall correctly, the salesman bitchslaps Gi-hun a good couple of times before he wins. Despite getting hurt and knowing he could continue to get hurt, the possibility of getting the money was worth the risk. Same with the people who returned to the games after the vote to leave. They knew they could be killed, but the financial opportunity was too good to pass up. Although addiction doesn't play much of a role in these examples, they are more led by desperation and lack of opportunity.
But later in season 2 in "Bread and Lottery," we see the salesman approach various homeless people with a role of bread and a lottery ticket, making them choose between the two. Only one person in that scene chooses the bread over the lottery ticket, and we see another drinking right before choosing. This scene felt a little unfair to me (everything in this show is unfair but still) because these are all people very obviously struggling and haven't made the best decisions. Again, one of them drank before choosing.
Throughout season 2, the players are given the chance to leave after each game. Despite the safer option of leaving with a little bit of money being right there for them, the opportunity to get even more too good to them. While I personally haven't suffered from any diagnosed addiction, the genes run in both sides of my family, and I have struggled with disordered eating all my life. The title for s2 ep5 "One More Game" felt very personal to me because that phrase was an addiction mentality that I struggle with; one more slice, one more bowl, one more game...
I wouldn't be surprised if some of the players' votes were dictated more by the dopamine rush than the money...
the obsession some people have with their ships being canonized…..who are you, the catholic church
Machiyoh
Last night mom went to a concert in NY for Middle-aged Dad Jam Band, guest staring Paul Rudd. My mom got to meet Ken Marino for the second time. She told him that I told her that if she meets Paul to tell him that I loved him in Ideal Home. It fills me with unreasonable joy and fulfillment that Paul Rudd knows that some 14 year old watched him dick down Steve Coogan.
Some writers: *meticulously plan out every plot point and the tone and meanings before they start writing*
Me:
Ao3 is one of the only places I truly feel comfortable posting BECAUSE there is no algorithm
A few of these are probably referring to the date posting bug thing, but AAAAAAAAAAAH!
best ship dynamic is when they go from "you fool" (derogatory) to "you fool" (desperate)
"It Doesn't Matter If Your Gay, You're Still Our Friend" Part One
What if Trent wasn't the only one to catch Colin and Michael making out in the alley?
Written between the airing of 3x3 and 3x4
Pairing: Colin Hughs x Michael
Coming Out, Mental Breakdown, Angst with a Happy Ending, Light Angst, Canon Compliant, Canon Queer Relationship, Canon Queer Character, AFC Richmond Players are Himbos
Colin couldn't fully wrap his head around how he could go from having a fun night out with his friends to sobbing in his partner's arms at home in just a single hour.
The night started off great.
He carpooled to Sarn's restaurant with Richard, Dani, and Isaac. This wasn't unusual. The team would often branch off into groups and celebrate after a big win. Considering their winning streak, it was only natural.
They were getting rounds of drinks (all on Sam, of course), and joking around.
"I'm not one those guys, but considering how much we've been wining with Zava around, and seeing how much he can move his body? He could do whatever he wanted to me." Richard said with a grin.
Dani and Isaac laughed. Colin laughed along.
He pushed down the punch to the gut feeling he got from his friend's words.
'They don't know.'
They didnt know he was one of those guys.
He knew they meant no harm. Colin wouldn't say his teammates were homophobic. They were just guys being guys. He knew Moe's best friend and uncles were gay. And he knew Jan Maas's twin sister was transgender. From basic observation, the team didn't seem to care. Sure, some of them looked surprised when one of them mentioned someone was gay, but no seemed to mind when it was mentioned.
But still, the topic scared him, It was one thing to be friends with someone who had gay friends, it was another to be friends with a gay person. And said person being your colleague? Considering just how many different cultures and backgrounds everyone on the team came from, and given what Colin knew about classic locker-room culture, it wasn't worth the risk.
He felt a mix of emotions when Michael showed up. He was overjoyed when he saw Michael, but it hurt he had so much love to give his boyfriend. But he couidn't give him anything more than a dude-bro handshake. He had to introduce the love of his life as his best friend. 'His wingman'. And to his closest friends no less.
"I'm trying," Michael said, taking a sip of his drink, "Trust ne, it's harder than you think." This got a chuckle out of all of them. Though, it was probably funnier to the two of them, considering the context was different for them compared to his friends.
Dani grinned, "Oh, come on. A footballer with a smile and personality like that? Plenty of women would want him."
"No woman has really caught my interest, l guess." Colin leaned back in his chair.
He was really hoping that they would leave it at that, and move on from the topic. But they continued.
"We'll just have to get you to some bars around town. Maybe use Bantr, like Sam." Dani patted Colin's shoulder. "Michael. You said you're his wingman. Would you like to join us?"
Michael laughed. Only Colin could see how the conversation was starting to make him uncomfortable. Michael took a bigger sip of his drink, "I'd like to see you try."
Eventualy (thankfully), the subject matter died down, all of the attention going to Zava when he made his grand entrance.
Colin and Michael were able to sneak away without anyone being suspicious of them. They knew it was safe when they were a block or two away from the party.
"Hi Colin."
"Hi Michael."
They embraced each other warmly, now being comfortable enough to do So. Colin kissed him eagerly. Michael laughed when he pulled away.
"Eagar much?"
Colin whined, "I just missed you. I don't like it when you go away."
Michael put his hand on Colin's cheek, "I missed you too. You know, we still have a bit of time left before people notice we're gone. Maybe we could..."
Colin took this as his cue to lean back in.
He loved being like this. He loved feeling Michael's hair in his hands, and their bodies seemed to fit perfectly together.
"Colin?"
His blood ran cold. They must have lost track of time.
They quickiy puled away from each other. Colin looked over to see Dani, Isaac, Richard, Jan Maas, and Jamie.
"Hey, guys," he said awkwardly, "What are you guys doing? Party's still going on inside."
"We were gonna get another round of drinks. We wanted to find ya, see if you wanted to join." Jamie said.
"Yeah. Yeah, sounds good." He gave them a thumbs up.
"Maybe you had a little too much to drink," Jan Maas said, "You know you were kissing you friend Michael, right?" Everyone looked at him. "What?" he asked.
"Um yeah, I know." Colin looked back at his boyfriend for reassurance. Michael grabbed his hand, giving him a look that said go ahead. "Michael isn't my just my friend. And he definitely isn't my wingman. ...He's my boyfriend."
Dani and Jamie looked dumbfounded. He couldn't read Isaac and Richard's face. Jan Maas just looked like Jan Maas.
Colin turned to Michael and looked back at his friends. "We should go."
Colin and Michael quickly made their way back to the restaurant to get their things and leave. His teammnates followed.
He grabbed his drawstring bag and turned to Michael to make sure he had his keys (he knew Michael didn't drink enough to raise any concerns about driving).
"Colin, wait! It's alright if your gay, your still our friend!" Dani called out to him.
A hush fell over the room.
Looking around at all his friends, colleagues, and mutuals, it was clear everyone was shocked. Colin felt himself on the verge of tears. He looked to Michael for guidance.
"It's okay," he said, "Let's go." Michael guided him out of the restaurant and to his car. When the car door shut, he broke down crying.
Looking out the window, he could see his whole team (minus Zava) and coach Ted standing outside Ola's, looking stunned.
Colin would feel ashamed of himself, but he didn't have the energy to care. He just wanted to crawl into bed with Michael and never leave.
When they got home, Michael led him straight to their bedroom. He made him take a shower and get a glass of water before letting him get into their bed.
"How're you feeling?" he asked.
"Not great." Colin replied.
Michael put a hand on his back, "Need anything?"
Colin shook his head. "I'm worried about us. What's gonna happen?"
Michael sighed, "I dont know. But were going to figure it together, yeah," Coin gave him an affirming nod.
It only when the got under the covers did Colin begin to cry again, letting Michael hold him the rest of the night.
This month, my class was supposed to read The Great Gatsby (we're high school seniors, so most of us are 17/18, so a lot of my class voting in their first primary election), but our teacher was out sick all of January, so we were supposed to read on our own.
This week was Midterms week, and she finally came back. We were supposed to take a test on The Great Gatsby next week, but she gave us some options since she hasn't been around to talk with us about the book:
A. Take the test
B. Only do the open-ended portion of of the test
C. Write an essay about The Great Gatsby instead
One classmate got her to add D. No test at all.
Most people didn't want to take any test, but some of us (including myself) were hoping for something to boost our grade. One person asked if they alone could still take the full test even if everyone else voted differently, but it had to be everyone or no one takes it.
Unsurprisingly, the majority voted D. Not even a minute later, when my teacher reiterated that there would be no test, a classmate (voted D) asked "Wait, we're not taking the test?"
My teacher said "Yes, it's what you voted for."
He smiled and said "Oh, I wasn't paying attention."
He didn't know what he was voting for.
Our teacher told us our options over 5 times and he didn't pay attention a single time. She made sure we knew what our options were over and over, answering questions like how it would effect our grade, why she was giving us options at all.
All that time to thinking about it, discuss it with each other, ask her more questions, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to what he was actually voting for...