#dudeism

[mcpirita]

Jeff Bridges as The Dude in “The Big Lebowski” (1998).

[godofthemonth]

Abide

[vertigoartgore]

Jeff Bridges as Jeffrey “The Dude” Lebowski (in the home of the other Jeffrey Lebowski) in The Big Lebowski (Coen Bros, 1998).

[tilbageidanmark]

"The Bible is true because it says it comes from God."

[vizrecon]

[ordinaryandanonymus]

The philosophy of Marc Aurelius confronted by The Dude

[lilwhiteboy]

became a dudist priest

[saucy-mesothelioma]

As a Dudeist, I'd like to share this with all my fellow aromatics this Valentine's Day, and that is the Dudeist holiday of Pal-o-mine’s Day. If you've ever watched Parks and Rec and know of Galentine's Day, this is basically the same thing. It's celebrated on the 13th of February and is basically the celebration of your pals, friends, and fellow dudes. Forget about the romantic gestures, just get some folks you care about and chill the fuck out together. And don't forget to go out on the 15th and get all that half-off candy y'all.

Hope you all have a great Valentine's, Pal-o-mine's, Galentine's, or even just a great Thursday if none of those are your style. Be good people and take it easy folks

[spockeye-fierce]

Obviously there are serious divisions between right and left in America and Western Europe but there seems to be another division between people who are uptight and people who like to keep things loose. Between nit pickers and people who cannot give fucks if their life depended on it.

I freely admit that I'm laid back to a fault about most things. Not fascists or tankies rolling around, I stand up against that stuff. But I don't look for the offense in humorous materials unless it slaps me right in the face. Case in point the antisemitism in South Park which is just out in the open and unquestionably hostile. That I don't laugh off. But I'm not going to lose my shit over memes directly addressing how Nazi laden Gen Z is. That's an uncomfortable subject but a real one. Making jokes about it feels like coping to me but your results may vary. I'm not really going anywhere with this. I don't collide, I abide.

[panemsfakenews]

My favourite headcanon that I have for The Hunger Games is that while well known and established religions (i.e., Christianity) possibly no longer exists in Panem, new age and joke religions somehow managed to persist and flourish into legitimate faiths.

I’m sure religion still exists in Panem, but it’s probably not that mainstream, Christianity probably even less so since there’s not much that ever alludes to it in text. The closest indicator we get that Christianity might still be a thing is when Katniss and Peeta and co. are in (I believe) District 11 and there’s a mural or something in the justice building of what Katniss describes as (and I’m paraphrasing here) “fat babies with wings.” To most readers it’s probably obvious that these fat, winged babies are cherubs. But Katniss doesn’t seem to know that. This suggests that either A.) Religions, especially Christianity which currently dominates North America, no longer exist and this building is old as fuck, or B.) Religions do still exist but Christianity no longer dominates, but may still be popular in D11, but also since districts are cut off from each other it may be much more underground or even nonexistent in other districts such as D12.

My headcanon aligns with option B.

Now, since I’ve established my thinking, just imagine it.

Two tributes are allies in the arena, one ally is killed but the other survives. The survivor looks down at their fallen ally and gives a slight bow. “May the Force be with you,”* they say before sadly walking away.

Once a year in District 4, near early fall, everyone dons a special hat, a sacred spaghetti strainer,** and greets their neighbours with a cheerful “ahoy, matey!”***

Or even a young Tigris, bogged down and exhausted from working so hard to keep food on the table and having to keep the Snows’ poverty a secret, turns to a lesser known and relatively unpopular religion within the Capitol in seek of some sort of comfort. “The dude abides,”**** she says quietly to herself as Fabrica gives her another undignified task to complete.

Like sure, God is dead but the Flying Spaghetti Monster lives on.

* Enough people in different commonwealth countries once listed their religion as Jedi on their country’s official census, thus making “Jediism” a legal religion.

** Pasta strainers are “religious headwear” for Pastafarians. Pastafarianism is a mock religion that “worships” the Flying Spaghetti Monster.

*** Additionally, Pastafarians see pirates as “divine beings” and celebrate International Talk Like a Pirate Day which occurs annually on September 19. I thought this was fitting for D4 since they’re the fishing district and on the ocean.

**** This is a quote from the film The Big Lebowski, which inspired the mock religion Dudeism. Dudeism’s philosophy is basically “go with the flow, take a chill pill.”

***** All information can be found on each religion’s respective Wikipedia site.

[groovy-lady]

I’m a Dudeist priest!

[godofthemonth]

First Dune, now Star Wars, I guess we now need a Start Trek Dude ...

[vertigoartgore]

Jeff Bridges as Jeffrey "The Dude" Lebowski and Leon Russom as the Malibu police chief in The Big Lebowski (Coen Bros, 1998).

[verix-silvercrow]

Bienvenue

I'd been thinking about making a Tumblr acc for a while and figured that the Great Reddit Exodus was a good time to do it. Verixblr coming in hot

Anyway I'm a dumb wolf guy from western Canada. I like roguelikes, Pokemon, and poetry; I identify most with Dudeism and blast classic rock; and I graduated with my BSc in Computer Science a few days ago, at time of posting.

Idk how to end this so keep it real ig

[aminock-blog]

Popeye

O fosso é fundo e a pá jaz quebrada, as unhas não me servem de nada, então roo os dedos. Pairam sobre mim mariposas, serei eu feito de luz ou elas procuram a sombra? Entro e saio de fase como se fosse a Lua, por vezes desapareço; e chora, o Sol, lágrimas de plasma. Percorro todos os tiroteios como a vontade atrás do gatilho, gritando: "ATIREM, ATIREM!" Passo sobre tudo um bloco escuro de censura. Já é tarde demais, sufoco com o sangue e tusso as tripas.

Avança o relógio do fim do mundo, existem ainda naves com bombas atômicas, em prontidão, vinte e quatro horas por dia? Ou isso caiu em desuso, junto ao muro? Todos nascemos para morrer em Berlin. Eu mesmo, sou quadro de 1984. Spielberg trained to spot nazis. Freakzoid, aponto para Israel, enquanto escrevo a doutrina dudeísta.

Percorro quadros de imagens esculpidas para me seduzir, em vídeos curtos e vídeos longos, como se fossem quadrinhos em pranchetas mágicas. Você sabia que um trailer de filme é um evento histórico? Você sabe quanto vale esse vinil? Você já vendeu sua alma? Se não, fale-me o preço que eu compro.

Computador, computador, programe-se humano. Quero colo. Quero brincar. Quero sexo. Quero dançar com mulheres produzidas de tanto passar fome. Red Carpet. Smile and Wave. I love the fans.

Visto um sorriso como se estivesse estampado em dinheiro, estou fumando um cachimbo, um fumo ruim, mas que me serviu para escrever estas aventuras de marinheiro Popeye.