#john yates

[mudwerks]

(via JHALAL DRUT: Bad Brains - John Yates)

[misscrawfords]

No sooner had Susan and her cousins left their box at the intermission than they came face to face with Miss Crawford and a gentleman exiting another box a few doors down. The gentleman was a stranger to Susan but the similarity of his appearance to the lady was such as made his identity as obvious as it was unanticipated.

Julia stopped dead and even Miss Crawford, usually so self-possessed, blushed and hesitated. Her brother too seemed struck by astonishment at the sight of the party. Only Mr. Yates, whose happy disposition did not admit of any embarrassment, was unperturbed.

“Crawford!” he boomed. “This is capital! No idea you were in the country, let alone in town! It's been years! But of course we should meet at the theatre - where else? You remember my wife, of course? And this is her cousin, Miss Price. Susan, this is the famous Mr. Crawford.”

Susan was as surprised as the others but for different reasons. This was the infamous Mr. Crawford? Her cousin had ruined herself and plunged her family into disgrace for him? Why, he was such a short and slight man! Susan was on the taller side of average for her sex but she was nevertheless unaccustomed to stand eye to eye with a man in the way she was able to with Mr. Crawford. And those expressive, dark features - so elegant and pretty on his sister - were not so attractive on the gentleman. He cut an insignificant sort of figure, especially when put next to the broad bulk of Mr. Yates, who loomed over them all in his usual way. She had only met him briefly many years ago but he had seemed taller and more impressive in her memory.

What was she to say to him? She did not desire an introduction; indeed, Yates probably ought not to have done it. She could not see Julia’s expression but her silence was speech enough. Perhaps she could cut him, she could give him the cut direct and walk straight past him with her head held high and Fanny in her heart… except of course that she did not dare.

In the event, he was the first to speak. The awkwardness and evident embarrassment of his address as well as its obvious insincerity as he reacquainted himself with Mrs. Yates and professed a delight to meet Miss Price gave Susan the courage to respond with a clear and direct look, “How do you do, Mr. Crawford? But we have met before in Portsmouth five years ago; perhaps you do not recall.”

Surprise crossed his face. “I do recall our meeting. How could I forget?”

How indeed? Later, she would think of many retorts, albeit none of them suitable to be spoken aloud. Instead she found herself asking if was enjoying the play. 

“With reservations,” he replied, his gaze never straying from hers. “And yourself, Miss Price?”

“Tolerably,” said Susan at the same time as Mr. Yates jumped in to inform them that this was Miss Price’s first ever visit to the theatre and how important it was that it was to such a wonderful production as The Distress’d Mother and had they ever seen anything so touching as Andromache’s tragic devotion?

“I find her a little too pious for my own taste,” interjected Miss Crawford. “I find myself drawn to Hermione and I cannot feel ashamed of it. But you have a very fine performance in Orestes for your first play, Miss Price. You have chosen well.”

Susan acknowledged that it was so and that she was very much looking forward to seeing him go mad in the final act. Yates declared there was no better actor anywhere in Europe and seemed on the point of anticipating the mad scene itself in the corridor when Julia finally roused herself to insist that the performance must be starting soon and hurried Susan back into the box, leaving the Crawfords behind to make of Mr. Yates’ paroxysms of dramatic enthusiasm what they would.

As for Susan, her spirit was disturbed by the meeting but she was determined that Mr. Crawford should not have any power over her - he had done quite enough damage by the Bertrams already for her to wish to give him any further satisfaction. Her attention should be devoted solely to the progress of the drama on stage before her. Nevertheless, it was strange to think that such a man should have been so captivating to both her cousins - he was not even handsome! And his address, well, there was nothing extraordinary about it. She could not understand it at all. And as for his view of the play, she could not help wondering over his reservations. What a very curious way to respond to her question which she had only asked out of politeness! Really, if he had reservations, he should at the least have said what they were! And so it was that at the end of several hours, when the play finally drew to a close, mad scene and all, having vowed that Mr. Crawford’s name should not even cross her mind, she found to her consternation she had thought of little else.

[bethanydelleman]

AITA for getting into a little debt?

u/MyHorseGunnaWin

I am the heir to a large estate, so of course I engage in some of the best pleasures of life, why not? I might as well get out when I'm young. I am not half so bad as most of my friends too! I don't get in that much debt. Nothing crazy.

My father is always a huge killjoy and bore about such things, and he actually took me aside and told me that my most recent debts (my horse had a bad run, well streak of runs) would need to be paid for out of my brother's inheritance (he sold the presentation of a family living). Now this is only half his inheritance, not all of it, and he's still going to have 700/year, which is really good for a younger brother.

Also, the dude who took over my brother's other living really looks like he's going to have a heart attack any day now. He'll pop off and my brother will get his living back, no fuss required! This is really such a minor problem. My aunt agrees that I did nothing at all wrong.

AITA for getting in a little debt even though everything will be totally fine?

Top Comment:

u/AllTheWorldsAStage

No regrets! You've got to make the most of your youth before it's dragged away from you. Carpe diem man!

NTA! Live your dreams!

u/RocksAndMountains How is this the top comment? He is clearly YTA

u/RationalCreature u/RocksAndMountains This subreddit is like 50% idle heirs who are in debt and cheating their younger brothers themselves. They can't all admit that they are AHs. (the other 45% is bored housewives and teenagers)

u/RocksAndMountains Yeah, that tracks.

AITA Jane Austen Masterpost

[themalhambird]

why I never get significant amounts of writing done, or, a liveblog of my last three hours working on a Mansfield Park fanfic:

Trying to figure out Yates' family for Julia-meets-her-in-laws purposes:

-> he's "the younger son of a lord with a tolerable independence" (MP XIII)

And now I'm down a rabbit hole trying to figure out what Austen means when she says 'a lord'. If she meant an Earl/Viscount/Baron, she surely would have specified "the younger son of a[n] Earl/Viscount/Baron with a tolerable independence." The Law Lords come in too late for that to be applicable.

...The younger sons of Dukes and Marquesses were styled as "lord ---" so Yates could conceivably be the younger son of a younger son. It might be that it's the lord (Yates' father), and not Yates, who has a tolerable independence from his father/our Yates' grandfather. But Dukes and Marquesses seem too aristocratic for Austen's taste: she never seems to aim beyond Earls (Lord Ravenshaw, Colonel Fitzwilliam's father.) Besides, Yates has an estate of his own (MP XLVIII)

[side note- estate as in "area of land"; estate as in "all money and property [he] owned" in general; or estate as in "condition in life?"

"there was comfort in finding his estate rather more, and his debts much less, than [Sir Thomas] had feared" (MP XLVIII). "rather more" seems to fit best with money and property in general: condition would surely be "...his estate rather better." And an area of land might be found to be "[worth] rather more", but just finding it to be bigger in general doesn't mean anything. Like, an extra acre of farmland is one thing, but an extra acre of fetid swamp water isn't gonna generate much income. Besides, younger sons not having their own land is Kind Of A Thing in MP, and Julia's visit to some of Sir Thomas' relatives is attributed to "some view of convenience on Mr. Yates' account" (MP XLVII). "The cousins...live near Bedford Square" (MP XLV), a very fashionable address, and as Yates is described as fashionable and expensive (MP XIII), it seems feasible that Yates has a permanent residence in London, also near Bedford Square...?

And then again, 'Lord' may have been perfectly common parlance for Earl/Viscount/Baron when the specificity of the rank either doesn't matter, or would have been obvious to Austen's original readers thanks to context clues I've missed entirely. The lack of specificity could be deliberate, drawing attention to how little the family at Mansfield Park actually know about Yates. I assume that Yates' father is alive because otherwise why frame him as "younger son" instead of "younger brother"?

....*shakes Jane Austen* you could tell your relations that Mrs Norris' "great sum" she gave William was £1 but you couldn't give them a detailed Yates family tree???

...and then it finally occurred to me to just google "what is a Baron", at which point the OED tells me:

noun

1.a member of the lowest order of the British nobility. Baron is not used as a form of address, barons usually being referred to as ‘Lord’.

So, we learn two things: 1) Yates' father is a Baron [I'm 99% sure] , and 2) I make life far more complicated for myself than it needs to be.

Progress made: plausible existence of Baron Dad Yates (still alive) established. At least 1 brother (older) confirmed. Biologically speaking, can assume a mother also existed or exists.

Words Written: Big Fat 0

...now repeat a similar process for every even semi-significant detail. Like trying to decide whether Bedford Square itself was fashionable enough for Yates (no, but Grovsenor Square or nearby to Grovesnor Square, about 25 minutes away probably would be...)

[johnyatesfanclub]

Why did John Yates try to hide a trip to Angela’s?

It seems like MH is traveling to see Angela and her live-in convicted sex offender daughter Scottie with an increased frequency!

We were sifting through Kooch’s recordings of her DMs with Yates (hard cringe) and spotted this thumbnail:

Compared to the greenscreen slips painstakingly put together:

What do you think?

Was the stop/sadfishing at Ragan’s real? Or was it just a beg for cash to get down to Angela’s?

[valjean444]

Más borracho que Cooter Brown.

[iamthecodester]

Taking bets on tonight’s live, content or foamlive?

F O A M

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

FROM THE "DESIGN OF DISSENT" ARCHIVES – PUTS THE FEAR OF GOD RIGHT INTO YOU.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on a poster design titled “American Bible Belt,” c. 1995, artwork by John Yates for Stealworks. Image from "The Design of Dissent.“

Source: www.paris-la.com/archive2008-2020/tag/john-yates.

[starlightseraph]

brigadier alastair gordon lethbridge-stewart my beloved

[giddyaunt425]

[halbarryislife]

Rest In Peace Richard Franklin, Jan. 15th, 1936 - Dec. 25th 2023

"It is with great sadness, that the family of Richard Franklin have asked me to share news of his passing, early this morning. Richard passed away peacefully in his sleep. Details of funeral arrangements will be shared here when announced. Sleep well Richard."

[bethanydelleman]

but Mr. Yates, without discernment to catch Sir Thomas’s meaning, or diffidence, or delicacy, or discretion enough to allow him to lead the discourse while he mingled among the others with the least obtrusiveness himself, would keep him on the topic of the theatre, would torment him with questions and remarks relative to it, and finally would make him hear the whole history of his disappointment at Ecclesford. Sir Thomas listened most politely, but found much to offend his ideas of decorum, and confirm his ill-opinion of Mr. Yates’s habits of thinking, from the beginning to the end of the story; and when it was over, could give him no other assurance of sympathy than what a slight bow conveyed.

Jane Austen, she slays. This time she decided to play on hard mode and destroy Mr. Yates’s character with a single letter. And the contrast with the Crawfords, who having much better social discernment, and got the hell out of Dodge when they heard Sir Thomas was home is just *chef’s kiss*

[bethanydelleman]

Yates also only came because his better party somewhere else didn't work out. Tom is his sloppy seconds "friend"

Thinking about how Tom Bertram doesn't actually know Yates that well- he's like, some guy Tom met at a party once, casually invited to stay in that generic kind of 'oh, if you're in the area' kind of way, and then Yates actually fucking shows up....and runs off with Tom's sister six months later lol

[johnyatesfanclub]

Scam alert! Crack’s back and he needs rent money!

[johnnycracktv]

Merry Christmas Crackheads.