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warningsine · 14 days ago

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Kassab presents a full and rich account of life outside of major cities, and, continuing the moral project begun in her debut work, House of Youssef, she draws us into this world to separate myth from reality.

There are more Australias than I can count. Though we inhabit some of them together, many we not only don’t share with others, but couldn’t even fathom sharing. Some are real, most are mythical. Politicians love to invoke a certain mythical version of Australia whenever they need to appeal to some sort of nationalistic impulse. When it comes to regional Australia, that is, all of the places outside of this country’s capital cities, the mythology is populated with clichés about rural settler life. We all know them: there are the farmers battling against drought just to feed the ingrate cities, old saws about how rural towns are places where ‘real’ Aussies live. Yumna Kassab’s latest work, Australiana, a multifaceted exploration of regional Australia, goes a long way toward dispelling such limiting narratives. Kassab presents a full and rich account of life outside of major cities, and, continuing the moral project begun in her debut work, House of Youssef (Giramondo, 2019), she draws us into this world to separate myth from reality.

Structurally Australiana is similar to Kassab’s first work – it consists of cycles of interconnected short stories as well as several longer pieces. It is what Olga Tokarczuk calls a ‘constellation novel’ – a description she gives of her novel Flights. A constellation novel is one that doesn’t attempt a single story, but which ‘throws a range of writing and polyphonic voices into orbit and allows [the] readers to make significant forms and patterns from them.’ This is the best way to think of Australiana. If there is a single story here, it isn’t that of individuals, it is of a community.

The book is split into five sections, each examining a different aspect of country life. The first, ‘The Town’, explores the ways in which the lives of people in a small community are connected. It’s a series of connected vignettes, each drawing on some aspect of the previous one, but showing a completely different facet of life in the town. The second section, ‘My Face is Nameless’, highlights the hardships of rural life: drought, loneliness, tradition, but also on overcoming these things, through grit and reliance on one’s community. The third section, ‘The Blind Side’, the longest single story in the book, is preoccupied with community and the grave consequences of turning one’s back on it. In the fourth section, ‘Pilliga’, Kassab turns her attention to Country and the respect it demands. Camping in the Pilliga National Park in northern New South Wales, a group of teenagers come up against unrelenting heat, against themselves, and against the ghosts of those who got lost forever in the wilderness. Finally, ‘Captain Thunderbolt’ completes the collection by examining the role the bushranger myth plays in our understanding of regional communities.

Each story of 'The Town' focuses on a moment in the life of a community, one vignette after another is focalised through a new character or group of characters, moving the narrative along by leaving enough of a trail to follow how each of the lives is connected. It opens with the experience of a man who just moved to the town, and whose house is getting broken into, time and again. Next, from the perspective of the burglars, we learn that their intention wasn’t to steal anything, just to see what the new guy’s house was like – people in town were joking that he had bags of money in there. Next, we move on to the perspective of the stepmum of one of the burglars, worrying about her family. Following the links in this chain, we peer into an enormous range of experiences. Kassab gives enough to let us into each protagonist's world, to feel what they feel, before snatching us away to show us something else.

The economy of Kassab’s language mirrors in many ways the brutality of the world inhabited by her protagonists. Take for example this story, titled ‘Speed Dating’ from the second section, ‘My Face Is Nameless’, that is brief enough to quote in its entirety:

She was at the wheel and she was determined he be impressed. She sped up. He egged her on. She flipped the car and they smashed into a tree. She did not impress him and now no one else will.

This is a particularly curt example, but it illustrates well how Kassab is able to strip unnecessary flourish that could soften the impact of her stories. This isn’t to say that the stories here are bleak or deprived of humour and joy – that would be contrary to the realist project of the work.

The weather is important in Australiana. It isn’t merely the backdrop against which things happen, it is a force against which people struggle, with which they need to learn to live, and which is completely inescapable. In this sense, the land and the slow rolling climate disaster we are living through are always present in Australiana. It’s not news that those in rural communities are among the worst affected by climate change. In ‘The Floods’, we see this most clearly. In the drought, the land dries so solidly that it can no longer absorb water; any rain that falls will simply sit on top, accumulating and flooding. And so when the drought eventually breaks, another disaster will strike. In the aptly titled ‘The Hostage Sky’, a man looks at the sky, ‘the one that has held them hostage for months, the sky that does not care whether he breathes or dies’. The sense of dread about the environment felt by the characters permeates the novel, and Kassab instils it in her readers too. We come to realise how for these rural communities – and more for all of us – a great deal is dictated by the rain. Unsurprisingly, the man in that story knows exactly how many days it’s been since the last rainfall.

Reading these stories against the backdrop of the widespread and catastrophic flooding in Queensland and New South Wales this year has been surreal. The transition from drought to flooding just shifts the locus of people’s suffering, their burden is ever present in one form or another. One moment the folks of Australiana worry about hay running out in town or about how to explain to the bank that their farm isn’t profitable this year, the next their livestock is drowning, their house is underwater, and their car floated away. But of course, non-regional Australians shouldn’t need to read a book set in regional Australia to be concerned about how climate change will affect those communities, just as there’s no need to watch the news all day to know that the impact of flooding on communities in northern NSW has been shattering. But there is a difference between knowing something intellectually and knowing what something is like to live through. And when the flooding subsides, so too does the news coverage. What will abide is the devastation and ruined lives in need of repair. In the era of aesthetics as politics, where government support is only available when its administration can be visible, it is art that has the potential to keep our attention. Stories like Kassab’s can bring us into the world of the people experiencing these tragedies, and take us beyond the news cycle to motivate transformative action.

At her best, Kassab shows us how the loss of livelihood, the inability to see a way out, and the lack of concern and action from government precipitate crises. Some of her characters simply feel that they were conned into this life. As the protagonist in ‘The Dam’, Jack, tells us, ‘[i]f there was one silver lining to the drought, it was that drownings were down. Never mind the increase in domestic violence, shootings, and suicide.’ Desperation drives people to violence, against themselves, against their spouses, or against their friends. Sometimes it’s just a pub scuffle, many times it’s much worse. Kassab has no time for the sugar-coated version of the story.

In the task of dispelling myths, there is a clear line to be drawn between Australiana and Kassab’s first book, House of Youssef. There, Kassab delves deeply into the psychology and politics of Lebanese Muslims living in Western Sydney. Her stories shed light on the challenges of leaving one’s homeland to try to carve a better future for one’s kids and of dealing with the sense of otherness perpetuated by the oppressive whiteness of mainstream Australian culture. House of Youssef brings the challenges faced by first generation migrants into dialogue with the discrimination faced by all migrants. In Australiana these challenges appear in different forms. Young people move from the country to the city to pursue easier lives. Older generations lament that young folks are abandoning land that their family has maintained for over a century. Those who stay face drought, isolation, hard labour. While Australiana doesn’t deal explicitly with questions about racism in the way House of Youssef does, it does show that one’s lived experience emerges from a multitude of factors including background, class, gender, and mental health – and that how we get treated depends on the intersection of all of these factors.

The moral project of Kassab’s writing is what unites these books. Her view of the world and her continual insistence on the power communities hold over us, both to protect us and to break us is readily apparent in both books. One of the stories in Australiana tells of a man, Barry, who challenged his community when he was leaving for the city, talking down to the people he grew up around about their choices to stay despite the challenges presented by the land. In the city, he gets together and breaks up with a woman after having a child together. Every time he returns to his home town, Barry looks worse. Because of how he treated them in the first place, the townspeople are quick to blame him for his problems. Then he gets accused of sexually harassing several young women in the city. In town, the people take this as a sign of a greater moral failing on Barry’s behalf. In the city one can remain anonymous, but in his small regional community, Barry becomes a pariah. His wilful separation from the community means he can’t get back to the nourishment that it can provide, to the mutual strength that allows communities to survive in the face of adversity.

In House of Youssef, we similarly see the toll exacted by a community that feels abandoned by one of its own. Families back in the old country quietly judge the kids of their relatives who migrated for forgetting their roots. The children of migrants are chided for abandoning tradition. In the most extreme cases, the community turns its back completely for transgressions against its norms. In both books, Kassab makes it clear that the consequences of abandoning and being abandoned by one’s community aren’t one-sided. The tragedy is experienced by everyone in different ways, but the scars left behind are very similar.

Both books examine moments of profound cultural change within clearly defined communities. In both cases, young people abandon traditions. In Australiana this means moving to the city, getting office jobs, coming back less frequently until they’re barely ever seen. As the narrator in the ‘Blind Side’ says, ‘[f]or many, a home town is something to be cast off like a bad smell as soon as you can.’ He complains that young people leave the country for the city and that they become too dependent on technology. In House of Youssef, we see similar complaints from the first generation that came to Australia – young people don’t care about the struggles their family had to go through so they could land in Sydney – they care about making their own future.

Australiana’s one weakness is its focus on settler narratives. Most (though not all) of the characters are white or otherwise more-recent migrants. On the one hand, it’s understandable that a writer who is not of Aboriginal heritage might want to avoid trying to go too deeply into the experience of Aboriginal people, since that is not for settlers to do. On the other, the book in many ways attempts to dispel myths about modern Australia, and it is odd that Kassab doesn’t engage more with the role of settler colonialism in shaping the communities she writes about or the way in which Australians understand them. Australiana goes a long way to present us with stories about tradition and attachment to the land, but the protagonists don’t seem to have much concern about whose land it is that they have formed these attachments to. One could put it down to a form of realism – most people don’t consciously think about the way in which the colonial project affects their daily life. At the same time, the lack of engagement seems like a blank space in the firmament of stories Kassab has created here.

Nonetheless, what I see emerging in Kassab’s writing, at least in these first two books, is a sort of universalism that undermines the false boundaries we put up between ourselves and other people. In each case, she’s interested in challenging the way a community is seen from outside, to let us into its intimate worries and plots. She finds space to challenge the assumptions that people often make about others, and to present the humanity in each of her protagonists. There are times that reading these stories feels like being let in on some juicy gossip. And other times, we witness tragedy that is usually hidden from outsiders. In this way, I see Australiana as not merely challenging the established mythology of the regions but creating a new one.

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tempi-dispari · 1 month ago

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Sono solo parole in rock: Big Balls degli Ac/Dc

Big balls fa parte di Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, ovvero “lavori sporchi a basso prezzo”, uscito nel settembre del 1976 in Australia ed Europa. Di Jailbreak è stato fatto anche un video (presente ora nella doppia raccolta DVD Family Jewels), in cui si vedono Bon Scott ed Angus Young travestiti da carcerati, inseguiti e trucidati da due spietati poliziotti (ossia Malcolm Young ed il bassista Evans).

Nel 1976 viene pubblicata anche la versione dell’album per il resto del mondo. La differenza tra le due versioni sta nella diversa grafica della copertina che nella versione per il resto del mondo è realizzata dallo studio Hipgnosis, e nella lista tracce: nella versione europea è inclusa Love At First Feel, che non compare in quella australiana, dove sono invece presenti Jailbreak ripubblicata nell’album in studio ’74 Jailbreak contenente brani provenienti dai primi due album pubblicati in Australia e mai pubblicati nel resto del mondo, e R.I.P. (Rock In Peace) che si trova nel disco 1 del box set Backtracks pubblicato nel 2009 e contenente varie rarità live e studio della band.

Big balls

I’m ever upper class high society, God’s gift to ballroom notoriety, I always fill my ballroom (The event is never small) The social pages say I’ve got The biggest balls of all

Oh I’ve got big balls I’ve got big balls And they’re such big balls Dirty big balls And he’s got big balls And she’s got big balls But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all

And my balls are always bouncing My ballroom always full And everybody cums and cums again If your name is on the guest list No-one can take you higher Everybody says I’ve got Great balls of fire

Oh I’ve got big balls I’ve got big balls And they’re such big balls Dirty big balls And he’s got big balls And she’s got big balls But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all

Some balls are held for charity And some for fancy dress But when they’re held for pleasure They’re the balls that I like best. My balls are always bouncing To the left and to the right It’s my belief that my big balls Should be held every night

Oh I’ve got big balls I’ve got big balls And they’re such big balls Dirty big balls And he’s got big balls And she’s got big balls But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all

And I’m just itching to tell you about them Oh we had such wonderful fun Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish… Ball sucker

Grandi palle

Sono uno dell’alta società, Dio mi ha donato una fama da sala da ballo Riempio sempre la mia sala da ballo e l’evento non è mai piccolo Si dice in giro che io possegga Le palle più grosse del mondo

Oh, io ho grandi palle io ho grandi palle E sono palle grandi così Grandi palle sporche Anche lui ha grandi palle Anche lei ha grandi palle Ma noi abbiamo le palle più grosse di tutti

E le mie palle rimbalzano sempre, la mia sala da ballo è sempre piena E tutti vengono e vengono di nuovo Se il tuo nome è sulla lista degli invitati, nessuno ti potrà portare più in alto Tutti dicono che ho grandi palle di fuoco

Oh, io ho grandi palle io ho grandi palle E sono palle grandi così Grandi palle sporche Anche lui ha grandi palle Anche lei ha grandi palle Ma noi abbiamo le palle più grosse di tutti

Certe palle si mostrano per carità e certe altre per costume Ma quando si mostrano per il piacere, quelle sono le palle che preferisco Le mie palle rimbalzano sempre, a sinistra e a destra È mia opinione che le mie grandi palle dovrebbero essere mostrate ogni notte

Oh, io ho grandi palle io ho grandi palle E sono palle grandi così Grandi palle sporche Anche lui ha grandi palle Anche lei ha grandi palle Ma noi abbiamo le palle più grosse di tutti

E muoio dalla voglia di dirtelo Oh ci siamo divertiti così tanto Cocktail di frutti di mare, granchi, astice… Succhia palle

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house-of-laminations · 3 years ago

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Tbh we always talk about the more eldritch side of the obey me cast, but yknow what would be nice? Seeing these old grandpas get so shocked at how humans work now.

I don't really think demons have a proper concept of evolution. Maybe its more of a power up? But they certainly don't evolve like how humans would. It'd be funny to see some of them get shocked to learn that we didn't exactly look like this before. Of course some of em may know before, but other demons who just think of humans as food and nothing more would.

Idk its just funny to see a demon having a whole crisis because how tf did we go from that to that?

Anon not only is this hilarious to think about, especially when you consider the differences between human and demon biologies, but it's absolutely insane to imagine these ancient know-it-alls either just forgetting it or like. completely missing humans evolving. kinda like MC: i know as a human i think my species is kinda important but how do you MISS that? Brothers: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ so I wrote that. I hope you dont mind.

no cws, but there's a nod to dialuci, which could also be very easily read as a reckless MC making a joke at Lucifer's expense. 5.5k words again, babes.

Evolutionary Biology 101 with Prof. MC (or: how the demons missed the emergence of Homo sapiens sapiens only for MC to educate them)

Mammon

Mammon was created some time before Cambrian Explosion - though don't ask him what year, no one was keeping track of things like that back then.

The general goings-on of heaven didn't interest him so much, so Lucifer would often give him the more fun, creative projects to occupy his time.

He didn't pay much attention to humans either, not until Beel, Belphie, and Lilith started expressing an interest in them - and by then human development had progressed to the use of tools and currency - completely missing their initial emergence.

"Well this is a waste of time! There's nothin' shiny here at all," complains Mammon.

"You didn't have to come with me," you say, for what feels like the hundredth time.

In hindsight, it probably wasn't the smartest idea ever to bring the Avatar of Greed along with you while you visit the museum. Solomon had wanted you to pick up something from an acquaintance of his, and that acquaintance happened to be one of the research associates tied to the place. Your only saving grace has been the fact this is the Natural History Museum - still full of valuable artifacts, but less immediately obvious or eye catching. You wouldn't know what to do with Mammon in a place like the British Museum.

Or actually. On second thoughts... maybe you should take him there. He'd be right at home.

You leave the demon somewhere in near the entrance with a firm suggestion (though not an order) to stay put. The meeting is short and to the point, and you leave the office with an ancient scroll in hand.

Mammon is not where you left him when you return.

With a sigh, you find yourself a map of museum exhibits, resolving to find him by process of elimination. Maybe he's by some of the valuables displays - early tools, jewelry, and pottery could potentially snag his interest.

Except he's not where you expect him to be at all.

You find Mammon in one of the new exhibits - Roots of Australiana.

"I made that one," he says, pointing. You follow the line his finger makes and you can't help but feel the surge of fond exasperation when your eyes land on the taxidermy creature.

"Are you telling me you made the platypus?"

"Yup, all the handiwork of the Great Mammon!" he says, pride in his voice and the way he puffs out his chest. "Michael hated it but Lucifer loved it."

The affection you feel for this demon is immeasurable. You laugh, grabbing onto his arm and hugging him close, just to see that beautiful red blush take over his features. You don't let yourself be shocked by the fact that apparently Mammon was responsible for the creation of one of the weirdest creatures known to mankind. It makes a startling amount of sense.

You spend the next few hours in just that one exhibit, pointing at different animals and asking about their origins. Mammon doesn't know the answer to all of the questions you ask, but you do get a glimpse into what sort of life he maybe had before the Fall.

"Oh yeah! Jellyfish! Levi wasn't super interested in makin' anything but we all had to contribute something. He got his out of the way real early on too."

"Lucifer says he made the cassowary, but Satan swears up an' down that it was him drivin' at the time."

"Asmo, Beel, an' I worked together on Kangaroos. Or rather - I made kangaroos but Asmo didn't think they were 'cute' enough so he made wallabies. Beel was just a kid back then but he loved 'em so much he wanted to show Belphie and Lilith, so he made Rock-Wallabies. Small enough that he could pick 'em up and carry 'em in his lil' baby hands."

Eventually you get to the end of the exhibit, where there there's a display of recreations of the neolithic pre-human variations of the indigenous peoples. There's even an actual skull just sitting there in the open, beyond the rope boundary. Surprisingly, Mammon has something to say about this too.

"Lucifer, Simeon, an' a few of the other seraphim helped make those. I dunno why it took a bunch of them though considerin' there are none left around today. Too many cooks, I wonder?"

You freeze.

"Mammon," you start, still formulating your thoughts, "do you know what this is?"

He cocks his head, gaze flitting between you and the display. "It's jus' a monkey, isn't it? Not one of the cute ones though."

"No..." you say slowly, only because you yourself are kind of perplexed by this strange gap in his knowledge, "Well. Yes, kind of a monkey. But a monkey that eventually evolved into the human race."

There's a moment of silence as Mammon stares at you.

"You're shittin' me, MC," he finally says.

"I wouldn't lie to you about this," you say, even though you would in any other circumstance. Winding Mammon (or really, any of the brothers) up has become a personal past-time. "That right there is one of the protohumans. Paranthropus boisei if that plaque is to be believed."

Mammon looks so confused and it's hard not to giggle a little at his wide eyes.

But then you see his arm move and -

"Wait, Mammon-"

It's too late. Mammon has already reached inside the exhibit to grab hold of the skull. Alarms start blaring but he ignores it - probably doesn't even register to him. Instead, he's holding up the skull to be level with your own head.

You only just hold back from making an Alas, dear Yorrick joke.

"Nah, I don' see it. Where'd the fangs go? Your teeth so little compared to these chompers." he says, while fiddling with the admittedly ginormous teeth inside the skull.

You pull on his arm to try and get him to drop the skull before anyone sees, but he doesn't budge. "Please, Mammon. I'll tell you if you just put. The skull. Down."

You punctuate each word with more fruitless tugs at his arm, which prompts him to raise it higher to try and get the skull out of your reach. Security has now run into the room, and they're all trying to ask him the same thing - put the skull down and come with them.

Mammon snorts, narrowing his eyes. "Pesky humans," he grumbles, before wrapping his free arm around you.

You're not quite sure what happens next. You think there's a flash of wing, the touch of cool leather, but it's like your brain just doesn't know how to translate what your body is seeing, hearing, and feeling.

When the world starts making sense again, you have to blink a few times to get your eyes adjusted to bright sunlight. You can hear running water, and in front of you a platypus is lounging in the reeds of a small creek.

Mammon is still holding that skull.

"Alright, now that we're alone, you can start explainin' things," he says.

This is just too bizarre. You sigh. So much for getting Solomon's scroll back to him before sundown. Especially now that it seems Mammon has taken you entire continents away.

In for a penny...

"Is listening to me explain evolutionary biology to you really what you want to do now we're alone in the middle of nowhere?"

There's a splashing sound as the skull is thrown into the creek. You can't find it in you to care. Especially not when strong arms wrap around you and everything becomes Mammon.

Leviathan

Leviathan was created some million years before the Triassic era. He grew up at the same time the life in the ocean was starting to grow teeth.

He was the brother to spend the most time on Earth - but not on land. His presence in the deepest depths in the ocean was perhaps one of the reasons for their eventual gargantuan size. And as the creatures grew in response to this threat, Leviathan grew with them.

Really, humans only started being interesting when they learned to tell stories with nuance. His brothers like to joke it was the advent of anime and manga, but really, Levi secretly loved the puppetry of early civilizations too.

But by then, it was too late. He'd spent all that time down in the ocean, only to miss man's precursors crawling from the waves.

You're mentally patting yourself on the back for the absolutely brilliant idea to bring Levi to a human aquarium when he stops suddenly beside you.

It's not the first time that's happened during the day - quite often some scaly creature will attract Levi's attention and he'll be frozen staring at it for a bit. If you didn't know better you'd say he was trying to mentally communicate with the fish. You're happy to listen to his long rants and tangents after about that particular species or maybe a fun story he has about some of his oceanic trips. Normally the shifting blue ambiance of the aquarium lighting makes people look spooky, otherworldy. On Levi, it makes him look alive.

What seems to have stopped him this time is the absolutely enormous jawbone of what the plaque tells you is a Megalodon.

"It was a baby," he sniffs.

You grab onto his hand, pushing down the existential terror that anecdote brings up in you. Whatever this jaw belonged to could swallow you whole without realizing, and that's baby sized?

"There, there. At least it's swimming happily in the fishy afterlife with the rest of its species," you try to console.

"Not all of them," he grumbles sulkily.

That makes you freeze. You're staring up at the fossilized jawbone, contemplating the implications of that comment long enough for Levi to wander off on his own.

"MC," Levi calls to you, though you can't say for sure how much time has passed, "what do they mean by 'all life started in the ocean'?"

Once with Mammon was chance.

Twice with Levi - it can't be coincidence.

Or rather, shouldn't be.

"Exactly what it says," you say rather blithely. You should not have to explain this to beings who were definitely alive back then. "All life, including the reptiles, mammals, and even humans, started off as some variation of sea life."

"Oh, so you have gills? Why didn't you say so MC, I could've taken you taken out to visit Lotan ages ago if I'd known-"

"Levi, I don't have gills," you interrupt. "I have lungs. We've been over this."

He screws up his nose. "Seems like a bit of a downgrade, to me. Think about all the cool things you're missing out on because you don't have gills!"

"Missing?" you ask incredulously, "sure, we're coming back to the giant deep sea life that apparently isn't dead in a sec, but how can you miss all of human evolution?"

He blinks at you slowly.

"It's not like the land creatures were doing anything interesting."

You splutter. "Not doing anything inter- Levi they were evolving into humans. They were fighting and eating each other to distill the dominant species!"

He shrugs.

"Plesiosaurs did that too. If you wanted to see some really vicious fighting, you could always count on the Vampyromorphs."

"I'm sorry the what?"

Levi sighs like you were put on this earth just to test him. In your defense, you kind of were, a little bit. You sling an arm around his shoulders to bring him close. You're in this together, after all.

You don't hide your blush when he confidently puts an arm around your waist in return, hand settling on your hip. He uses it to steer you towards the Squid Tank.

"C'mon MC, your normie side is showing. Vam-pyro-morph. Giant squids with slightly cannibalistic tendencies. Ticklish underneath the tentacles and the teeth," he says, like that explains anything.

Sketched onto the plaque beside the tank is one of the early vampire squid precursors. It's the most terrifying thing you have ever seen.

Speaking of terrifying, that reminds you -

"Levi- hey. Levi, please, what did you mean megalodon aren't extinct-"

Satan & Asmodeus

Asmodeus was created sometime around the late Jurassic era. This was way before the modern variations of the Homo sapiens species, but a few of their precursors were mulling around.

That wasn't to say they were doing anything particularly interesting. Instead, Asmo was more taken with the potential colors of avian feathers. He was trying to campaign for more variation by aggressively making more wild and wonderful plumage.

Satan, perhaps, has the best defense in that he didn't exist as an independent entity until sometime around when humans invented agriculture. He may have had flashes of awareness within Lucifer, but it was very rarely during anything to do with the mortal races.

You, Satan, and Asmo had agreed to study for your next Devildom Law exam together in the House's library. Studying together was normally a thing you and Satan would do anyway, but Asmo had been falling behind somewhat in your last exams, and Lucifer was starting to get snippy about it. You suggested Asmo should join you and Satan, on the basis that the current unit is on human cultural developments, and you can teach by example.

Asmo was especially enthusiastic about that.

Surprisingly, he was a more effective study partner than, say, Mammon. The three of you had been managing to read quietly together for just over an hour. Your hand had drifted unconsciously into Asmo's hair, while Satan let his tail wrap around your ankle.

"I didn't realize humans had multiple forms too!"

Asmo's voice breaks the tranquility of the library, and you look up from your notes. Satan leans over Asmo's shoulder and hums a little in surprise.

You suddenly have a lap full of the Avatar of Lust as Asmo crowds into your space. He's got a book in hand - one on the history and development of human cultures. It's turned to a page on the origins of humanity, and it even contains one of those stereotypical diagrams you'd associate with the progression of evolution - from fish to primate to man.

"What-" you start, but Satan's already latched onto this subject like a cat with its prey.

"It makes sense - your current form is quite dexterous and good for persistance hunting, but it doesn't provide much in terms of raw power," he's saying, and what?

"Though it seems the cranial size and cognitive capacity of your current form is the most advanced - is that to make quick decisions and judgements?"

"You don't have to keep your defenses up with us - surely you know that we'll love you no matter what you look like," Asmo croons, twining your fingers together.

"Don't you trust us, MC?" asks Satan and damn him for being so soft.

"Wait, guys, you don't think..." you start but then trail off. After Mammon and Levi, maybe you shouldn't assume the knowledge of these dumbasses demons.

"Think what, MC?" Satan asks.

You can't help the laugh that escapes you.

"Humans don't have multiple forms, at least that I'm aware of. That's a diagram of human evolution," you explain.

It doesn't seem to clear anything up. They're both still staring at you, waiting.

"Humans didn't always start off with opposable thumbs. In fact, we actually started in the ocean as weak little microbes," you say, wishing you paid more attention in high school bio. "We eventually grew lungs and feet and all the other stuff until we landed on version I am today."

"Oh," says Asmo, and it's actually a bit of a surprise that he's the first of the two to get it.

"Kind of like how Satan started off as a parasitic feeling of righteous anger, then became a ball of miasmic spite before figuring out the whole physical shape thing?"

Or not.

"Hey, I was not a parasite-" Satan scowls but you cut him off before he could get truly worked up.

"No, that's more like human childhood development-" you stop yourself when you see their looks of confusion. Right. Basics. "Anyway. Human evolution happened over millions of years. What you see before you now is the result of thousands of generations combining to produce the most viable, strongest traits for survival."

"Oh!" says Asmo, and not again. "Like dogs!"

You go to refute that too, but then you pause. Technically all the different shapes and sizes dogs come in are the result of generations of selective breeding. Some have survived and some have died off.

"Kind of," you finally settle on.

Satan scowls. "You're not like a dog, MC. You're different to other humans, right?"

You sigh, resolving yourself to an afternoon of explain the theories of evolutionary taxonomy, genetics, and survival of the fittest.

To two of the most powerful beings in existence.

Great. So much for date night.

Beelzebub & Belphegor

Beelzebub and Belphegor (and Lilith) all had a fascination with humans and human cultures.

That doesn't mean they were particularly aware of their origins. After all, they had only been created towards the late Miocene era. They were children as the protohumans were taking their first steps.

To say the twins and Lilith grew up as humanity grew up wouldn't be incorrect. They were somewhat sheltered, though, from the worst of it.

You had promised this would be a quick trip to the university's library. You still have your student access, which grants you document delivery privileges - something both Lucifer and Solomon take advantage of regularly. Normally the library could send you a digital copy of your requested book, chapter, or paper, but in this case you had to go in and pick up a physical copy. Belphie and Beel had offered to accompany you for the trip, and in return you offered to get them a human world lunch - your treat.

However, you weren't banking on encountering one of your more detestable peers. You and he had never gotten along - not even since your undergrad days. He catches sight of you before you could turn and leave, and you were forced into a 'polite' game of catch-up.

The conversation starts and ends with pointed barbs and unwarranted bragging on both sides. Occasionally his eyes will flick towards Beel and Belphie at your back, both impatiently waiting for this to be over like kids waiting for their parent to stop catching up with an old friend in the shopping centre. Unfortunately it all devolves into something just shy of a screaming match when he decides to bring the twins into it, referring to them obliquely - insulting them in that underhanded way that conceited academics fling around their intelligence. There's something frantic about it, though.

He decides to take his leave when you start garnering the attention of other students.

"Right, well, when you're done associating with Neanderthals be sure to give me a call. I need that book once you're done with it."

"I would, but that lead pole stuck up your ass would probably block my call anyway," you sneer as he leaves, determined not to give him the last word.

A strong arm wraps around your waist, stopping you from going after that scholarship stealing prick by keeping you held against Beel's chest.

"I don't get why he made you so mad," grumbles Belphie.

"You mean besides sniping the scholarship and supervisory team I was gunning for during my year away?" you take a deep breath, forcing yourself to calm down. This probably doesn't mean much to them anyway. "He shouldn't have called you that."

"Called us what?" Beel asks, still not letting you go.

You turn in his hold, tilting your head. "He called you Neanderthals. Which is such a childish insu-"

"What's a neanderthal?" asks Belphie, coming up on Beel's other side to lean against you heavily. You're not sure whether it's his inherent laziness or his desire to constantly be close to you, but you appreciate it regardless.

You sigh. By now you've realized that for whatever reason, these ancient entities who predate humanity know nothing about how your species emerged.

You grab both of their hands in your own, tugging at Beel softly to get him to release you. He does, and you walk them towards the display at the entrance of the Anthropology library. There's a large, old diagram in a simple frame that feels incongruous to the ultra-modern aesthetic the rest of the library seems to have.

The picture depicts somewhat of a lineage of human species - with branching taxonomies to show some of the related Homo Sapiens species before your own wiped them out. You point to one of the closest humanoid figures - it's proportions vaguely similar to your own, but the arms and hands are too large, the skull too long.

"That's a neanderthal. They were a possible early prototype of humans," you say, and it's somewhat amusing to see the identical expressions of confusion direct themselves from you to the image.

Beel hums. "I still don't get it. Why did it make you so mad?"

You sigh. "The neanderthals were wiped out by the early Homo sapiens sapiens - my species. Well. Wiped out, bred out, there's still some contention. Supposedly their cognition wasn't advanced as ours, so by using it as an insult, he was calling you stupid, boorish, and outdated."

"I'll show him stupid and boorish," mutters Belphie, his human-looking form flickering slightly around the edges.

And no, as tempting as it is, you probably shouldn't let the demon loose on that human annoyance. You scramble to come up with something to distract Belphie, but all you can really focus on is the flickering.

Hmm.

"Neanderthals weren't the only human-like species people think were wiped out. There's some speculation that humans developed a sense of the uncanny valley because there were other species around that came close to threatening us," you start, tightening your grip on Belphies hand. You re-grab Beel's, now trying to lead them out of the building.

You continue. "Humans have this sense that basically freaks us out when we see something that looks, sounds, and moves like a human, but isn't quite right. It could've also developed as a way to weed out undesirable conditions or illnesses as humanity was evolving."

You can see your words starting to get through to Belphie, and wide eyes blink at you slowly. You can tell Beel is also invested, in the way he's stopped trying to tug you over in the direction of the vending machines.

"But I have another theory."

Belphie is very clearly interested now, but it's Beel who asks "what's your theory?"

"I think that there is another species - one stronger and faster and better at hiding itself - that humans are below in the food chain. All we can do is keep an eye out for them, because we sure as hell aren't going to be able to fight them off."

"I'd fight them for you, MC," says Beel, and he's sweet. But you can also tell that he's realized where you've been leading the conversation.

"What's the point of this all, MC?" asks Belphie and damn it you thought you managed to distract him. His shape is still flickering threateningly.

"I'm talking about demons, Belphie. You guys eat human souls as some kind of tasty snack. Humans can't fight back so we developed an ability to be scared so we could run away. That asshole back there was probably puffing up his feathers because he was terrified of you."

Finally, finally, that seems to appease Belphie. A self-satisfied grin crosses his face, and he leans further into you.

There's a loud growl, breaking the fragile peace. Beel doesn't even bother trying to look embarrassed.

"Yes, we can get food now. C'mere," you say before he can even ask, and begin to drag them anew.

A thrill shoots up your spine when you realize they let you lead them, these apex predators who are designed to consume you.

Lucifer & Diavolo

Unlike his brothers, Lucifer wasn't unobservant throughout prehistoric times. In fact he, Simeon, Michael, and a few other siblings were given the responsibility to push evolution in the right direction.

That final step between Homo Heidelbergensis and Homo Sapiens took its toll on all of them, and so Lucifer gave himself permission to stop giving a fuck about the mortal fleshbags to focus more on his family.

Perhaps this is why he didn't quite have the same curiosity about human culture that his siblings did - it was so much work getting them to that point that all he can think of was the long hours.

Diavolo himself had been born at some point in very early human history but he's always had a fascination with humans and where they came from - compounded when he found out the role Lucifer himself played in their creation.

But that doesn't mean they're both without some gaps in their knowledge (in some very important places)....

"Here, hold this."

This is the only warning you get before the squirming baby is deposited in your arms.

The child belongs to one of your friends from before college - before RAD. Your friend had brought it along for one of your admittedly rare catch-ups because she couldn't find a sitter, sorry! You watch helplessly as she leaves your table to head towards the bathrooms.

You stare at the baby.

It babbles back at you.

"MC?" a familiar voice calls.

You and the baby both look up at the same time with identical dumbfounded expressions.

Approaching your table is two tall figures, both wearing long and expensive looking overcoats. The one in red is grinning sunnily, while his companion in blue is screwing up his nose, making his glasses skew on his face. Diavolo and Lucifer take seats at your table, despite the fact there are plenty of empty places around the cafe.

"Please don't tell me you've picked up a pet, MC," Lucifer says with distaste, "Despite what you may hope, it won't teach my brothers responsibility."

One day you will teach this demon manners. This is not the way to greet someone you run into while they're on holiday.

"It's a baby," you say slowly, dragging out the syllables.

"Ooh a baby what?" Diavolo asks, and surely not.

"Something that's easier to train while young, I would hope?" Lucifer asks.

Well. Yes, but...

You squint at him. He stares back impassively, though you do notice the confusion in the way his eyebrows cock unevenly.

"A human baby!" you say incredulously.

Sure, your time in the Devildom was fraught with cultural misunderstandings, but come on. These are two of the most powerful beings in existence. Lucifer has been around since the beginning of time itself.

Diavolo pushes his face in close to the baby, and then you have to rear back as he turns to study you just as intently. Normally you wouldn't mind, but now is not the time or the place.

"It's so small, and squishy," he says.

"It's the weaker version of a human," Lucifer says, though he doesn't look as confident as his tone would have you believe him to be, "it likely needs more time to coalesce more energy."

"Guys," you say with exasperation, "it's a baby. It grows. Physically! And hopefully: mentally and emotionally. It doesn't shapeshift. It doesn't 'coalesce energy'. It just ages."

They're looking at you doubtfully. You really don't think it's that hard to grasp.

"Besides," you add, "this technically isn't even a human's weakest form."

"They get smaller?" Lucifer asks.

It's the first time you've seen him so freaked out.

"How?" Diavolo asks and no you are not going to explain this to him-

"I'm sorry - who are you?"

Sweet, saving grace. Maybe there really is a god looking down on you.

Your friend has returned. She looks apprehensive, though that may have something to do with the rather large, intimidating, obviously rich men huddling around you and her baby. Oh, right.

Your mind scrambles to come up with a good excuse.

"Oh! This is Luci...us," you start, and immediately panic when you realize you were about to use Lucifer's actual name. The demon in question shoots you a glare, but at this point in your relationship you've become immune.

"And this uh..."

Friend? Boss?

Actually. Fuck it. Time for revenge for almost forcing you to explain the birds and the bees to him. And all the other shit you've been through since waking up in the Devildom.

"This is his husband, Dia. They run the exchange program I told you about - the one I spent a year away for. They're actually thinking of adopting at the moment."

Immediately your friend's face brightens. "Oh?" she asks, "what age were you thinking?"

"Actually-" Lucifer starts, but you're not going to let him derail your Evil Plan™.

"Around the same age as yours," you interrupt.

This lights a fire in your friend's eyes, and immediately she starts her whole tirade anew about the lack of sleep and the burping and all the messes and the lack of sleep and the wonders of small humans forming their own consciousness and opinions and the lack of sleep and- well. Basically everything you had been unwittingly subjected to before you were interrupted by the demons.

Diavolo takes all the unwanted and unwarranted information with an enthusiasm that definitely helps play into the fiction you've set up. Beside him, Lucifer is smiling pleasantly, but when his gaze drifts to you and you meet his eyes -

v̴̥͠ȩ̶̃r̶̟̒t̵͚̍i̵͂ͅg̶̱̏o̶̤͠. you're at the edge of a precipice and you're not going to fall. you're i̷̳͝n̸̦̽s̴͔͐i̶͔͠g̴͉̏n̶̯̏i̵̮͑f̷̻̐ȉ̴̩c̴̛̞a̴̛͇n̴̜͠t̶̩́. it would be so easy to be crushed by this abyss-

you smile back just as congenially. Really. You'd think he'd remember that none of his glares work on you anymore. The baby in your arms squirms and holds its own pudgy little arms up towards the Avatar.

Huh. Interesting. That glare of his doesn't work on the kid either.

You're still forced to sit there politely while your friend rambles on about the wonders of human development and the joys of being a parent for another two hours. It's definitely worth it though - the picture of a small, red, wiggly baby being held at arm's length by the Avatar of Pride is one that will live in your memory for lifetimes to come.

Barbatos

Barbatos doesn't quite know when to attribute his creation to. It's never really mattered.

He wandered the Earth before the Fall, before humans. He watched that first creature crawl itself out of the mud. He watched as it crawled and stood and spoke.

He kept a close eye on this species - especially as they began to show intelligence. They created their own laws and measurements and perceptions of Time, which was cute, if a bit misguided.

In some of the early days, he let some of his true nature slip too close to the surface, and in return he was granted offerings of livestock and. Well. Live humans. Young ones. Too young.

There's warmth somewhere near your cheek as a cup of tea is placed down delicately beside where you had been resting on top of your assignments. You snort and a shiver goes through you as consciousness slowly filters back in.

At least there are worst ways to wake than with Barbatos' soft smile to greet you.

"Thank you," he says.

"For what?" you ask. You're still trying to wake up, and one of your sticky notes frees itself from your face and floats back down to the table you were napping working at. Admittedly, the smell of Barbatos' tea is doing wonders.

"For seeing to the education of my Master and his Lords. It wouldn't do for the future King of Hell and his council to be so ignorant in regards to their human subjects."

No way.

"You set me up," you hiss.

A gloved hand comes down on top of your head, and you put up a small token effort of resistance for a moment but no one can truly hold out against such soft head scratches.

"Perhaps," Barbatos says, and you're immediately reminded of why you associate him with snakes. "But it was a learning experience of your own, was it not?"

Thanks for the ask, Anon! 💛 I hope you don't mind the mess that spawned from it...

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#obey me #obey me fic #obey me swd #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me diavolo #i spent way too long researching what were period-accurate dinosaurs for Levi's part #bc i didnt want to be inaccurate in a fanfiction about theologically incorrect dateable demon boys #priorities #this is why you dont ask a grad student to write about something that can be researched and referenced #mammons section got out of hand but i blame erin for that #BABIES ARE WEIRD ERIN YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND #is the infodumping to dia and lucifer based on my own experiences from one of my friends who has recently had a kid? you bet it is!!!#i talk to a real human #im a humanities researcher who started in medicine this woke something in me

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Sucks Down Under

“What the fuck?!” This is some Matrix bullshit. How dare he? “How dare you! You hit yourself in the face with that ice block right now, Victor Fuckanov!”

He stops and peers at me like he’s still trying to figure out what I said. Aha! Apparently all you need to to trap a Russian supermodel is stun ‘em with a tricky thought. “My name is Victor Stepanov.” He informs me sincerely. “I am not going to do that.”

When I sigh, a little part of my soul leaves my body but I summon it back with a groan. He’s just never gonna get it. “You’re useless. Give me that,” I take the Sunnyboy back off him. A quick slurp gets all the melted stuff. No use wasting a perfectly good ninety-five cents.

Status: Complete Length: 3.2K words What it is: A short, slang-heavy comedy oneshot where I was ragging on the sparkly vampire lore from Twilight, drenched in late 90s/early 2000s Australiana as experienced by one very irate gay teen.

#deanwaxwrites #my writing #writing #fic #twilight parody #gay #australiana #comedy

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moremusic · 2 years ago

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I heard this weeks guest on a Podcast. His music tells stories of what it is like living in this great country. Here is my interview with the great Matt Scullion.

Can you tell us a little about yourself?

My name is Matt Scullion and I’m a well traveled Australiana-Folk singer/songwriter. As an artist I have two albums and a Golden Guitar award to my name.

As a co-writer I’ve written with everybody from Lee Kernaghan to Cold Chisel and have had 25 number one songs to date.

I grew up on the South Coast of NSW in a little town called Ulladulla and have pretty much been infatuated with music since I can remember.

What/who inspired you to get into music?

My Mother’s record collection and our next door neighbours who were a very arty/hippie family. My first instrument was the Bass guitar which I bought off the fella next door. He gave me a couple lessons and I caught a bad case of the music bug which I still have.

How, if at all did the pandemic change your approach to your music?

It’s definitely forced me to think outside the box as far as where I book my shows. It also gave me time to learn the Banjo.

Have you got any new releases due to come out?

I have one more single to release called “From The Ashes” a song about resilience after the 2019/20 bushfires. It’s the 5th single off my current album Aussie As Vol II.

I also have a new album in the pipeline. I’ll be heading into the studio this February to record with Shane Nicolson. Shane has produced my last two albums and I totally trust him with my songs.

When you record, how does the process develop? Drums first followed by guitar etc?

We always start with me putting down a guide instrument/vocal track. Shane then builds the music around my groove. We tend to go for a more percussive approach than a full drum kit, so it’s quite a fun process finding things to bang on in the studio to come up with new sounds.

What is your career highlight so far?

Performing at the SCG. I got to sing my song “1868” to a sea of faces. It’s the story of the first Australian sporting side to tour internationally which was an all Indigenous cricket team.

Any upcoming gigs you want to promote?

I’m looking forward to all the shows I have lined up this year, but I’ll give a shout out to The Kangaroo Valley Folk Festival, Oct 14-16. It’s a wonderful festival with a top line up.

What do you think of the Australian/Adelaide music scene?

I can’t speak for the whole Australian music scene, but the circuit I tour in is alive and well. The Aussie Country Music scene has always been really well supported by community radio which is a great way to reach the rural areas, which is where I do most of my shows.

What are\were some of your favourite venues to play?

I haven’t really got a favourite, but I definitely have a soft spot for the Tamworth Country Music Festival.

Who are some other upcoming bands we should have a look at?

An Aussie Folk singer/songwriter named Michael Waugh and a wonderful traditional Irish group called Lynched.

What venues or tours are still on your bucket list?

I’d love to perform at the Sydney Opera House, it’s a beautiful intimate setting with amazing acoustics. Also the Big Red Bash out in Birdsville QLD, I’ve heard it’s a fantastic festival to perform at.

What are your long and short term goals?

Just to keep making music that matters and writing songs that connect with everyday Australians.

If you could only keep one album, what would it be?

That’s not fair!! Can I have two please? John Williamson (Warragul) and Paul Kelly (Greatest Hits).

Finally, where can people find you? Socials etc?

www.Instagram.com/mattscullionmusic

www.mattscullionmusic.com

#Spotify #spotify #australia #music #singer #songwriter #country music #Australians #australiana #goldenguitar #banjo #guitar #bass #drums #Queensland #muster #festival #tamworth #1868

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14&15?

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?

To be honest, I haven’t gone out of my way to watch much of it especially since I grew out of kids shows and free to air TV was overtaken by reality TV. I do like some of it, but I often find that our comedy is too focused on being drunk and doing stupid stunts, and our serious films are very bleak in the name of ~Australiana~ desert vibes. We kinda try too hard at times. But some of it is good, the ABC makes good stuff, I just haven’t sought it out in a long time.

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

There’s a lot, especially since we tend to abbreviate eeeeverything, but the first one that came to mind was “Look at moiii” or “it’s nice. it’s different it’s unusual” from Kath & Kim which is a well known Australian sitcom and I can’t BELIEVE I didn’t find a gif on here for it

‘not from the us’ ask meme

#ask me stuff #about me #nonfandom #florchis

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Australiana here, and I’m getting really annoyed that most of the news reports spin the horrifying bushfires as a result of climate change when in reality there have been so many people arrested for arson. Also the political party that is most pro-climate change was against controlled burnings which might have prevented to some degree the level of devastation. I’m just so ugh...

Hi! Thanks for your message! I love Australia :) I’m seeing all these celebrities and activists blame climate change for Australia being hot and dry and all I can think is, of course it’s hot and dry, ya damn fools, a third of the country is desert and two thirds barely sees any rain lol. That’s why something like 90 percent of ya’ll live on the coastal edges and nearly half of the country is uninhabitable! It’s always been that way. Are cars and cows responsible for these conditions too, despite it being that way since, forever?

Of course the climate changes, it always has and always will but while Australia has seen a one degree temperature rise in the last one hundred years, nothing has really changed. There’s been six major bushfires in Australia that’s been worse than the current one, burning up to 3 to 6 times more hectares. There’s also been six bushfires that have claimed twice to 6 times as many lives. All but one of these fires happened between 45-90 years ago. The other was from 11 years ago. So was climate change worse then than it is now? That makes no sense. If rural Australia began turning cold and snowy, that’d be one hell of an alarming change, but hot weather and fires within a country that’s always been hot and has always dealt with fires, it doesn’t exactly justify the fear mongering and campaigns to control what we pay, eat, drink, think, drive and do.

Australia knows this better than anyone, and California dealt with the same issue a few years ago - to prevent major wildfires you don’t ban straws and raise taxes, you burn undergrowth and create firebreaks so any fire that’s started by arsonists or lightening strikes can’t travel very far. While this practice isn’t entirely outlawed, strict legislation makes approval almost impossible in an effort to reduce carbon emissions. Now about 350 million tonnes of carbon has been released from the fires and there’s no firebreaks to stop the spread. Yet these feel-good geniuses are blaming everyone but themselves now that the tragic inevitable has happened. How aren’t they being held more accountable? Because they’re part of the only narrative that’s broadcasted and accepted.

Btw, I also read about how some Australian mining boss, aka literally Hitler to climate activists, donated $70 million, which I thought was an incredible token which will help rebuild the homes and environment and help the victims and their families. But then I read a little further and saw that $50 million of that will be spent on some meeting talking about ways to prevent climate change from causing another bushfire disaster. What? It costs $50 million to bring scientists, experts and legislators together to figure out what controlled burning is? Obviously it won’t be that simple. I’m sure you will instead see much more radical, drastic solutions. Just like they bring up Charlottesville every time they justify a new “anti-hate” censorship policy or to justify violence against “MAGA Nazis,” these fires will be used to justify every extreme climate measure from now. Maybe you guys will take a page out of the University of London’s book and ban all beef products to save yourselves from doom xx

PS for those who didn’t realize, the shocking photos shared by celebrities showing Australia inundated with glowing lava and fire spots weren’t real.

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Después de más de treinta años de servicio, a Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell (Tom Cruise) su reputación le precede. Maverick fue uno de los mejores aviadores de la Armada, condecorado con medallas de combate y menciones, y responsable de hazañas legendarias. Claro que él no se esperaba volver a la academia de pilotos de combate Top Gun, donde le requieren como instructor de vuelo para formar a una nueva generación de jóvenes pilotos de combate, hombres y mujeres. Allí conocerá a Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw (Milles Teller), el hijo de Goose, su antiguo compañero fallecido, mientras intentará adaptarse a las nuevas tecnologías y la guerra de los drones.

Esta película es la secuela de Top Gun: Idolos del aire (1986), mítico filme de los años 80 dirigido por Tony Scott.

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Definition and definition of film / film While the players who play a role in the film are referred to as actors (men) or actresses (women). There is also the term extras that are used as minor characters with few roles in the film. This differs from the main actors, who have larger and more roles. As an actor and actress, good acting talent must be required that corresponds to the subject of the film in which he plays the leading role. In certain scenes, the role of the actor can be replaced by a stunt man or a stunt man. The existence of a stuntman is important to replace the actors who play difficult and extreme scenes that are usually found in action-action films. Movies can also be used to deliver certain messages from the filmmaker. Some industries also use film to convey and represent their symbols and culture. Filmmaking is also a form of expression, thoughts, ideas, concepts, feelings and moods of a person that are visualized in the film. The film itself is mostly fictional, though some are based on actual stories or on a true story. There are also documentaries with original and real images or biographical films that tell the story of a character. There are many other popular genre films, from action films, horror films, comedy films, romantic films, fantasy films, thriller films, drama films, science fiction films, crime films, documentaries and others. This is some information about the definition of film or film. The information has been cited from various sources and references. Hope it can be useful.

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The first television shows were experimental, sporadic programs that from the 1930s could only be seen at a very short distance from the mast. TV events such as the 1936 Summer Olympics in Germany, the crowning of King George VI. In Britain in 19340 and the famous launch of David Sarnoff at the 1939 New York World’s Fair in the United States, the medium grew, but World War II brought development to a halt after the war. The 19440 World MOVIE inspired many Americans to buy their first television, and in 1948 the popular Texaco Star Theater radio moved to become the first weekly television variety show that hosted Milton Berle and earned the name “Mr Television” demonstrated The medium was a stable, modern form of entertainment that could attract advertisers. The first national live television broadcast in the United States took place on September 4, 1951, when President Harry Truman’s speech at the Japanese Peace Treaty Conference in San Francisco on AT & T’s transcontinental cable and microwave relay system was broadcasting to broadcasters in local markets has been. The first national color show (the 1954 Rose Parade tournament) in the United States took place on January 1, 1954. For the next ten years, most network broadcasts and almost all local broadcasts continued to be broadcast in black and white. A color transition was announced for autumn 1965, in which more than half of all network prime time programs were broadcast in color. The first all-color peak season came just a year later. In 19402, the last holdout of daytime network shows was converted to the first full color network season.

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See also: List of genres § Film and television formats and genres TV shows are more diverse than most other media due to the variety of formats and genres that can be presented. A show can be fictional (as in comedies and dramas) or non-fictional (as in documentary, news, and reality television). It can be current (as in the case of a local news program and some television films) or historical (as in the case of many documentaries and fictional films). They can be educational or educational in the first place, or entertaining, as is the case with situation comedies and game shows. [Citation required] A drama program usually consists of a series of actors who play characters in a historical or contemporary setting. The program follows their lives and adventures. Before the 1980s, shows (with the exception of soap opera series) generally remained static without storylines, and the main characters and premise barely changed. [Citation required] If the characters’ lives changed a bit during the episode, it was usually reversed in the end. For this reason, the episodes can be broadcast in any order. [Citation required] Since the 1980s, many FILMS have had a progressive change in the plot, characters, or both. For example, Hill Street Blues and St. Elsewhere were two of the first American prime time drama television films to have this kind of dramatic structure [4] [better source required], while the later MOVIE Babylon 5 further illustrated such a structure had a predetermined story about the planned five season run. [Citation required] In 2019, it was reported that television became a larger part of the revenue of large media companies than the film. Some also noticed the quality improvement of some television programs. In 2019, Oscar-winning film director Steven Soderbergh declared the ambiguity and complexity of character and narrative: “I think these qualities are now being seen on television and people who want to see stories with such qualities are watching TV.

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