French TV journalist having a hard time trying to get woman in the street to comment on Macron's latest speech yesterday
Protesters organised casserolades (aka banging on pots and pans) in front of city halls across the country at 8pm, when Macron was speaking, to symbolically drown out his voice. Later that evening, Macron was filmed singing a song with some 'random people' in a street in Paris, trying to show he can go out and meet people and have fun because protesters don't exist. The people he was singing with (members of a choir, some of whom are 'alt-right-leaning') were using a folk song app created by far-right activists that was criticised a few months ago for hosting a Spanish fascist anthem & Third Reich military marches.
The government's response was that the President "couldn't know the background of the people he met that night." Maybe if he wants to avoid being associated with the far-right (that's a big if, I know), Macron should keep in mind that with the kinds of strategies and positioning his government has adopted lately, people in the street who welcome him with open arms and are proud to be filmed with him have a higher than average likelihood of supporting fascism.
Grantaire’s solo in drink with me is so beautiful because it immediately shifts the tone to somber and reflective: he loves his friends—and yes especially Enjolras—even though he doesn’t believe in their cause, and he can’t bear to see them making light of their situation at all. It’s a cry for them to do something, even though could they even stop the battle at this point? Is it futile to make them reflect on the possible (probable) irrelevance of their fight and their lives and their deaths? This miserably captures how totally wretched he is at their decision to fight and die, something made even more poignant when it becomes apparent that the people aren’t rising up, yet he is with them, and he is f u r i o u s and burning at the though that they are throwing their lives away. He is horribly sad, too, and interrupting the call for drink and talk of women and fond remembrances (especially as the drunkard who makes light of everything, as cynics as he is) to insult his friends is not emotionally mature or effective but it is so raw and hurt and I just love this characterization of Grantaire
i don't like boris pavlikovsky and the goldfinch film because i'm weird about finn wolfhard. it's because i'm weird about aneurin barnard. get it right
was tricked and bamboozled into seeing my first live production of hamilton the other night, and now I’ve got to process this musical all over again since 2015 UGH (/sarcasm) (it was dope, we had a great time and the cast was fantastic!! /genuine)
victor hugo ended one chapter on the word "merde!" and then wrote a three-page follow-up chapter to justify including such a bad word in his book. and the best part is that i just looked up a contemporary translation and discovered that the translator (isabel f. hapgood) replaced the "merde" with "-----". so she ended a chapter on a bleep and then went ahead and translated the next chapter about why she shouldn't bleep out that word. incredible.
my opinion on the manga-to-anime mogami arc adaptation changes depending on who im talking to. when it’s people who lament them getting rid of the more brutal parts i have my whole speech about how mogami shouldn’t be this cartoonishly violent strawman who just wants to play dirty and an important part of his character is that, while he’s wrong, he has genuine points that mob needs to hear that help further his development through the season and that’s better expressed when mogamiland is more down to earth and realistic and not just senselessly brutal and knife twisting
however when it’s people who discredit the arc just because of its darker tone and because bad things happen to mob i just go like “YOU KNOW WHAT? THEY SHOULDV KILLED TWO CATS”
From the looks of it, our data has already been compiled and will be handed over tomorrow (I don't have details, the article is locked behind an account creation pop-up) so there's little that can be done for what's already been posted.
I have very little faith that asking those giants to take out our data is going to lead anywhere. There is no obligation in the contract for them to do so.
And even if I were to opt-out, (if that's even going to work at all, remember how well "opting-out" of Tumblr Live worked?) do I really want to keep giving my engagement to a website that feels free to do that kind of scummy shit behind the backs of their userbase? No warning, no talks, no transparency at all? This sits really wrong with me.
So, unfortunately, I most likely will leave Tumblr.
unrelated to everything else but i dont think that theres something sadder than when i can perceive the novelty of talking to me wearing off of others so they just slowly stop doing it