#poor communication

[sysboxes]

[Text: This alter struggles with words both verbally and through text.]

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[ask-a-bot]

I understand, Megs. I’ve spoken with Optimus. It seems like he noticed your discomfort, but didn’t want to draw attention to it for your sake, as far as I understand it. I think, when you are ready, you two should have a talk to clear things up. What do you think?

You are probably right. Thank you for... for your kindness. Optimus has sent me a message. There is a peace offering in the kitchen, he says.

[the-bisexual-bitch]

Storytime- because it's FUN to tell people things :D

So, I've dated several people- shocking, I know! I don't know how MULTIPLE PEOPLE have made the choice to date me. Fuckin' WILD, man.

Anywhizzle, I'm usually the one to say "hey, I like you romantically!" first (usually, not always). If we end up dating, they said that they felt the same.

Unfortunately, I am a dumbass.

And EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I've been unclear as to whether or not we're dating for like, a WEEK. For example, a couple of partners ago, I was informed by my friend, at the time, that we were dating. They had told my friend that we were dating, who asked me about it, and I answered no.

Like, it was SO UNCLEAR to me that we were dating that I answered NO. And it's been like this every time I've gotten into a romantic relationship.

In conclusion, I'm bad at context clues, and communication is important lol

[pumpkin-the-girlie-girl-vixen]

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[wot-tidbits]

The misunderstandings in Love Is War always make me cackle, but the ones in WoT make me wanna chuck my book across the room.

[its--deandraa]

In case anyone is wondering what it’s like to try to speak to a 60 year old woman (aka my mom) about anything serious in life ever, this is about all I get!

Suppose I just go fuck myself now, right?

[phywrites]

5 Signs That You're Communicating Poorly

Communicating is exchanging ideas, thoughts, opinions, information, and knowledge among parties. Effective communication entails delivering information concisely in a comprehensive means that satisfies all parties involved. Effective communication is a Primary aspect of building meaningful and purposeful relationships toward harmonious coexistence and well-being. Poor communication favors one…

[vedette-venti]

i was trying to get this cute 4 year old tortie cat named bianca from my ex’s relative’s home that he was staying at. all i can remember was how incredibly difficult it was to get this cat to me. 

i had asked him a couple of times if i could travel to their own and pick her up because he was super busy and i was trying to make this process easy as possible, but he would tell me no without an explanation. 

when i was doing a ton of research on how to care for a cat, he had questioned me about how i was going to care of the cat. don’t get me wrong, it’s a wonderful question to ask. however, this was kind of an issue for me because we knew that she wasn’t being fully cared for in the home where she was at and he doesn’t like pets, especially cats. i quietly suspected him of trying to keep me from getting a cat because if we ever lived together, then he would know the cat was coming in with us. i don’t if this suspicion is true. i just felt he’d rather live in a pet free home.

when i was done researching and cat proofing my home, ready to receive her, i went and talked to him about it with a plan. i told him that i was ready and that i can drive down there and pick her up or when he’s free and not tired, meet him halfway somewhere. he was upset cause i didn’t consider him and his situation in any of this.

the situation: he got into a huge argument with 2 of the ladies in the home. afterwards, the house essentially divided against him.

so he let me know that he was too busy and that he couldn’t do this plan, let alone anytime soon. i was very upset cause i was eagerly awaiting bianca. i let him know this later on and he let me know that if i really wanted her, i wouldn’t have waited so long and that i could have asked to pick her up on a couple of days that he was free that he did not communicate to me. 

at the time i didn’t realize it, but i was the only one really working overtime to plan and receive this cat. i only know this because of how seamless he came up with dates that i could have picked her up after i worked to get our schedules and see when we were both free. this included days where i knew he was free, but maybe wanted to himself.

this text conversation happened awhile after the situation above regarding picking up bianca. it shows what guilt tripping and poor communication looks like. happy learning !

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the apology was nice. it’s always nice, but he has been abducted by his emotions in this same fashion all 3.5 years we were together. this situation in particular has been one of the tamer times, unfortunately.

[cornyonmains]

Something I find very interesting about this CEO assassination is that the guy who did it has basically become an American hero.

They're probably quite worried about what will happen when they catch this guy, especially with the level of public support he has. If they catch him alive and he gets to air his grievances, he could unite the entire country against the private healthcare system. It could go to trial and result in jury nullification, which would basically send a message to the American public that catching a rich body comes without consquences.

If they kill him to keep his mouth shut, I'd say people will burn cities to the ground, and it could potentially provoke even more anger against private health insurance. In a powder keg, it only takes one person lighting the match.

I know it sounds over the top, but a figurehead is a powerful thing, and that's what this shooter is. The rich understand it. That's why Blue Cross just magically decided they were going to pay for anesthesia again. Those dead-eyed psychopaths were going to take everything they could until someone shot that guy and that's the gospel truth.

Keep the hate fire burning. Watching their fear is the closest I've come to knowing joy since the Bush administration.

[sysboxes]

[Text: This alter struggles with communication.]

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[chronicsymptomsyndrome]

yay water

time to drink water woo hoo yay

[meinradsocien]

How does poor communication evolve in relationships--it's effects and causes, the case of mine

Poor communication starts when you simply assume that what you chose not to say or was not asked is already in your partner’s knowledge. When your partner finds out, the first thing you are likely to do is defend yourself by explaining yourself or you have to apologise. Should you choose to defend yourself, you list things you should have said some time ago for you to have been considered good at…

[pumpkin-the-girlie-girl-vixen]

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[arthursfuckinghat]

They really made a character like Arthur Morgan and not only gave him crippling self esteem issues, but they gave him confidence so low that he doesn't share his passions with anyone ever.

Like what do you mean Arthur loves to write but thinks he writes like a fool?

What do you mean Arthur loves to draw and is really talented but he doesn't see it that way?

What do you mean Arthur loves the smaller things in life but doesn't feel like he's deserving of good things?

What do you mean there was a whole different side to Arthur that the people he cared about rarely got to see?

What do you mean he lived and died with parts of his life tucked away tight in the pages of the journal that only one other person has ever been able to read?

What a tragedy.

[bluegiragi]

chasing tail.

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[booksmoviesanimalss1]

Wonderful analysis!

I know this isn't the point of the post, but something clicked for me. Leonardo DaVinci signed the art "to Anthony"

So that means Crowley was using Anthony on Earth at least in the 1500's. But in 1941 when Crowley saves Aziraphale in the church, and the Nazis call him Anthony, Aziraphale is surprised by the name. Surely in 400 years it must have come up, at least once. Right? Even for beings who communicate as poorly as they do, developing a name 400 years ago surely came up in conversation. Or am I misremembering?

Sorry, carry on.

One thing I love about Crowley --never stated, but consistently shown-- is that he is, at heart, an engineer.

I have a few different things to say about that. Let's unpack them.

As the Unnamed Angel, we see his designs for the Pillars of Creation are millions of pages long, comprised of cramped text, footnotes, diagrams, schematics etc. It's very...Renaissance polymath, in the way it implies a particular intersection between artist and inventor.

Also: in the naked romanticism with which he views his stars.

We already knew he made stars, but in s2 we learn that he did NOT sculpt them one-at-a-time. He designed a nebula ("a star factory," he says) that will form several thousand young stars and proto-planets, and all --beyond getting the 'factory' running-- without him lifting a finger. We also learn that these young stars and proto-planets stand in contrast to those made by other angels, which are going to come 'pre-aged.'

...I'm reminded of Hastur and Ligur's approach to temptations. Damning one human soul at a time, devoting singular attention to it over the course of years or decades, and how that stands in contrast to Crowley's reliance on, quote, 'knock-on effects.'

Ligur: It's not exactly...craftsmanship. Crowley: Head office don't seem to mind. They love me down there.

Hm.

I'm also reminded of the M25.

The M25 may not be as grand as a nebula (sentences you only say in GOmens fandom...), but LIKE his nebula it's an intricate, self-sustaining engine that does Crowley's work for him, many times over. Again.

That's some pretty neat characterization --and so is the indication of Crowley's disinterest in victimizing anyone tempting individual people. It takes a considerable amount of planning and effort (and creeping about in wellies), but in accordance with his design the M25 generates a constant stream of low-grade evil on a gigantic scale.

Cumulatively gigantic, that is. Individually? Negligible.

But no other demon understands human nature well enough to parse that one million ticked-off motorists are not, in any meaningful way, actually equivalent to one dictator, or one mass-murderer, or even one little influential regressive. That's the trick of it. Crowley gets Hell's approval (which he NEEDS to survive, and to maintain the degree of freedom he's eked out for himself while surviving), and at the same time ensures that any actual ~Evil influence~ is spread nice and thin.

It's some clever machinery. And he knows it, too:

The Unnamed Angel and Crowley are both proud of their ideas.

(musings on professional pride, Leonardo da Vinci, the crank handle, and 'the point to which Crowley loves Aziraphale' under the cut)

In the 1970's Crowley gives a presentation on the M25, projector and all, to a room full of increasingly impatient demons. Maybe the presentation was work-ordered; the 'can I hear a WAHOO?' definitely wasn't.

Before the Beginning, the Unnamed Angel can barely contain his excitement about his nebula. Aziraphale manages a baffled-but-polite, "....That's nice...! :)"

11 years ago, Hastur and Ligur want to 'tell the deeds of the day,' and Crowley smiles to himself because (according to the script-book) he knows he has 'the best one.'

(Naturally, his 'deed' has nothing to do with tempting anybody, and everything to do with setting up a human-powered Rube-Goldberg machine of petty annoyance. Oodles of 'Evil' generated; very little harm done.)

They don't get it, of course. That's also consistent.

Nobody ever knows what the hell he's talking about.

It didn't make it on-screen, but, in both the novel AND the script-book, Crowley was friends with Leonardo da Vinci. The quintessential Renaissance polymath. That's where he got his drawing of the Mona Lisa --they're getting very drunk together, and Crowley picks up the 'most beautiful' of the preliminary sketches. He wants to buy it. Leonardo agrees almost off-the-cuff, very casual, because they're friends, and because he has bigger fish to fry than haggling over a doodle:

He goes, "Now, explain this helicopter thingie again, will you?" Because he's an engineer, too.

(It is 1519 at the latest, in this scene. Why the FUCK would Crowley know about helicopters, and be able to explain them, comprehensively, to Leonardo da Vinci?

...Well. I choose to believe he got bored one day and worked it out. Look, if you know how to build a nebula, you can probably handle aerodynamics. And anyway, I think it's telling that this is his idea of shooting the shit. 'A drunken mind speaks a sober heart,' and all. He probably babbled about Aziraphale enough to make poor Leo sick)

Leonardo da Vinci is the only person Crowley has any keepsakes or mementos of, apart from Aziraphale.

Think about that, though. Aziraphale's bookshop is bursting with letters, paintings, busts, and personalized signatures memorializing all the humans he's known and befriended over 6000 years (indeed: Aziraphale has living human friends up and down Whickber Street. He's part of a community).

Crowley doesn't have any of that. It's just the stone albatross from the Church (for pining), the infamous gay sex statue (for spicy pining), the houseplants (for roleplaying his deepest trauma over and over, as one does), and this one piece of artwork, inscribed, "To my friend Anthony from your friend Leo da V."

To me, at least, that suggests a level of attachment that seems to be rare for Crowley.

...Maybe he liked having someone to talk shop with? Someone who was interested? Someone engaged enough to ask questions when they didn't immediately understand?

...Anyway.

There's also the matter of the crank handle.

This thing:

This is one of the subtler changes from the book. In the book, Crowley knows Satan is coming and, desperate, arms himself with a tire iron. It's the best he can do. He's not Aziraphale; he wasn't made to wield a flaming sword.

The show, IMO, improves on this considerably. Now he, like Aziraphale, gets to face annihilation with what he was made for in his hand. And it's not a weapon, not even an improvised one like the tire iron.

He made stars with it.

[both gifs by @fuckyeahgoodomens]

If you Google 'crank handle,' you'll get variations on this:

Crank handles have been around for centuries. Consisting of a mechanical arm that's connected to a perpendicular rotating shaft, they are designed to convert circular motion into rotary or reciprocating motion.

Which is to say they're one of the 'simple machines,' like a lever or a pulley; the bread and butter of engineering. You'll also get a list of uses for a crank handle, archaic and modern. Among them, cranking up the engine of an old-fashioned car... say, a 1933 Bentley. That's what Crowley has been using his for, lately. But he's had it since he was an angel and he's still, it seems, very capable of it's angelic applications.

I know everyone has already said this, but: I REALLY LIKE that when he needs to channel the heights of his power, he does so not with a weapon but with a tool. Practically with a little handheld metaphor for ingenuity, actually. One from long-lost days when he could make beautiful things.

(And he loved it. Still loves it, I'd say --he incorporated it into the Bentley, didn't he?)

Let Aziraphale rock up to the apocalypse with a weapon: he has his own compelling thematic reasons to do exactly that. Crowley's story is different, and fighting isn't the only way to express defiance. And if you've been condemned as a demon and assumed to be destructive by your very nature, what better way than this?

He made stars. They didn't manage to take that from him.

Neither Crowley nor Aziraphale are fighters, really --they have no intention of fighting in any war. They'll annoy everyone until there's no war to fight in, for a start. But between the two, if one must be, then that one is Aziraphale. Principality of the Earth, Guardian of the Eastern Gate, Wielder of the Flaming Sword... all that stuff. Even if he'd prefer not to, it's very clear that Aziraphale can rise to the occasion, if he must.

Crowley was not that kind of angel. He wasn't a Principality. He has no sword.

...And yet.

It's Crowley who protects. He's the one who paces, who stands guard, who circles Aziraphale and glares out at the world, just daring anyone else to come near.

In light of everything else I've said here, I think that's interesting.

Obviously part of it is that Aziraphale enjoys it and, you know, good for him. He's living his best life, no doubt no doubt. But what about Crowley? What's driving that behavior, really?

Have you heard the phrase, 'loved to the point of invention'? Well, what if 'the point of invention' was where you started? What if where you end up involves glaring out at the world, just daring anyone else to come near? What is that, in relation to the bright-eyed thing you used to be?

What do we name the point to which Crowley loves Aziraphale?

...Thinking about how an excitable angel with three million pages of star design he wants to tell you all about...becomes a guard dog. Is all.