#why didn’t I tell the uber driver to please not be watching YouTube videos instead of watching the road?

[i-love-love]

To do list

Regrow my fucking backbone

Figure out how the fuck I lost my backbone in the first place

[hholyholland]

Protected | Harrison Osterfield

requested by @summernykole

"Hi! I don't know if you have like a specific list of things you like people to request or not, but I was wondering if you could write one where the reader is dating Haz, and they all (Haz, Tom, Sam, Harry) go with you to see your family and just hang out and the reader runs into her emotionally abusive ex boyfriend and when she says his name they all get protective because she's told them about him? Sorry if this is confusing, your writing is awesome. Okay, bye 0.0"

word count: 1.5k

warnings: cussing, mentions of abuse, fluff?

note: I really hope you like it, I don't like the ending bc I didn't know how to end it, but enjoy :)

REQUESTS: OPEN

It wasn't supposed to be a group visit but, somehow the Holland boys heard that you and Harrison were gonna take a trip to your family's home in Kingston, so they decided to tag along. Last minute.

“Haz can you get that?” You called out to your boyfriend as you tied your laces together. He responded with a, 'mhm’ and went to the door.

When he opened it, he was surprised to see Tom, Sam and Harry standing there with suitcases at their sides.

“Uhh, what're you guys doing here?” Harrison asked the boys who had wide smiles across their faces.

“We heard that you and Y/N were going to Kingston and we wanted to come so here we are!” Harry walked in first, the other two boys following.

“Harrison who was at the- oh.” You stopped when you saw three boys sat on your couch, suitcases next to one another. “Please don't tell me you guys are coming with.”

“They're coming Y/N.” Harrison sighed, you sighed as well.

“How'd you guys even find out we were going? Do you even have train tickets?”

“Harrison was talking about it, and yes we bought tickets. Like, yesterday.” Tom spoke, you looked at him and rolled your eyes.

“Well then someone order the Uber, cause we gotta go.” You turned around and walked to your room, grabbing your suitcase along with Haz's.

The train ride wasn't too long, the three Holland boys fell asleep on the train, you and Harrison just watched videos on YouTube.

Soon the train stopped and you woke the boys up, Harrison taking the bags. The five of you got off the train and you ordered an Uber, since your parents car wouldn't be able to fit all of you.

You leaned into your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around him as you waited in the cold weather.

“I'm tired.” You mumbled closing your eyes, Harrison rubbed a hand up and down your back telling you the two of you can take a nap once home.

“So I'm guessing that you divs didn't book a hotel and you'll be staying in my house.” The three of them nodded, “You're lucky we have spare rooms.”

Your Uber arrived and the bags were placed in the back, Tom sat in the front, Sam and Harry all the way in the back, then you and Haz.

The ride wasn't long which you were grateful for, you just wanted to get home.

Your parents home came into view and you smiled, buzzing to get out of the car. As soon as the vehicle stopped, you thanked the driver and hopped out of the car.

Your parents stood there in the front yard with open arms and you ran into them, you hadn't seen them for six months, your schedule had been so hectic.

“I missed you guys.” You sighed hugging both of them at once, “And I hope you guys don't mind that the boys came along.”

“Of course not Y/N.” Your mother smiled turning her attention to the four boys making their way towards you and your parents.

Your parents greeted everyone and congratulated Tom for finishing Spider-Man: Far From Home, and Harrison for his role in Vent.

It was only 11 am, so you still had a full day ahead of you, but you were tired and just wanted to take that nap Harrison talked about.

“Don't do anything up there you hear?” Your dad joked as you made your way up the stairs.

“Dad!”

You showed the boys their rooms before disappearing into yours with Harrison.

…

You had been enjoying your time with your parents and the boys, at first you were a bit annoyed that they tagged along last minute, but now you were glad they did.

You were all sat in your living room watching Mamma Mia, you had seen it twice already with Harrison. Your mother had provided the group with drinks and snacks, she kept offering things and you all had to tell her to just sit down and watch the movie.

“For dinner why don't we go to TGIF's?” You dad suggested as the movie ended, you looked at the time and it was ten past five.

“But it's Tuesday.” Sam joked, Harry hit him in the shoulder for his awful joke causing Sam to hit his brother back.

“Yeah sure.” Harrison nodded, you nodded as well and got up to go get ready.

“Right, everyone try to be ready by 5:40 please!” Your mother called out as everyone retreated to their rooms.

You touched up your makeup and straightened your hair, Harrison just fixed his hair and got dressed into nicer clothes. He filmed you getting ready and you looked at him from the mirror smiling and telling him to stop, which he did.

You got dressed, not caring if Harrison was watching since he's seen it all before. You threw on your 'poopy’ jacket on and turned around to be met with Harrison, “you look beautiful love.”

You smiled and looked up at the blue eyed boy, you grabbed his jaw and kissed him, his hands immediately flew to your hips.

“Okay love birds let's go!” Harry hit your door and the two of you pulled away, you rolled your eyes and grabbed your things before heading down stairs.

An Uber had already been called for you guys since you wouldn't fit in your parents car.

“We'll meet you there.” You told your parents before heading out the door and into your Uber with the boys, your parents taking the car.

You all got to the restaurant quickly, beating your parents there so you just got a table ready sending your parents a text that you got a table.

Your parents soon arrived and sat down across from you and your boyfriend, you guys ordered drinks, appetizers, food, and dessert cause why not?

You all split the check, the twins paying the smallest amount for obvious reasons.

Your parents decided to go home, but the rest of you decided to to the shopping centre that also had a theatre. Once again, an Uber was called and you made your way to centre.

You guys walked around for a bit, the centre was lit up with fairy lights and decor for the holidays. A couple shops were open, but some were starting to close for the night.

“What movie are we gonna watch?” Sam asked walking backwards to look at the group.

“We'll decide when we get there, cause I have no idea what's in right now.” Harrison told him and he nodded walking the right way.

You were all approaching the cinema when you heard a voice call out your name, you turned around and instantly froze up, your chest tightened and you felt sick to your stomach.

You reached back to grab Harrison and stepped back into him, everyone stopped confused as to who this man was approaching.

Before you can say anything to Harrison, your abusive ex boyfriend was standing in front of you.

It was never physical but the things he said to you destroyed your self confidence, he taunted you, always called you names, whenever you were ready to go out he would make you feel like shit, he messed with your head. It was verbal abuse.

“Y/N hey.” He seemed so casual, as if you two were friends, but you were far from that. You backed into Harrison more, squeezing his hand.

“What are you not gonna say hi back? That's a bit rude.”

You harshly swallowed before speaking up, “Alec, what're you doing here?”

As the name fell from your lips, Harrison and the boys immediately stepped forward.

“Mate, I would suggest that you walk away right now.” Harrison spoke, you stepped back a bit not wanting to be around him.

“And who the hell are you?” Alec looked at Haz, you tugged on his arm trying to get him to just walk away.

“Haz please, let's just go.”

“That's someone that truly cares about Y/N, and would never hurt her.” Tom spoke up, your ex scoffed.

“I cared about her-”

“No you didn't! You verbally abused her, and if you think that's caring for someone then that's fucked mate.” Harry practically yelled.

“Okay” was all he said.

Harrison turned around to look at you, your eyes were glossy and you were scared. You hadn't seen him for years, and here he was, it was so hard for you to leave him, and when you did it was hard to trust people.

Harrison grabbed you and pulled you into his chest, walking away from everyone.

“You had some nerve to come up to her.” Sam spat before walking away with his brothers.

Your head was hidden in Harrison's chest, he ran a hand through your hair knowing it calms you down, he rocked you side to side, whispering things into your ear to make you feel better.

“I love you Y/N.” Haz whispered into your hair, you sniffled mumbling an 'I love you too’ to your boyfriend.

You guys headed home and your parents were confused when they saw you guys back home so early, but instead of telling them anything you ran up the stairs and into your room. Tom would tell them what happened.

Haz followed in behind you and shut the door, watching you as you took off your shoes and jacket, then seating yourself at the vanity.

You took off your makeup and looked at Harrison who looked at you with those pretty blue eyes.

“Thank you Haz.”

[bards-witcher]

There isn’t enough VanOhm content so I decided to add my 2 cents to the mix. Hope you enjoy.

Just thought this was an interesting idea, and I’m planning on a couple more chapters where they will get together.

Evans POV

It was 2 am when they’d finished their recording session, the other guys having already left discord in favour of their own beds, leaving only him and Ohm left in the call. It wasn’t often that they’d have a catch up after their sessions but sometimes it was nice to just chill with his friends as he waited for himself to get sleepy.

Ohm was currently telling him about his new dog, Tiny, about how much of a menace he was, and that Ohm had already lost 2 pairs of shoes to him. Evan though was content to simply listen to Ohm, giving a small laugh or grunt hear and there so that Ohm knew he was still there. He liked listening to Ohm, his smooth voice, when not screaming down the mic or in a fit of giggles, was quick to soothe him, and late at night could help lull him to sleep. Not that he didn’t like the other noises Ohm made, his growing archive of 32 Ohm noises was proof of that, and it was even better when he was the one to get the older man into his giggly state.

“Ev, you still there?”

Evan blinked and shook his head a little when his name was called out, he really needed to sort out his schedule.

“I guess you’re asleep then” he heard Ohm huff a laugh at that “I’ll speak to you later Ev. G’night”

“Wait, Ohm I’m still here, I was just, err, grabbing a glass of water”, his voice thick with sleep. Evan put his head in his hands and groaned quietly, that was probably the worst acting he’d ever done. But, what else could he say? Please stay and talk to me longer because your voice comforts me? That was a sure-fire way to make things awkward between them.

“Ev, you okay?” The worry was evident in Ohms' voice, in truth he probably wasn’t okay, he felt stretched thin and at breaking point, but if he was good at anything it was lying to himself.

“Yeah I’m fine Ohm, why’d you ask?”

He heard a sigh on the other side of the call, he knew what that meant. “I’m worried about you Evan, I think you’re overworking yourself too much. You’re doing your music and YouTube and I can see the strain it’s having on you, I don’t have to see you to know that it’s breaking you down bit by bit. I care for you, you’re a great friend, a great content creator and your music is fucking awesome, but you need to know when to stop.”

Evan felt tears brim his eyes, he couldn’t deny the truth in Ohms words, but he also couldn’t stop his work, he had fans counting on his videos and demands to meet by his manager.

“I’m not saying you need to stop YouTube or your music, just slow it down a bit, take it easy and look after yourself.”

Evans' head was racing through Ohm’s words leaving him unable to form a proper response, instead just saying a simple ‘G’night Ohm’ before ending the call. He’s sure he can feel Ohms frown through his screen and sure enough, he hears a notification from their private chat.

Take care Evan 😊

The Canadian smiled a little at the message, he knew he’d been a bit of a dick to Ohm, he was only trying to look out for him after all, the man was too caring for his own good. With that he shut off his setup and made his way to his bedroom, trying not to trip over the bits of clothing littered on his floor. He didn’t even get changed as he fell onto his bed, sleep however restless, was quick to come.

He heard his 7 am alarm go off and groaned as he rolled over to turn it off, he rubbed his head as he felt a headache coming on and simply sat up to take 2 Ibuprofens dry. As if on autopilot he simply stripped down and went for his shower, simply standing under the water trying to ignore the growing pain behind his eyes.

He made the brief mental note to do his laundry later as he put on what was probably his last clean set of clothes. He ignored the plates piled high in the sink and the takeout boxes everywhere in favour of pulling out the last few slices of pizza from the night before.

He quickly checked his phone, seeing one of his discord chats.

Sweaties:

Ohm: Sorry guys I’m gonna bail tonight, had a family emergency come up ☹

Moo: Sorry to hear that I hope everything’s okay.

Ohm: Yeah just an old friend of mine got sick all of a sudden, it’s supposed to be quite serious so I’m gonna go check up on them tonight.

Moo: Well I hope everything goes alright and remember we’re here if you need us.

Nogla: Yeah I hope your friends alright, but don’t worry I’ll be sweaty enough for the both of us, it’ll be like you’re actually here.

Ohm: Wish I could’ve sent you my world-famous sweatpants XD

Brian: Ugh

Brian: I hope your friends alright Ohm but Nogla’s sweaty enough as is without compensating for you.

Moo: As if you’re not already the sweatiest one here Brian.

Ohm: XD

Nogla: :’D

Brian has left the chat

Evan: Hope your friends alright Ohm, take care.

With that, he shut his phone off and left to start his long walk to his meeting. He’d briefly thought about calling an Uber but decided the fresh air would do him good. He was on autopilot as he made his way to the building, even throughout the meeting, simply writing down the odd note, answering a couple questions on deadlines and having a brief discussion on his future work.

It was early afternoon when he started walking home, in the back of his mind he noted that he needed to do a grocery shop but then he thought about how much easier it was to simply order in food, and his mind was made up.

When he got home he chucked his keys onto the kitchen table and put his jacket on the nearest chair. Discarding his shoes, he made his way to the couch where he started flicking through channels until he found some thriller to watch. It wasn’t long before he started falling asleep, he briefly thought about moving to his bed but that involved moving, so instead adjusted himself slightly and waited for sleep to take him.

He woke up to knocking on his door, which is strange because he wasn’t expecting anyone, as shown by the dire state of his studio.

He looked at his phone, 6:52 pm, he panicked slightly, he hadn’t meant to sleep that long, in fact he only had a few hours before he was supposed to be recording with the guys. He was brought back to attention by another knock on his door.

He rubbed at his face and combed through his hair as he made his way to the door, trying to look somewhat presentable for the unexpected guest. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see a somewhat rugged man about the same height as him, cheeks red after being in the cold, beaming a smile at him. Evan wasn’t going to deny that he was good looking, he had soft hazel doe eyes and his trimmed beard framed his face nicely, he had what looked like soft brown hair currently sticking out in various directions he’s sure was caused by the wind. Some part of him for some reason wanted to comb his hand through the man’s hair, but before he could take that thought further he hears the man in front of him clear his throat.

Evan snaps his eyes back to the strangers when he realizes he’s pretty much been drooling over him, except the man doesn’t seem to mind, smile still on his face and mirth in his eyes.

“I’m so sorry, can I help you with something?”. The man lifted his arm a little bit and Evan saw the pizza box in his hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t order any food”. Evan was confused about what was happening, the guy didn’t look like a delivery driver, and he made no move to leave.

“Who said it was for you? I’m fucking starving, although if you ask me nicely I’ll share” There was no denying who’s voice that belonged, this time Evan couldn’t stop his jaw from dropping. “Ev, your corridor is really cold, is it alright for me to come in?”

Mouth still open Evan opened his door for the man to come through, he entered the flat, suitcase in tow, before trying to make space on the kitchen counter to put the pizza down. Seeing this made Evan flustered, the fact that he was seeing Ohm for the first time and Ohm was seeing how bad his living situation was only affirmed what the man had told him last night.

Evan quickly moved to the counter, picking up empty takeout containers and shoving them into the bin although it made little difference. “What are you doing here Ohm? How are you here? How’d you know where I live? What about your friend?” Evan couldn’t stop the onslaught of questions until Ohm raised his hand.

“I asked a couple of the guys where you lived, took a bit of persuading and some sort of lifetime deal to Craig but here I am. I was worried about you, so I decided I’d come to see you myself, make sure you were doing alright. Although your flat Eva….”

“I know I live like shit at the moment and I really would’ve preferred you’d call first; do you know how embarrassing it is for you to see me living like this” Evan didn’t mean to snap like that, he knew the American was just trying to help him.

“If you were taking care of yourself like you should be then you wouldn’t have been in this situation to begin with. I know it’s hard dealing with this shit on your own and I know you’d never ask for help which is why I flew my ass down here.

“Up here.”

“What?”

“You flew your ass up here you mean, you see Canada is above America, therefore, you’d have to fly up to be here”

Ohm just stared at him before he started to laugh, the tension between them started to melt away after that.

“I’m gonna need some help finishing this pizza you know, I hope pepperoni’s alright?”

“Sure, you want a drink? I got a couple beers in the fridge if you want one?”

“You’re alright thanks, I came prepared” Ohm grabbed the pizza and his rucksack before making his way to the couch.

Evan grabbed a beer from the fridge before joining his friend on the couch. Evan stared at Ohm in disbelief as he saw several cans of drinks in his bag. “Please don’t tell me that’s what I think it is”. Ohm laughed as he opened one of the cans he’d pulled from his bag.

“Told you I came prepared, nobody else ever has Brisk Iced Tea so I have to take it into my own hands”.

“You’re such a nerd”. They sat there talking and laughing for a couple of hours, simply enjoying each other’s company. Evan was often finding himself stealing glances at the man whilst he was animated in telling his stories, content to just listen and watch.

It was about 9pm when he pulled out his phone, pulling up discord and sending a quick message to the guys that he was gonna bail on recording for the next few days, instead taking some time for a much-needed break. He expected to receive a couple of small jabs about it but all of them were nothing but supportive, and at that moment Evan couldn’t have wished for better friends.

He then pulled up Twitter and posted a similar message for his fans, most of them sending him their well wishes. He smiled when he noticed Ohm, who was just in the bathroom, liked and commented on his post, the man really was a nerd.

“You know I’m right here, you don’t have to post on my twitter, you nerd.”

Ohm laughed as he sat back down next to Evan “First of all I wear the term nerd as a badge of honour” Evan scoffed at that, “and secondly, of course I’m going to support you online. Would you rather I tell them that I’m on your couch whilst you’re drooling over me? That’d start up the fanfictions” Evan turned pale after hearing that, he thought he’d been keeping his observations secret, but the smirk Ohm was aiming at him said otherwise.

“I don’t mind you staring at me Ev, it’s a lot to take in, Luke was the same when I first met him.” Ohms words reassured Evan a little, the older man sending him a smile before turning back to the Tv.

“You know there’s already fanfiction about us”. Evan beat himself up silently in his head, why on earth didn’t he keep his mouth shut.

Ohm turned to him with a curious look on his face which Evan couldn’t quite make out. “Any good?”

Getting over the shock of Ohm not being freaked out, Evan smirked before facing Ohm “I enjoyed the ones I’ve read, but I don’t think you’d enjoy them as much”

“Oh yeah why’s that” Ohm now turned his body towards Evan, the look on his face vanishing in favour of a teasing smirk.

“Because you’re my bottom bitch in all of them”. Ohms' eyes widened, and his face turned bright red as Evan could do nothing but laugh.

“No way, I’m older, wiser and more experienced, if anything you should be the bottom bitch” Ohm was still flustered as he stuttered out his response, Evan still laughing at the man trying to defend his authority.

“Clearly the fans know what they’re talking about. I can send you the links if you want, but the facts don’t lie” Evans laughter had died down, but still enjoying the bright red on Ohms' face.

“Send me the links then”. Now it was time for Evans' eyes to panic, he hadn’t expected Ohm to follow through on his remark. He tried to formulate a response, but nothing would come out of his mouth, he couldn’t send links of fics which had himself fucking his friend, to said friend in front of him.

Ohm seemed to sense his discomfort and put his hand on Evans' knee, causing him to blush at the contact, Ohm seemingly unaware of the effect he was having on the younger man. “I’m joking Ev, besides I’ve read most of them anyway”. Now Evan was shocked but for a completely different reason, he’s sure he’s starting to go crazy. He’s questioning whether he’d actually heard that or not when Ohm simply stands up and wishes Evan a good night before heading to the guest room.

Evan stayed on the couch thinking about what just happened. He’s not going to lie when he says he may have had a small crush on the masked gamer, and him turning up on his doorstep seemed to have increased it tenfold. Was this Ohms way of saying he felt the same?

Evan tried not to think too hard about it as he made his way to his own room, stripping down to his boxers and collapsing on top of his bed. It took a while to quiet his racing thoughts long enough to sleep, where his dreams were to be plagued by a certain man in the room next to him.

[jes-wan]

An eye behind shattered glass - Black Mirror S1- S3 thoughts

I just completed a binge of Black Mirror’s three Seasons. It’s hard to say if this was mentally a great thing to do, as the show has a rather down trend with it’s stories, for the most part. My thoughts will be in Netflix order, for whatever reason they have the season’s backwards, although it doesn't mater too much with each story being standalone. I suppose that is what makes binging a series like this easy, because everything is different and you only notice a few actors returning to play different roles. I thought I would write down my thoughts on these episodes and how they relate to real life, I won’t be talking too much about the episode themselves, because I don’t think that’s exactly what the writers of Black Mirror are after.

Obviously spoiler alert, so read at your own peril, you have been warned.

Nosedive

The first episode I watched in this series was also the first to make me feel guilty in real life. Of course I'm talking about relating this to using Uber. Where we rate our drivers and they rate you. A friend questioned recently how wrong the system is to be so open and have no guidelines for rating. It’s a good point and exactly what this episode is based on. Out of all the stories this one is the most realistic to actually happen. It wouldn’t be a stretch to imagine cafe’s starting to adopt the same system as Uber, and it spiralling out from there. I did enjoy the actress’ journey to discovering what’s the point in this system where you can’t be honest, or a breakup costs you, your job, the ending of the two of them yelling in some sort of lockup was perfect. Where, the language was ugly, that didn’t mater, it needs to be apart of our life. Sometimes you just need to tell someone, look that’s really stupid, without loosing your social standing. Speaking of which, going back to Uber, after watching this I found out how a passenger can see their rating. Mine was 4.96, which means someone gave me a four star, the feeling that you weren’t perfect right there is the problem. In the end conversations shouldn’t be rated for being meaningful, regardless of their outcome it’s all about interacting with another human, taking the good and bad.

Playtest

Buyers regret, that’s what VR feels like after watching this episode, or at least what VR might do to some people. Okay, maybe it isn’t that bad. Yet, it does make you wonder how fears could play a huge part in someone getting hurt in VR. Yes, the point of this story is playing off fears in a horror setting. Although in reality fears a deeper than that. You could be playing an adventure game and you have a fear of spiders. One comes up close to you and gives you a real life heart attack. How will we in the future combat actual fears, safe environment or not, that’s what the episodes asks. Instead, the real underlining issue is leaving things too late, putting something off because it’ s too hard. Well for the main character, doing so proved to be fatal, if he had just answered his mum a long time ago, she might not have called during the test and he would still be alive.

Shut up and Dance

You hear about people being blackmailed all the time, I couldn’t say if anyone has ever gone this far, but it might have happened to some lesser degree. The real question to ask yourself, is the risk worth it? If he had gone to the police right away, yes the video would have been released, but he would have had some backup, heck even the media might have been interested in hearing his story. It’s taking a bad situation and turning it better. Raise awareness, because as far as I know the web cam hijacks do indeed happen. In the end the troll, who I suspect was the kid in the hotel lobby, just released it all anyway. Not surprising, because someone who would come up with the ideas they did, probably isn’t someone with social empathy anyway.

San Junipero

I have to say this story was beautiful, I wasn't expecting the twist with it being a cloud reality. At first I thought it seemed like an excuse for a writer to put every 80s pop song into one episode. Big lessons here, even when someone tells you a story don’t assume they are selfish or whatever the case might be, ask questions. How long were you married is a good one. I’m not sure I wouldn’t struggle with the idea that after being uploaded living there forever would make me long for those who didn’t make such a choice. The ending was a surprise happy though and it was nice to see Greg was just someone willing to help out and get nothing in return, seldom do we see this today.

Men Against Fire

I was thinking this might be straight out action and not too thought provoking, at this point I should’ve known better. After binging the entire Alien series before this, I was glad to be wrong. I’d never heard the stats before about soldiers shooting over heads and the hit rate was so low. It’s sad to think that turning people into what we consider a monster would make them easier to kill. Even if they are expressing the exact same motions as someone saying people don’t shoot me. Not much of a choice for the ending, either watch those people die in an endless loop or be erased, no idea to be honest, both are bad. He got discharged anyway and now lives in a fantasy world, still bad I guess.

Hated in the Nation.

First of all, please no one make mechanical bees! Just don’t do it. Secondly what’s happened to all the bomb shelters in the UK. They could have put the third victim in one, a house surrounded by FLOWERS seemed like a terrible idea! Of course, social media plays a big part again, how often do we see people hiding behind their computer screen, shouting hate or even death in this case, knowing there is no consequences. That’s the lesson here, you can troll under your fake profiles, hate the world, think it’s funny to condemn, but really if someone manages to program killer robot bees, you might be in trouble. So consider this next to you decide to call someone on twitter. :P

Be Right Back

Tragic story from the get-go, the regret of putting work ahead of going with someone. Then dealing with a pregnancy, under a self imposed isolation. If you were offered the chance to talk to a passed person based on how they talked on social media would you? I couldn’t even try, to me it would be like forever putting yourself though the loss, every second you would feel sad after the conversation is over. Even more so with the android version of her late husband. In some respects it is nice for your daughter to meet basically a ghost of her father, but as she gets older what kind of impact will this have on her? Tricky, but a choice I can say I would never make.

White Bear,

Not what I was expecting, brutal but brilliant acting. Being ignored is worse than being yelled at, in my opinion. That people will film someone getting hurt rather than help, is something that does exist now. It seems to be instinct to pull out the phone and take video/photos before calling emergency. I heard that police actually hear about public crimes on Facebook first as opposed to people calling their emergency line. I don’t want to get to into too much about how she filmed her partner killing the child, there are no words and it’s hard to fathom that probably has happened somewhere for the writers to come up with it. A park for justice though, I know I couldn’t be a part of that, but with the rise of reality TV, I'm surprised something like this doesn’t already exist.

The Waldo Moment

I’m hesitant to write too much about the theme of this episode, due to the pure politics as opposed to social themes. I will say, is this really how the disenfranchised feel? If so, oh...

White Christmas

Realised what was going on after the lady and the egg scene, although I thought he was a police officer looking for a confession, I was close enough. However, I'm keen to talk about blocking people. The feeling of blocking people rather than facing them, easy isn't it? But can be cruel. If she had just come clean, he wouldn’t have gone through years or torment. Wondering why she kept the child, after the argument was seemingly about that. She may not have died on that train, if she was honest and her dad would still be alive same goes for her child. Of course he’s responsible for his own actions, and he did commit murder. Yet, the real lesson is, be honest, not mater how much it will hurt. You can’t possibly predict what you might set in motion by lying.

The National Anthem

You could just slap the media, which really did a great job in making a situation worse, anything for a story! Would everyone actually stand/sit there and actually watch such a horrible humiliation? No where in the demands did it say people had to watch it, yet the whole nation stopped. People laughed and smiled forgetting all about the reason why he is doing this. As a species do we really have such little compassion until it’s too late? Do we want to watch the train wreck? Of course, humanity's super power and after a year it’s pretty much forgotten and turned into a political vote changer. Although only three points up? I guess regardless of heroes, it’s not a popularity contest, which probably isn’t a bad thing.

Fifteen Million Merits

I’m not a big fan of talent shows, especially music ones, I feel it’s turned talent into image. Regardless, after watching YouTube videos recently on comments made by judges, it’s no wonder we are turning into a society of people who do not question our idols. What people will do for fame, she said yes to a life of sex slavery and he sold out to preach something no one is even listening too! It’s almost not worth it and looking for a way to escape the complex would have been a better use of time.

The Entire History of You

Would you become obsessed with the past if you could just rewind it? As someone who always tries to find the truth, I know I would be overusing this system. I’m not sure it was really that bad of a system, because without it he would have never found the truth and would have lived in a state of ignorance. Been played as a fool is much worse in my books. Irrespective of having this technology people didn’t seem to worried a conversation could just be rewound back and still followed their ways of deceit, shame really. Of course this sounds like a conflict with Nosedive, but the difference is honesty not avoidance.

Well that’s it, my thoughts on Black Mirror and it’s very good attempts at making you think about the society we live in.

Thanks for reading,

Peace out

Jes-Wan