you can’t trust anyone
you can’t trust anyone
Heres the thing
You can like, or dislike, anything you want on a purely subjective level. That’s fine. No issues with that.
I start having a problem when you start acting like your subjective dislike of something is completely dismissive and invalidating to the artistic merit it has.
You can dislike Lord of the Rings because of how long and complicated it is; it’s fine if that’s not your jam in a movie series. But that length and complication does not make it utterly devoid of anything worthwhile.
Just because it isn’t for YOU doesn’t mean it isn’t for ANYBODY, you arrogant motherfuckers.
And yes, this includes all the shit it’s trendy to hate. Yes, even that.
You are not the arbiter of what constitutes art, you are not the sole decider of the One True Interpretation, and you don’t get to decide what other people find meaning in.
And yes, this includes
all the shit it’s trendy to
hate. Yes, even that.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
the-entire-chinese-population:
sports classification
skeleton of cave bear in Bears Cave, Romania
wonder why it’s called that
This sent me down a massive historical rabbit hole, but, long story short: it’s called Romania because there were once Romans there.
“Okay we gotta name the home of Romulus, what should we call it?”
“Rome.”
“Who lives in Rome?”
“Romans.”
“What do we call the place full of Romans?”
“Romania.”
“Who lives in Romania?”
“R-Romanians…”
“Okay we gotta
name the home of Romulus,
what should we call it?”
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.