I keep seeing people complaining that the Fallout show is stupid because it confirms who dropped the bombs. But the thing is, it actually doesn't. All it really confirms is that dropping the bombs was on the table for Vaul-tec.
Yes, was something they planned to do. That doesn't mean that they actually did it, and if they did do it, it clearly wasn't done within their intended timing. Barb Howard would have made sure that she had custody of Janey the day the bombs were set to fall.
It is profoundly wrong that there was a plan and that at least parts of that plan were carried out, but I don't think the show actually confirms that everything went according to Vaul-tec's grand master plan.
you were doomed from the start. you were robbed of a chance to become anything. controlled by everyone in your life, even the ones that genuinely cared, and the one good thing you had led to your destruction because the hands of fate deemed it so. your trust in others is admirable. your optimism is enviable. your hope burns. if only you were living a different life.
Anne Carson, “Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides” / George William Joy, “Sleeping Joan of Arc” / Andrei Tarkovsky / Anne Sexton / “Martyrdom of Saint Sebastian”, Il Sodoma / Caroline Walker Bynum, “The Holy Feast and the Holy Fast” / “St. Denis Picking up His Head”, 19th century Panthéon murals / Margaret Atwood, “Half Hanged Mary”
islands, sketchbooks, rainy windows, pendants, puzzle pieces, tree frogs, sea glass. your essence is jade: you are withdrawn and observant, like a sailing ship watching others pass. you struggle between giving too much and too little; it is a hard thing to be both authentic and loved. your sensitivity makes you gentle to others. you are the spirit. you are the philosopher. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of seafoam, teal, blue, and green, who share your thoughtfulness and creativity. you are also drawn to the purposeful chartreuse and fire, who will help you grow and connect to the world around you. however, you may struggle to get along with the ambitious personalities of wine and terracotta who push too hard.
Crimson
rose vines, blood, apples, velvet, sharp nails, galaxies, dripping jewelry. your essence is crimson: you are the strong, defiant and avoidant. you crave some sort of deviation; to walk in another's footsteps feels mundane, a waste of your time. you are possessive and never look back at the things you've lost or forgotten. you are the rebel. you are the one who will change the world. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of red, blush, garnet, and bronze, who share your impassioned existence. you are also drawn to the confident souls royal and gold, who will help you grow and show that not everyone seeks to break you. however, you may struggle to get along with the slow-acting personalities of navy and umber who never seem assertive about anything.
@orpheuslament you got Blue last summer, I wonder what's your color now...
you're nor tired sad or unmotivated, your brain is simply begging to have a hole drilled into it. go to my tiktok shop buy one trepanning drill this will change.your.life.
dream job is guy in charge of glitter in weird 80s coming of age fantasy movies. and also guy who paints slime onto practical monsters in 80s horror movies
There was something almost suicidal in Gustavo Fring's choice to work with Walter White. He is and has been an incredibly careful man. He sees Walter's egomania and volatility. He is not a man who he would ever work with under ordinary circumstances.
But the vengeance that he has poured his whole life into has an expiration date. He wants revenge against the cartel, and against Hector Salamanca most of all. He wants to tear Hector's entire family and everyone he ever cared for away from him in his final confrontation. I think it would mean less to him if Hector died of natural causes before he could avenge himself upon him.
So, there is a deadline on his vengeance, one he does not know. He has to ramp up production, take over the market, and ice out the cartel from the region in order to engineer that final meeting.
Walter is a time bomb, he knows that, but he changes his mind because he hopes that he can contain him. At least, contain him long enough to get his revenge.