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i love little kids with very niche interests. Like for awhile I nannied for a family who had a little girl who loved old black and white movies. She adopted a transatlantic accent, constantly wore a long string of plastic pearls, and would often dramatically drape herself over pieces of furniture when told to do something and say “I just can’t do it babe”
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I TRIED TO EDIT BOULEVARD OF BROKEN DREAMS AND I FUCKED UP
DO YOU THINK ANYONE WILL NOTICE THAT THE VOCALS ARE NOT AS THEY SHOULD BE
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I’m tired of hearing people say “Disney’s Cinderella is sanitized. In the original tale, the stepsisters cut off parts of their feet to make the slipper fit and get their eyes pecked out by birds in the end.”
I understand this mistake. I’m sure a lot of people buy copies of the complete Grimm’s Fairy Tales, see their tale of Aschenputtel translated as “Cinderella”, and assume what they’re reading is the “original” version of the tale. Or else they see Into the Woods and make the same assumption, because Sondheim and Lapine chose to base their Cinderella plot line on the Grimms’ Aschenputtel instead of on the more familiar version. It’s an understandable mistake. But I’m still tired of seeing it.
The Brothers Grimm didn’t originate the story of Cinderella. Their version, where there is no fairy godmother, the heroine gets her elegant clothes from a tree on her mother’s grave, and where yes, the stepsisters do cut off parts of their feet and get their eyes pecked out in the end, is not the “original.” Nor did Disney create the familiar version with the fairy godmother, the pumpkin coach, and the lack of any foot-cutting or eye-pecking.
If you really want the “original” version of the story, you’d have to go back to the 1st century Greco-Egyptian legend of Rhodopis. That tale is just this: “A Greek courtesan is bathing one day, when an eagle snatches up her sandal and carries it to the Pharaoh of Egypt. The Pharaoh searches for the owner of the sandal, finds her and makes her his queen.”
Or, if you want the first version of the entire plot, with a stepdaughter reduced to servitude by her stepmother, a special event that she’s forbidden to attend, fine clothes and shoes given to her by magic so she can attend, and her royal future husband finding her shoe after she loses it while running away, then it’s the Chinese tale of Ye Xian you’re looking for. In that version, she gets her clothes from the bones of a fish that was her only friend until her stepmother caught it and ate it.
But if you want the Cinderella story that Disney’s film was directly based on, then the version you want is the version by the French author Charles Perrault. His Cendrillon is the Cinderella story that became the best known in the Western world. His version features the fairy godmother, the pumpkin turned into a coach, mice into horses, etc, and no blood or grisly punishments for anyone. It was published in 1697. The Brothers Grimm’s Aschenputtel, with the tree on the grave, the foot-cutting, etc. was first published in 1812.
The Grimms’ grisly-edged version might feel older and more primitive while Perrault’s pretty version feels like a sanitized retelling, but such isn’t the case. They’re just two different countries’ variations on the tale, French and German, and Perrault’s is older. Nor is the Disney film sanitized. It’s based on Perrault.
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Don't date s guy who accidentally attends the same gym.
You're gonna lose all your focus.
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Oh, I needed this!
“Believe me, what you want is someone to have dinner with. Sleep with from time to time, telephone every day or write. It’s what you set up that is defeating. Make it very modest. And give yourself permission to make a few mistakes. You know, blow it a bit. Have a few drinks and fall into bed with somebody. It doesn’t have to be the final thing.”
— Leonard Cohen on relationships, 2007
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"nothing is real atoms never touch each other youve never touched anything in your life" ok. well when i pet my dog he is soft and when he licks my hand it is wet and that is far more real to me than whatevers going on at an atomic level
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Also, there is a couple waiting too, and they're sweet as hell and I cannot help it but smile at their little exchanges. He brought her Mentos!
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how does tumblr even work do you just like talk to yourself until people are like "i like this one"
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Soooo...
There's this guy I met last weekend at a LARP set in 1939 where I played a German feminist and it was incredible and very sad and heartbreaking and she met love there and got betrayed and executed by the Nazis and...
Anyway, there's this guy.
He's smart and funny and makes me laugh and he exercises at the same gym as me and he loves weird stuff and he liked one of my favourite bars in my city even though the bar is not incredibly nice and the beer there is horrible.
And I am sitting in the waiting room of a doctor that will hopefully tell me what should I do with my recurringly hurting foot and I am supposed to meet the guy afterwards and I cannot wait.
And I am so scared he's gonna decide he doesn't really like me and doesn't want to keep seeing me. But at the same time... Like okay, that would be okay, because I enjoyed our time together.
And I am going to an MRI tomorrow because I have constant headaches, except I haven't had one since I've met him.
Idk. I am in a waiting room of a doctor's office, which is a place where people simply freak out, so I am freaking out too.
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it takes a man
it takes a man for me to vigorously research a new area of the world
it took the man who couldn't do better for me to read up on Wittgenstein and join logic and philosophy lectures
it took the man who brought stories to my life to understand that a great story doesn't necessarily mean an entirely happy one
it took the man who showd me grounhopping to see the value of football in Czech society
it took the man who brought light into my life not to kill myself
it took the man who is yet to be named to understand in how much of a bubble we are here in the West, in how much of a bubble we are here in Prague, in how much of a bubble I am
there are babies being murdered in Karachi
there are babies being murdered in Karachi
there are babies being murdered in Karachi
because desperate people do desperate things
when I was leaving school, I said: "I am very much looking forward to not having to see another WW2 or North Korea or China or Russia or any other documentary in my life, if I don't want to"
but that's the point of education
to not let us forget
to confront us with all the realities of this world
to not let us just close our eyes and pretend that if I can't see the suffering, the suffering isn't there
there is a man from a culture I don't know much about
and he finds me cute
and he was surprised when I didn't think that reading about Taliban is boring
and he was enthralled when I quoted Dr. Who
and I have been reading about his corner of the Earth for three days straight because I am immensly interested
and I have the same undue feeling that I had when Russia attacked Ukraine
when there was a mass shooting in the city I consider home
was it just profound luck that put me in what we like to call 'the civilised world' when I was born?
was it god?
was it a coincidence?
I have been thinking about what I'm gonna say when we come across the topic of personal belief systems
"My relationshiop with God/god is complicated. I was raised roman catholic, so essentially I was raised to hate or atleast suppress quite a big part of me. I understand how believing in The Lord helps my mum and her mum every day, and I am glad they have something like that.
Personally, I am not sure he exists, but if he does, then I am pretty damn sure he doesn't give a fuck. And that pisses me off. Because if a french pilot can formulate the thought you are responsible for what you have tamed, then so can god. And I cannot make my peace living in a world made by a god so cruel he chooses to not do anything about all the wrong stuff. So... I think that I try to not think about it much to save my sanity."
in any case, it took a south Asian journalist for my bubble to burst once again
my precious safe bubble of mint tea and insurance covered therapy and driving to my parents' house on Sundays when I don't feel like riding the bus
there are babies being murdered every day in Karachi because desperate people do desperate things
I am so glad that I can worry about what to wear for the date we have tomorrow
and at the same time it's so wrong, so undue, so fucking unfair
because there is a woman my age half way across the world
(and one half way across the city, probably)
who is pregnant and worried and desperate
and I cannot help her
and I worry about what am I going to wear for a date with a guy she once saw on the news
and in moments like this the world doesn't make any sense to me
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2023/12/22
There was a mass shooting in my city yesterday.
Today love looked like a friend messaging me saying they're ready to come over and be with me should I need it.
Love looked like them knowing I can be fragile at times and thinking of me.
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