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derseprinceoftbd · 1 month
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Go listen to the Louis Armstrong Go Down Moses version right tf now
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samasmith23 · 8 months
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So here's some really fun trivia for y’all!
For my "Idea of the American South" graduate school class, we just had to read William Faulkner's novel Absalom, Absalom! this week, since Faulkner is highly regarded by historians for his nuanced portrayal about the darker side & systemic injustices of the Deep South. But this was actually not my first exposure to Faulkner, since one of his other novels, Go Down, Moses, was actually directly referenced in The Adamantium Men arc of Jason Aaron's Wolverine run. In the arc, the evil Roxxon corporation managed to duplicate the Weapon X procedure which gave Logan his adamantium claws to a bunch of private mercenary henchman in order to act as bodyguards for the company's illegal activities overseas. And they all have lightsaber claws!
One of the titular Adamantium Men was apparently a huge Faulkner fan and was even reading a first edition copy of Go Down, Moses before being told by a Roxxon higher-up to assassinate Wolverine. But when said-mercenary realizes that he's about to lose the fight, he actually asks Logan to spoil the ending of the novel for him before he dies, and Logan honors his request!
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I was told that the copy of Go Down, Moses displayed in the comic is actually the original first-edition copy from the guest-lecturer for said-class since it was the only version to ever feature the subtitle “And Other Stories” on the front cover.
And it honestly makes sense that Aaron would reference Faulkner's work since he's similarly written stories which are highly critical of the American South such as his Image Comic series Southern Bastards. One issue of that series even had a variant cover featuring glorious sight of a dog ripping a Confederate flag to shreds!
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So beautiful! I would love to train my dog Zoe to do the same thing to one of those AWFUL flags! Plus, the royalties for that variant cover were even donated to the survivors & families of the Charleston mass-shooting in 2015.
From Wolverine: Weapon X #4 by Jason Aaron & Ron Garney.
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jhsharman · 1 year
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Turtle Power
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"Silly girls" is deemed okay versus "stupid girls". Obnoxious relationship either way.
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The former coloring scheme has the benefit of laying out seaweed and swamp gunk. Now watch the date and consider its relationship to the year of publication, either 1964 or 2004.
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Makes more sense for an old reclusive woman to have been around in 1893 in one year than the other year. I suppose there is no reason to dump it to 1933 -- even as a reference to a fair moves from being a historic one and Chicago's coming out party to being some generic fair and presumably her dad now bought a small forty year turtle -- maybe a 40th anniversary commemoration of the Chicago World Fair?
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... So... Sixty years ...
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Or, running up into the narrative of time lost from granny. Little Archie watches no shows about World War 2 any more.
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"Let my turtle go" is good in its brevity but makes for an interesting conscious choice to extend past its declaration given it is a reference to a spiritual connecting the story of Moses and the Israelites with African American slavery. I am reminded of seeing it in the early 1990s used in a public service ad in regarding pet animal abandonment and finding it... out of place. Though, the Wikipedia page on "Go Down Moses" offers up more irreverent reference examples -- Ferris Bueller and Easy A.
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apesoformythoughts · 2 years
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“But you cant be alive forever, and you always wear out life long before you have exhausted the possibilities of living. And all that must be somewhere; all that could not have been invented and created just to be thrown away. And the earth is shallow; there is not a great deal of it before you come to the rock. And the earth dont want to just keep things, hoard them; it wants to use them again. Look at the seed, the acorns, at what happens even to carrion when you try to bury it: it refuses too, seethes and struggles too until it reaches light and air again, hunting the sun still.”
— Go Down, Moses
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relevant-catnik · 1 month
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quornesha · 2 months
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Brandt's Cormorants Prophecy And Symbolism
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Whether the Brandts Cormorants appears in dreams, visions, waking life, or synchronicities, it is a sign and message that sometimes, people, negative people come into your life thinking they’re here to destroy you. And because of their long line of tormenting history, the jig is up. Your anointing has put heaven on notice. So. every negative thing that has been weighing you down will now go with them.
Because of what they did to you. justice for everyone before you that they put their mouth and hands towards, is coming against them. Including what they thought they did to you. Until they do what they said they were going to do, and even if you don't want it. Trouble will follow them. You're coming into a season where everything that comes against you will transmute into success, prosperity, blessings, and joy. You are not to worry about how you will eat, what you will wear, where you will live, what you will drive.
Updates to your income and living arrangements, as well as your family life, are coming. Good things can and will happen to you. Pay close attention to the words you allow into your atmosphere. Brandt’s Cormorants is a sign and prophecy that you are about to be lifted up. If there’s an idea or goal that you’ve been longing to achieve, it will manifest now. The Brandt’s Cormorant is a reminder that even though something or someone has left your life, the best is still yet to come. Whatever is ending, just allow it. As It is meant to end. You will experience relief from the storms and pressures of life. Get ready, big things are
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trollingyoualways · 1 year
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an-incoherent-mess · 2 years
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Just thought that I'd share, as somebody who currently works in a nursery and babysits a lot, my go-to lullaby is "Go down Moses". I have no idea why I started singing it, but it works.
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stars-inthe-sky · 2 months
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So, hey. How did you and your family celebrate Passover when you were a kid? How about now?
My Rhode Island aunt and uncle almost always hosted a big family Seder, and it was the absolute best. A good Seder is educational, food-filled, and legit fun—it's a ritual meal that includes storytelling, singing, prayers, and a general focus on including and teaching everyone involved, regardless of age or even whether attendees are Jewish. (If ever you're invited to a friend's Seder, go! Do not bring a challah, which my actually-bar-mitzvahed brother-in-law did once as an attempt at a thoughtful host gift. We still make fun of him.)
And my uncle (the same one who officiated at my wedding, and the wedding of my other sister) may well be the greatest host/leader there is; over the years he compiled from a medley of sources what added up to his own Haggadah (basically the guidebook to the Seder—there are a million published and informal versions working off the same template, with readings and activities and interpretations that can go kid-centric or feminist or traditional or whatever). It was always just insanely fun, and warm, and joyous, with incredible food and an increasing array of baked-in, just-us traditions.
Since I went to college basically down the street from their house, and then lived just an hour away in Boston for so long, that was pretty much the heart of my and my family's celebration most years—right up until Passover 2020, at which point the pandemic negated what had been plans to travel from our new home in Illinois for it, and they also downsized and had their own kids scatter geographically and gain very little ones, so that particular tradition is at best on hiatus now.
But there are fun Seders everywhere—well, the Zoom ones of the pandemic years were a mixed bag, but we've found friends who've make a good go of it, over the years, too, if not quite as an elaborately planned out hourslong celebration as my uncle would do. When I studied abroad in Denmark, Boyfriend and I went to an Orthodox Seder that was in a mix of Danish and Hebrew, for instance—that was novel, and so much of the procedure and the Hebrew was familiar enough to follow along.
Still working on exactly where we'll be for those two nights this year (we haven't really met any Jewish families in Pittsburgh yet to garner an invite, and none of the Reform or Conservative synagogues seem to have community events, which is surprising? And I don't really want to go to Chabad?) but we'll figure something out.
That said, as fun as the Seders can and should be, the rest of Passover is a slog of not eating bread or adjacent products, and experiencing whatever it is matzah does to one's digestive system over the course of a week. It's a meaningful observance, and the fact that the relevant rabbinical boards have stopped including rice and legumes in the "no" column in recent years has been great, but...it's ultimately a holiday recalling the story of the Exodus, and how we were slaves once, so, like, there are some less-fun elements. But the freedom celebration parts usually outweigh that!
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tlatia-the-radiant · 3 months
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- @askthecaptiangeneral
I will club you to death with your own fucking femur
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alliluyevas · 1 year
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i want to reread kindred by octavia butler i read it in eighth grade and i found it really compelling but i also think i was too young to fully appreciate it
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friendamedes · 2 years
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so many aspects of his character & arc go so insanely hard and we're sleeping on him!!!!!
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odk-2 · 2 years
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Woody Guthrie - Going Down the Road (I Ain’t Gonna Be Treated This Way) (1944) Woody Guthrie / Lee Hays from: "My Dusty Road" (2009 Box Set) [CD 1: Woody's "Greatest" Hits]
Folk | Acoustic
JukeHostUK (left click = play) (320kbps)
Personnel: Woody Guthrie: Vocals / Mandolin Cisco Houston: Guitar / Harmony Vocals Sonny Terry: Harmonica
Recorded: @ Moses Asch Studio in New York City, New York USA on April 24, 1944
Box Set Released: on September 22, 2009
Rounder Records
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apesoformythoughts · 2 years
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“It seemed to him that something, he didn’t know what, was beginning; had already begun. It was like the last act on a set stage. It was the beginning of the end of something, he didn’t know what except that he would not grieve. He would be humble and proud that he had been found worthy to be a part of it or even just to see it too.”
— Go Down, Moses
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radiance1 · 4 months
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There was a boy walking towards the invading army.
There was a civilian child walking towards the invading army from the infinite realms lead by their tyrannical ruler. The Justice League tried to stop force their way through, save the boy.
Instead of that, however, they were blocked by multiple ghosts, all hellbent on not leaving them alone. Superman tried to get close to the kid? Piles upon piles of ghosts knocked him back. Wonder Woman? The same thing happened.
The thing was, that wasn't even the ground army who did it. But the ones in the sky.
So the kid was walking towards an entire army by himself. One hellbent on taking over Earth and have no qualms about ending the short life of a human boy.
Instead of watching a child die, a life they failed to save. Something else happened.
The army parted for him.
Just as Moses parted the Red Sea, the same happened with the ghosts. They made a clear-cut line for him to walk straight towards their king with no obstacle, even clearing the way of anything that could pose as one.
Again, the Justice League tried to go down to drag the boy away, only to again be denied by the ghosts flying through the sky. Only to stop chasing as soon as they retreated a certain distance.
The ghosts stood still, and only moved as they got close, unlike their previous acts of causing havoc and mayhem. So, the Justice League, as much as they didn't want too, stood still and watched.
The boy stood at a stop before the king, painfully tiny in comparison to the massive ghostly tyrant standing before him with his arms crossed.
"Yo, dad." The boy said, and the Justice League froze in shock.
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"Yo, dad." Danny lifted a hand up in greeting, before dropping that hand to rub at his neck. "Funny seeing you here, I guess."
"Phantom..." Pariah Dark's voice was soft yet booming and seemed to echo throughout the battlefield. "We meet once again on the field of battle, come to challenge me again, little one? Without your armor, no less?" Pariah tilted his head to the side slightly, questioning.
"Oh that? Yea that got destroyed ages ago," Danny shrugged, as if not having it didn't bother him at all. "Parents couldn't exactly, you know, finish it. Plus, they had other things to work on, so they just decided to scrap the thing altogether." He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged again. "So, yea..."
Pariah looked the boy over, his eyes hardening and he clicked his tongue at what he saw.
"You come here, not with armor," Pariah began, strength in his voice and a fire (literally) in his eyes. "Nor a weapon, or a shield, and no allies of any kind-"
"Well those guys are there" Danny pointed behind him, straight at the Justice League.
"-Walk up to a hostile force with no gauge of their strength." But Pariah just barreled on as if the Justice League were an afterthought. "And face their leader and do not expect to come to harm!?" The Ghost King scowled, and the Justice League tensed.
But just tilted his head slightly. "Well, are you going to harm me?" He asked.
Pariah Dark blinked, then whispered. "I could, child. I could kill you." He put a strong emphasis on the word kill.
"You could," Danny nodded. "But are you going to hurt me?"
The Ghost King remained silent, but his gaze intensified.
Danny shrugged, this time with a smile. "See? You wouldn't hurt me so it's fine. Ya big softie."
Pariah's scowl intensified. "I am not soft, child."
"Oh really?" Danny leaned forward and his smile took on a more playful edge. "Then what's you're reason for visiting Earth, hmmmm?"
"To wage war and fight against this world's mightiest heroes." The Ghost King answered quickly.
"Annnnnnnd?"
The king remained silent for a moment and Danny stepped forwards before he face planted onto concrete. "C'mon, dad. Tell me the other reason you came here." Danny crossed his arms, mimicking the Ghost King's pose.
They stared each other in the eyes for a moment, before Pariah looked off the side with green dusting his cheeks. "You have not visited in 50 years, son..." He whispered, but everyone heard it.
"Hah! Knew you missed me!" Danny said shamelessly with a satisfied and smug smile.
"And your father forced me out of the realms because I upset him." Small embers started igniting themselves on the tips of the king's hair.
Silence echoed over the battlefield, before Danny burst out laughing. Pariah Dark's hair fully exploded into green fire as he reached a hand to cover his face. "Of course, alongside the shameless and cheekiness, you get Clockwork's sense of humor as well..."
The Ghost King, at least this very moment, seemed more and more like a tired dad than some fearsome, tyrannical Ghost King.
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