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The Morana-Andstone Letters

Prologue: What We Choose To Forget

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Author’s Note: Oopsies, I dropped some Harry Potter fanfiction onto my blog... Guess it’s staying here. Yeah, I decided to branch out a little, and as a proud Gryffindor and after seeing a photo of Tom Holland looking handsome I just had to write this. It’s an old idea I had back in the day but never wrote, so here you go!

Warning: none.

In war, only the victorious come back as heroes, and the only ones remembered are the heroes and the villain who headed the war against goodness, against just practice and peace. Everything and everyone else sort of fades away into the grey, lost to the story they contributed to. You don’t find them in paintings on the walls, in memorials for the dead, they aren’t a part of the history students learn.

They become nothing, but in some cases, maybe that’s for the best.

For you see, there’s a fine line between good and evil, and in times of war that line becomes so blurred that sometimes people do bad things, horrible things, for good reason. Heinous acts, in the midst of war, become survival: betrayal, deceit, murder. It’s no longer about moral codes or what’s right and wrong: in war one decides whether to be a martyr or selfish.

You choose whether to live with regret or die without, and everyone from the Battle of Hogwarts who survived is weighed down by some level of guilt, of self-hatred. Because good people died in their stead, because they chose to be selfish.

Traces of the criminals who tried to destroy the peace of the wizarding world were wiped from the mainstream consumption, leaving only what authors offered in course textbooks and the heroes recounted in their memoirs. The act was put in place by Minister Granger-Weasley, the first muggle-born to hold the position, in hopes it would allow the public to heal, to move forward. Portraits of the Fallen Fifty were hung in Hogwarts, the souls of those lost captured in paintings for the students to remember who had died for their right to be in those hallowed halls, and for families to visit: it was nice to be reminded of a loved one’s smile, their laugh, even if they were no longer around. Every May 2nd, a national holiday came into effect, a memorial service took place in the Hogwarts courtyard, and Professor Potter disappeared into the hallways of the castle, to walk through the battle he unwillingly started and finished too late to save so many of his friends, his family.

The first and second Wizarding Wars were covered in the History of Magic classes during every student’s third and fourth year, and the young teens were encouraged to write parents, aunts and uncles, grandparents, about the events that transpired, their take on turbulent time in the world’s history.

It was after one of these letters was sent home by a student that a flame of curiosity was sparked, a question posed by a distant relative who had long since left the country had enticed them to take their two closest friends on a quest through the castle one Autumn evening, as winds howled outside and the rain thundered down.

They were swift, quiet, and stealthy on their mission from their common room to the library, most particularly the Restricted Section of the school’s most active study space: it had been one of the few places that was salvageable after the war, and had amassed a great number of books in the years since. They dodged the Prefects and Teachers on patrol, one of them making the comment that the three were just like Professor Potter and his friends back in the day.

The restricted section of the library was still heavily guarded, containing works only seventh year students and teachers were allowed to peruse, but the three fourth years were fuelled by intrigue, and with their smartest learning a few special spells from a very funny red-haired portrait by the Gryffindor staircase, they had all the tools required to pick the lock without triggering alarms, and slip themselves amongst the bookshelves before the next Prefect patrol came round the corner.

“I still think this is a bad idea.” The first said, ironically the one who broke them into the forbidden area of the library. They were met with a chuckle from their companion.

“You read the letter the same as us, don’t you want to know more about the Death Eaters?” the second asked, only to be shushed by the third and final student. He was more jittery than the other two, albeit curious.

“Don’t say it out loud!” He hissed, looking around like one might appear out of nowhere and scoop them up. The organisation had been disbanded after the war, the majority of them thrown in prison to pay for their crimes.

“Oh, come on, stop your worrying. Now, what exactly do we do?” the second asked the first of the three, who pulled a notebook from their back pocket.

“Well, it looks like we just have to find the right book code for Death Eaters… Let’s each take a bookshelf. It’ll be faster, and hopefully we’ll get further than we did last year.” They muttered, the trio avoiding eye contact for a moment before splitting up. It wasn’t the first time they had attempted entry into the library Restricted Section, though it was the first time that had reason to.

The third student had received the letter that sparked the whole plan a month ago, the trio taking turns to monitor patrol schedules and hone their talents for that evening’s activity. He didn’t like knowing that some great uncle or something had fought with the bad guys, he felt it made him a worse person, though his companions had been quick to assure him otherwise. He couldn’t change the actions of some bigoted ancestor, he just needed to be a better person than they were.

As his eyes scanned the shelves on the section’s east side, his wand lighting up the titles on the leather bound book backs, his friends did the same in the west and south sections. They moved as fast as they could, reading titles as they hurried around looking for something, anything about the Death Eaters.

When they met back at the bookcase they had started at, all came back with the same report: there was no title under that name, no work in the library retaining to the information of the Death Eaters.

“It must be sorted by individual… Files on each of them?” The first suggested, the second muttered a soft cuss under her breath in response. They all looked rather defeated by the revelation, but their lock pick didn’t risk detention for nothing, and punched the third student on the arm. “Come on, we made it this far…”

“You’re acting like we just have to think of a terrible person and the book will pop out!” He hissed, the three glancing up as a light appeared at the library’s entrance. They were quick to rush round a corner, the three finding themselves sat side by side with their backs pressed to old wood and locked cupboard doors. Only once the light had disappeared, and the library plunged back to near darkness, with only the moonlight lighting up the room in a weary blue glow, did any of them let go of the breaths they held.

“This was a waste of time guys. We had fun, we got here, now let’s head back to our rooms before we get caught and miss out on Hogsmeade next week.” The third student proposed, clearly the most frightened of the three. He should have never shown his friends the letter, they were far too head strong to not act on information like that.

“Your…” The second paused for a moment, forgetting who on earth it had been that responded to third’s letter for class. “Look, some dying relative of yours said that there is always more to a story than meets the eye, right? Why don’t we find that out?!” She was more enthusiastic after her other companion’s vote of confidence in her idea, though it was rather short lived.

“You got further than last year, kids. I’m impressed.” A male voice spoke up from close by, the three letting out a combined sigh. The turning of a key and the swinging of the gate echoed in the large space, sure footsteps quickly headed their way. The three scrambled to their feet as the glow of their wands welcomed the kind face of their Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Potter. He had a tired smile across his features, and gestured for the three to follow him from the Restricted Section. “I’m so impressed that I won’t punish you… This time. If I see any of you trying this again, no more trips to Hogsmeade for the rest of the year.” He warned, and a nod was shared amongst the three students.

“Yes sir…” The all muttered in unison, starting a defeated shuffle back to their rooms. Potter stayed behind a moment to lock the gate properly, his eyes unwavering from a book on the top row of a nearby bookcase, sliding back into its place amongst the stacks.

The contents of it were too vivid and complicated for such young minds to understand, and Harry left the library that night knowing he had done a good thing.

Documents of the war were all kept, an archive for the few cleared individuals to view, Potter was lucky enough to be one of them. He had read all the books in that Restricted Section at least twice, the particular book he had read many more. There were parts of the war people didn’t know happened, that people had no reason to know occurred. And it was better that way.

As far as the wizarding world was concerned, the people behind the Morana-Andstone letters stored in that book never existed, and it was better that way.

Some people deserve to be forgotten.

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Howard Schultz Talks 2020: PCW Extreme Political TV

THIS WEEK ON EXTREME POLITICAL TV-Samantha Bee gets full frontal with a steel folding chair-The Polar Vortex of Doom vs. Phil…from Punxsutawney -Former Starbucks CEO Howard Schultz talks 2020 -Drama in Des Moines 2020 is one year away -Dawn McGill and the art of the deal -Average Joe in a match of Titanic proportion -The SEC implodes-Jill Berg returns-Jack Fraiser vs. SNAFU- PCW Title #1 Contender’s Match

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[ON SCREEN GRAPHIC: Blue background. The top of the Capitol Building occupies the left hand side of the television screen.

Centered in the middle of the screen: “P-SPAN. THE POLITICAL CHANNEL.”]

P-SPAN Announcer (off screen): The P-SPAN Network bring you long-form public affairs programming from the nation’s capital and are a public service of…

[ON SCREEN GRAPHIC: Logos of twenty three different cable and satellite television companies replace the Capitol Building and P-SPAN graphic.]

P-SPAN Announcer (v/o): …your television provider.

[ON SCREEN GRAPHIC: Returns to the blue background with the top of the Capitol Building occupying the left hand side of the television screen with “P-SPAN. THE POLITICAL CHANNEL.” centered in the middle of the screen.]

P-SPAN Announcer (v/o): P-SPAN. The Political Channel.

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DAWN McGILL’S OFFICEThe owner of PCW works at her desk making sure tonight’s show goes smoothly. She’s on the phone with the backstage crew when…

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Dawn looks up. She looks around. Shrugs. Goes back to work. A few seconds later.

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Now she’s slightly annoyed. She pauses. Then back to work. She starts to type on her laptop and-

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Properly annoyed, Dawn gets up from her chair and marches out of her office, down the hall, and into the floor of the arena where she sets eyes on the obnoxious noise bothering her.

Dawn McGill: Oooh! I knew it!

‘Full Frontal with Samantha Bee’Host Samantha Bee

McGill marches right down to ringside…grabs a steel folding chair from underneath the ring…walks around the ring…and before Bee can screech again…

*BLAM*

…Bee gets a steel chair facial and that’s the end of that.

McGill simply drops the chair, turns around, and heads back towards her office.

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PCW Extreme Political TV on P-SPAN Sunday February 3rd, 2019 Taped February 2nd at the Peoria Civic Center Peoria, Illinois

Announcers:‘The Voice of PCW’ Johnny Suave‘Low Level Reporter at the New York Times Trying to Make a Name for Herself’ Colleen Crowder

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The camera pans all over the Peoria Civic Center Center as PCW is on the air!

Crowd: PCW!…PCW!…PCW!…

Cut to the ring where ‘The Voice of PCW’ Johnny Suave and ‘Low Level Reporter at the New York Times Trying to Make a Name for Herself’ Colleen Crowder stand.

Johnny Suave: Hello everyone and welcome to Political Championship Wrestling!

Crowd: PCW!…PCW!…PCW!…

Johnny Suave: I am Johnny Suave. She is a low level reporter at the New York Times trying to make a name of herself Colleen Crowder. And-

Crowder is upset about Dawn McGill dropping Samantha Bee with a chairshot to start the show.

Colleen Crowder: If Dawn McGill wasn’t a woman, you’d think she’d be exhibiting toxic masculinity.

Johnny Suave: Or perhaps Miss McGill is fed up with the toxic femininity that oozes out from Samantha Bee.

Offended, Crowder accuses Suave of toxic masculinity.

Johnny Suave: Well speaking of Dawn McGill and her toxic masculinity, here she comes to the ring and I’m guessing it’s to address the business transaction that took place this past week.

DAWN ADDRESSES THE PCW FAITHFUL McGill thanks the crowd for coming out to the show. She doesn’t want to take too much of their time so she gets right to the point.

Dawn McGill: Ladies and gentlemen, as of this moment the PCW Heartland title is once again the P-C-W title!

The fans stand and let out a roar.

McGill states the deal is the stereotypical corporate, cliché-ish ‘win-win.’

Dawn McGill: Mr. McMann gets his sports entertainment empire…the Political Wrestling Federation…and all the bells and whistles that go along with it. We…PCW…we get our freedom and we keep our traditions. Extreme Election Night stays right here. We continue to have a seat at the table of the Political Universe.

More thunderous applause.

McGill says PCW gets to show the world…and the Mitch McConnells of this world…that money…especially corporate money isn’t the end-all, be-all. PCW may not have the financial resources of a big corporation but PCW doesn’t need the financial resources of a big corporation to make it work because we have something they don’t- heart.

Dawn McGill: Bigger isn’t necessarily better. We aren’t wrestling for a soulless corporate overlord concerned about profits. We are wrestling for you.

As for Nancy Pelosi’s comments…

VIDEO: Nancy Pelosi (CA-Progressive Alliance)

Nancy Pelosi: Dawn McGill is making a big mistake here. She needs us. PCW needs us. All businesses need a strong, central government telling them what to do and how to succeed. She’s giving all that up to go on her own.

McGill fires right back at her…

Dawn McGill: …we don’t need you, Nancy. We don’t need you telling us what to do. We don’t need you telling us how to succeed. PCW are masters of our own destiny. All we need from you is to stay the hell out of our way. We can take care of ourselves just fine.

McGill thanks everyone again and reminds them about next week’s supershow at the D.C. Armory,

Crowder thinks McGill is misguided is she thinks she doesn’t need Nancy Pelosi or even Mitch McConnell’s help to succeed.

Colleen Crowder: She didn’t build this. PCW needs Nancy Pelosi more than Nancy Pelosi needs PCW.

Suave ignores her and moves on to the wild winter weather that invaded the Midwest last week.

THE POLAR VORTEX OF DOOMClimbing into the ring is a new PCW personality- the Polar Vortex of Doom. He’s about six foot eight tall. Not very athletic. Dressed in all blue.

His theme music is the Cold Miser song from the classic Christmas show ‘A Year Without a Santa Claus.’

Johnny Suave: Three days ago, the temperature in Peoria was about sixty-five degrees colder than it is right now.

The Polar Vortex raises his arms menacingly to the crowd.

Colleen Crowder: This is all global warming’s fault! See? Al Gore was right.

Johnny Suave: WAIT A MINUTE!

Suddenly PCW Heartland Champion ‘The One Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism comes down to the ring.

Colleen Crowder: What is he doing here?

He slides in. Boot to the gut. Lift. Anti-Hollywood Blockbuster to the Polar Vortex.

Colleen Crowder: Not sure that was called for.

Chism leaves. Next down, ‘Canadian Bad Boy’ Justin Beaver.

Johnny Suave: It’s been really cold in some parts of Canada. Like Siberian level cold.

Beaver takes the dazed Polar Vortex and hits his finisher- the Pop Star. He exits.

Next down, PCW Tag Team Champions Weapons of Mass Destruction. A. Tom Bomb. Hy Drogen Bomb. Daisy Cutter-Bomb.

Colleen Crowder: This is not his fault. This is our fault for changing the climate and using fossil fuels and-

Atomic Powerbomb to the Polar Vortex. A-Bomb exits.

Hydrogen Powerbomb to the Polar Vortex. H-Bomb exits.

Daisy Cutter Powerbomb to the Polar Vortex. She exits.

By now, there’s a line of PCW wrestles waiting to climb into the ring.

As the carnage continues…

STATE OF PCW ADDRESS SET…Suave reviews the week.

Johnny Suave: Both the Red Brand and Blue Brand held shows this weekend following the end of the shutdown. The President of the PCW Executive Committee Nancy Pelosi has invited PCW CEO Donald Trump to give his ‘State of PCW’ Address on Tuesday February 5th. The new deadline date is February 15th. Can both factions- the Progressive Alliance and the American Patriots- find a compromise way forward on Trump’s security concerns?

Colleen Crowder: Johnny, it would all be simpler if the Trump and the American Patriots simply acquiesced to the Progressive Alliance’s view of the situation.

MORE DRAMA BETWEEN McCARTHY AND McGILL Suave reviews the latest installment of the war between Professor McCarthy and PCW Heartland Owner Dawn McGill…

VIDEO: Last Week’s Show – The Flock AttackProfessor McCarthy’s Flock attack Rah and Halitosis during their match against the Progressive Alliance’s ‘New Age Sensitive Guy’ Blaine Thomas-Taylor and NPC.

Johnny Suave: …Professor McCarthy’s Flock have attacked Rah and Halitosis and it’s a fourteen on two beatdown!

Deep State #1 wields the infamous baseball used two weeks ago in the attack on Ray McAvay. He whacks Halitosis in the back with it and takes out the Luchador with Insane Bad Breath.

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Johnny Suave: AND HERE SHE COMES!

McGill, Universal PCW Champion Ray McAvay, The Les Miserables (General DeBauchery, Al Cahall, Nic Koteen), Truckin’ Perfectly Average (Ken Worth-American Trucker, Average Joe, Brad Company) and Beer Bellied Softball Playing Ninja (Hank, Tiny, and Stan) crash the ring and it’s on.

McAvay has the Big Bertha driver and wields it like a crazed samurai. He pole axes his way through the crowd taking out everything in sight. The Beer Bellied Softball Playing Ninja chase the Young Jerks to the back. McGill chokes out Codee Pink (Codee Pink Glitter Bombed McGill two weeks ago).

Suave notes that ‘this time’, McGill was ready for the attack and came down in numbers to chase Professor McCarthy’s Flock to the back.

Crowder differs in her assessment. She blames McGill for escalating the situation by responding in an overly violent way.

Johnny Suave: Because swinging a baseball bat with the intent of hurting someone isn’t the least bit violent.

Colleen Crowder: Or a Big Bertha Driver?

Johnny Suave: Touche.

POLAR VORTEX- PART 2 There’s still action going on in the ring. Now it’s Couch Potato who’s getting his shots in on the Polar Vortex of doom.

Johnny Suave: Isn’t that cute.

In between chasing down the Twinkies that the PCW fans throw into the ring, CP has the Polar Vortex of Doom locked up in the Barcalounger Stretch.

Colleen Crowder: That’s just wrong.

CHISM SENDS DANIELS OFF Suave talks about Stone Chism sending ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels back to the Blue Brand last week after Chism defeated him.

VIDEO: Last Week’s Show- Chism vs. Daniels

Daniels pokes Chism in the eyes. Daniels for a True Hollywood Blockbuster.

Colleen Crowder: That’s it! END IT!

Chism kicks through and flips out.

Johnny Suave: NO! HE REVERSED IT!

Colleen Crowder: NOOOO!

Backslide. Cover.

One…

Two…

THREE!

*DING-DING-DING*

Johnny Suave: AND THAT’S IT! STONE CHISM HAS DEFEATED KEVIN DANIELS!

Colleen Crowder: Kevin Daniels goes back to a better place…a more enlightened and tolerant place where Hollywood stars are given the reverence they’re entitled to in the Blue Brand.

Johnny Suave: Yeah, whatever.

MORE POLAR VORTEX STUFF The crowd roars again. Millennial Mark, accompanied by Snowflake Suzie, runs down to the ring.

Johnny Suave: Hey Look! Even Millennial Mark is going to get into the act.

Colleen Crowder: Aw come on!

Millennial Mark slides into the ring. And like Malak getting in the last stab in after Arnold Schwarzenegger vanquishes his opponent (see the movie Conan the Destroyer), Mark aims carefully and hits his Parent’s Basement Dropkick on the semi-conscious Polar Vortex.

Colleen Crowder: All right, are we done with this yet?

Johnny Suave: We’ll be back right after this.

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Johnny Suave: And we’re back on Extreme Political TV and-

POLAR VORTEX- THE ULTIMATE DECISIONSuddenly, a giant groundhog (or someone dressed in a groundhog costume) waddles down to the ring.

Johnny Suave: Hey look! Here comes PHIL! And he’s from Punxsutawney!

Colleen Crowder: Phil? What? Are we still doing this?

Johnny Suave: Hah! You said Kevin Daniels went to a better place. Would the Blue Brand have a giant groundhog come to the ring and…

The giant costumed groundhog pulls the Polar Vortex up…puts his head between his legs and places him upside…and then drops…

Johnny Suave: …PILEDRIVE the Polar Vortex! Oh…HOLY CRAP!

And that takes care of the Polar Vortex.

Colleen Crowder: Okay, are we done with this now?

Johnny Suave (facetiously): I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, that move ought to be banned…of course, we’re talking about the piledriver!

Crowder rolls her eyes and sighs.

Suave runs down the rest of the show… –Drama at Des Moines is one year away- the start of the road to Extreme Election Night 2020–Professor McCarthy comments from the Blue Brand Show in San Francisco last night–The Sports Entertainment Corporation: P.M.C. Banks and Kirk Walstreit vs. Rick Beam- Country Club Pro w/Pool Boy Pete and Jack from State Barn Insurance–Former Starbucks head honcho Howard Schultz speaks about 2020.–Mr. McMann tries to keep the Sports Entertainment Corporation together–Main Event: SNAFU vs. Jack Fraiser in a PCW Title #1 contender’s match–Next week’s D.C. Supershow preview

AVERAGE JOE INTERVIEW PCW backstage interviewer Blair Moise introduces Average Joe. Average Joe comes out in his bright yellow t-shirt with ‘Average Joe’ emblazoned in the front (think the shirt from the movie ‘Dodgeball’) and red shorts.

Average Joe tells Blair he’s very happy with the dawning of a new era in Political Championship Wrestling.

Blair asks about his opponent tonight. Average Joe says he has no clue who he is and where he came from except that he apparently arrived here on a big boat.

Cut back to Suave and Crowder at the broadcast table.

Johnny Suave: Let’s go to Kimber Marshall in the ring.

MATCH #1 – Average Joe vs. Billy ZaineKimber is in the ring and ready to roll.

Kimber Marshall: Representing Truckin’ Average Company…

Valet/Manager Tequila Sheila comes out next to her theme music.

‘Tequila Sheila’- Bobby Bare

‘Pour me another…tequila…

Sheila twirls around as the crowd shouts out: ‘SHEILA!”

Brad Company and Ken Worth-American Trucker appear first.

Average JoeHT: 6′ 2″ WT: 220 / HOME: Defiance, OH FIN: Average Slam

All three men shake hands and walk down to the ring.

Kimber Marshall: And his opponent…

Billy ZaineHT: 5’10” WT: 175 / HOME: Pittsburgh, PA

Zaine starts down to the ring dressed like the character Caladon Hockley in the movie ‘Titanic’- a stylish 1910’s vintage tuxedo with a white bow tie. Crowder calls him well-dressed, well-cultured and wonders what he’s doing in PCW.

Zaine reaches halfway down and suddenly veers over to the barricade. Suave wonders what he’s doing. He’d find out fast enough when Zaine plucks a young child from the crowd, holds him up in the air, and calls out…

Billy Zaine: I HAVE A CHILD!

With said child…that he has, Zaine takes off towards the ring.

Billy Zaine: I HAVE A CHILD!

Colleen Crowder: What the hell is going on here?

Johnny Suave: He has a child!

The parents jump the barricade and run after him. Zaine hits the ring and shows the child to the referee.

Billy Zaine: I HAVE A CHILD!

The referee just tells him to get in the ring already. He does. The child stays at ringside until his bewildered parents take him back to his seat.

Johnny Suave: All right, this Titanic struggle is under way.

*DING-DING*

Zaine taunts Average Joe that “I HAVE A CHILD!” Average Joe attacks and they brawl in the ring. Average Joe throws forearms and uppercuts, then boots Zaine down! He drags Zaine right back up and boots him back down. Zaine tackles Average Joe and they roll around in the ring. Back to their feet, Average Joe dropkicks Zaine’s legs out. Average Joe has Zaine set for the Average Slam. Zaine reverses into a small package. One…tw- easy kickout for Average Joe! Zaine shouts “I HAVE A CHILD!” again. Average Joe fires up the fans, runs the ropes and returns with BIG lariat! Cover, one…two…Zaine kicks out.

Johnny Suave: Billy Zaine started off fast early on but now it appears he’s hit an iceberg and he’s starting to tread water.

Colleen Crowder: What are you talking about?

Johnny Suave: I just have a sinking feeling this isn’t going to end well for Zaine.

Pumphandle slam by Average Joe and an Irish whip into the corner. Average Joe charges forward. Zaine grabs the ref and throws him in the way. Ref down. Zaine fights Average Joe off but charges right into a superkick! Cover…one…two…Zaine gets the shoulder up at 2.7.

Johnny Suave: Zaine is seriously listing now.

Colleen Crowder: You’re making references to the Titanic, aren’t you.

Average Joe drags Zaine up and plants him with the Average Slam. Cover…one…two…THREE!

*DING-DING-DING*

WINNER: Average Joe @ 3:02

Johnny Suave: Average Joe gets the win here on Extreme Political TV. That Average Slam literally broke Zaine in half and he floundered on the surface before his hopes sunk to the depths of the ocean.

Colleen Crowder: That’s oddly profound coming from you.

Post-match, Ken Worth and Brad Company hit the ring to celebrate with Average Joe. The child runs into the ring and kicks Zaine in the balls.

The referee spots something on the mat. He walks over and picks it up.

Close up- It’s a sparkly (and large) Heart of the Ocean necklace. He looks around and slips it in his pocket.

VIDEO: – The Kickoff of PCW’s 2012 Road Show Across America Tour. PCW Drama in Des Moines/Monday, January 3rd, 2012

The crowd chants, “PCW…PCW…PCW” as ‘The Voice of PCW’ Johnny Suave comes out.

Suave welcomes everyone to the start of PCW’s Road Show across America tour. Suave states tonight is the beginning of the long road to November’s PCW Extreme Election Night 2012.

Johnny Suave: The main event tonight is the Iowa Caucus Match which is going to be a wild free-for-all bunkhouse brawl match involving: ‘American Citizen’ Kevin Scott- representing Mitt Romney (R-MA), Farmer John- representing Michele Bachmann (R-MN), Magnum P.O.’d- Newt Gingrich (R-GA), Jim Schmidt- Ron Paul (R-TX), The Right Rev. Randy Richardson- Rick Santorum (R-PA), and Texas Jack- Rick Perry (R-TX)…

Suave says in one year it all begins again – the road to PCW Extreme Election Night 2020 – with Drama in Des Moines-Des Moines, Iowa Feb 3rd, 2020

Who’s officially in consideration to be the Progressive Alliance’s candidate for CEO: Cory Booker (NJ), Kamala Harris (CA), Julian Castro (TX), Tulsi Gabbard (HI), John Delaney (MD), Richard Ojeda (WV), former tech executive Andrew Yang (NY)

Who looking into being in: Elizabeth Warren (MA), Kirsten Gillibrand (NY), Pete Buttigieg (IN)

Who’s thinking about being in: Former PCW COO Joe Biden, billionaire Michael Bloomberg (NY), Sherrod Brown (OH), Amy Klobuchar (MN), and Bernie Sanders (VT).

Colleen Crowder: Any one of the candidates, potential candidates would be a huge improvement on PCW CEO Donald Trump.

Suave then notes that Trump is definitely in for 2020. Who else may jump into the race on the American Patriots’ side? William Weld (MA), Bob Corker (TN), Larry Hogan (MD), and John Kasich (OH).

Colleen Crowder: And even one of these four would be an improvement on Trump.

Suave introduces a video from last night’s Blue Brand show in San Francisco, California.

VIDEO: Professor McCarthy speaks at PWF Blue Brand Show last night.

In the ring with his Flock (The Green World Order, The Young Jerks, Codee Pink, Emily S. List) Berkeley, California Professor McCarthy holds up the ‘good book that spells out what’s correct and incorrect’ and denounces the deal made to separate the Red and Blue Brands completely from PCW. McCarthy calls the action giving ‘the fox complete free rein of the hen house.’

Professor McCarthy: For too long, Dawn McGill has been rewarded for her bad behavior and her incorrect views and actions. We must use any means necessary to punish her to make clear to everyone that if you don’t say the things that are correct to say we will shout you down…if you don’t do the things that are correct to do we will shut you down. You will conform to the politically correct things in this book or we will destroy you.

McCarthy declares PCW must be shut down and brought back under the Political Universe umbrella because it’s being run by ordinary people (ie…McGill) and ordinary people need us…the enlightened…the elite…their betters…to speak for them…to tell them what they need to do…what to say…what to think…and what to believe.

Johnny Suave: And there you have left wing fundamentalism in action.

Colleen Crowder: This has nothing to do with religion. What Professor McCarthy says makes perfect sense. At least, that’s what our narrative says.

Johnny Suave: Only if you’re a Washington, D.C. insider beltway elitist okay with what the status quo was before.

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**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

PCW RANKINGS

PCW Title Champion: The One Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism #1 Contender: Jack Fraiser #2 Contender: SNAFU #3 Contender: ‘American Citizen’ Kevin Scott #4 Contender: Average Joe

PCW Tag Team Title Champion: Weapons of Mass Destruction: A. Tom Bomb and Hy Drogen Bomb #1 Contender: Island of Misfit Wrestlers: Rah and Halitosis #2 Contender: The Dork Dynasty: Leonard and Sheldon Robertson #3 Contender: The Beer Bellied Softball Playing Ninja: Hank and Tiny #4 Contender: Truckin’ Average Company: Ken Worth-American Trucker and Brad Company

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HOWARD SCHULTZ SHOWS UPFormer Starbucks CEO Howard Schultz walks out on stage. Schultz tells the PCW fans he’s considering a run at becoming the next CEO as a ‘centrist’ independent. He explains he’s been a life-long supporter of the Progressive Alliance but when people look at both factions (American Patriots and the Progressive Alliance) people see extremes on both sides.

Howard Schultz: I want to see everyone win. I will be an independent person who will embrace those type of ideas because I’m not in bed with either side.

Schultz states he strongly disagrees with CEO Donald Trump on many issues but mainly, he feels people are exhausted with the extreme polarization between the factions.

Howard Schultz: Their trust has been broken. And they are looking for a better choice.

Schultz thanks the fans for their time and exits.

Crowder tells Suave this is a bad idea and his bid would draw people away from the Progressive Alliance working to Trump’s advantage.

Johnny Suave: Because having more choices is a bad thing?

Colleen Crowder: No. Because it increases the chances that Trump could get four more years as the CEO.

Johnny Suave: But if John Kasich did the same thing, you’d be okay with that.

Colleen Crowder: Yes. Because it-

Johnny Suave: …decreases the chances that Trump gets four more years.

Suave sends it backstage to Blair Moise.

REACTIONBlair Moise has an angry Neera Tanden, president of the Center for American Progress.

Neera Tanden: If he enters the race, I will start a Starbucks boycott because I’m not giving a penny that will end up in the coffers of a guy who will help Trump win in 2020.

Tanden stomps off in a huff. Then there’s an eclipse…no, wait…it’s Michael Moore. Moore says the same thing. If Schultz gets into the race, he will call for a boycott of Starbucks as well stating an independent bid for CEO that will ‘split the support’ of the Progressive Alliance is not acceptable.

Johnny Suave: Again, because more viable alternative choices for CEO than what the American Patriots and the Progressive Alliance give us is a bad thing.

Colleen Crowder: If the end result is four more years of Donald Trump at the top- yes.

MATCH #2- The Sports Entertainment Corporation: P.M.C. Banks and Kirk Walstreit vs. Rick Beam- Country Club Pro w/Pool Boy Pete and Jack from State Barn Insurance’Party Wherever We Go (SEC Theme Song)- Robert Randolph and the Family Band

‘Sports Entertainment Genius’ Mr. McMann walks out first followed by Banks and Walstreit. The official ‘Mouthpiece of the SEC’ Phil Finebaum joins them…then ‘Charlie Wrestling’ Charlie Blackwell, ‘Hollywood Bad Boy’ Justin Beaver, ‘Hollywood Bad Girl’ Miley Vyrus, and ‘Pop Songstress’ Taylor Switt.

Phil Finebaum: My faction is better than your faction and the SEC is the best!

Walstreit walks around holding up a velvet painting of ESPN’s Kirk Herbstreit.

Switt, of course, lugs her ever present guitar overfilled with white powder that leaves a trail behind her.

CSPN has their camera following every move the SEC makes.

Banks and Blackwell are the Political Universe Tag Team Champions. Blackwell faces ‘Red Solo Plastic Cup’ Ray McAvay next week at the D.C. Armory supershow for the Political Universe Title.

Johnny Suave: There’s a lot of internal turmoil going on with the SEC right now. Let’s see how things hold together in this match.

Ring Announcer Kimber Marshall introduces Beam, wearing a captain’s hat, dickey, and a suitable sports jacket, and Jack from State Barn Insurance, dressed in the usual red polo shirt and khaki pants, as both are already in the ring. Then she introduces the SEC.

The Sports Entertainment Corporation P.M.C. BanksHT: 6-0 WT: 240 / Gainesville, FL FIN: Bank Statement

Kirk Walstreit – ‘Wall Street Market Analyst with the Man Crush on ESPN’s Kirk Herbstreit.’ HT: 6’ 2” WT: 220, HOME: New York City, NY FIN: Stock Market Plunge

*DING-DING*

Banks and Beam start off. Elevated flapjack from Banks followed by a drop kick produces the first cover of the match. One…tw- strong kickout by Beam who bails from the ring. Banks dives over the top rope to tackle Beam. There’s a momentarily brawl outside before both men go back in the ring. Banks tags Walstreit in. He trades chops then kicks with Beam. Beam tags Jake in. Both he and Walstreit run the ropes until Walstreit hits a rolling cutter. Cover…one…two…-Jake kicks out. Walstreit avoids a corner rush and catches Jake with a million dollar bomb and tags Banks back in. Banks and Jake trade punches. Banks reverses a whip and slams Jake into the corner. They trade corner offense with Banks coming out on top. Banks gets whipped across the ring into the ropes. He ducks under and connects on a delayed bridging German suplex. Cover…one…two…Jake gets the shoulder up. Jake tags Beam back in.

Walstreit jumps in. He and Banks hits a sandwich super kick on Beam. Banks walks the ropes and takes out Jake while Walstreit, who apparently tagged in, hits a spinning slam on Beam. Cover…one…two…Beam gets the shoulder up. Walstreit sets Beam up for his finisher and drops him with the Stock Market Plunge. Banks races across the ring and takes Jake out. Cover…one…two…THREE!

*DING-DING-DING*

WINNER: The SEC: P.M.C. Banks and Kirk Walstreit at 3:15

POST-MATCHBanks and Walstreit high five in the ring. McMann and Finebaum join them but the victors give them a cool reception. Then Walstreit’s personal manager, Gordon Guyko, comes to the ring.

With the CSPN cameras running, Guyko tells McMann that he’s ‘lost his edge.’

Gordon Guyko: You used to be on the vanguard of the sports entertainment movement. You used to have a single-minded vision. And you’ve lost it.

Guyko apologizes to McMann but advises him that his services are no longer needed. He says Banks and Walstreit have signed on to a new company.

THUMP

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP

Pop. Big…big pop.

THUMP

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP

The crowd erupts when the video screen shows the door to a dressing room in the back. A police escort is waiting at the door. One of the policemen knocks on the door.

Policeman: “Ms. Berg. It’s time.”

Colleen Crowder (voiceover): What do you mean it’s time? It’s time for what?

The door opens and eight male bodyguards walk out of the dressing room encircling a petite 95 pound woman and her male assistant in the middle. The woman, dressed in a smart, dark business suit and heels, is busy talking on her cell phone. The man furiously scribbles down notes as the group makes their way towards the ring.

Also following the procession to the ring, PCW veterans Big Oil and four time PCW Champion Yamamoto Tanaka.

Big Oil- MGR: Texas Tex HT: 6′ 11″ WT: 323 / HOME: Houston, TX FIN: Oklahoma Driller (modified piledriver)

Yamamoto Tanaka- The Japanese SuperDestroyer HT: 6′ 9″ WT: 350 / HOME: Nagano, Japan FIN: Japanese Super Destroyer

THUMP

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP

Johnny Suave (v/o): THE SELF-MADE ENTREPRENEUR FROM NEW YORK CITY’S FINANCIAL DISTRICT IS COMING TO THE RING!

A huge roar greets the procession as it emerges from the back onto the stage and starts their way down the ramp.

Johnny Suave: THE PHENOMENON KNOWN AS-

The crowd is rocking and a chant of JILLLLLLLL-BERGGGGGG! JILLLLLLLL-BERGGGGGG! fills the arena.

Two of the bodyguards use a fire extinguisher to create a fog like effect as Jill walks through. Two others hold sparklers up in the air as she passes by.

Johnny Suave: JILL BERG IS HERE!

JILLLLLLLL-BERGGGGGG! JILLLLLLLL-BERGGGGGG!

Berg is helped into the ring and she shakes hands with Guyko.

Jill Berg: P.M.C. Banks. Kirk Walstreit. Welcome to JILL BERG ENTERPRISES!

Berg then turns to Charlie Blackwell and offers him a deal right there on the spot.

Johnny Suave: Berg is trying to poach Charlie Blackwell from the SEC?

Already incensed by the defections of Banks and Walstreit, ‘The Mouthpiece of the SEC’ Phil Finebaum pleads with Blackwell to turn her down flat.

Jill Berg: Well? We’re waiting.

Blackwell finally says no.

Berg shrugs. Banks and Walstreit attack Blackwell. Justin Beaver attacks Banks and Walstreit. Brief brawl until Big Oil clubs Beaver in the back…spins him upside down…spikes him with the Oklahoma Driller.

Johnny Suave: HOLY CRAP!

Beaver out on the mat. Tanaka wipes out Finebaum and McMann. Vyrus and Switt step back away from the carnage and wisely sit this one out.

Walstreit drags Blackwell to his feet…sets him up…and drops him with the Stock Market Plunge. Walstreit covers…Guyko makes the three count. Guyko snatches Blackwell’s Tag Team title belt and presents it to Kirk Walstreit.

Johnny Suave: And that is what you call a corporate takeover.

Colleen Crowder: Wait a minute. Where are the attorneys? Someone should be suing someone about this.

Jill Berg raises her hands in the air.

Johnny Suave: We’ll be back after this.

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**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

Extreme Attorneys Felcher and Felcher- ‘Seriously Bad Lawyers with Seriously Bad Combovers’

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Suave reviews PCW’s involvement in next week’s D.C. Armory supershow.

PCW Tag Team Title Match: Weapons of Mass Destruction: A. Tom Bomb and Hy Drogen Bomb © vs. The Dork Dynasty: Leonard and Sheldon Robertson.

Johnny Suave: These two tag teams met two weeks ago and the Dorks nearly pulled off the upset win.

REPLAY: WMD vs. The Dork Dynasty – 1/20/19 PCW Extreme Political TV

14th MINUTEAmy whips off her shirt.

Johnny Suave: WARDROBE MALFUNCTION! WARDROBE MALFUNCTION!

H-Bomb stares at Amy and shrugs.

Amy: Really?

Sheldon slides in from behind, schoolboy roll up. Referee down to the mat.

Johnny Suave: WE MAY HAVE NEW CHAMPIONS!

One…

Two…

Colleen Crowder: COME ON!

H-Bomb rolls through…

Johnny Suave: NO!

…and hooks the legs

One…

Two…

THREE.

*DING-DING-DING*

WINNER AND STILL PCW HEARTLAND TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: Weapons of Mass Destruction @ 13:20 (10:00 for television)

Suave announces the second match…

PCW Title Match: ‘The One Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism © vs. the winner of tonight’s match between SNAFU and Jack Fraiser.

SNAFU INTERVIEWBlair Moise welcomes SNAFU and his charismatic manager E.J. Flack.

Blair asks about the match. Flack responds this is what SNAFU has been working towards- a PCW title shot.

E.J. Flack: You’ll never hear me say good…or great…or excellent when I talk. You’ll hear me say ‘elite.’ Or and NARFLE THE GARTHOK!

Crowd: NARFLE THE GARTHOK!

E.J. Flack: In the PCW world, you want to compete for the PCW title. Period. This is the experience I want SNAFU to have. Tonight, he has a chance to earn that experience…to earn that title shot…to NARFLE THE GARTHOK on a larger scale.

Flack motions to SNAFU and both men move on.

JACK FRAISER INTERVIEWAs SNAFU moves along, Jack Fraiser slides in with a Molson in his hand.

Blair asks him about the match. Fraiser says it’s a big one and he plans on going all out to get a PCW title shot. Fraiser guzzles down the last of the Molson inside the can and tosses it away.

Jack Fraiser: I need to go get my Oootlander now.

So Fraiser exits.

MAIN EVENT/PCW TITLE #1 CONTENDER’S MATCH: SNAFU vs. Jack FraiserCut back to Suave and Crowder.

Johnny Suave: So now it comes down to this. SNAFU versus Jack Fraiser and the winner punches their ticket to meet ‘The One Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism next week in Washington D.C.

Colleen Crowder: None of these wrestlers are good enough to shine the shoes of the wrestlers at the Blue Brand.

Suave sends it to Kimber Marshall.

SNAFU, accompanied as always by Coach E.J. Flack, makes his way out on stage.

SNAFU HT: 5′ 11″ WT: 210 / HOME: Philadelphia, PA FIN: Philly FacebusterMGR: E.J. Flack

’Feel Invincible’- Skillet

The fans chant ‘SNAFU!…SNAFU! as he and Flack make their way to the ring.

The video screen comes to life:

It’s 1946 in the Scottish Highlands.

On the hill of Irish na Dun, British nurse Blaire Rendell hears the tell-tale buzzing sound as she approaches the standing stones. This makes her very happy.]

Blaire Rendell (Scottish accent): Soon, I’ll be back with my true love Jamie and I will be truly happy once again in eighteen century Scotland.

Blaire goes to the standing stones where the buzzing sound gets louder and louder. Soon she faints and falls to the ground. When she wakes up…

Blaire nearly jumps in the air when she encounters a man dressed in heavy plaid lumberjack shirt, a warm coat, and a tuque.

Blaire Rendell: Wh-who the hell are you? And where the hell am I?

Jack Fraiser: My name is Jack Fraiser. You are in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan Canada.

Blaire Rendell: Saskatoon…Saskatchewan Canada? That can’t be true. I’m supposed to be in Scotland.

[A hockey puck comes flying by just barely missing both of them.]

Blaire Rendell: What the *BLEEP*!

Jack Fraiser: Nope. This is definitely Canada.

Jack Fraiser AGE: 24 / HT: 6”3” WT: 205 / HOME: Saskatoon, Saskatchewan FIN: Canadian National RailawayValet: ‘Oootlander Blaire Rendell

Johnny Suave: SNAFU has been here before. SNAFU has held the PCW Television title. Tonight, he’s gunning for the big one…the PCW Title. Jack Fraiser is still learning and he’s been knocking on the door. Can he take the next step tonight?

Colleen isn’t paying attention. She’s filing her nails.

E.J. Flack jumps onto the ring apron and fires up the crowd.

E.J. Flack: NARFLE THE GARTHOK!

Crowd: NARFLE THE GARTHOK!

*DING-DING*

Johnny Suave: Here we go!

1st MINUTECollar and elbow tie up. Both men jockey for position. Side head lock from SNAFU, he lands a kick but tries a shoulder block and Fraiser floors him. SNAFU back with a step up hurricanrana. He hits a second hurricanrana and hooks the legs.

One…

Two…

Fraiser kicks out. Both men trade blows in the center of the ring, then shoulder blocks.

Johnny Suave: Back and forth early on. Both men know that with American Citizen Kevin Scott lurking that the road to the title gets a lot harder if they can’t win tonight.

2nd MINUTEFraiser takes down SNAFU with a tilt head scissors. Scoop slam from Fraiser. Neck breaker from Fraiser. Fraiser covers.

One…

Two-SNAFU kicks out.

Fraiser punches SNAFU. SNAFU fires back with a gut wrench release power bomb to take control. SNAFU attacks with punches on the mat.

Johnny Suave: This action is ferocious.

Crowder continues to file her nails and ignore the match.

Johnny Suave: But not as ferocious as Colleen attacking her nails.

3rd MINUTEFraiser goes over and clocks Flack on the ring apron. Flack starts to come in but the referee sees him and goes over to stop him. That allows Blaire to sneak in and kick SNAFU in the balls.

Johnny Suave: HOLY CRAP!

Fraiser rolls him up and gets the referee’s attention.

One…

Two…

SNAFU kicks out and rakes Fraiser in the eyes. SNAFU rolls out and takes five.

Johnny Suave: Good move on SNAFU’s part. He knows Fraiser is getting momentum and this is one way to slow it down.

4th MINUTESNAFU back in after conferring with Flack. Quick go behind from SNAFU. Both men trade wrist locks, then leg sweeps and covers for the traditional standoff.

Johnny Suave: These guys are pretty evenly matched.

Crowder again does not respond. But she does react when the PCW Champion ‘The One Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism arrives at the broadcast table.

Stone Chism: Dawn McGill says if you’re not going to discuss the match and just file your nails then you can leave and I will.

Crowder becomes irate and starts to argue with Chism. She refuses to leave. Chism simply tips the chair and causes Crowder to tumble off. Then he sits down.

Stone Chism: Johnny, I wanted to come down anyways and scout these two.

Crowder unloads a torrent of obscenities and demands Chism relinquish the chair. He doesn’t.

Suave tries to ignore her and discuss the match with Chism. Suave repeats his opinion that SNAFU and Fraiser are evenly matched and will give Chism a good match next week. Chism agrees.

5th MINUTECrowder finally gives up and stomps off to the back…

…

9th MINUTESNAFU, brandishing a chair thanks to E.J. Flack, smacks Fraiser in the back with the chair. He grabs a wrist lock and takes Fraiser down with an arm drag. But Fraiser avoids further offense and connects on his own springboard corkscrew plancha. Fraiser scrambles over for the pinfall.

One…

Two…

SNAFU gets the shoulder up. Side slam from Fraiser and another cover.

One…

Two…

Again SNAFU gets a shoulder up. Fraiser pulls him up and then hits a backwards power slam. Cover.

One…

Two…

SNAFU kicks out and rolls out of the ring.

Johnny Suave: THAT WAS CLOSE!

Stone Chism: Jack Fraiser has improved a lot over the past year. That was an impressive sequence.

10th MINUTEBlaire Rendell gets in SNAFU’s face on the outside. That allows Fraiser to climb up to the top rope. He gets ready to jump but Flack runs over and whacks the top rope. Fraiser loses his balance and crotches himself on the top rope. SNAFU back in…top rope neckbreaker. Cover.

One…

Two…

Fraiser gets the shoulder up and counters an Irish whip with a hand stand springboard knee strike. He hooks the legs.

One…

Two…

TH-no…SNAFU kicks out. Fraiser tries a side slam. SNAFU counters with a tilt a whirl head scissors. Then Flack throws him another chair and *BLAM* Fraiser crumples to the mat. Cover.

One…

Two…*BLAM* Rendell in the ring and she nails SNAFU with a chair. Flack runs in…*BLAM* he gets clocked by the chair. Fraiser goes to cover but the referee is trying to get Rendell out of the ring.

11th MINUTEFraiser sets SNAFU for his finisher. He sticks SNAFU in the corner and goes to the opposite side. He chugs forward and slams into SNAFU at full speed.

Johnny Suave: CANADIAN NATIONAL RAIL-AWAY!

SNAFU tips forward face first. Fraiser turns him over. Cover.

One…

Two…

THREE!

*DING-DING-DING*

Johnny Suave: FRAISER DID IT! FRAISER DID IT!

WINNER AND NEW #1 CONTENDER: Jack Fraiser @ 10:19

Johnny Suave: Jack Frasier will meet this man, PCW Champion Stone Chism for the title next week in Washington D.C. Stone?

Stone Chism: Jack earned it. I’m looking forward to the match next week.

Suave thanks everyone for tuning in. Next week, PCW matches taped at the D.C. Armory supershow plus ‘Red Solo Plastic Cup’ Ray McAvay defends the Political Universe Title against Charlie Blackwell.

Johnny Suave: Next week on PCW Extreme Political TV. See you then.

[‘Trumpet Concerto No. 2 in D major – 3 Allegro assai’ begins to play in the background and P-SPAN quickly cuts away to another political event.]

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favorite lyric from every fob song

i’m so sorry this is so long please skip this is mainly for me to be able to reference

*songs with incredible lyrics throughout that it was extra hard to choose one or two

honorable mention: and maybe next time/i’ll remember not to tell you something stupid like I’ll never leave your side

calm before the storm: you said, between your smiles and regrets: “don’t say it’s over.”

switchblades and infidelity: walking out on the show is walking out on you/and walking out on you’s still the best thing that I ever did.

pretty in punk: well I’ve seen your boyfriend/and i don’t think he treats you right/but that’s none of my business is it?

growing up*: i’ve dried my eyes, now it’s “rushmore”/i’m deep with futures like chicago/no, glenview never meant a thing to me/she never meant a thing to me

the world’s not waiting (for five tired boys in a broken down van): we’re all “hasbeens” and “never-were’s”

short, fast and loud: good god i wish i was tall

moving pictures: where can I go when I want you around/but I can’t stand to be around you

parker lewis can’t lose (but i’m gonna give it my best shot): in the meantime just talking with my shoes/converse with my converse

tell that mick: stop burning bridges and drive off of them

dead on arrival: i know I’m not your favorite record/but the songs you grow to like never stick at first

grand theft autumn: you need him/i could be him

saturday: and i read about the afterlife/but I never really lived

homesick at space camp: landing on a runway in chicago and I’m grounding all my dreams/of ever really seeing california

sending postcards: when you go i will forget everything about you

chicago is so two years ago*: she took me down and said:/“boys like you are overrated. so save your breath." bonus: with every breath i wish your body will be broken again

the pros and cons of breathing: i want to hate you half as much as i hate myself

grenade jumper: living like life’s going out of style.

reinventing the wheel: i can’t wake up to these reminders of who i am:/a failure at everything… 18 going on extinct.

patron saint*: and when it all goes to hell/and when it all goes.

my heart is the worst kind of weapon: we are salt - you are the wound

it’s not a side effect: and think of all the places/where you’ve been lost/and then found…out/in between my sheets/in between the rights and the wrongs

our lawyer: we’re only good cause you can have almost famous friends

gin joints: i used to waste my time dreaming of being alive (now i only waste it dreaming of you)

dance, dance: joe trohman is lame

sugar: isn’t it messed up how i’m just dying to be him?

nobody puts baby in the corner: you look so good in blue

dark alley: joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends”

atavan halen: i’ll be stuck fixated on one star/when the world is crashing down

sophomore slump*: cause i swear i’d burn this city down to show you the light

champagne: they say, “you want a war? you’ve got a war.”/but who are you fighting for?

i slept with: douse yourself in cheap perfume it’s/so fitting, so fitting of the way you are

sixteen candles*: she said, she said, she said, “why don’t you just drop dead?" bonus: so say what are you waiting for?/kiss her, kiss her

get busy*: i used to obsess over living,/now I only obsess over you

XO: to the "love”, i left my conscience pressed/between the pages of the bible in the drawer

snitches and walkers: show me a starry-eyed kid/i will break his jaw

the music or the misery*: it’s true romance is dead, i shot it in the chest then in the head. bonus: and if you wanna go down in history then i’m your prince bonus bonus: i went to sleep a poet, and i woke up a fraud

thriller: i can take your problems away with a nod and a wave/of my hand, ‘cause that’s just the kind of boy that i am

take over, breaks over: don’t pretend you ever forgot about me.

arms race: i wrote the gospel on giving up/(you look pretty sinking)

me & you: the best way/to make it through/with hearts and wrists intact/is to realize/two out of three ain’t bad/ain’t bad

hum hallelujah*: i thought I loved you/it was just how you looked in the light.

golden: and i knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me

thnks fr th mmrs: get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes

don’t you know: i could learn to pity fools as I’m the worst of all/and i can’t stop feeling sorry for myself

the after life of the party: put love on hold,/young hollywood is on the other line

tunnel of love: got postcards from my former selves saying: “how’ve you been?”

doldrums: you’re wrong/are we all wrong?

fame > infamy: “there’s too much green to feel blue”

you’re crashing*: the headline reads “the man hangs”, but the jury doesn't bonus: baby boy can’t lift his headache head

ringing in my ears: new york eyes, chicago thighs

ginasfs: threw caution to the wind,/but i’ve got a lousy arm

hard to say: but don’t get the wrong idea/we’re gonna shoot you

lullabye: when you wake up the world will come around

disloyal order*: what a match, i’m half doomed and you’re semi-sweet bonus: boycott love/ detox just to retox

i don’t care: say my name and his in the same breath/i dare you to say they taste the same

winona: bop bop ba dop

america’s suitehearts: why won’t the world revolve around me?

headfirst slide: i don’t just want to be a footnote in someone else’s happiness

(shipped) gold standard: plant palm trees on lake michigan before it gets cold/i gotta feel the wind chill again before i get old

(coffee’s for closers)*: i will never believe in anything again/though change will come

donnie: i’m the one/who charmed the one/who gave up on you

27: you’re a bottled star/the planets align/you’re just like mars/you shine in the sky

tiffany blews: dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city

wams*: what makes you so special?/i’m gonna leave you/i’m gonna teach you/how we’re all alone

nosebleed: goes to the desert the same war his dad rehearsed/came back with flags on coffins and said,/”we won, oh we won.“

west coast smoker: got my degree in the gutter,/my heart broken in the dorms of the ivy league

pavlove: i want to make you as lonely as me/so you can get, get addicted to this

the phoenix: wearing our vintage misery/no, i think it looked a little better on me

light em up: a constellation of tears on your lashes/burn everything you love, then burn the ashes

alone together: but i don’t think i’m coming home and i said/i’ll check in tomorrow if i don’t wake up dead

where did the party go: my old aches become new again/my old friends become exes again

just one yesterday: letting people down is my thing, baby/find yourself a new gig/this town ain’t big enough for two of us

the mighty fall: two’s a whole lot lonelier than one

miss missing you*: baby, you were my picket fence bonus: i will sing to you every day/if it will take away the pain

death valley: undress to impress/you can wear the crown but you’re no princess

young volcanoes: come on make it easy/say i never mattered (basic ik)

rat a tat*: i’m the lonelier version of you/i just don’t know where it went wrong \

srar: how’d it get to be only me?/like i’m the last damn kid still kicking/that still believes

the king is dead: the may never think and wonder why, dear christ/every time i see you i just want to paint the walls white

art of keeping up disappearances: erase the conclusion/but never meant to clear up/any of the confusion

hot to the touch: if it’s never been broken/can’t believe in it/now you’re just a problem/for someone else to fix

love, sex, death: but out of every pretty pretty miscalculation/you have got to be my all-time favorite

eternal summer: i can’t do this again/i need more oxygen

demigods: what if we were demigods?/they’d take to our knees/raging at the half of our sins

american made: when i was younger i couldn’t wait for the days to pass/now i know they’ll never last/and i just want my childhood back

caffeine cold: don’t breathe life into a monster then/complain when he destroys it all again

irresistible: too many war wounds and not enough wars/too few rounds in the ring and not enough settled scores/too many sharks, not enough blood in the waves

ab/ap: i think i. i fell in love again/maybe i just took too much cough medicine

centuries: heavy metal broke my heart bonus: we are the poisoned youth

the kids aren’t alright*: and i still feel that rush in my veins./it twists my head just a bit too thin./all those people in those old photographs I’ve seen are dead.

uma thurman: the end of the fucking song

jet pack blues*: did you ever love her? do you know?/or did you never want to be alone?

novocaine: if you knew, knew what the bluebirds sang at you,/you would never sing along

4th of july: you are my favorite "what if”/you are my best “I’ll never know”

favorite record: and i confessed, confessed to you/riding shotgun underneath the purple skies

immortals: i try to picture me without you but i can’t

hotel in nyc: a birth and a death on the same day/and honey I only appeared so i can fade away/i wanna throw my hands in the air and scream/and i could just die laughing on your spiral of shame

young and menace?? champion?? i’m sorry who?? what?? huh???

hold me tight or don’t: i got too high again/when i realized i can’t not be with you/or be just your friend/i love you to death but i just can’t/i just can’t pretend/we were lovers first/confidants but never friends/were we ever friends?

the last of the real ones: 'cause you’re the last of a dying breed/write our names in the wet concrete

7-9 legendary: i want to choke (u)/and get sick off of you/like secondhand smoke

alpha dog: i want to put the midwest home again

austin we have a problem: i gave you pretentious./i gave you indifference, but you only wanted undressed and defenseless. bonus: hey! everyone’s an underdog.

catch me if you can: oh dear lord,/please let me into heaven, for just an afternoon.

from now on we are enemies: a composer but never composed/singing the symphonies of the overdosed

guilty as charged: i got greater expectations than oliver twist

hand of god*: it’s not gossip if it’s the truth/i’m sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to

lake effect kid*: i’ve got the skyline in my veins/forget your night times/summer love on a gurney with a squeaky wheel/and joke us, joke us/till lakeshore drive comes back into focus

mskwyditd (demo)*: we sold our souls in dark hotel rooms/we slip tongues and lie like “i will see you soon”

star 67: maybe we could talk this over/but i swear to god/and i’ll have this phone to my head.

we don’t take hits, we write them: and my life is holding our heads to this gun/you and your new boy think you can come in and keep me off, but you’re wrong

yule shoot your eye out: and all i want this year is for you to dedicate your last breath to me/before you bury yourself alive

#fall out boy #fob #fall out boy lyrics #fob lyrics #evening out with your girlfriend #take this to your grave #from under the cork tree #infinity on high #folie a deux #save rock and roll #american beauty/ american psycho #mania #reference #mine

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Chapter 16: Rules

One of the reasons I liked Ari so much was that though we differed in opinion about many things (like which are the best comics) and though we had what might seem from the outside as diametrically opposed outlooks on life (his was much darker than mine; in fact he once claimed that brooding was healthy because it was good exercise for his eyebrows) and though he enjoyed yanking my chain about a lot of things, when it came down to it he made me laugh more than just about any other person on the planet. We were like seatbelts: we just clicked. He might not have thought so himself, but he had a big imagination and was very thoughtful and philosophical and funny and sensitive and kind. There was also a sadness in him that he tried to hide from me, but I could see it in his eyes sometimes. We never talked about it, though. He was better at not talking about things than I was.

In truth, I liked it when he argued with me (though argue isn’t really the right word, since we never got angry at each other; debate would be more accurate). And I especially liked when I was able to win him over. I’d been on Debate and Speech teams since middle school so he must have known that he never stood a chance when I got into that point-counterpoint mode but he never got cranky with me. (Or if he did, I knew it was all for show).

One area where he eventually came around to my way of thinking was my thing about liking rules. I have a general respect for rules and discipline and technique. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a pro-fascist or anything like that and I like the idea of chaos and nihilism just as much as the next teenager longing for independence. And I also know that breaking the rules is fun, too, and often a necessity in creating art and living the life you want to live. But I can see why rules are useful, too, especially if they grant you freedom within structure. I think your brain starts working differently if you’re trying to compose a sonnet in iambic pentameter vs if you’re writing a stream of consciousness journal entry. Neither is better or worse, but rules can be part of the fun and the challenge.

My thing with liking to cuss, for example. I liked cussing but knew that I wouldn’t relish it quite as much if my parents allowed me to throw around f-bombs any old effing time I felt like it. Or my thing about not liking to wear shoes. Who was the puritanical jerk who decided that it’s a Western societal norm that everyone has to wear shoes everywhere they go, anyway? If I want to take my shoes off outside or on the bus or in church or in the movie theater and I’m not hurting or offending anyone by letting my toes feel the wind and sun and air, why should I keep my shoes on when they cause me nothing but torture and discomfort? When did taking off your shoes in public become as bad as breaking one of the Ten Commandments? And it’s a good general life rule to follow in Jesus’ footsteps, right? I just choose a literal interpretation of that since he didn’t wear shoes either.

But where things like games were concerned, I liked rules. I thought of rules as being like a container or a cup for water (in this metaphor water=fun and freedom). Without the container, what do you get? Just liquid spilled all over the front of your shirt.

I liked coming up with new games for us, with the caveat that we played by the self-established rules. The first game we made up together was the shoe toss game (or as I named it: Urban Javelshoe). It started out simply because I felt like throwing my shoes around (because shoes are a nuisance and may as well be walloped for all the good they serve). At first he griped at me because I wanted to measure with chalk exactly how far each of us could throw our shoes on the street. He said it took away the fun, which to him was the act of throwing. I argued that the fun was not just the throwing, but the whole system we created together: deciding how many tosses we made per set, using chalk and a tape measure to record each of our throws, deciding how many sets qualified for a win. Just throwing shoes around for no reason? Plebian. This was much more interesting and systematic and fun. He came around, eventually. And though I won the game, he ended up having the longest recorded toss, which I could tell he was secretly pleased about.

Here are some of the other games we made up that summer:

Tap-Out. One of us would tap or punch out the beat to a song on the other person’s arm and the other would try and guess the song just based on the rhythm. We’d decide on the genre (such as Top 40 or The Beatles) and if the person didn’t guess right after three tap-outs then the tapper could hum the rhythm once (with no varied notes, just the rhythm on one straight note). After five rounds, the winner got to choose which music we listened to all afternoon.

Lava Ground. We’d play this in the yard or up in my room. You’d have to leap from place to place and land on furniture, cushions, pillows, clothes, shoes or basically whatever you could maneuver to land on as long as you didn’t touch the ground (because it was made of lava). If your bare skin touched the ground you had to act out a horrific death. The loser also had to clean up everything that we ended up spreading out on the floor or grass.

Passenger Palaver. We’d come up with stories about our fellow passengers during our afternoon bus rides. At first there were no rules but then I decided that one of us should make up a line or phrase for the story and the person telling the story would have to somehow include that phrase. Or sometimes we’d trade off after each line, making up the story together as we went along.

The Superhero Origin Generator. We’d go around my house and each of us would pick out two objects (such as a rolling pin and toothbrush). The other person would then have to make up how those two objects led to the creation of a superhero’s powers. For example: Mikey’s mother is a baker. One day her collection of rolling pins falls on her head and she tragically dies before young Mikey’s very own eyes. He grows up hating anything sweet. He despises cakes and donuts and cookies because they remind him of his dead mom. As a result, he becomes obsessed with brushing his teeth and never has a single cavity. But one day he has a mysterious tooth ache so he goes to a dentist’s check up. He doesn’t know that this dentist is in fact evil and while he’s in the dentist’s chair getting his teeth X-rayed, the evil dentist Dr. X turns up the machine to unprecedented levels. Mikey’s teeth become radioactive blasters. After that, every time he smiles, it unleashes a ray of toxic light more powerful than the sun. From that day forward he becomes: Gamma Tooth Man. If something we came up was particularly good we might make our own comic about it. Ari wasn’t much of an artist, so I’d draw and he’d come up with action, dialogue and concept. We made a good team.

Telenovela Lipread. We’d put a soap opera on silent and make up our own lines of dialogue. The only rule was that each character needed its own distinct voice or accent. Ari was surprisingly good at playing naïve love struck heroines (ironically, of course).

One day, after I’d just finished reading all of The Lord of the Rings books, I got the idea that Ari and I should make up our own language, like Elvish.

When I told Ari about my idea, he snorted and said, “So you’d rather make up an entirely new language than learn Spanish? You really hate Spanish that much?”

“If we had our own language we could write each other notes and letters and be the only ones who understand them. If they’re in Spanish our parents could snoop.”

“If you wanted to write in secret you could just make up a code, not a whole new language. That seems like a lot of work.”

“If Tolkien could do it how hard can it actually be?”

“How the hell do you go about making up a new language anyway?”

“I’m not sure. We might have to do some research.”

“Research? During the summer? For no other reason than you think it would be cool to undertake the massively insane project of inventing a new language?”

“Yeah. We’d be be like C-3PO when R2-D2 beeps and no one else knows what he’s saying.”

“Yes, but they’re talking in droidspeak. It’s probably just randomly generated gobbledygook.”

“Or maybe it’s as poetic as Shakespeare. But we’ll never know. Don’t you want to know what it’s like to speak a language only one other person on the planet understands?”

“It sounds exclusionary. I’m a man of the people.”

“You’re a man of the lazy. Come on, let’s go to the library so I can search the card catalogue about books on linguistics.”

So we went to the library. I love the library. I love the card catalogue. It makes finding the perfect book like going on a treasure hunt. While I was talking to the librarian, Ari wandered away from the desk and told me he was going to look around. No card catalogue for him, he was a browser.

It took awhile but I eventually located some potentially useful book on linguistics and went looking for Ari. I looked in every section I thought he would be, but he had vanished; I even looked in the bathroom and outside on the street. I went up to the 2nd floor and he wasn’t there. I looked on the 1st floor again. Nothing. I was starting to get worried. I went down to the ground floor level and that’s when I finally spotted him. He was sitting at the microfilm reader of all things. I went up to him to see what he was looking at.

“Hey,” I said.

He jumped. I guess I’d startled him.

“What are you looking at?”

“Nothing. Just old newspapers and stuff. I didn’t realize they had all these old articles on microfilm down here. The librarian just told me about it.”

“Anything in particular you’re looking at?”

“No, just browsing.”

“Just browsing El Paso Times articles from ten years ago for fun? And you call me the weird one?”

“Whatever. I thought it might be cool. Like a time machine or something. Are you done? We can leave.”

He pulled the film he was looking at out of the reader and returned it. I also saw that he had a book with him.

“What’s that book? You going to check it out?”

“It’s nothing. Just about the Vietnam War. I was just flipping through it while I waited for you.”

He put the book back on a return cart and we left. On the way home he didn’t talk much and I could tell something was bothering him. But he didn’t tell me what it was and I didn’t press him on it, even though I really wanted to. Like I said, he was better at not talking about things than I was. I thought maybe if we had our own secret language made up already he’d want to talk to me, but I knew that was wishful thinking. We’d only been friends for about a month, but I’d already guessed what most of his rules were.

#ari and dante fic #aaddtsotu

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pka42 · 7 years

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What I'm writing

Do Dis: List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on. This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, whatever.

Tagged by @fragile-teacup . Thank you for reminding me of my endless WIPs. *sighs*

Let's start with the WIPs that are already partially on AO3, yes?

1) The Tenderness of the Wolves is my Hannigram meets Skyrim AU that I have neglected for five months now. FIVE MONTHS? Not because I have run out of ideas (at least the next four chapters are planned ahead), but because it has taken me so long. I have to work myself into the story again, and that will take a while. But I am planning to continue this!

2) Taking a Strange Path is the Strangepath fic that I started shortly after Dr. Strange came out. Since then the 2nd season of The Path aired and gave me some fresh ideas. Although I still know exactly how this pretty short fic will end I have not yet found a pleasant way to write it down. Will probably take me about three more chapters.

3) 50 Shades of Tartare is my Hannibal/50 Shades Darker AU that I still love and love to write. The next chapter is going to be lots of boring conversations, though, so I've been avoiding that. Doesn't help that not many people seem interested in it. Not many more chapters to go, though, so I should actually finish this at some point.

4) The Lovers is the werewolf Hannibal fic @szayel1313 wished for. I'm very excited to continue this one, because there are some surprises that I personally wanted to write for MONTHS. I will work on this next to 50 Shades after I've finished the other giveaway fic. Which brings me to...

WIP fics that are not yet published!

1) The giveaway fic for @kellucydar, called Judgment. It's going to involve lots of teasing!Will, angst and smut. I hope to have that one finished by Sunday. May become more than one chapter long if it takes on a life of its own.

2) A Marlana fic that has the working title Bougainvillea. Post-S3, from Alana's perspective, describing the new life she's built with Margot and Morgan (and Applesauce!) in California. Angst and hopefulness. Have been working on that one forever, but I occasionally forget about it.

3) Planting the Seed which... picks up on the ideas I introduced in Meoto Yunomi. Post-S3, Will has recurring dreams of being pregnant (in 'normal' Hannibalverse without mpreg or ABO or what have you). Hannibal is being all metaphorical and shit. Suffering and smut, my favorite blend! : D

4) I'm also still working on Irreversible, the Irrepressible sequel. I've been having ideas about a one-shot set after Irrepressible that may link the two. After the Elbphilharmonie finally got finished a few months ago, I thought I may pick this up and, you know, now that I'm actually living in Hamburg which I didn't dream of when I wrote Irrepressible, I may actually write convincing city descriptions! No name yet, though I should probably name it 'Irregularly', just because that describes my fic posting behavior quite well.

5) A Kintsukuroi timestamp @fragile-teacup prompted me for months ago. It’s hard, because it has to be fluffy and all the other timestamps were pure smut so far. : D 6) A Hannibal/Bambi AU that I've been working on and off for... a year now? It's just too perfect. Very low priority, though.

7) A document full of ideas, dialogues and even whole scenes, many of them set in Cuba. Not a real project, though. I may just scavenge around in there for other fics.

That should be it, I think! Lots of stuff to write, but once I finish the WIPs that I've already put out on AO3 I should have some more breathing room. That said, though, there are new giveaway fics coming soon...

Going to tag @bonearenaofmyskull because I'm always greedy to hear more about her WIPs.

#get tekt #my fic

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Ok so I think I’m honestly just going to submit this because this is probably going to be long and the ask box can be a bit annoying.

So here we go ^^

If both story and writing style are important to you YOU NEED to check out the handmaids tale by margaret atwood! I don’t think there are many authors who combine the two as well as she does tbh. Tht is a bit slow paced (but NOWHERE near as much as atlwcs) but her writing is honestly everything and the atmosphere! Oh my gosh she’s so good at creating the right atmosphere. You know how dystopias often feel kind of unrealistic? This one feels scarily plausible (atwood actually didn’t include anything that didn’t exist somewhere at some point in history) and honestly with the way politics are atm, it’s actually pretty relevant. Her main character isn’t some badass bitch that conspires to take down the system either but a breathing flawed human being who feels incredibly real.

Also literary fiction but with a completely different approach are life after life by kate atkinson and station eleven by emily st. john mandel. I’ve read lal some time ago but I just remember being absolutely hooked. Super shortly put it’s about the main character (a woman born in 1910) who gets to live her life again and again with full knowledge of her previous lives. The story is super engaging and addictive and the plot is so so intricately constructed. Her style is really elegant but the structure’s even more so, there are so many timelines (taking place in alternative realities nonetheless) and so many recurrent themes but she makes it work so well! It also asks some really interesting questions about the definition of living a “right” life, individual responsibility and how much agency an individual really has and how much in life is up to circumstances/out of a persons hand.

Station eleven is about so many things at once but it mainly takes place in north america in the time during and after an apocalypse (not the dramatic zombie kind, but it’s literally just some flue if I remember correctly). It has a lot of different povs and timelines but as in lal it’s awe inspiringly elegantly organized. A central theme is definitely the importance of stories and storytelling for humanity as well as individuals, for example the book focuses partly on a shakespearian theatre company touring the post apocalyptical usa, but there are also multiple narratives relating to a comic book (it’s creator, it’s consumers, the people who derive meaning from it), an aspiring actor in the days before the apocalypse and the cost of fame etc and all the narratives are related to another and slowly come together as the novel progresses.

For space related stuff: consider checking out the book of strange new things by michel faber. The synopsis sounds incredibly weird, it’s literally about a priest assigned to convert aliens who has to leave his wife back on earth for his mission. But it’s actually equal parts literary and science fiction and a metaphor for the relationship between the author and his wife who was dying of cancer as he wrote the book (I honestly cried as I read the interview in which he said that). It’s super hard to describe so you should probably just read some reviews to get a feel for it. Ah and it’s also very readable if you aren’t religious even though the main character is a priest (I’m not religious and really enjoyed it and I’m pretty sure the author himself is an atheist (it deals very respectfully with religion though)). I think I like it slightly less than tht, lal and station eleven but it’s still a really great book and the concept is really something else and it’s space related too, so I figured why not include it. Also the covers of the canongate versions are gorgeous af (and maybe the reason I bought it in the first place)

I’ve only ever read the german translation (the original is czech I think), but if you are into books with more of a philosophical approach read the unbearable lightness of being by milan kundera! I read this like three years ago and I have no idea how to summarise this but it’s really interesting

Another author I’ve only ever read in german is italo calvino (originally italian) of whom I really enjoyed if on a winters night a traveller and invisible cities. Invisible cities is a novella/poetry collection so it’s probably not everyone’s sort of thing but I really enjoy the images he creates. and ioawnat is really something else (it’s also written in 2nd person and I read it before I started reading fanfiction, so I found it very hard to get into at first). I really enjoyed the way he plays with different writing styles and the narrative structure (which is super complex, it’s sort of a book in a book in a book in a book…?) and it’s kind of a postmodern classic, so reading it does make you feel smart lol, but I probably wouldn’t recommend it if you’re in a reading slump, since calvino isn’t very plot or character driven.

Idk if you are into comics/graphic novels, but if yes: the sandman by neil gaiman! The first few issues are a bit weaker than the rest but it’s probably the best fantasy related series I’ve ever read. also if you should read it start with the main series and none of the prequels/spinoffs, it gets super confusing otherwise, and the artist changes all few issues/each arc to reflect the mood of the story which I think is super cool.

Space related and also comics/graphic novels: saga by brian k. vaughan and fiona staples, ok this one is super hard to summarise but imagine romeo and juliet in space paired with star wars and game of thrones? The art is probably my favorite ever but it’s also very explicit and gory (think game of thrones) which honestly took me a while to get used to (but I’m also a bit of a chicken when it comes to this stuff). It’s really really good though and the plot keeps you on edge, unlike sandman the series is still ongoing though.

Also wuthering heights by emily bronte is one of the best things ever written, just saying.

Aaaand if you are into chick flick/cutesy stuff fangirl by rainbow rowell is great!

I can’t believe this got so long, ugh I’m powerless against procrastination sdhfjkl :’). Anyways I hope some of these sound at least kind of interesting to you!

- coffee

DAMN I GOT SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW ALL THESE RECS OMG -

okay, I am definitely intrigued by the handmaids tale. I tried not to read the reviews too much but they seemed to find the plot quite compelling and that definitely caught my attention. also, someone commented about the blind assassin by the same author. have you read this one? it seems quite interesting as well :)

oh boy, life after life sounds very interesting. I saw a few reviews and they seem mixed, but I am still going to keep it in mind. and station eleven... I read the summary and !!! I love it already!! I adore apocalyptic universes and this seems to be a very original take on it. I might read this one first. ^^

ALSO ADULT SCI-FI, THANK YOU FOR THAT REC. yes it’s strange, and that’s what draws me to this book. :)) oh and I did read milan kundera’s book a few years back! it was actually a school assignment, and I ended up enjoying it a lot. I should give it another try though, because I think I would understand it differently now.

also!!! neil gaiman!! I’ve had his books on pending for ages, so thank you for reminding me about him. even though I have never read a graphic novel, I do enjoy mangas so I’ll probably enjoy this one quite a lot. ^^

AJLSD I THINK A FRIEND ACTUALLY READ SAGA AND WAS REALLY ENJOYING IT. the reviews are also astonishing! will def keep it in mind as well.

emily bronte is another author I’ve had in my pendings for a while (sorry sorry) and even though I haven’t read fangirl, I do know the author and I remember enjoying eleanor & park when I was younger. I might give it a try, even though I’m not sure if I’ll enjoy her style in the same way now :’D

anyway, thank you for all these recs. I think the handmaid’s tale and station eleven are on top of the list (for now). it depends on what I can find though - since I want to buy books in english and sadly it’s not that easy to find them here ;; but I’ll let you know if I get one of these in my hands!! :)

#submission #coffee anon

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Glee Memories: 1x11 HAIROGRAPHY

A long, long time ago, as Glee was approaching graduation in Season 3, I found myself nostalgic with some rare free time on my hands. So I decided to rewatch the series from the beginning and jot down some memories, discrepancies that have arisen since, fave quotes, tally solos - all that good stuff, strictly for shits and giggles.

8 years later (eek!) and once more I find myself with an unexpected abundance of free time. With so many revisiting or being newly introduced to the show between binge watching during Quarantine and all the tragedy that has surrounded the show since it went off the air, I figured I’d finish what I started. And by finish, I mean go through the end of S3. Cause I truly cannot acknowledge what happened after that. Except for 5B.

Kicking this off by reposting the first 15 episodes I already went through. Enjoy!

1x11 HAIROGRAPHY “I’m the Fine Arts Administrator or something.”

“Coach Sylvester didn’t tell me to do this”

Will is saying it’s unfair if Sue leaks their setlist or video of them performing to their competitors…um…since then and now hasn’t New Directions spied on Vocal Adrenaline in rehearsal, found out they were doing Gaga, and watched black and white video of Unique rehearsing with VA? Yeah, I thought so. Was it ever said to be unfair then? Nope. So…is the show trying to say that ND has become the very thing they hated and is the new VA, breaking rules, with no scruples, etc.? Doubtful they’d purposely do anything that deep. It’s most likely just a double-standard and/or continuity issue. #oops.

“And if you can’t take Muhammed to the mountain, then you gotta get Muhammed to bring the mountain…down…to his house…Muhammed’s house…wherever he’s staying.”

I totally forgot Eve was a guest star on Glee!

“Afasia! Give Mr. Schuester his wallet back!”

“What kinda messed up school are you people runnin?” RIGHT?!

“Our showchoir has to practice out in the rec yard. This is Ohio. We have weather.” PREACH!

Jane Adams’ Academy. Okay, so there are like, crazy hidden peeps in this number. Three dancers from So You Think You Can Dance that got pretty far (Kerrington, Comfort, and …crap, I forgot the third! I thought it was Lauren cause I was like “um..she’s in Vocal Adrenaline too. What’s that about?” but now I can’t find the third girl) and then there’s a girl that was a friend of a friend that I hung out with a few times in college. Small world. :) Oh, and also the assistant choreographer of the show!

Listen, that was not Hairography. They ARE really good dancers and there vocals were NOT so-so. What you’re gonna do in this ep is Hairography, Rachel. That was just awesome vocals and dancing with lots of hair as well.

Haha, Artie’s wig is basically Joe Hart dreads. Nice.

“You worry too much, Terri. Mom smoked and drank a bottle of Reuniti on ice every night when she was pregnant with us and we’re totally normal.”

Finn is pretending to be a dinosaur in the choir room. #BlessFinnsHeart

When you are plotting a makeover for a girl who’s into your boyfriend so that they’ll spend more time together and she can rope him in, all so you can spend time ‘test driving’ another guy to see if he’s boyfriend/father material…there might be something wrong with your relationship. S’all I’m sayin’

“Hey Kurt. Can I pick your little pink brain for a second?”

“Why hello, Quinn. To what do I owe the honor? I do believe this is the first time you’ve ever spoken to me.”

“Makeovers are like crack to me.”

“Rachel somehow manages to dress like a grandmother and a toddler at the same time.”

“You need something to distract from your horrible personality. Most of the time I find it hard to be in the same room with you. Especially this one. Which looks like where Strawberry Shortcake and Holly Hobby come to hook up.”

How is Rachel in love with Finn? Like, past crush, straight up in love with? Really? How? When? Based on what?

“In short, she had to dress like a ho” re: what Sandy had to do to snag Zuko. Truth. Terrible lesson for little gals. But truth.

“I’m keeping my baby” Yeah. You probably don’t wanna do that, Quinn.

“I run a Glee Club at a school for the deaf. You think I’m rollin’ around in deaf choir money?!” Haha. Except the whole ‘deaf in one ear from scarlet fever’ thing. Again, not funny Glee. Cheap jokes are never funny. And they’re ugly on you.

“Well you don’t have to make fun of me with those hand gestures…”

So Kendra’s solution is to kidnap Quinn and steal her baby. Oh Kendra. Oh wait, they’re not gonna steal it – they’re gonna convince her to give it away by making her babysit Kendra’s terrible children. That’s right.

“You got the beauty but…I got the brains and the beauty.”

“Ok guys, from the top!”

“You look like a …sad…clown hooker.”

Rachel just found out Kurt sabatoged her. So…I guess he kinda threw the first punch/gauntlet down in that relationship, not her. My bad.

Puck thinks one night of babysitting demons means him and Quinn proved they can do ‘this parenting thing’. Hmm…about that, Puck…

and yet again with the beating over the head with the theme of the episode: distraction. Yay. :/

Santana Lopez going all Lima Heights for the first time. YES!

(signed) “They look absolutely crazy.”

I have cried every single time I see Imagine. Including right now. There’s just something so vulnerable and beautiful about it all.

The silence and just signed ‘applause’ at the end. Just. So lovely. Gets me every time. Gah!

Aw Puck! You were doing so well and now you went and blew it with your sexting and talking about being a dude and Quinn not giving it up since the night you knocked her up. Doofus.

It’s a ridiculous storyline, but I still find it sweet that Quinn says she wants her baby to have a good father and that Mr. Schue would be a good dad.

“Can we be in love again?”

Man. It’s sad to look at this now and remember that Finn actually chose Quinn over Rachel but Quinn kinda picked Finn cause Puck made a dumb move with his texting tomfoolery and doofus teenage boy comments…or maybe that’s just how I’m seeing it. I dunno.

Tina gets a solo!!! And I love it. I use this song a lot as well for warm-ups. For some reason it always reminds me of one particular student. Not sure if it’s cause she reminds me of Tina (the team player aspect) or if she was the first one to request it one day or what. But I love True Colors. :)

aaaaand Sue is NOW leaking the set-list. Way to give her the idea, Will!

True Colors is so good. I miss this Glee. So much. So far in my rewatching, even with Rachel tipping the scales, the screentime and solos and show in general is SO much more focused on ensemble. I love that. I MISS that.

SOLOS: Quinn (1), Artie (2), Mercedes (2), Rachel (1), Finn (1), Tina (1)

#Glee Memories #Glee #lol Glee #Glee Hairography

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djgblogger-blog · 6 years

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New ways scientists can help put science back into popular culture

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Science is one thread of culture – and entertainment, including graphic books, can reflect that. 'The Dialogues,' by Clifford V. Johnson (MIT Press 2017), CC BY-ND

How often do you, outside the requirements of an assignment, ponder things like the workings of a distant star, the innards of your phone camera, or the number and layout of petals on a flower? Maybe a little bit, maybe never. Too often, people regard science as sitting outside the general culture: A specialized, difficult topic carried out by somewhat strange people with arcane talents. It’s somehow not for them.

But really science is part of the wonderful tapestry of human culture, intertwined with things like art, music, theater, film and even religion. These elements of our culture help us understand and celebrate our place in the universe, navigate it and be in dialogue with it and each other. Everyone should be able to engage freely in whichever parts of the general culture they choose, from going to a show or humming a tune to talking about a new movie over dinner.

Science, though, gets portrayed as opposite to art, intuition and mystery, as though knowing in detail how that flower works somehow undermines its beauty. As a practicing physicist, I disagree. Science can enhance our appreciation of the world around us. It should be part of our general culture, accessible to all. Those “special talents” required in order to engage with and even contribute to science are present in all of us.

So how do we bring about a change? I think using the tools of the general culture to integrate science with everything else in our lives can be a big part of the solution.

Science in popular entertainment

For example, in addition to being a professor, I work as a science advisor for various forms of entertainment, from blockbuster movies like the recent “Thor: Ragnarok,” or last spring’s 10-hour TV dramatization of the life and work of Albert Einstein (“Genius,” on National Geographic), to the bestselling novel “Dark Matter,” by Blake Crouch. People spend a lot of time consuming entertainment simply because they love stories like these, so it makes sense to put some science in there.

Science can actually help make storytelling more entertaining, engaging and fun – as I explain to entertainment professionals every chance I get. From their perspective, they get potentially bigger audiences. But good stories, enhanced by science, also spark valuable conversations about the subject that continue beyond the movie theater.

Science can be one of the topics woven into the entertainment we consume – via stories, settings and characters. ABC Television

Nonprofit organizations have been working hard on this mission. The Alfred P. Sloan Foundation helps fund and develop films with science content – “The Man Who Knew Infinity” (2015) and “Robot & Frank” (2012) are two examples. (The Sloan Foundation is also a funding partner of The Conversation US.)

The National Academy of Sciences set up the Science & Entertainment Exchange to help connect people from the entertainment industry to scientists. The idea is that such experts can provide Hollywood with engaging details and help with more accurate portrayals of scientists that can enhance the narratives they tell. Many of the popular Marvel movies – including “Thor” (2011), “Ant-Man” (2015) and the upcoming “Avengers: Infinity War” – have had their content strengthened in this way.

Encouragingly, a recent Pew Research Center survey in the U.S. showed that entertainment with science or related content is watched by people across “all demographic, educational and political groups,” and that overall they report positive impressions of the science ideas and scenarios contained in them.

Science in nonfiction books

This kind of work is not to every scientist’s taste. Some may instead prefer engagement projects that allow them more control of the scientific content than can be had when working on such large projects in the entertainment industry. Often, they instead work on nonfiction science books for the general reader. Here, I think we also need a change.

The typical expert-voiced monologues that scientists write are a wonderful component of the engagement effort, but the form is limited. Such books are largely read by people already predisposed to pick up a science book, or who are open to the authoritative academic’s voice telling them how to think. There are plenty of people who can engage with science but who find those kinds of books a sometimes unwelcome reminder of the classroom.

Following from my belief that science is for everyone, I suggest that publishers need to work with scientists to expand the kinds of books on offer, assured that there is an audience for them. This is currently difficult because publishing companies are risk averse: Something truly original in form likely will have trouble getting past the book proposal stage.

Like an overheard conversation, the author’s graphic novel explores big scientific questions about life and death. 'The Dialogues,' by Clifford V. Johnson, CC BY-ND

Progress is possible, however. Many years ago I realized it is hard to find books on the nonfiction science shelf that let readers see themselves as part of the conversation about science. So I envisioned an entire book of conversations about science taking place between ordinary people. While “eavesdropping” on those conversations, readers learn some science ideas, and are implicitly invited to have conversations of their own. It’s a resurrection of the dialogue form, known to the ancient Greeks, and to Galileo, as a device for exchanging ideas, but with contemporary settings: cafes, restaurants, trains and so on.

I decided it would be engaging for the reader to actually see who’s having those conversations, and where, instead of describing them in words. This led me to realize that I was contemplating a powerful form of visual storytelling: Graphic novels for adults have matured and exploded in popularity in recent years. Spiegelman’s “Maus: A Survivor’s Tale,” Satrapi’s “Persepolis” and Bechdel’s “Fun Home” are just three well-known examples.

But the storytelling tools of the graphic book have been little used in the quest to convey nonfiction science ideas to a general adult audience. The vast majority of contemporary graphic books with a science focus are presented instead as “explainer/adventure comics” for younger audiences. This is an important genre, but graphic books about science should not be limited to that.

And while there are several excellent graphic books for adults that include science, they typically focus instead on the lives of famous scientists, with discussion of the science itself as a secondary goal. Some excellent recent examples that balance the two aspects well include Ottaviani and Myrick’s “Feynman,” Padua’s “The Thrilling Adventures of Lovelace and Babbage,” and Doxiadis and Papadimitriou’s “Logicomix.” The scarcity of science-focused non-biographical graphic books for adults is especially true in my field of physics. So I decided that here was an opportunity to broaden the kinds of nonfiction science book available to engage the public.

Clifford Johnson at his drafting table. Clifford V. Johnson, CC BY-ND

So over six years I taught myself the requisite artistic and other production techniques, and studied the language and craft of graphic narratives. I wrote and drew “The Dialogues: Conversations About the Nature of the Universe” as proof of concept: A new kind of nonfiction science book that can inspire more people to engage in their own conversations about science, and celebrate a spirit of plurality in everyday science participation.

What’s at stake

Science increasingly pervades many aspects of our lives. If people succumb to the typical view that science is difficult and should be left to experts and nerds, the most important decisions about all of our lives will be made by just a few people: from the quality of the water we drink, our medical treatments, energy sources, through to action on climate change. That is not a democratic situation. Moreover, it makes it easier for a powerful few to sideline or misrepresent important ideas and lessons about our world that come through scientific research.

To push back against that scenario, it’s important for scientists to try to engage the public with science. In a changing world, it’s important to keep looking for new ways to do that.

Clifford Johnson does not work for, consult, own shares in or receive funding from any company or organization that would benefit from this article, and has disclosed no relevant affiliations beyond their academic appointment.

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