how’s everyone doin tonight i just broke tumblr
Idk why, but this makes me extremely pissed
Clark, recovering from kryptonite poisoning and high on painkillers: Bruce, would you still love me if i was a worm? 🥺
Bruce, zero hesitation: No.
Clark: You wouldn't? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
so, no normal rabbits are seen in Hop 2011, only weird CGI ones. When Fred hits EB with his car, he doesn't go 'holy shit, a rabbit with human eyes and a shirt on', he goes 'fuck I hit a wild rabbit'. With this, can it then be assumed that all rabbits in Hop are mostly bipeds that wear clothes and are as expressive as a human, and its only the fact that EB talks that makes him strange? if this is the case, it can be assumed that all rabbits (and possibly chickens) can talk, and are simply upholding a masquerade over the humans because... I don't know. Even EB's ability to speak is dubiously impressive, because a number of bystanders see him talk and react with only mild surprise, like the waitress who gets him his food at a public diner or David Hasselhoff. when he gets onto Hoff's show, his talent that makes him television worthy is being a drum prodigy, rather than being a talking rabbit, although I'm sure they also advertised that fact if its at the least uncommon. But! If rabbits can talk to humans, but simply prefer not to for some reason, there's no reason Fred should have been shocked when EB begged for his life (which seems like a good reason to break such a lax and unregulated masquerade), or even tried to kill him with a rock in the first place. if only Easter island rabbits can talk, and the rest of the species more closely resembles the Pink Berets (Ie can vocalize and move with clear intelligence, but don't actually speak any human languages), it still seems unethical to kill one with a rock (or cook one, as we later see EB using a cooked rabbit as bait without much existential concern), but I can at least see Fred doing it because Fred is awful. Magic exists in this universe, as is seen at the end of the movie when it turns Carlos into a rabbit bird hybrid, so its possible that the magic of Easter Island is granting normal rabbits the power of speech, although 'normal' still means wearing clothes in the Hopverse. Ergo, it can be assumed that normal rabbits are understood to be very intelligent but still animals (much like dolphins or apes) in this film's universe, and the debate of whether or not killing rabbits is immoral (which it is) rages in the background of the film's universe, and Fred is staunchly on the side of 'kill them, they're just vermin', which you'd think would drive a wedge between him and EB as coworkers
𐐘 gay amongus
God had to balance all that power somehow
It's amazing how horses are such powerful and majestic animals but you look into their eyes and it's just ḁ̶̮͍̆͝n̶͉̆x̴̪̲̒̎̕ị̵̛̈́͘ḙ̷̳͓̈́t̶̖́͜ỵ̵̔
"never wanted to dance" by mindless self indulgence
If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)
The ongoing "Jason Todd is a cop" debate has reminded me of a brilliant brief image essay by Joey deVilla. [EDIT: I SCREWED UP! This was created in 2019 by the guy who runs the Midnighter-Core page on Facebook, and Joey just reposted it!]
So here it is, images first and the full essay text below:
"A common leftist critique of superhero comics is that they are inherently anti-collectivist, being about small groups of individuals who hold all the power, and the wisdom to wield that power. I don’t disagree with this reading. I don’t think it’s inaccurate. Superheroes are their own ruling class, the concept of the übermensch writ large. But it’s a sterile reading. It examines superhero comics as a cold text, and ignores something that I believe is fundamental, especially to superhero storytelling: the way people engage with text. Not what it says, but how it is read. The average comic reader doesn’t fantasize about being a civilian in a world of superheroes, they fantasize about being a superhero. One could charitably chalk this up to a lust for power, except for one fact… The fantasy is almost always the act of helping people. Helping the vulnerable, with no reward promised in return. Being a century into the genre, we’ve seen countless subversions and deconstructions of the story. But at its core, the superhero myth is about using the gifts you’ve been given to enrich the people around you, never asking for payment, never advancing an ulterior motive. We should (and do) spend time nitpicking these fantasies, examining their unintended consequences, their hypocrisies. But it’s worth acknowledging that the most eduring childhood fantasy of the last hundred years hasn’t been to become rich. Superheroes come from every class (don’t let the MCU fool you). The most enduring fantasy is to become powerful enough to take the weak under your own wing. To give, without needing to take. So yes, the superhero myth, as a text, isn’t collectivist. But that’s not why we keep coming back to it. That’s not why children read it. We keep coming back to it to learn one simple lesson… The best thing we can do with power IS GIVE IT AWAY." - Joey deVilla, 2021 https://www.joeydevilla.com/2021/07/04/happy-independence-day-superhero-style/
- Midnighter-Core, 2019
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My life is over. I just saw a solitaire game ad with a man trying to get to the toilet with sans's theme playing in the background
On my recent cabbage merchant art someone commented on this man’s sheer resilience and how he was the Sisyphus of ATLA and that inspired me.
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