I started Hebrew, which is why Iâve been dead on this blog, but I donât think I can ever properly convey to you guys the sheer cultural whiplash of spending years learning Japanese from Japanese teachers and then trying to learn Hebrew from an Israeli
Japanese: you walk into class already apologizing for being alive Hebrew: you walk into class, the teacher insults you and you are expected to insult her back
Japanese: conjugates every single verb based on degree of intended politeness, nevermind keigo and honorifics Hebrew: Someone asked my teacher how to say âexcuse meâ and she laughed for several seconds before saying we shouldnât worry about remembering that since weâll never need to say it
Japanese: if you get one stroke wrong the entire kanji is incomprehensible Hebrew: cursive? script? fuck it do whatever you want, you donât even have to write the vowels out unless you feel like it
Japanese: the closest thing there is to âbastardâ is an excessively direct âyouâ pronoun Hebrew: âbitchâ translates directly
Utroba Cave in the Rhodope mountains, Bulgaria. Carved by hand more than 3000 years ago (?), it was rediscovered in 2001.
Archeologists
hypothesize that an altar built at the end of the cave, which is about
22 m deep, represents either the cervix or the uterus.
At midday, light seeps into the temple through an opening in the ceiling, projecting an image of a phallus on to the floor.
When
the sun is at the right angle, in late February or early March, the
phallus grows longer and reaches the alter, symbolically fertilizing the
womb before the sowing of the spring crops.
These people were drawing dicks on the ground with the sun in 1000 BCE. All you fools messing with Sharpies need to step up your game.
âHee! That looks kind of like-â
âCome on, self, donât make it weird. Itâs just a cave.â
OK BUT KOLIVAN WAS SUPRISED WHEN KEITH ACTIVATED HIS BLADE SO LIKE WHY DID U LET HIM GO THREW THE TRIALS IF U DIDNT THINK HE WAS GALRA WHATD U THIINK WAS GONNA HAPPEN??
âKnowledge or death. Mostly death, though. Have fun, kiddo.â
depressed kids in the media: I donât wanna go to therapy! I donât need help! Iâm not some specimen for you to dissect!
me, rollin up to my therapistâs office and collapsing in relief: what is UP my homeboy I fuckin missed you,, hope ur ready to hear some Bull Shit that fuckin happened to me this week
families of depressed kids in media: okay sweetie weâve researched depression for ten hours straight and signed you up for therapy and re-arranged your school schedule to be less stressful
actual parents of depressed kids: look i get youâre sad but someones gotta do the goddamn dishes stop being lazy get up. why didnât you go to school today, whatâs wrong with you, youâre such a burden on this family.
Therapists in the media: *understanding head tilt*
My real live therapist whom I adore: Natalie, that is the DUMBEST thing Iâve ever heard.
Therapists in Media: Lets do some art therapy and be really quiet while we talk about your feelings :)))))) also Iâm prescribing you 500 different medicines
My therapist Brian who I love to death: Jack, I think your first problem is you stay up too late looking at memes, so letâs try taking a nap
My real life therapist: Okay, before we start, I found this hilarious video I know youâd love.
Therapist in media: serious face the whole time
My therapist: *laughs awkwardly*
therapists in media: refined, cultured, poised, âIâm afraid I havenât [heard of the nerdy thing their patient just referenced]â
my old therapist derek, from across the reception area, seeing me for the first time after the summer of 2015: HEY DID YOU SEE AGE OF ULTRON?? IT SUCKED, RIGHT???
my current therapist ian, in our very first appointment: do you like star wars? anxiety is like the force, it can consume you, or you can learn to keep it in balance⌠youâre my padawan now
Actual things my therapist has told me:
âYouâre bassicly a glorified sad lizard.â (It makes sense with context)
âDamn girl you need to get your shit together.â
âGo home and cry. Stop drinking in bathtubs. Eat something that isnât bleach or memes.â
Iâll add more tomorrow after I see her again.
my late lamented 74-year-old-therapist with margaret thatcher hair and eyeglasses on a chain: âso in this dream were you the fuckER or the fuckEE?â
depressed adult men in media: depression is for girls, iâm just brooding and drinking because itâs cool
me in real life: *to the tune of rubber duckie* lexapro pill, youâre the one! you make it possible to have fun!
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depressed adult men in media, when forced at gunpoint to see a therapist: nothing is wrong, everything is peachy, three seasons of trauma have not given me PTSD because iâm a protagonist, can i go now
me in real life seeing stacy the brain mechanic: ⌠help?
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therapist of adult man in media: good, you expressed a feeling, well done! same time next week ok?
stacy the brain mechanic: dude, you do realize that if anyone else talked about you the way you talk about yourself, youâd kick their ass
Update: Sauron is not afraid of hobbits. He was unaware that hobbits existed up until very recently. Â he literally did not have time to be afraid of them, they went from a 0 to 100 threat level in twenty seconds. There he was, minding his own business worrying about the usual Elves and Men when suddenly these kids are on his lawn and now heâs dead, like just;Â
What didâ whoâÂ
did I just get one-shotted by an infant how is this occurringÂ
Honestly I have to love this whole thought process that the Fellowship must have cultivated in Sauron, likeâŚ
âThese children have found the Ring! But theyâre taking it to the elves, of course. I will simply have to catch them on the way.â
âWell, the elves are still not to be trifled with, it seems. It looks as though they have a group of intrepid heroes, how cute! Wait, whoâs leading them? Aw, hell.â
âOKAY! Olorinâs out of the way, and now I can finally kill them all and reclaim the- OH DAMMIT, ITâS IN LOTHLORIEN.â
âWell, okay. Theyâve taken it onward. Curunir says one of the halflings is still carrying the ring, so heâs going to capture them and weâll see how this develops. Thankfully Olorinâs still out of the picture and their little group just shattered into pieces, so thatâs one less thing to worry about.â
âAaaaaand Curunir shat the bed. Excellent. Trees, who would have thought? Okay, so weâre back to plan A: conquer Gondor, because if the Ringâs going to be anywhere, itâll be there.â
âWait, whoâs on theâ Isildurâs WHAT? Ohhhh. Ohohoho. Oh now everything makes sense. Isildurâs Heir is back, and heâs here being all prideful again. Thatâs fine. Really. Iâll just crush him and his kingdom, and then nobody can stop me!â
âWHAT? FUCKING WHAT? THEY SENT HIM BACK? Ugh, alright, alright, Iâm cool, Iâm fine. Heâs still got that stupid wizard costume on, and Iâm still stronger than he ever was. Itâs not like he can come toe to toe with me, even if he does have an army behind him. Thisâll be fine.â
âTheyâre⌠actually marching on the Black Gate? Sweet lord, I didnât think theyâd actually do it! This is perfect, everyoneâs right here! Olorin, the human princeling, most of the remaining fighting forces of Men, all I have to do is kill them now andâ Wait. Someone just put on the Ring. Someone justâ Thatâs a halfling. Theyâre inside the mouNTAIN OH GOD NAZGUL GO GO Gââ
âŚaaaaaand curtain.
you can laugh but that is literally what happened
This is the single best brief summary I have ever seen of the entire point of the Lord of the Rings trilogy.