i just Cannot deal w/ gritty edgy Ultimately There Is No Hope And Everything Is Shit type of plots like my mood and morale are already low as is in real life and i don’t.. need the fiction i consume often to cope to be that disheartening? idk like. i just can’t do it anymore. i can’t put myself through it. i know it’s Not That Deep but also i just love.. corny cliché Hope Wins types of stories? it’s not even corny or cliché to me? it’s just. cathartic.
Fighting side by side. Trusting each other completely. Trying to protect each other. Casual banter in the middle of a fight. Their teamwork. Sparring each other to keep their skills sharp. Getting uncontrollably angry if the other gets hurt. Kissing each other when they’re victorious.
once u have reached the point where a fictional person Discourse is like “if you like [character] you are an ABUSER]” and “if you DON’T like [character] OBVIOUSLY YOU PERSONALLY HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED HARDSHIP” it is time for everyone to sit down and have some Snacks and maybe a nap and then to Stop. forever
Fandoms years ago: your kink is not my kink and I’m personally squicked by some of the things in your fanfics so I’m not gonna read them, but I’m gonna be civil to you anyway
Fandoms now: I’ve read your 18+ fic even if I’m a minor and I ignored all your tags and trigger warnings. The fault is still yours. I don’t know you personally but your kinks are Bad so you are also Bad. Kill yourself and pee your pants.
enemies-to-friends/lovers relationships fuel my life force. like. give me two people who experienced enough personal growth to change their perspectives and set their pride aside to understand one another. give me a hard-won companionship made rock solid from experiencing each other at their best and worst, give me two people who went through to hell together and came out the other side with forgiveness and humility. just kill me dude
““Do what you love” disguises the fact that being able to choose a career primarily for personal reward is a privilege, a sign of socioeconomic class. Even if a self-employed graphic designer had parents who could pay for art school and co-sign a lease for a slick Brooklyn apartment, she can bestow DWYL as career advice upon those covetous of her success. If we believe that working as a Silicon Valley entrepreneur or a museum publicist or a think-tank acolyte is essential to being true to ourselves, what do we believe about the inner lives and hopes of those who clean hotel rooms and stock shelves at big-box stores? The answer is: nothing.”
If DWYL denigrates or makes dangerously invisible vast swaths of labor that allow many of us to live in comfort and to do what we love, it has also caused great damage to the professions it portends to celebrate. Nowhere has the DWYL mantra been more devastating to its adherents than in academia. The average Ph.D. student of the mid-2000s forwent the easy money of finance and law (now slightly less easy) to live on a meager stipend in order to pursue his passion for Norse mythology or the history of Afro-Cuban music.
The reward for answering this higher calling is an academic employment marketplace in which about 41 percent of American faculty are adjunct professors—contract instructors who usually receive low pay, no benefits, no office, no job security, and no long-term stake in the schools where they work.
There are many factors that keep Ph.D.s providing such high-skilled labor for such low wages, including path dependency and the sunk costs of earning a Ph.D., but one of the strongest is how pervasively the DWYL doctrine is embedded in academia. Few other professions fuse the personal identity of their workers so intimately with the work output. Because academic research should be done out of pure love, the actual conditions of and compensation for this labor become afterthoughts, if they are considered at all.
a couple of other quotes from the article i really like:
According to this way of thinking, labor is not something one does for compensation but is an act of love. If profit doesn’t happen to follow, presumably it is because the worker’s passion and determination were insufficient. Its real achievement is making workers believe their labor serves the self and not the marketplace
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Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life! Before succumbing to the intoxicating warmth of that promise, it’s critical to ask, “Who, exactly, benefits from making work feel like nonwork?” “Why should workers feel as if they aren’t working when they are?” In masking the very exploitative mechanisms of labor that it fuels, DWYL is, in fact, the most perfect ideological tool of capitalism. If we acknowledged all of our work as work, we could set appropriate limits for it, demanding fair compensation and humane schedules that allow for family and leisure time.
I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again,,, if you really want me to support a show? give me a friendship between a man and a woman that won’t end in a romantic relaitonship, and it better be as healthy and as loving as Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet
i will die defending the idea that humans are not inherently evil and that its corrupt governments/corporations/establishments in society that are evil, not humanity as a whole. our species survival has always hinged on our ability to care about each other and to help one another, the violence of capitalism is not natural and humans are a hugely social species we NEED to make connections to keep living!!!! we need to make connections and interact with other people in order to thrive and touch starvation is an example of what happens when were denied these interactions. ancient humans took care of their disabled, elderly, and sick people because they cared about them. we have always cared and we always will and we need to keep nuturing that loving and caring nature that is within the whole human race
i don’t know who decided that happy endings were boring but i wanna fight them. happy endings make all the bad shit that characters go through worth it, there’s nothing boring about that.
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