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2024.05.28 18:28 Sikatanan 2 stats explaining both Conference Finals

A handful of factors can mostly explain any playoff series: health, three-point variance, and the play of the superstars.
But those angles are well-covered and often, frankly, boring to write about. So, as I did for Rounds 1 and 2, I’ve cherry-picked some other numbers that tell an interesting story about the current state of each series. These are not always the most important statistics, but they’re all enlightening in their own way.

Minnesota Timberwolves — Dallas Mavericks (DAL up 3-0)

+5.4

According to Cleaning the Glass, Minnesota averaged 21.1 made free throws per 100 field goal attempts in the regular season while allowing just 19.3, for a positive differential of +1.8. Dallas had a roughly breakeven +0.3 differential (which also stayed about the same after the trade deadline). Free throws should not have been a significant edge for either team.
Yet in three games, Dallas has had a +5.4 margin on free throw rate. While the raw free throw attempts look similar, it’s misleading. The Mavs haven’t been able to get up as many shots as Minny; the Wolves have generally won the possession game with a slight edge in offensive rebounds and turnovers. But Dallas is scoring far more points per shot thanks in part to a significantly higher foul-drawn rate.
[Thanks for reading! As always, I've collected a bunch of illustrative video clips to highlight different parts. Those can be found here or at the links embedded throughout the article.]
Put another way, Minnesota has three players with at least 10 fouls in this series: Jaden McDaniels, Mike Conley, and Rudy Gobert (shockingly, Karl-Anthony Towns has avoided foul trouble!). Nobody on the Mavs has more than eight.
The Conley fouls, in particular, are illuminating. I love Mike Conley. Quick anecdote: I met him once when he was still with the Grizzlies. He gave me an appreciative head nod after I threw an alley-oop to a friend of his in a pickup game. Made my week. So it brings me no joy to say that he’s been mercilessly attacked in this series, particularly when he had the Kyrie Irving assignment in Game 3: [video here]
Conley is far from the only perimeter defender getting blown by regularly. Jaden McDaniels, Nickeil Alexander-Walker, and Anthony Edwards form the best perimeter defensive trio in the league. It hasn’t mattered. Dallas’ ballhandlers have gotten to their spots without much trouble all series long, and they’ve used their canniness, deceleration, and floater threats to draw an abundance of fouls. Point-of-attack defense, a Minnesota strength all season, is crumbling under the Luka Doncic/Kyrie Irving one-two punch.
Exacerbating matters, the Wolves have shot just 73% on their free throw attempts vs. 81% for Dallas. Minny isn’t just shooting fewer; they’re making fewer. That’s a bad combination!
Shots inside the arc (particularly in the paint) are far more likely to draw fouls than three-pointers. Relatedly, the Wolfpack has attempted an astonishing 26 more threes than Dallas in this series. In a perfect Minnesotan world, the Wolves would make a high percentage from deep to combat threes' inherent disadvantage in foul-drawing. They’d also probably prefer less snow in the winter, but this ain’t paradise — the Wolves are just 35% from beyond the arc across three games, and they still need to break out their shovels each December.

+9.1%

If we judge solely by accuracy, Minnesota had the second-best rim protection in the league in the regular season, allowing just 62.5% of opponent layups and dunks to tickle the twine after the trade deadline.
But guess who was number one in that stretch?
Dallas’ 62.3% accuracy allowed since the addition of Daniel Gafford speaks to the kinetic freneticism that twin centers Dereck Lively and Gafford provide night in and night out. Minnesota’s defense is built on the singular excellence of Rudy Gobert (their rim protection numbers crash off a cliff whenever he rests), while Dallas can alternate above-average shotblockers playing at maximum energy for an entire game. Both the Wolves (Edwards, McDaniels) and the Mavs (the excellent Derrick Jones Jr. and PJ Washington) have long-armed, springy wings to help in the air when needed, too.
But in a clash of titanic strengths, Dallas has emerged the clear victor. They’re nailing 70.6% of their shots at the rack and allowing just 61.5%, a +9.1% difference in rim accuracy.
Dallas has rained lobs all over the court, forcing Rudy Gobert to stay home. That’s exposed Naz Reid and Karl-Anthony Towns to the predations of not just Irving and Doncic, which is understandable, but even players like Washington: [video here]
On Minnesota’s side, Edwards has really struggled in the paint, shooting a pathetic 36.4% on his drives for the series. Karl-Anthony Towns can’t buy a bucket (that upcoming supermax contract better give him more spending power), and Gobert has had difficulties even receiving a clean pass. Gafford and Lively have been everywhere. Shots are being erased from existence like Thanos is snapping along in the crowd: [video here]
A team doesn’t go down (up) 3-0 in a series without many things going wrong (right), but these two related stats are particularly telling.

Boston Celtics — Indiana Pacers (BOS wins 4-0)

62

Before the Eastern Conference Finals started, I mentioned Indiana's ability to avoid turnovers against Boston as a potential advantage. Boston’s defense forced the fourth-fewest turnovers in the league overall, and no opponent turned Indiana over less often in the regular season.
\*Balloon deflating sound***
Indiana had a whopping 62 turnovers (and a 16.2% turnover rate) in the Conference Finals, compared to just 42 for Boston. The Pacers were a threat to win three of these four games, but it always felt like the turnover bug bit them at the worst possible times. Jrue Holiday’s game-winning steal on Andrew Nembhard (who played fantastically overall) at the end of Game 3 was the most noteworthy. Still, it’s hard to forget the Game 1 triple tragedies of All-NBAer Tyrese Haliburton losing his handle out of bounds, Indiana’s inability to inbound (which set up Jaylen Brown’s miraculous game-tying three in Game 1), and Holiday forcing Haliburton to lose his handle again with a minute left in overtime. Out of a sense of mercy for Pacers fans, I won’t embed those lowlights.
Well, just one. That inbounds pass was a combination of painful offense (they had a timeout!) and vicious defense: [video here]
While Indiana had plenty of self-inflicted woes, Boston deserves major credit, too. Holiday was involved in many of the series’ biggest defensive moments, and Jaylen Brown had eight steals in four games. Derrick White, whom I just wrote about, had eight steals of his own (and nine blocks) and was an off-ball menace all series long. I loved how casually he broke up this seemingly wide-open lob: [video here]
The Boston defense never looked better than at the end of games, when they consistently choked the chutzpah out of Indiana’s offense.
For the Pacers to pull off the upset, they had to take care of the ball. Unfortunately, they did the opposite.

-37.3

Both Indiana and Boston averaged 1.041 points per halfcourt play, which highlights the closeness of this series. 1.041 is just slightly behind these teams’ respective top-three regular season marks.
Indiana successfully scored even on a set Boston defense, a surprising outcome made even more impressive by Haliburton's absence in the second half of the series. Nembhard stepped up, and Pascal Siakam consistently rang the cash register from the midrange. Myles Turner and TJ McConnell both had moments where they carried Indiana’s offense.
Boston scored plenty themselves, but they had some difficulties with the Pacers’, uh, pace. Even when Indiana couldn’t get in transition, everything they did was fast and decisive. Players got off the ball and immediately moved into the next cut or screen; everyone got involved. Rick Carlisle took a lot of flak in this series, but he also deserves credit for the success of the motion machine he created.
Unfortunately, Indiana could not stop shooting themselves in the foot right before the finish line. And Boston happily provided the pistol.
Indiana’s “clutch” net rating in this series was an unbelievably horrendous -37.3 points per 100 possessions (which, somehow, is marginally better than Minnesota’s -39.2, by the way, but Indy/Boston played more “clutch” minutes). That’s worse than the worst regular season mark, held by the Washington Wizards.
That’s right, end-of-game Indiana was more bungly than the Wizards. Yikes. And that clutch number, biblically bad as it is, doesn’t even do the whole story justice. Boston played poorly on offense in closing moments, too. They had plenty of their own miscues, from turnovers to wide-open bricks to blown layups: [video here]
But the Pacers were so terrible that it didn’t matter.
I applaud Indiana for their fight in the Conference Finals, particularly without Haliburton. This series did not have to be nearly as entertaining as it was, and the Pacers deserve far more credit than the Celtics deserve blame.
In the end, Boston will be hosting the NBA Finals, where they seem likely to be visited by the Mavericks. Let’s hope the championship will be just as fun (and twice as long).
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2024.05.28 18:23 Sikatanan 2 stats explaining both Conference Finals

A handful of factors can mostly explain any playoff series: health, three-point variance, and the play of the superstars.
But those angles are well-covered and often, frankly, boring to write about. So, as I did for Rounds 1 and 2, I’ve cherry-picked some other numbers that tell an interesting story about the current state of each series. These are not always the most important statistics, but they’re all enlightening in their own way.

Minnesota Timberwolves — Dallas Mavericks (DAL up 3-0)

+5.4

According to Cleaning the Glass, Minnesota averaged 21.1 made free throws per 100 field goal attempts in the regular season while allowing just 19.3, for a positive differential of +1.8. Dallas had a roughly breakeven +0.3 differential (which also stayed about the same after the trade deadline). Free throws should not have been a significant edge for either team.
Yet in three games, Dallas has had a +5.4 margin on free throw rate. While the raw free throw attempts look similar, it’s misleading. The Mavs haven’t been able to get up as many shots as Minny; the Wolves have generally won the possession game with a slight edge in offensive rebounds and turnovers. But Dallas is scoring far more points per shot thanks in part to a significantly higher foul-drawn rate.
[Thanks for reading! As always, I've collected a bunch of illustrative video clips to highlight different parts. Those can be found here or at the links embedded throughout the article.]
Put another way, Minnesota has three players with at least 10 fouls in this series: Jaden McDaniels, Mike Conley, and Rudy Gobert (shockingly, Karl-Anthony Towns has avoided foul trouble!). Nobody on the Mavs has more than eight.
The Conley fouls, in particular, are illuminating. I love Mike Conley. Quick anecdote: I met him once when he was still with the Grizzlies. He gave me an appreciative head nod after I threw an alley-oop to a friend of his in a pickup game. Made my week. So it brings me no joy to say that he’s been mercilessly attacked in this series, particularly when he had the Kyrie Irving assignment in Game 3: [video here]
Conley is far from the only perimeter defender getting blown by regularly. Jaden McDaniels, Nickeil Alexander-Walker, and Anthony Edwards form the best perimeter defensive trio in the league. It hasn’t mattered. Dallas’ ballhandlers have gotten to their spots without much trouble all series long, and they’ve used their canniness, deceleration, and floater threats to draw an abundance of fouls. Point-of-attack defense, a Minnesota strength all season, is crumbling under the Luka Doncic/Kyrie Irving one-two punch.
Exacerbating matters, the Wolves have shot just 73% on their free throw attempts vs. 81% for Dallas. Minny isn’t just shooting fewer; they’re making fewer. That’s a bad combination!
Shots inside the arc (particularly in the paint) are far more likely to draw fouls than three-pointers. Relatedly, the Wolfpack has attempted an astonishing 26 more threes than Dallas in this series. In a perfect Minnesotan world, the Wolves would make a high percentage from deep to combat threes' inherent disadvantage in foul-drawing. They’d also probably prefer less snow in the winter, but this ain’t paradise — the Wolves are just 35% from beyond the arc across three games, and they still need to break out their shovels each December.

+9.1%

If we judge solely by accuracy, Minnesota had the second-best rim protection in the league in the regular season, allowing just 62.5% of opponent layups and dunks to tickle the twine after the trade deadline.
But guess who was number one in that stretch?
Dallas’ 62.3% accuracy allowed since the addition of Daniel Gafford speaks to the kinetic freneticism that twin centers Dereck Lively and Gafford provide night in and night out. Minnesota’s defense is built on the singular excellence of Rudy Gobert (their rim protection numbers crash off a cliff whenever he rests), while Dallas can alternate above-average shotblockers playing at maximum energy for an entire game. Both the Wolves (Edwards, McDaniels) and the Mavs (the excellent Derrick Jones Jr. and PJ Washington) have long-armed, springy wings to help in the air when needed, too.
But in a clash of titanic strengths, Dallas has emerged the clear victor. They’re nailing 70.6% of their shots at the rack and allowing just 61.5%, a +9.1% difference in rim accuracy.
Dallas has rained lobs all over the court, forcing Rudy Gobert to stay home. That’s exposed Naz Reid and Karl-Anthony Towns to the predations of not just Irving and Doncic, which is understandable, but even players like Washington: [video here]
On Minnesota’s side, Edwards has really struggled in the paint, shooting a pathetic 36.4% on his drives for the series. Karl-Anthony Towns can’t buy a bucket (that upcoming supermax contract better give him more spending power), and Gobert has had difficulties even receiving a clean pass. Gafford and Lively have been everywhere. Shots are being erased from existence like Thanos is snapping along in the crowd: [video here]
A team doesn’t go down (up) 3-0 in a series without many things going wrong (right), but these two related stats are particularly telling.

Boston Celtics — Indiana Pacers (BOS wins 4-0)

62

Before the Eastern Conference Finals started, I mentioned Indiana's ability to avoid turnovers against Boston as a potential advantage. Boston’s defense forced the fourth-fewest turnovers in the league overall, and no opponent turned Indiana over less often in the regular season.
\*Balloon deflating sound***
Indiana had a whopping 62 turnovers (and a 16.2% turnover rate) in the Conference Finals, compared to just 42 for Boston. The Pacers were a threat to win three of these four games, but it always felt like the turnover bug bit them at the worst possible times. Jrue Holiday’s game-winning steal on Andrew Nembhard (who played fantastically overall) at the end of Game 3 was the most noteworthy. Still, it’s hard to forget the Game 1 triple tragedies of All-NBAer Tyrese Haliburton losing his handle out of bounds, Indiana’s inability to inbound (which set up Jaylen Brown’s miraculous game-tying three in Game 1), and Holiday forcing Haliburton to lose his handle again with a minute left in overtime. Out of a sense of mercy for Pacers fans, I won’t embed those lowlights.
Well, just one. That inbounds pass was a combination of painful offense (they had a timeout!) and vicious defense: [video here]
While Indiana had plenty of self-inflicted woes, Boston deserves major credit, too. Holiday was involved in many of the series’ biggest defensive moments, and Jaylen Brown had eight steals in four games. Derrick White, whom I just wrote about, had eight steals of his own (and nine blocks) and was an off-ball menace all series long. I loved how casually he broke up this seemingly wide-open lob: [video here]
The Boston defense never looked better than at the end of games, when they consistently choked the chutzpah out of Indiana’s offense.
For the Pacers to pull off the upset, they had to take care of the ball. Unfortunately, they did the opposite.

-37.3

Both Indiana and Boston averaged 1.041 points per halfcourt play, which highlights the closeness of this series. 1.041 is just slightly behind these teams’ respective top-three regular season marks.
Indiana successfully scored even on a set Boston defense, a surprising outcome made even more impressive by Haliburton's absence in the second half of the series. Nembhard stepped up, and Pascal Siakam consistently rang the cash register from the midrange. Myles Turner and TJ McConnell both had moments where they carried Indiana’s offense.
Boston scored plenty themselves, but they had some difficulties with the Pacers’, uh, pace. Even when Indiana couldn’t get in transition, everything they did was fast and decisive. Players got off the ball and immediately moved into the next cut or screen; everyone got involved. Rick Carlisle took a lot of flak in this series, but he also deserves credit for the success of the motion machine he created.
Unfortunately, Indiana could not stop shooting themselves in the foot right before the finish line. And Boston happily provided the pistol.
Indiana’s “clutch” net rating in this series was an unbelievably horrendous -37.3 points per 100 possessions (which, somehow, is marginally better than Minnesota’s -39.2, by the way, but Indy/Boston played more “clutch” minutes). That’s worse than the worst regular season mark, held by the Washington Wizards.
That’s right, end-of-game Indiana was more bungly than the Wizards. Yikes. And that clutch number, biblically bad as it is, doesn’t even do the whole story justice. Boston played poorly on offense in closing moments, too. They had plenty of their own miscues, from turnovers to wide-open bricks to blown layups: [video here]
But the Pacers were so terrible that it didn’t matter.
I applaud Indiana for their fight in the Conference Finals, particularly without Haliburton. This series did not have to be nearly as entertaining as it was, and the Pacers deserve far more credit than the Celtics deserve blame.
In the end, Boston will be hosting the NBA Finals, where they seem likely to be visited by the Mavericks. Let’s hope the championship will be just as fun (and twice as long).
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2024.05.27 19:43 jsimait1 Devina Duong aka I

In the city of Rochester, New York, an unprecedented event unfolded that would forever change the course of human history. The super mutant X gene, known as The Catalyst, began to spread like wildfire. The world watched in awe and fear as ordinary people found themselves gifted—or cursed—with extraordinary abilities. Amidst the chaos, an African-Asian girl named Devina Duong was about to discover her destiny.
Devina Duong's life had always been a mix of cultures and challenges. Growing up in a bustling household filled with the rich traditions of her African and Asian heritage, she learned resilience and adaptability from an early age. Her parents, loving and hardworking, provided her with a stable and nurturing environment. But the peace in their lives was shattered one fateful evening.
As they were returning home from a trip to the local store, a sudden, violent shootout erupted on the streets. Caught in the crossfire, Devina's parents shielded her with their bodies, sacrificing themselves to save her. Devina survived the horrific ordeal, but not without scars. A deep gash on her leg and a jagged cut across her face served as permanent reminders of the tragic event that had stolen her family.
With no relatives to care for her, Devina was placed into foster care. The system was cold and indifferent, a stark contrast to the warmth of the home she had known. That first night, alone in a strange bed, the weight of her grief bore down on her. She cried herself to sleep, her tears soaking the pillow.
As she slept, something extraordinary happened. The Catalyst, the mysterious X gene, activated within her. A surge of adrenaline coursed through her veins, awakening latent powers she never knew existed. She woke with a start, feeling a strange new energy pulsing through her body. She moved to the window, drawn by an inexplicable urge to test her newfound abilities.
In an instant, she discovered she possessed super speed. The world blurred around her as she dashed across the room. More astonishingly, she found that her aim with any firearm was preternaturally precise. She could control the trajectory of each bullet, willing it to hit any target she chose. It was a power that felt both exhilarating and terrifying.
Devina understood that with great power came great responsibility, but also the potential for great danger. She adopted the moniker "I," symbolizing the fact that she never missed her mark. Her skills were both a gift and a weapon, and she knew she had to use them wisely.
As news of The Catalyst spread, so did the violence. From New York to California, massive shootings and outbreaks of mutant abilities caused widespread panic. Devina, now living in a world where fear and uncertainty reigned, decided to take action. She vowed to use her abilities to protect the innocent and bring justice to those who abused their newfound powers.
In the shadows of the city, she began her crusade. The streets of Rochester, once stained with the blood of her parents, became her battleground. She took down criminals and corrupt officials with surgical precision, her reputation as a relentless vigilante growing with each mission. The people started to whisper her name in awe and fear, unsure whether she was a savior or a specter.
But Devina's journey was far from over. As she delved deeper into the underworld of Rochester, she uncovered a sinister plot. A powerful organization known as The Nexus sought to control The Catalyst, manipulating it to create an army of super mutants loyal only to them. They aimed to plunge the world into chaos, using fear as their weapon.
Devina knew she had to stop them. She formed alliances with other mutants who shared her vision of justice, creating a small but formidable team. Together, they fought against The Nexus, facing off against enemies with powers as varied and deadly as their own.
In the final confrontation, Devina faced the leader of The Nexus, a man named Victor Voss, whose abilities rivaled her own. The battle was fierce, each side pushing their powers to the limit. But Devina's determination, fueled by the memory of her parents and the desire to protect the world, gave her the edge she needed.
With a decisive strike, she defeated Voss, dismantling The Nexus's plans and saving countless lives. The city of Rochester, and indeed the world, began to heal from the wounds inflicted by The Catalyst. Devina continued her mission, a guardian in the shadows, ensuring that the power of The Catalyst was used for good.
As she stood atop a building overlooking the city, the wind rustling her hair, she knew her parents would be proud. She was not just a girl marked by tragedy; she was a force of justice, an unerring protector. She was "I," and she would never miss her mark.
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2024.05.26 23:09 EmmalynRenato SFF books coming in June 2024

SFF here means all speculative fiction (fantasy, science fiction, horror, alternate history, magical realism etc).
The following SFF books will be published in the U.S. in June 2024. Other countries may differ.
If you know of others, please add them as comments below. If I've made any mistakes, just let me know, and I'll fix them up.
The published book formats are included with each entry (mostly hardcover and/or trade paperback with the occasional ebook). This information is obtained from the isfdb website which lists one format type for each entry but mostly omits ebook entries. If it's a new hardcover and/or trade paperback book, it's very likely that an ebook is also coming out at the same time.
If you are using the Chrome browser, you might find the Goodreads Right Click extension useful, to find out more information on books that you are interested in:
https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/goodreads-right-click/fbicpmopjallgdpklipffmihodimmcbe?hl=en

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(A) - Anthology
(C) - Collection
(CB) - Chapbook
(GN) - Graphic Novel
(N) - Novel
(NF) - Nonfiction
(O) - Omnibus
(R) - Reprint
(YA) - Young Adult and Juvenile
[eb] - eBook
[hc] - Hardcover
[tp] - Trade Paperback

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Edit1: Added in horror books listed on Emily C. Hughes' blog that I didn't already have (tag #ehh)

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2024.05.26 16:12 Historical-Milk-1339 A pitch for a new adaptation of Nora Fries as Mrs. Freeze.

So you may or may not have seen the alleged first look for Mrs. Freeze in Suicide Squad: Kill The Justice League. Well in case you didn't, a lot of people really hate it.....including me, mainly because it's an ugly design and it doesn't look like something to keep a cold person's temperature at sub zero. But it's not just the design that's a problem, I still don't understand the decision to make this character a gender swapped version of Victor Fries. It's especially stupid because there's a better option they could've done.....Make her an alternate version of Nora Fries, which I argue is the most logical thing to do.
I went to tell one of my friends on Discord about this.....which is when he pitched how he would've done an adaption of Nora Fries as Mrs. Freeze. Let's just say I found his idea pretty fascinating and thought it would be a good idea to share it with others to see what they think. For reference, my buddy goes by u/Night-Seeker666/ on Reddit and the credit goes to him for inspiring this post. I'll first be discussing his idea for how this Nora would be like as a character and then will go to my ideas for her suit and character design.
So imagine Nora awaking and seeing that Ferris Boyle had killed her husband all because he didn't want him to treat her. It would give her a form of survivor's guilt. Like imagine an alternate universe where Nora was still treated, but the accident woke her up and somehow caused her disease to basically freeze and die, but Victor ends up being killed. Not only would there be the helplessness of the lover being dead rather than frozen, the one that still moves would feel like she was responsible for what happened.
Now what would her motives be as an antagonist? Well, instead of killing Boyle, she'd kidnap him to force him to start funding on a new project: Resurrection. She'd try to get him to find some way to bring Victor back to life, until she finally accepts that the only thing she can do is to get justice for her husband's murder. But instead of just killing Boyle, she wants to do it in a way so her own life ends as well. This is where her survivor's guilt comes in: she deems herself as responsible as the man who killed Fries. In her mind, it was her sickness that led to that situation and caused the accident to happen. So she decides to end both her and Ferris' life so Victor's death will be avenged and she can finally be with the man she loves until Batman stops her, trying to appeal to her humanity.
He stops whatever method she was gonna use to end their lives and attempts to get through to her. We can also riff from Cold Cold Heart, have Boyle get a lucky shot at Batman and start relentlessly hurting Nora, preying on her belief that she killed Victor, saying that he should have killed her too until Batman picks himself up and punches his teeth out Bruce lets Nora know that what happened wasn't her fault, that she wasn't to blame for being sick. He promises her that even he can't bring her husband back that he can give them justice for the crimes committed against her and Victor. From then on, Mrs. Freeze would keep herself in containment, only leaving when she's needed by other heroes and when she's finally ready to face the world again.
And that is my buddy's idea for Mrs. Freeze as a character. Now for what I think her suit or outfit should be like. It might be a bit tricky since she's not exactly smart enough like Victor to build herself a suit, maybe it can be pre built or repurposed for Nora in some way. I also think it could be similar to Mr. Freeze's suit from The Batman 2004 suit where he creates ice with his gauntlets instead of a freeze gun. Just personally think that might fit Nora better.
Her skin would definitely be blue since her disease is frozen over, but I'm not sure if we're gonna have her need to be in cold areas in order to survive just yet. Also I know Nora's hair is blonde when she's Mrs. Freeze in the comics, but I'm aiming to make it blue or icy-silver because of her cold condition.
And that is our idea for an adaption of Nora Fries as Mrs. Freeze! Even if this wouldn't work for Kill The Justice League or as an alternate Arkham timeline, I'd argue this could be possible as an elseworlds story for any DC continuity that isn't tied to a movie or game. So feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments and give judgement on how much this compares to whatever KTJL is doing.
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2024.05.26 15:40 Omegarus211 Ragnarok: Second Coming - Chapter 7

Ragnarok: Second Coming - Chapter 7
Chapter 7 - {Shakespearean}
“What an explosive turn of events this has been today, folks!” Heimdall shouted out to the entire audience, “Who will come out the victor in this explosive clash of wills? Will it be the wild might of Camulus’ Awakening, or will it be the calm focus of Henry's Royal Instinct?”
Both men stood, battered but still sharp, waiting for the other to make a move first. Then, as if two halves of a whole, they moved simultaneously.
These were not the fast rushes and dashes that had persisted for most of the fight, these were the measured steps of two weary warriors, where every step mattered in the struggle for control. Though the ground was rendered jagged and uneven, difficult to walk on, their eyes remained locked in each other.
Each step, they grew closer and closer. A moment of silence fell over everyone in the audience in moment before their weapons touched. The shadows intersected before a CHINK was heard, and in a flash, the switch flipped for both fighter, as they sprang to life to begin the final act in their duel.
Sword clashed against fist at speedster could only be registered as a blur amongst both gods and men. Indeed, though both men had been drained, seeming just a moment ago to have next to nothing left to give. Now, they had never seemed better, never seemed sharper than they had been in this moment.
But even though the individual hits were lost in the blur, the greater picture of this final stand for both men was clear to see for all. For the first time, in this fight, the two stood as true equal. Whilst they had been in stalemates many times throughout the match, it always felt that one had control over the other, it always felt like it was a matchup of defensive vs offensive.
None of that was present here. In this moment, both men stood as complete equal in both offense and defensive. Any blow thrown out by either could have ended the match, and each one of those blows were, deflected, or blocked, or parried, by both individuals. Indeed, the deciding moment in the opening bout would come down to would could outlast the other, or who could get the first strike on the other.
“What and exchange by these two warriors, I can feel my heart about to leap out of my throat I’m so tense right now! Don’t even think about turning away now folks not even for a second!”

Goll was chewing to the root of her fingernails with worry as she again curled up into a ball. “Shitshitshit! This tension is fucking killing me! Please, if their is any justice in fate, just let Henry win already!” she whined desperately.
Arthur meanwhile stood silent and stoic, a rigid and upright as a statue as he surveyed the ongoing battle.
“Arthur? Do you still think they’re gonna win?” Goll asked, teary-eyed.
“I-” Arthur started before looking at the ground, “I cannot say for certain. That Camulus, I don’t know what he’s made of, but it’s tougher than I gave him credit for. It will certainly come down to the wire.”
“Great! We’re doomed! Absolutely doomed!” Goll cried.
A bead of sweat dropped from Arthur’s forehead as he continued, “That said, I still have full faith in Lancelot and his user. They are some of the finest knights I’ve ever seen. If there is any pairing that can beat a god like that, it’s them.” He declared proudly.
“You always say that about Lancelot, don’t you?”
Arthur laughed mirthfully, “HAHA, what king would I be if I didn’t place my faith in my closest friends?”
Goll sighed, ultimately she knew he was right, a true leader had to be able to place their faith in those under their supervision when needed. She could afford to worry now, not when the match was not over yet. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she sprang to her feet and began to cheer.
“C’Mon Henry! C’Mon Lance! Show em’ what we can do!”

The back and forth stalemate continued between the two warriors. As each instant passed the damage of simply maintaining their offensive wore on them more and more, bring both of them closer to their limit. Soon, something would have to give.
Camulus could already feel the pressure building in his head as his eysight began to warp and shift. ‘Dammit, not again, not now!’
In a desperation move, slammed his head directly into the ground. The rocks rumbled and cracked apart from the force of the impact, upsetting Henry’s sense of balance, sending himself stumbling back. With his head cleared, Camulus surged forward in order to press this new advantage. Reacting urgently, Henry slashed the ground, sending dust and debris flying up into the air and into the eyes of Camulus, slowing the gods charge.
As the balance of power threatened to shift in either direction, both moved at once in a desperate bid for control.
[Gae Pretannia]
[Stand of Harfleur]
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The two moves clashed, the sparks flying off the steel shone like the sun as the ripples of sound echoed throughout the Heavens themselves. The impact was so great, not even the combatants could withstand the power of their clash, sending them both backwards. Camulus crashed and rolled along the ground, before smashing into the wall. Henry meanwhile, was just barely able to maintain upright posture, digging his sword into the ground to stop as much of his momentum as possible, but still not enough to stop him from slamming into the far wall. The English King hacked up blood form the sudden impact as he struggled to remain on his feet.
“Damn!” Lancelot shouted, “We don’t have much longer before we’re finished, I can feel it!”
Henry wheezed as he took in a breath. “Neither does he”, he rasped as he observed the god opposite him struggling to stand.

“Camulus is supposed to be the greatest warrior the Celtic Gods have to offer. So why?” Ra gritted his teeth as he looked down upon the match from the highest spot in the stadium, “Why is he taking so long to deal with one measly human?! Are the Celtic Gods that weak?! That their greatest warrior cannot beat one insect into the dust?!”
“I wouldn’t be so quick to disregard humanity’s strengths.” Lucifer responded coyly, “Though they may be naturally beneath up, those humans are capable of some quite remarkable feats of skill and ingenuity. Some are even capable of rivalling us gods.” He espoused, before taking a sip of wine.
“Though I have had many... “disagreements” with my alternate self, the one thought I share with him is that that human we fought... Tesla, I believe his name was, was certainly an impressive combatant to behold. None of the experience of a trained warrior, nor the natural might of even a lower god, yet though his own intelligence made himself into a fighter that would make even the most powerful gods sweat.”
“The fact that any of them struggled, let alone lost to those ungrateful pests, was a disgrace to the title ‘God’. The fact that even a millennia later, we are still struggling is an even bigger one.”
Lucifer sighed, “Well then, why don’t you go down there and show them yourself?”
Ra scoffed, “It is beneath a chief gods to get involved in such affairs.”
“I’m getting involved.” Lucifer responded smugly, “Maybe under all those feathers, there’s a chicken rather than a falcon!”
“I will not dignify your childish insult.” Ra responded wryly.
“Ha! I knew it, you were a chicken!” Lucifer laughed, almost triumphantly.
It was then that Sekhmet decided to make her presence known. “Careful, Lord Lucifer.” She growled, “Insulting father may be the last mistake you make.”
Lucifer simply laughed at her threats, “You’re so funny, Sekkie! Joking around like that, haha...” his grin dropped into a smirk as his expression took on a much darker expression “Cause we both know that if we were in a serious fight, you’d be little more than a kitten to me.”
If she was angry before, she was seething now. Lucifer could see the veins bulging from her head, her eyes shining with rage. Readopting his cheery smile, he addressed the angry cat. “Ah, there’s that look I like from you, Sekkie! You don’t like fun, just like my inferior half, but you at least have that temper that makes you so fun to be around. Beel would just sulk in the corner, but you? You come out with such fire! It’s delightful.”
He then turned to his fellow chief god, “You should probably put a leash on your kitty, she seems ready to go out of control.”
Ra sighed, “Sekhmet, control yourself. He isn’t worth the energy.”
Sekhmet growled, taking a breath to dull her fury. Contented, Lucifer turned his eyes back to the match at hand. “Though, I venture to say you won’t have much longer to worry about.”
“And why’s that?” Ra asked demandingly.
“Because this battle is about to reach its climax.”

Finally back on their feet, both began to stagger back into the centre for another confrontation. By this point, each step was a monumental task for both fighter, every muscle in their body straining and burning upon each movement. It was an uphill struggle for both fighters, one that would soon come to an end.
As they struggle to reach each other, two voices rang out across the silence of the audience.
“Monmouth! Finish this fight!” Hotspur yelled out.
“You can do this Camulus!” Cnabetius cheered.
Gradually more of the two fighters biggest supporters began to vocally voice that support.
“Do it, my boy! Show them the might of a king!” Henry IV bellowed.
“Show that human why you’re our God of War!” Caturix roared.
“Do it, Father!” Henry VI cheered.
“Do it, Camulus!” Lugh thundered.
“Show them a Warrior’s heart!” Richard the Lionheart roared.
“Win this, Lord Camulus!” Andrasta cheered.
Bit by bit, the cheers began to build, as more and more humans and gods joined in, the cheers building into a booming battle cry.
HEN-RY! HEN-RY!
CA-MU-LUS! CA-MU-LUS!
The cheers echoed around the stadium as the audience voiced their support as loudly as their lungs would allow. The cheers were like the drums of war, carrying each warriors forwards for their final assault. As they finally reached the centre of the arena, they took a moment to take it all in.
"Hehe, seems they’re ready for us, friend.” Camulus commented.
“So we’re friends now?” Henry joked, a soft smile on his face.
“I’d say we are after all we’ve been through. We maybe be trying to kill each other, but we both know that it’s nothing personal.” Camulus responded with a grin as he readied his guard.
“I suppose you’re right. I have nothing against you, even if I have to cut you down.” Henry replied, shifting into his own stance.
At once, they moved once more, Camulus Awakening fully as Henry reactivated Royal Instinct. Like a river flowing back and forth, the momentum of blows moved back and forth. Steel and brass criss-crossed over each other as both tried to fight that one opening, that one decisive blow they would need to put the other down.
‘Damnit, not now!’ Camulus pleaded desperately with himself as his could feel his mind blurring over.
‘It hurts.’ Henry winced, as his brain began to burn from the overload of information.
Each fighters blows became more desperate and wild, trying to strike each other down before their own bodies failed them.
‘NO! Control it! You aren’t the boss of me! I control my power, I decided what I do, not my power!’ Camulus roared in his head, beating back the delusions and focusing his mind, sharpening his concentration like a blade.
‘Pain doesn’t matter. Whatever pain I have to go through is for a righteous cause.’ Henry forced the searing pain of Royal Instinct down, hardening himself against the damage, as tight and tough as a fist.
Breaking for less than a moment, the renewed battle became even more ferocious than before, both functioning at their absolute peak. Nothing less would do, for both had a job to do, people to honour and protect.
‘King Henry of the English, you’ve done well. I wish I could have met you under different circumstances, I know we would have been good friends then. But I can’t afford to lose, this fight, my friends are waiting for me, and I won’t fail them. So I’ll beat you into the ground for them.’
‘Camulus of the Celtic Gods, you were a noble opponent. It would have been good to have met you in different time. You would have been a great ally, and perhaps, an even better friend. But I have duties to uphold. My family, my subject, all of humanity are counting on me to bring humanity the first win, to set us on the right course, and I intent not to fail them. I will strike you down in their name.”
The clattered of metals beat together like drums reaching their crescendo, ready for the final beat. The arena, the world at large, held its breath in anticipation for that final beat, the final blow of Round 1.
Brass and steel clashed one final time, sending both skidding back, though both just managed to hold their ground. “Not good, you barely even have enough energy to stend, let alone fight!”
“He doesn’t have much energy left either...” Henry rasped, “and I have enough energy, enough to land one more hit.”
Henry adopted his stance, letting the world pass over him, letting all of creation flow around him. This was his last gamble, so he would make it count. The air began to ripple with heat as he readied for the critical strike.
Camulus took a stance, letting his soul burn bright, he connected his shoulder to the sacred flame within all Celtic Gods. He was ready to burn if it meant victory. Fire blazed to life, coating his arm in rolling flame as he tensed in preparation for the final attack.
‘I won’t fail.’ Camulus declared internally, steeling himself.
‘I can’t fail.’ Was Henry’s determined thought.
Camulus jumped forward, leaping into the air as he locked his arm back, the fires blazing as he readied his strike. Henry swung his arm back, his sword beginning to glow with the heat, gradually turning from a cool grey to an intense orange.
‘I.’
‘I.’
‘WILL.’
‘WILL.’
“WIIIIIIIINNNNN!!” Both declared in union as they struck.
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The flames bellowed as Camulus thrust his arm forward, punching apart the air itself as his fist blazed with fire.
[Sacred Fire:]
Henry lunged, the blade looping back around as it cut forward, seeming to slash through the space it occupied as it drew closer to its target.
[Shakespearean Riposte: Agincourt]
In the moment the final clash met, the battle was decided.
Camulus’ blow flew just over the blade, as thus Henry. Though the flames kicked at Henry’s flesh, the king pressed forward. Steel bit into flesh, cutting through the muscle, then the bone. In a instant, Camulus’ arm had been completely removed from his body.
Henry had won the battle.
But he failed to hit anything vital.
This was the moment Camulus had been waiting for. Using the momentum from Henry’s blow, he brought his arm low, then swung upwards in one monstrous uppercut. As the flames dissipated from the severed arm, they blazed to life upon the arm that remained. Using every ounce of energy he had left, he would strike true.
[Aos Sí]
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The blow struck true, smashing into Henry’s sternum, the flames burned at Henry’s body as the fist speared and smashed through the torso. Camulus brass knuckles was smashed to bits as the glove burned away from the heat and force generated by this one almighty blow.
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Henry was sent flying from the unstoppable blow. As he flew through the air, he reflected on what led to this moment. About what he could have done to change the scenario. Maybe if he hadn’t sacrificed his arm, maybe if he hadn’t used Royal Intinct as much as he did, he would have won.
No.
In the end he could only come to one conclusion, one outcome. Camulus was too strong, both in body and in spirit for the king to overcome.
He had won the battle, but lost the war.
He crashed back into the dirt. This time, there was no getting back up. This was the end.
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A few feet away, Lancelot sat there, his form slowly breaking apart as it turned to emerald. He looked up the see Arthur, the king he fought for, the king he was now dying for. “I’m sorry, my king,” Lancelot said quiet, no longer having the strength to speak with authority, “I could not live up to your standard.”
“I think you did OK.” Henry wheezed, body leaking down the corners of his mouth.
“Shut up.” Lancelot responded half heartedly.
Henry laughed softly, “I’m sure King Arthur would agree with me, if he were down here with us.”
Taking in Henry’s words for a moment, before lowering his head and smiling earnestly “Thank you, King Henry.”
As Lancelot began to crack apart, he lifted his head to look at his king once again, keeping the smile on his face. “I’ll see you on... the other side.”
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The last of Lancelot’s form shattered into dust, scattering into the wind.
It was then Henry’s time to go. He turned to emerald as his form began to crack apart.
By now, Camulus was back on his feet, but all his energy was spent, spending the moment panting deeply, trying to work up enough energy to even take a step. “You were a great opponent, King Henry of the English, it was an honour to fight you.”
Henry sighed as a smile came upon his face, “Thank you, Camulus of the Celts, it was an honour to fight you also.”
Henry wanted to say he would be entering into Niflhel with no regrets, but that would be a bold-faced lie. In his mind, he had failed. Humanity had lost the first round because of him, and those he cared about were one step closer to Extinction as a result. But if there was one silver lining in all that sadness, it was that he was felled by a worthy opponent.
“You were the best fight I have ever had, Henry of the English.” Camulus declared, “Whether I live a thousand more years or a million, I will never forget you for as long as I live.”
The English King’s smile deepened, even as tears were in his eyes, as he took in Camulus’ words. As his form continued to crack apart, he imparted one final message to the rest of humanity, “Though I may have to leave, there will be other after me to continue the fight, and as long as there are those willing to fight, hope will never die.”
CRACK!
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"Do what I could not."
Those were his last words before shattering into dust, blowing into the wind, before disappearing entirely. Nothing was left of the once proud king. And yet, his legacy for live on.
Camulus stood there looking where his fallen foe had once been. For the first time in his life, there was no satisfaction in victory, there was no joy in survival. The only thing Camulus felt was the sadness of how needless it all felt, the loss of someone as great as the man he had just fought.
“The winner of Round 1...” Heimdall proudly declared, “is the Celtic God of War, Camulus!”
Camulus looked toward the sky, where the remains of Henry had flown off, uttering a thought softly to himself.
“I hope you find happiness, wherever you have gone.”
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2024.05.26 11:15 CadeBW Ranking the Finale Legs (Part 2)

Here's a link to part 1. Now onto the upper half of the list!
18th place: The Amazing Race 14
TAR14’s final leg is set on the island of Maui and it’s one I think most of us remember quite fondly. It begins with a Detour aired as a Route Info task where teams have to season and carry a pig to a lūʻau, and then a needle in a haystack task where they have to get on a watercraft and search a bunch of buoys for their next clue taking them to the final challenge. Once again it’s fairly short for a final leg and neither of these first two tasks are anything to write home about, but it’s really this season’s final memory challenge that steals the show. Having to search through dozens of decoy surfboards for ones with symbols they actually recognize and arrange them in the correct order makes for a task that’s both very challenging and very physical. It's without a doubt one of the best final memory challenges we’ve seen. Eventually all three teams are working on this challenge at the same time and it really is anyone’s game; every time a team asks the judge for a check, it’s more suspenseful than the last. Finally, Victor figures it out and his team goes on to win. If the rest of the leg was more interesting this could have been one of the best finales.
17th place: The Amazing Race 13
Though some might rank it lower, this has always been a cozy finale episode for me. Portland is a pretty unexpected but unique choice for the final city. In general I really enjoy this final 3, with Andrew & Dan and especially Ken & Tina being some of my favorite teams. After a fairly simple Detour teams have to travel to a bridge and zipline to “Thunder Island,” an awesome-sounding place to have a final memory challenge. While not one of the best of all time, I still really love this memory challenge with the 150 clue boxes scattered across the island, it’s just a super awesome visual. The task itself is fairly tricky and quite physical, and it ends up being a very entertaining two-horse race between Ken & Tina and Nick & Starr. However, this is far from the end of the episode; the older seasons had this tendency to put a bit of ARI (Additional Route Information) between the final challenge and the actual finish line. I’ve always thought of it as a “homestretch of Route Info.” I would always love this portion of the finale because it feels so high stakes— there’s so much adrenaline and you know one wrong move could cause a last minute placement shift. You never knew exactly how many more clues there would be, but usually at least one. TAR13 has quite a lot, first requiring the teams to find a green dinosaur in an office building, then make their way on foot to some food carts and find the one selling Russian food, then travel on foot to Voodoo Doughnut, and then finally hail a new cab to take them to the finish line. This whole sequence is a riveting, closely matched showdown between the top two teams and is what really boosts this leg up into the top 20 for me.
16th place: The Amazing Race 6
As we start getting into these super early seasons, the task quality plays much less of a role in my ranking because at this point in the series, the focus of the show isn’t really about the tasks, it’s more about everything else. While TAR6’s final episode is still really good, I do think it’s noticeably weaker than other early finale episodes. There’s just not that much going on in the Hawaii portion of the episode and even though the final destination city is typically light on tasks, I feel like anything extra to do after “eat two slices of pizza” would have made the Chicago portion feel much more satisfying. Where TAR6’s finale shines though are in its two airport segments which take up about a third of the episode and in my opinion are exciting enough to carry this episode all the way into the top half of the ranking. There is a lot of drama in getting from Xi’an to Honolulu leaving all of the teams frustrated and anxious, especially Adam. In one of the series’ most comically pathetic moments, he tells the lady working at the counter that she’s a very “mean” person for not putting them on the faster flight. In the second flight scramble, Freddy & Kendra manage to secure an earlier flight that gives them a 5 minute advantage in Chicago. They manage to hold onto the lead, but what really secures them the win is an ill-timed train that blocks Kris & John from reaching the finish line. What could have potentially skyrocketed this leg into the top 10 is if Freddy & Kendra were a few seconds slower and were stopped as well, leading to a footrace, but alas.
15th place: The Amazing Race 34
This is a surprisingly enjoyable finale given how mediocre the majority of this season is. It takes place in a great new city: Nashville, at sunset! And like its predecessor, it features self-driving the whole way through which is always a delight. The first couple of tasks aren’t terribly interesting but the first half of the episode is still fun to watch because of the self-drive. The second half is where things get really good, starting with a very navigation-heavy task requiring teams to deliver Gibson guitars to three different locations. Teams aren’t provided maps so they are forced to do a lot of interacting with locals to figure out where to go. Like TAR29, I feel like this finale has more of an old school vibe; the self-drive combined with this guitar challenge result in a leg with a pretty strong focus on navigation. To top it all off, we get one of the most creative and thematically appropriate final memory challenges of all time in the keyboard task, and unlike TAR29, this one actually ends up being super tight between the teams. The only thing preventing this leg from ranking much higher is that the teams themselves just aren’t that interesting in my opinion. I really like Emily & Molly but at the end of the day, there is zero conflict and few standout moments in this episode which make the stakes feel somewhat low.
14th place: The Amazing Race 30
Another recent season with a surprisingly good finale. Once again it’s a San Francisco leg which is a bit of a tired location, but running it at night was a great idea and gives this episode a pretty unique vibe. Like TAR14 what really carries this leg is its final challenge, but the three tasks we get beforehand are also pretty good. Ascending and plunging into the dark abyss was an interesting take on the obligatory fear of heights challenge, and I love that they hid a clue in a giant fortune cookie. The final memory challenge is one of the most intricate and physically exhausting of all time and by far the best task of the season. The location and execution itself was really cool— spreading the entire challenge across a giant aircraft carrier— and I think the nighttime setting really accentuated its epicness. While I generally miss the extra few Route Infos we’d get after the final task, I also think being able to physically see the finish line while working on the final challenge, knowing for a fact “THIS IS IT—” works really well too, and plays an important role in making TAR30’s final task so stressful and intense to watch. This is another finale that probably would have been an all-timer if it had a more interesting final 3.
13th place: The Amazing Race 27
It’s funny, if you watched only the last two episodes of TAR27 you’d think it was one of the best seasons of all time. This is a pretty unique finale as it features not one memory challenge, but three memory challenges scattered throughout the leg. In addition to a few other tasks, teams had to remember the order of countries they visited by placing their respective capitals in the right order. Later, they had to do the same thing for their flags. And for the final challenge, they had to assemble and arrange Adirondack chairs painted with objects seen throughout the season in the correct order. These are all pretty simple challenges but together they form a final leg that feels much more cerebral than usual which I really enjoy. The best part of this episode though is the taxi drama that occurs after the first Roadblock. Justin & Diana and Logan & Chris both make critical mistakes by losing their taxis and ending up stranded in a place where no cabs are readily available; Justin & Diana were rude to their initial driver and he just flat out refuses to drive them anymore which was some nice poetic justice, and Logan & Chris attempt to steal Kelsey & Joey’s taxi before getting cold feet. They then proceed to comically bicker about this while desperately running around looking for a new cab. At the final challenge, it’s Kelsey & Joey who come out on top in a tense final showdown with Justin & Diana. While they are very boring winners, I think narratively it’s a satisfying ending to the season as the Green Team is finally defeated and Kelsey & Joey end their streak of 2nd place finishes with a win on the only leg that really counts.
12th place: The Amazing Race 4
The best airport drama in the entirety of TAR4 happens in its final leg, and since airport drama tends to be my favorite type of content The Amazing Race has to offer, it shouldn’t be too surprising that I think pretty highly of this finale. Without the airport drama, you don’t really have that great of an episode, but like TAR6 it takes up a pretty decent chunk of the runtime so for me it manages to shoot TAR4’s finale pretty high up on this list. The headlines here are that David & Jeff make a fatal mistake in taking a short-sighted connection to Sydney, which puts them so far behind that they don’t even get to cross the finish line. Meanwhile, Reichen & Chip and Kelly & Jon vie to make a tight connection in Tokyo; Reichen & Chip manage to get on but Kelly & Jon receive some bad directions and after an extremely suspenseful rush to the terminal, are ultimately rejected and forced to take a later flight. Of course, these two teams will eventually end up equalized on the final flight to Phoenix, but they had no way of knowing that and neither did we the first time watching this episode! The tasks in Australia and Hawaii are fairly meh, but the final stretch of Route Information in Arizona is another highly exciting part of the episode because Reichen & Chip and Kelly & Jon are so close together. There’s also a very funny moment when John tries to jump over a wall and utterly fails. Overall TAR4’s finale isn’t consistent in its quality but when it’s good, it’s really good.
11th place: The Amazing Race 9
This is a very enjoyable finale from beginning to end, largely driven by the fantastic chemistry between BJ & Tyler and Eric & Jeremy. Seeing these two teams finally face off in the last leg is a great narrative payoff, and since BJ & Tyler are the clear underdogs in this rivalry, their win makes it even better. One of my favorite moments in any final episode is towards the beginning of this leg when BJ & Tyler convince the hotel staff to lie to Eric & Jeremy about the hotel having no internet service. The staff follow through (albeit hilariously unconvincingly) and ultimately prevent Eric & Jeremy from using the internet. Even Ray & Yolanda get some fun moments, like when Yolanda is begging for money and the locals decide to donate due to her looking like Janet Jackson. The Alaska portion of the episode is decent enough, though it is unfortunate that the more interesting side of the Detour couldn’t be chosen due to weather. The last 15 minutes in Denver are truly fantastic, as Eric & Jeremy arrive at the final memory challenge first but are ultimately overtaken in a scene I’m certain convinced the producers that final memory challenges need to be a thing more often.
10th place: The Amazing Race 33
I don’t think anyone expected this episode to be as good as it was but kudos to TAR33, you have one of the best finale episodes in recent memory! This is the first finale episode in the series to have self-driving for the entire duration which immediately gives it a boost in my eyes. This leg also has some great tasks plus an excellent, competitive final 3 giving it all the right ingredients for a quality modern TAR finale. It begins with a cryptic challenge that essentially tanks Ryan & Dusty right from the get-go, followed by a blindfold piñata task that tests communication. This is a very colorful task that really pops on screen. Then the foley task, which is honestly one of my favorite challenges they’ve ever done; what a fun and creative way of paying homage to the older seasons. The leg ends with a fairly good final memory challenge, but what really makes it great is just how close together Kim & Penn and Raquel & Cayla are in a leg that’s already had quite a few placement shifts. Overall a fantastic leg, especially by COVID era standards.
9th place: The Amazing Race 21
In my opinion, TAR21 is the paragon of a modern Amazing Race finale: Creative ideas, cryptic clues, a navigation-focused task and a brutal final memory challenge. The season has a great final 3 and the episode is, quite simply, a blast to watch. The first route marker hidden among the advertisements at Coney Island was BRILLIANT and is the type of thing I wish the producers would do a lot more of. Then we get a fairly unique take on the fear of heights challenge with the Houdini-style escape task, then a fun navigation challenge with delivering pizzas, very similar to the guitar task we saw in TAR34. But of course the star of the show is once again the final memory challenge, and depending on the day, I might call it the best one in series history. The iconic “hello and goodbye” challenge is not only a great idea in of itself, but it feels like a perfectly thematic, almost solemn way to conclude an epic race around the world. The challenge is very difficult but also uniquely approachable, sort of like putting together a jigsaw puzzle. Start with the obvious ones like Spain, France, China, and potentially Russia and then apply lateral thinking and some guesswork to figure out the rest. I really love this one and it ends up producing a major upset as Josh & Brent, probably the two guys nobody expected to even make the final 3, let alone win, end up finishing first. A great ending to a fantastic season.
8th place: The Amazing Race 31
Similar to TAR21, Reality Showdown’s final leg is simply a joy to watch. It’s filled with memorable moments, and this one even takes places in a unique city, Detroit! But probably more than any other finale, I think this one is elevated by its outcome. Normally I’m of the mindset “It really doesn’t matter who wins;” There’s so much luck involved, especially in the final leg, I’ve never understood the perspective some people have that the “wrong team winning” retroactively ruins a season or that satisfying winners can do much to boost its overall quality. But the 15-year journey of Colin & Christy culminating in their win and redemption has to be one of the most amazing storylines in the history of RTV. If Tyler & Corey had won the season instead, this still would’ve been a good finale, but it just wouldn’t have had the same impact. The Seven Nation Army final challenge was easily one of the best of all time and the showdown between Colin & Christie and Tyler & Corie was unimaginably intense. I also love me a good “disastrous downfall” storyline in the finale and the Afghanimals delivered in spades in that department. The middle tasks like fowling were somewhat dull, but overall this would have to be my pick for best Amazing Race finale in recent memory.
7th place: The Amazing Race 12
TAR12 was the first to use the modern finale format, and I must admit, it made a pretty compelling first impression. While I miss getting airport drama in the finale, this leg more than makes up for it. The episode has a perfect combination of great tasks, a beautiful location, plenty of memorable moments, and an engaging final 3. This easily puts it in the top 10 because the reality is, while most finales have one or two of these things, it’s very rare for a finale to have all of them. An intriguing segment early in the episode comes when Nicolas & Donald get to the Detour site and realize they forgot to pick up the required gear from the previous location, forcing them to go all the way back. This is a setback from which they are unable to recover. The majority of the finale is a struggle for first between Ron & Christina, who have the lead, and TK & Rachel, who trail closely behind. If you’re like me, you were rooting hard for Ron & Christina so you have a strong feeling of nervous excitement throughout the episode. Things come to a head when teams reach the legendary final memory challenge, a fiendishly difficult logic puzzle. While TAR3 and TAR9 had memory challenges too, I feel like this was the first truly intricate one and you could certainly argue it still hasn’t been topped. I think this puzzle would be a challenge even for an Amazing Race superfan who had just binged the season, so asking the final teams to take it on when their exhaustion and stress levels were at an all-time high was brilliantly evil. This is where Ron & Christina lose their lead, and after a bit more ARI that continues the suspense, TK & Rachel cross the finish line first. Yes, we do get the typical “least exciting teams goes on to win” result that we’re all so accustomed to, but TK & Rachel are still a solid team, and Ron & Christina and Nicolas & Donald are so compelling that their presence alone easily carries the episode.
6th place: The Amazing Race 20
It may be a controversial season, but TAR20 has an electrifying and explosive finale from start to finish. On paper I don’t even think you would expect this episode to be that good, as the tasks are mostly very straightforward and the final challenge is quite unusual, having no business being as good as it ends up being. But this season just happened to have the right combination of teams and moments in its finale to create an episode that feels downright cinematographic. There are so many placement shifts, and every one of them is dramatic. Brendon & Rachel are in a good position but fall into dead last by taking a taxi instead of traveling on foot to the next clue as instructed. I don’t care what anyone says, Rachel Reilly will forever be one of CBS’ most spectacular casting finds; she’s in the tier of Dr. Will Kirby or Charla & Mirna of people you can just stick onto any show with any format and practically guarantee it will be entertaining. Her meltdown in the final leg and throwing her fanny pack at Brendon is peak Amazing Race comedy. An even more entertaining mistake comes later on though, when Rachel & Dave somehow bypass the final Roadblock and end up at the finish line too early. This is a jaw-on-the-floor moment in Amazing Race history as a team believes to have won the race only to have their dreams shattered by Phil, shocking all of the eliminated teams as well. At this point we’re all thinking “Welp, congratulations Art & J.J. on winning TAR20,” but it turns out there are still more shocking moments to come. By the time Art & J.J. reach the Roadblock, they firmly believe there’s no hope and that Rachel & Dave have already won, so their reaction when Rachel & Dave finally show up is fantastic. In one of the most infamous challenge blunders of all time, Art manages to squander his team’s tremendous lead by being unable to complete the sledding challenge, which allows Rachel & Dave to overtake them and claim 1st place after all. Brendon & Rachel manage to catch up to the Roadblock and Rachel actually overtakes Art on the sled, but then squanders the second part of the challenge allowing the placements to swap one last time. It’s a spectacular roller coaster ride of a finale.
5th place: The Amazing Race 3
I would die on the hill that TAR3 has the greatest final 3 in the series. There’s usually at least one interesting team in the finals, and if we’re lucky there’s two, but TAR3 is on another level. These finalists— Flo & Zach, Teri & Ian, and Ken & Gerard— are maybe 3 of the top 10 most entertaining teams of all time. The fact that all three make it to the end is nothing short of astounding. I’m confident this will never be topped. Still, this isn’t the #1 best finale because while excellent, it doesn’t quite have any of the jaw-dropping twists and turns that define the remaining entries on this list. Still, there are tons of great moments and let me just go through my favorites. Because they’re in Vietnam, teams have to get their tickets from a travel agency before going to the airport. Teri & Ian are the first to reach the travel agency followed by Ken & Gerard, and a hilarious scene ensues as Ian attempts to micromanage everything the travel agent does and gets on everyone’s nerves. Flo & Zach are the last to arrive at the travel agency and their fate seems bleak as there is no more room on the first flight. Then teams have to take a 17 hour train ride to Hanoi, which is just an awesome thing to include in a finale, especially since the leg right before this one had a 24 hour train ride. This season surely has the most brutally exhausting course in the series. While on the train, Zach uses a stranger’s phone to call a travel agent who finds a flight that arrives earlier than the other teams and promises to give them their tickets at a hotel in Hanoi. Flo & Zach are understandably quite skeptical about whether this is actually real, but to their utmost joy they arrive at the hotel and see that it is. Then we get some airport drama as Ken & Gerard find out about the earlier flight and manage to get seats, but by the time Teri & Ian find out the flight is full. But in another twist, this earlier flight gets a weather delay causing it to leave only 15 minutes sooner than Teri & Ian’s flight. Teams are only in Honolulu for a few minutes before another clue instructs them to fly to Kauai; I absolutely love how much travel is incorporated into this final leg. We don’t even get to the first task until the episode’s halfway over, a simple Detour that then sends teams to Seattle, their final destination. This final flight turns out to be an equalizer leading to an intense final segment as the final three race by cab and on foot through the city to their last few route markers. This is also where we get the first ever final memory challenge, a simple but charming little puzzle where teams have to remember the order in which a few animals appeared throughout the race. Flo & Zach are the first to finish and go on to win the race; I know they are controversial winners but in my opinion it’s a perfect ending to the season and I think they easily have one of the most interesting season-long storylines of any winners.
4th place: The Amazing Race 7
Here is a finale so epic and brimming with content that the editors decided to shorten the previous episode just so they could devote more time to it. In typical old school fashion, the tasks and route remarkers in this leg were split across three different locations: Jamaica, Puerto Rico, and the final destination, Florida. On paper I think this actually could have been one of the best designed finales because each of these locations are close together and there are many flights between them every day. Flights are less likely to be equalizers so it feels like every second counts. However, there is an hour of operations pretty close to the end of the leg and I see no world in which the teams don’t end up equalized here, which is pretty lame. I’ve made a whole post about this before, but to me this equalizer has always seemed like a pretty transparent attempt by the producers to make a close ending in an artificial way, which I’m not a fan of. I must admit though, from an entertainment perspective, it worked. The result was probably the most satisfying underdog victory in the entire series, as Uchenna & Joyce manage to come from behind— in a leg where they started with nothing— and take down the season’s biggest threat, Rob & Amber. Rob & Amber were outstanding characters this season— Extremely dominant, undeniably entertaining, but ultimately they were villains whose downfall was exciting to witness.
For those of you who claim the original Non-Elimination penalty was the best, I think this episode is easily your best argument as it delivers what I consider two of the most memorable scenes in the entire series. The first is at the beginning: It’s the middle of the night and Uchenna & Joyce have absolutely nothing. They need to travel an hour by taxi to the next route marker but can’t pay for one; they consider going to the airport to beg, but it’s in the opposite direction and they have no way of getting there either. Their position seems utterly hopeless (and to be honest, without the equalizer it would have been). A kind stranger agrees to bring them to the airport, but they have a very hard time begging for money. The scenes of Uchenna approaching tourists and asking for money feel raw to an extent the show rarely reaches. You can see in their faces they feel both despaired and degraded. Eventually they earn enough to begin the leg but are essentially running on empty the whole time. The second scene comes at the end of the episode— Against all odds, Uchenna & Joyce have taken the lead and they have their last clue; all that’s left is the finish line. With almost no money left, they get in a taxi they know they can’t afford and in their ultimate desperation, try begging for money from inside the cab windows. Eventually they arrive at the finish line still short on cash, and there’s this intense anxiety knowing Rob & Amber could show up at any moment. You can hear the despair in Uchenna’s voice as he continues to beg; some locals agree to help, and others refuse. This may legitimately be the most intense, anxiety-ridden segment in the entire series, and even though it in some ways feels unearned, it’s so good that you honestly just don’t care. Overall this is just an exceptional episode of television.
3rd place: The Amazing Race 1
The first season of The Amazing Race is magical in a way the subsequent seasons could never hope to replicate. It is far and away the “rawest” season of the show, certainly in how it’s produced but I’d say in the storylines as well. This finale episode is one of my favorite episodes of TV, but it’s totally different from the other finales I’ve ranked highly on this list. If this ranking was based on sheer excitement factor alone, TAR1 would rank much lower, but excitement is not really the main thing the editors were trying to convey here. Instead, the tone is much different, and the episode has an almost somber vibe. It feels like this grand, epic first-of-its-kind adventure is finally coming to a close, and as you’d expect, it’s bittersweet. It’s sort of like getting back from a long vacation; you are excited to be home and you’re still feeling the high of all the fun things you got to do, but there’s also this feeling of... sadness. This finale does such an exceptional job of conveying every emotion on that spectrum. The entire season is a work of art, but to me this ending is what really cements it as one of the all-time great pieces of media. I mainly want to talk about the end of the episode, but there is a pretty awesome strategic moment in the middle. In order to ensure his team gets the fastest flight to New York, Brennan approaches several strangers and offers to pay them $300 to use their phone for the rest of the day. One lady agrees, and he tells her to call him the next day and he’d mail the phone back to her. I’m not sure if it’d be allowed today, but I’ve always thought this was such amazing, outside-the-box thinking, and I think it’s really incredible we get this level of strategic gameplay out of the very first season of the show.
But it’s the NYC stretch of the episode that puts this finale in elite territory for me, and I’m just going to come out and say it— This is my single favorite segment in the entire series. To me, TAR1 has always at its core been the story of Frank & Margarita, who have this incredibly engaging relationship. I think they’re probably the most complex team in the whole series. A deeply imperfect couple who are separated but have decided to go on this adventure together in part because they want the best for their daughter. Throughout the race they have highs and lows, and Frank in particular says some really mean things, but deep down you can tell there is love and they have an undeniable chemistry with one another. It’s clear they’ve been through a lot with each other and the whole season feels like we’re seeing this epilogue to their relationship; it’s incredibly raw. This final leg is probably when their relationship is at its highest point, and it just so happens that Queens is their hometown. You can’t help but to root for them. There is only one route marker before the finish line and Frank thinks he knows a shortcut to get there, but it turns out to be slower and Rob & Brennan pass them. However, they don’t know they’ve been passed. The final clue tells them to take a train to Flushing Meadows, but at this point it’s obvious to viewers that they won’t be able to catch up. What follows is the most bittersweet ending in the series, accompanied by a truly magical score, Now We Are Free. While playing, the episode cuts back and forth between Rob & Brennan running towards the finish line, Frank & Margarita looking longingly through the windows of the train, and the cheers of eliminated teams standing at the mat. The entire segment is masterfully put together, and it makes me wish the editors were more willing to experiment with the tone and presentation of the race to the finish line in subsequent seasons.
2nd place: The Amazing Race 5
What is there to say about this season that hasn’t already been said? The season is virtually flawless from beginning to end, so it's no surprise that its final leg is another contender for the #1 spot. Like TAR3, this is an exceptional final 3 whose personalities and interteam dynamics play a tremendous role in the quality of this finale episode. Going in, it kind of feels like Colin & Christy’s season to lose, as they are an incredibly dominant, athletic, and self-admittedly “intense” pair of racers. Meanwhile, Chip & Kim are easily one of the rootable teams in the series, but it definitely seemed like they had the least chance of winning considering their competition. The stopover location happened to be Canada (a new country) which was really awesome, and teams had to compete in tasks which seemed to perfectly match the gravitas of a finale like hiking to the Continental Divide and luging through the Olympic Park. But what really cements this as one of the greatest finales of all time? The airport drama, of course! In fact, almost half the entire episode takes place inside airports, and every second of it is magnificent. Predictably, Colin & Christy and Brandon & Nicole get through the tasks in Canada way quicker than Chip & Kim, and both teams secure tickets on what appears to be the earliest flight. But in the greatest twist of fate in Amazing Race history, Chip & Kim’s ineptitude at the tasks actually turns out to be a blessing in disguise. When Kim calls the airline to book reservations, she learns that unbeknownst to the leading teams, the first flight had been delayed by almost 3 hours. This allows her and Chip to secretly book tickets on a faster flight in what will turn out to be a race-deciding move. Colin & Christie and Nicole & Brandon don’t learn about the delay until the morning. After an intense scramble in Denver, they’re able to get on a flight that arrives 10 minutes after Chip & Kim but are not able to get on the same flight because they fatally checked their bags on a flight with a different airline. This plays out so perfectly because it’s a shocking and exciting turn of events in which the underdogs seemingly come out on top, but Chip & Kim have such a small head start that it still feels like anything could happen entering the Dallas stretch of the episode. So many of TAR's best moments are the result of pure, dumb luck and TAR5’s airport chaos is a great example of this. In order to make up ground, Colin called to get a cab driver ready in advance, and I swear he must have hired this guy off the dark web because this driver is UNHINGED. This portion of the episode is a beautiful blend of extreme anxiety as Chip & Kim narrowly hold onto their lead and absolute hilarity as this taxi madman speeds down the shoulder of the highway honking his horn. As we all know, Chip & Kim do manage to keep their lead, ultimately becoming another one of the most satisfying winners in the series.
1st place: The Amazing Race 2
For me there was never any question. Not only does TAR2 have the best finale episode of any season, I think you could make a very strong case for this being the single best episode in the entire series. I mean, the episode’s called “Follow That Plane!”, you know just from the title it’s going to be iconic. Like TAR7, the editors shortened the previous leg in order to devote more time to this one, and even with the extended runtime the episode does not slow down even for a moment. I’d say the final 3 isn’t quite as strong as the last few seasons I’ve talked about, but when one of the teams is Tara & Wil, it doesn’t really matter who the other two teams are; the finale is practically guaranteed to be entertaining. The episode begins with some airport drama as teams need to get from Hawaii to Anchorage where they must visit a seaplane base and instruct a pilot to take them to their next destination. However, shortly into this segment, Tara & Wil find themselves in a terrible predicament: Somehow, they’ve lost their clue and have no idea where they’re supposed to go once they get to Alaska... This is the funniest possible team this could happen to. They immediately start blaming each other and Wil threatens to quit for like the 10th time this season. First they try to ask Blake & Paige to show them the clue, but they awkwardly refuse. Then they approach Chris & Alex, who also reject them after reaching the pretty obvious conclusion that if the roles were reversed, Wil wouldn’t help them. This turns into a very funny argument as Wil tries to convince Chris & Alex he actually would help them, albeit in the most unconvincing tone conceivable. This leads to Wil arguing with Tara about how her “buddies” let them down, which turns into another argument about how Wil is too mean to everyone and that’s why no one will help them. At their layover in Seattle, Tara & Wil purchase books on Alaska to see if any names sound familiar. When they think they might have the right place, they essentially reverse-engineer the race by calling the company and confirming they are expecting teams to come by. It’s a very smart and meta strategy that’s unlike anything else we’ve seen in the series. Once in Alaska, they’re still not exactly sure where to fly, so of course, Wil tells their pilot to “follow that plane.” This whole storyline is so legendary and it’s somehow not even the main headline of the episode. Teams then have to spend the night in an igloo; it’s an artificial equalizer that I’m really not a fan of, but thankfully doesn’t affect the outcome since the teams were already tied. We get some fun tasks in Alaska made better by Tara & Wil’s constant bickering, and then some really great travel drama as teams are sent to their final destination, San Francisco. Chris & Alex decide to drive to the closer but smaller airport in Fairbanks and quickly realize they’ve made a mistake, so they catch a last minute flight back to Anchorage before joining up with the other teams. This final portion of the episode in San Francisco is unquestionably the most dramatic and exciting 20 minute stretch of the season, and possibly the entire series. Zero tasks, just pure navigation and extreme suspense backed by an absolutely phenomenal score. To me, it’s the total embodiment of what TAR is. There are way too many highlights to cover them all, but my favorite is this exchange between Tara and Wil:
(Wil) Tara, just please leave me alone man, I’m trying my best.
(Tara) Was that really a smart move? Could you tell me that was a smart move?
(Wil) I was trying to shake them. And then you—
(Tara) SHAKE THEM AT A DEAD END?!!!
(Wil) I tried my best.
(Tara) You’re... you’re stupid though. You really are. I mean, I hate to say it Wil.
But even through all their mistakes, Tara & Wil are the first to arrive at the final location. All they need to do is run to the finish line. There’s just one problem— Chris & Alex are only a couple minutes behind and are much faster runners. With the finish line in sight, Tara & Wil desperately try to hold onto their lead, and it still seems like they’re probably going to win, but then you see Chris & Alex arrive. And then you see Chris & Alex slowly start to catch up. And then you realize “Oh my God. They’re actually going to pass them.” And then, only a few meters from the finish line, they actually do. You couldn’t script an ending more sensational and poetic than this. It’s a truly perfect ending.
And that concludes my rankings! It's a lot of words so thanks to those of you who read, and please share your opinions too!
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2024.05.26 06:45 SpoonusBoius Beyond Nostramo (A Kassanda Curze fanfic)

It had been a long time. A long while, indeed, since the hives were removed from Nostramo. In their place came the endless fields of corn, the unwavering sway of the stalks as they rose out of the land. Of course, any person who knew Nostramo knew that this world wasn't truly the Planet of Darkness; it simply shared a name by sheer coincidence. This world was bright, temperate, and fertile. No pollution clogged the rivers and skies, even as bulk machines designed for the sole purpose of moving unimaginable quantities of grain to and fro went about their business. Humanity had learned long ago that the sun was necessary for crops to flourish, so the expense to keep the world clean was made. Nostramo was a world of life. It had to be in order to survive.
Scarecrows, intended to thwart the predations of hungry birds, rose tall above even the crops. They, by themselves, were hardly effective. The birds were too wise to be frightened by inanimate sticks. What was effective, at least for this one tiny part of the world, was the plate the scarecrow had been adorned with. The armor was a faded sapphire, somewhere between the blues of an ocean and the blue of old Nostramo's skies. Yet, the plate was marred with the scars of time. The blue had been worn away by the passage of years with no protection from the elements, and cracks and crevices from battle were many and they were deep. The passage of centuries had only worsened them. Now, it hardly even resembled armor, despite its once-mastercrafted artifice. It was a shadow of its former self. Glory—if the ceramite plates ever truly knew glory—was long gone, now. Rivets that once held pieces of flayed skin and the bones of poor, unfortunate souls now rested happily empty.
There was also a house. It was a simple prefabricated hab unit, only sized up to accommodate a being far larger than any normal human. Time had worn it down, too, but the rockcrete remained strong even as the white paint that once gave it a dash of vibrancy had peeled away and left only a stone gray visage. The roof was little more than a slightly tilted set of squares, designed to remove rain while only necessitating the bare minimum of extra material. Some parts of the unit were splotched with yellow pollen, and an odd vine curled up the side, almost making the place appear rustic.
And a woman emerged. She was tall. Unnervingly so. Even with the enlarged door, she risked slamming her head into the doorframe if she did not exercise caution. Her black hair was tied into a simple braid, though it was long enough to reach the small of her back. Scars—deep ones—crowded the area around her mouth like unwanted guests. Her clothes were simple and unrefined; a plain gray tunic and an unimpressive skirt covered her from her neck to her ankles, leaving only her head and arms exposed. She wore boots underneath it all, but one could only cast small glimpses of them from between the hem of her skirt and the length of the grass she tread upon.
Kassandra Curze was a woman long forgotten. Once, she had been known as the Night Haunter. A long time ago, she had sought justice and enacted it in whichever way she saw fit. Once, she had been seen as a woman who no one could trust. She was a tool to be maintained, to be utilized and then discarded when the work was done. Not any longer. For all anyone knew, the Night Haunter was dead.
She had heard stories, of course, of the Galaxy beyond Nostramo. She knew of her sister Guilliman's return and the wars she fought, how the Avenging Daughter of the Imperium bloodied her hands to keep Mankind safe. Kassandra knew of this. She knew that men and women who called themselves her children died every day, trying to enact the will of a Primarch they believed long dead. Her will.
"Redeem us," she had said. "Protect Mankind."
She sighed as the memories rushed back into her. Yet, despite the pain of those recollections, she spared a half-smile. If she was looking back, it meant she was not looking forward. She had not had a vision in millennia. It was one of many blessings she believed she did not deserve. Yet, she took them, fearing the alternative. Better to bask in rewards unearned than to be soaked in the just punishments. Truthfully, she feared justice. She had no delusions against the reality that, if anyone deserved to be burnt alive or hanged from a rope, it was her.
Yet she still lived. She lived here, by sheer coincidence, on a planet called Nostramo that was not Nostramo. She tended to crops. She repaired bulk movers and operated servo-harvesters. She could predict what the weather in three weeks was going to look like just by smelling the air. Her crops contributed to the war efforts, and she made her contribution to the tithe. She had been doing that for thousands of years. Surely, she had done more for the Imperium than most women could do. Surely she had earned some small piece of redemption, just by staying still and not hurting anyone. Just by eating and drinking alone, without anybody to injure or torture with her presence.
As she made her way toward the field, she whispered to herself, "The Night Haunter is dead."
The stalks were tall enough that they would have surpassed even an armored space marine in height, but she stood a head taller than them. If she looked out while standing in the field, she could see the horizons in all directions, with only a few odd hab units breaking up the perfect solitude of the endless sea of grain. Birds who made their nests amidst the fields swooped around. There were cats who lived in the fields, Kassandra knew. They were put there to hunt the birds, who ate both the crops and the insects who lived on them. She had always wanted to touch one of them, but they refused to draw near, even at the promise of food.
She slipped through the fields with the grace of a butterfly and began to examine the crops. The ones in section 1-A were in good condition. 1-B was struggling with a stalkbeetle infestation. She would have to requistion some pesticide. 1-C was good. 1-D flourished. 1-E was beautiful. She kept going through the sections of her field, scanning for any possible variance, any discrepancy that she needed to be concerned about. The administratum believed that there was a team of ten workers living in her hab unit. They were wrong, but she could do the work of ten men and then still have time left in the day to do other things.
When she finished the final section assigned to her, she departed from the field. She went home. She sat in her empty bedroom (if an empty chamber could be called that) and meditated. She could always feel the pricks of the future gnawing at her mind, trying to force their way in, but something stopped them. Even as her subconscious tried to skim the threads of time, it refused to delve into the deeper waters. Even if she tried to see something, she could not. Her foresight had left her.
Meditation was not something that had come naturally for her. She was once a being who was so utterly lost in her own torment that the idea of any self-reflection physically pained her. When she first struggled with those memories, the attacks had come. Moments where she could not breathe, even though there was air and her superhuman physique should have meant she could have survived even in the vacuum of space. Moments where she felt so small and vulnerable, despite her giant frame and overwhelming strength. Her heart racing even faster than it did in battle because when she was fighting she was in control of herself. When she fought the beast in her mind, she was not in control.
But that hurdle, though it had taken centuries to overcome, was simply an obstacle, and there was no task one of the Emperor's Daughters could not complete. Not that she took any pride in being related to the Emperor, of course; she simply saw the reality.
She opened her eyes. As her mind returned to the sensations of the world, she whispered to herself, "The Night Haunter is dead."
She left her bedroom and went to the kitchen. This was the one luxury she afforded herself, to honor the one person who had ever taken the time to know her. They had loved to bake, so she learned as well. Anyone, given thousands of years with which to practice, would become skilled in any craft.
Soon, the smell of freshly-baked pies and bread wafted out of her open windows. There was no one to smell them, and no one to share them with. She ate alone. Loaves of bread, fruit pies, chocolate tarts, and jams and butters with which to garnish them were all devoured quickly. She could taste every last flavor, could perfect every single modicum of sweetness until it practically melted away in a cloud of bliss, but she never enjoyed this part. It reminded her of all the things she did not have, and then she disliked herself for wanting more mercies than she had already been granted.
Then, when she was done eating and the sun was set, she went to sleep on the floor. Then she woke up the next day.
And she did it all again. Over and over again, without fail, without the slightest instance of change. It was peaceful.
A knock came on her door while she was baking. They called her name, not the false name the governor's inspectors knew her by. It was a woman's voice, boisterous and grizzled. Instantly, she knew who the voice belonged to: Leona El'Jonson. There were other women who sounded like that, but none could match the timbre of the Lion. Kassandra knew it as though the sound were engraved into her very soul.
She pulled a knife from the cabinet. For a normal human, it would have been the size of a longsword.
She whispered to herself as she approached the door slowly, "The Night Haunter is dead."
The door opened, and she saw the Primarch of the First Legion. She was wearing her armor. She was unarmed, however, and she looked... older. Her once pristine blonde hair was flecked with gray. The shadows of wrinkles pulled at her features, like a normal woman in her late thirties. And the steel daggers her eyes once held weren't there. Her face was almost... soft.
"Curze," the Lion said. Her voice, at least, hadn't changed.
"El'Jonson," Kassandra responded.
The sisters looked at each other. Kassandra realized with a chill that the Lion looked awkward. There was no certainty in the woman's eyes. Not like there had been during the Heresy or the Scouring. Not like there had been during the Great Crusade.
Was this really Leona El'Jonson?
"You look different," the Lion commented. "Much calmer. Peaceful."
Kassandra just stared. Surely, the knife in her hand—she had it hidden behind the doorframe—had not escaped her sister's notice. The Lion knew it was there, right?
Then, as the Lion's eyes burrowed into her own, she understood that yes, she did know. What was she thinking? Leona El'Jonson was never a deceitful woman. She had never once told a lie, and her coming to this house unarmed meant she had no intention of causing a ruckus. At least, not yet.
It meant she was vulnerable. Kassandra could get rid of her now. She could plunge the knife into the 1st's throat and no one would ever know. She knew, without her even saying, why she was here. She wanted to bring her back. She wanted her to fight. She wanted her to be at the head of the Night Lords again, to fight against the enemies of the Imperium like she had ten millennia ago. One simple murder would end this before it even began. First it was the Lion, then it would be Guilliman. Then it would be Dorn, maybe, or Corax. Maybe even Aurelia would come down and beg her to turn coat.
No. No more.
Kassandra's brow furrowed in agitation. "I'm staying here. The Night Haunter is dead."
The Lion looked back at her with a thoughtful expression on her face. She pinched the bridge of her nose anxiously—a new habit; perhaps she picked it up from Guilliman—and asked, "May I come in?"
She wanted to say no. More than anything, she wanted to say no. But she smelled the peanut butter pie from the kitchen that she knew she would normally have eaten by herself and something cracked. Something poked at her eyes, then. It was an unfamiliar feeling, one that she hadn't experienced in millennia. She kept her face even, but her mouth betrayed her: "Yes," she answered.
She guided the Lion into the kitchen and stabbed the knife into the cutting board—a warning—then she pulled out a chair for her sister to sit in. The table was far larger than a woman living alone needed. Thirty-seven chairs, all evenly spaced, rested in a perfect circle around the table. Pies and loaves of bread adorned it like decorations, despite their smell. These details did not escape the Lion's notice as she sat down. "I did not take you for the sentimental type, Curze."
"I am not," Kassandra responded. She pulled another set of pies out of the oven—lemon—and moved them to the table.
The Lion spared one last gaze at the expansive table and the feast that had been laid out before her and chanced a sad smile. "No. No, you're not."
Kassandra handed her sister a plate, a knife, a spoon, and a fork, then sat down. She pulled a slice of apple pie onto her plate, then slapped a dollop of ice cream onto it. She then grabbed one of the seasoned loaves of bread and set it down next to her plate. "Eat," she said. "They're better fresh."
There was discomfort in the way the Lion picked items to add to her plate. She placed a cinnamon roll in front of her, took small bites of it until it was gone, then quietly grabbed another. The sisters, for a time, ate in silence.
Almost, Kassandra wished the Lion would just eat her sweets and leave. She hoped El'Jonson would get the picture: Kassandra Curze was a new woman, living a life that she wanted, not the one that had been forced onto her. But, of course, she had to ask. "Why are you here, El'Jonson?"
The response came quickly. The Lion seemed to ease up, the territory becoming more familiar than sitting quietly and eating sweets. "I came to fetch you."
Kassandra set her fork down with a distinct clink. She stood and pulled a jar of strawberry jam from her cabinet. "Would you like some?"
Anger began to spread across the Lion's face. "You mock me."
"What if I do? What are you going to do about it, El'Jonson? Are you going to send your Angels here to destroy my crops and raze my home to the ground? Such measures are not beneath you." Kassandra's tone was even and controlled. Her heart, however, began to race. Thoughts began to swarm her, too many to control. What if she were persuaded? What if the Lion forces her? What if she destroys her new Nostramo just to get her to leave? What if she already informed her Legion, and her children are on their way to take her back to the wars?
She turned back to the cabinet to put the jam away.
"The Imperium is dying, Curze. It is split asunder. I've yet to even see Guilliman, but she and I are the only ones left, aside from you."
"What?" Kassandra wheeled around to face her sister. She looked for some semblance of dishonesty in the Lion's face, but there was none. She told the truth. "Only us three remain?"
"All the others are dead or missing. Even Aurelia has disappeared, gone in pursuit of Little Light. There is no one left to fight."
"Even Sanguinia?"
"I'm told she has not left Baal since her Dove died during the Siege of Terra." The Lion looked weary for a moment. "I'm sorry, Curze. I wish our reunion could have been done under better circumstances, but-"
"Better circumstances?"
The Lion looked shocked, both by the sentiment that had come out of her own mouth and by the venom with which Kassandra had spewed her reply. Her body tensed, preparing for a fight.
"For ten thousand years, I have tended to this farm. I have not harmed a soul in all that time. I have done my duty as a citizen of the Imperium. I have done everything in my power to make sure that my sins are wiped away, and all you do to wipe away my grievances with you are some honeyed words of apology for bothering me? Odd for you, granted, but no less unwanted. Perhaps I should have turned coat with Aurelia when I had the chance. Then, at least, my wishes would be treated with some respect."
The Lion, taken aback, sighed. "Kassandra." She stood and moved around the table toward Kassandra, doing her best to make the motion seem gentle. She wanted to appear kind. "I made mistakes. Too many to count. I hurt my children, I hurt my loved one, and I hurt you. I see that now. Every day, I wish I had not."
Kassandra watched as tears slipped down Leona El'Jonson's face. She watched as the stone slab of a woman began to cry. Wetness made lines down the 1st Primarch's face, leaving stains that would take hours to leave her skin. Even as she cried, however, her face remained still.
The shock manifested in half-spoken words. "Leona, what are you-"
"I know I have no right to come down to your home and ask you to take up your sword again. I know you have found a measure of peace here. Believe me when I say I do not want to destroy that. To destroy this." She motioned to the sweets arrayed on the table. This was the closest thing the sisters had ever been to being a family. Suddenly, Kassandra knew that Leona understood. "This is what all of us have been fighting for all of this time. A chance to be together. We might not have said it, but that is what really caused all of this. Our chance to be a family has passed us by, but we can stop others from feeling that pain. The Imperium is made up of daughters and sons. Of mothers and fathers. Of brothers and sisters. I fight to protect them, Curze, and so do your children."
Finally, something to pick at. "You lie. The Night Lords would never-"
"The VIIIth has changed. They have taken your words to heart, Kassandra."
"What are you talking about?"
Leona reminded her of words that she had not heard for millennia. "Protect Mankind. That is what you told them, isn't it? All this time, they have followed the words of their Primarch."
"You... You're lying. That Legion of madmen would never listen to me. It's impossible. El'Jonson, you are lying to me!"
"I am not."
"You are. You've come to take me back to them. They want me to lead them, to be the lunatic that leads their merry band of insane scum. I refuse. I refuse to play that role again. The Night Haunter is dead! She is dead!"
"Kassandra Curze!"
The shout stopped Kassandra. She turned away from Leona and looked into the empty sink, seeing her reflection in the metal basin. "The Night Haunter is dead."
"I do not want the Night Haunter. I want you, Kassandra. But we must go soon. Beyond Nostramo, the Galaxy burns. It needs you."
As she stared into the basin, Kassandra had a vision. She watched as she gazed into the eyes of Leona, with the 1st plunging knife into her throat. The knife currently resting in her cutting board. She watched, with cloudy eyes, as she squirmed and fought only to be overpowered by her armored sister. The 1st came here to kill her. She is a traitor.
She reached for the knife.
For a brief moment, she felt something touch her hand. It was a feeling she had not felt in a long time. She smelled the sweets on the table. She listened to the swaying of the fields outside. She felt her own breath, moving in and out gently. She looked at her sister, stern as ever. She heard a voice. Stop, my love, it said. I am here. I will keep you safe.
She stopped herself from replying. She knew it was just a trick of the mind. It was a hallucination to be ignored. Her lover was dead.
Leona came over and grabbed her. At some point, Kassandra had fallen to the ground. She had her arms wrapped around her, squeezing her tightly. What was she doing? Was she trying to suffocate her? Was this an attempted murder?
Then the memories. The flashes of warmth, of love. The brief moments of respite amidst the sea of pain. She remembered her love, and how they used to hold her. How they used to hug her, to embrace her with their little arms and somehow make her feel like she wasn't the worst woman in the universe. She felt Leona holding her tightly, securely, like she was afraid to let go, and she felt that again.
And, for the first time in ten thousand years, Kassanadra Curze cried.
As she cried, she had another vision.
There was a house. It was a simple prefabricated hab unit, only sized up to accommodate beings far larger than any normal human, but also large enough to hold a lot of people. There was a fresh coat of white paint on the outside, and inside there were many rooms. There was a bedroom with a large bed fit for a Primarch and her lover. There was a nursery painted dark blue, like the midnight sky hanging over Nostramo. There was a kitchen, where Kassandra was hard at work making pie and bread and other baked goods. There was the sound of happy mingling coming from the dining room, where the table was already stacked full with food. And, filling all of the chairs, were her family. Smiling. Happy. Together.
And her belly was swollen with the light of new life. And as she carried the last pie into the dining room, she felt the warm gazes of her sisters, of their spouses, of her father, and of her love, and she smiled.
Then she was back in reality. She looked at Leona.
"This dream that I have," she said. "Is it worth fighting for?"
Leona placed her forehead against Kassandra's. "If even Kassandra Curze can have hope, then Humanity's dream is not yet dead." She pulled away, "But to reach that, we must fight."
Kassandra looked out her window. She saw her old armor hanging on the scarecrow, as beat up as it was. "Tell me," she began, "where is my Legion?"
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2024.05.26 04:01 tombo12151 [SF] Echoes of Disobedience

The light burns dimly. To feel guilty for ever taking vision for granted is an understatement. Clamoring for some essence of warmth was futile. The lack of observation remained the only imaginable topic for Victor Crowe, previously a citizen analyst for the Bureau for Progress. Upon sentencing to eight years of "re-education" within a Federal Enlightenment Centre, the rush for something to do was in contrast to the fact that there was plenty of time for nothing. "What am I to think about?" Crowe thought to himself. "Eight years of thinking and there is nothing to think upon." It was a truly soul-diminishing prospect that the one thing he never wanted to do while he could have, was to kill himself, yet now the only thing he could dream of doing - he was no longer able to.
Crowe was convicted on charges of civil disobedience due to his failure to uphold the progress of the people. "What progress?" Crowe felt he had been betrayed. "I have always performed my duties with great diligence and honor, only for me to now be the enemy." He decided to stand within his ten-by-ten cell, for there needed to be some sort of variety. "My whole working life, I have been sending hundreds of people to this very same fate." As if out of nowhere, the cell door began to screech to life. A sequence of locks was now being unlocked, slowly, methodically, as if it were some attempt at compounding the tension which had already made itself manifest.
With little drama, the door slowly opened - with it, the much-forgotten light of the outside. A tall man stood silhouetted in the doorway with his hand on his gun holster. "Are you Victor Crowe?" At this point, Crowe was readjusting to the sudden invasion of light, dazzled by its intensity. The man took one step forward. "Don't make me ask again." Crowe looked up at the man and answered yes, to which he was grabbed by the shoulder and thrown into the world of illumination. "If you try anything, I'll throw you into the correction wing." After hearing this, Crowe fell in line. The officer pushed him along the bright white corridor, clinical in sight and smell, with multiple other cell doors spaced alongside each other. As he passed one of the doors, Crowe noted the number above it - 807.
"How many cells are there in thi-"
"Did I say you could speak?" barked the officer. "Listen to me, and listen to me carefully, you do as I say when we walk into this office, any disobedience will result in saying hello to the good people in the correctional wing."
The officer took Crowe's handcuffs off. "The good people," he thought to himself, "what is this correctional wing?"
Crowe walked beside the officer through the door into a room with maybe fifty cubicles dotted in rows. "Sit down on this chair and wait for the good doctor," the officer said, before pushing Crowe down. A few minutes passed when another man wearing a white lab coat, as clinical as its surroundings, sat opposite Crowe. "Thank you, officer, you may take your leave from the prisoner, I have it from here." The doctor placed a few sheets on the table as well as neatly placing a pen in front of Crowe. "I'm Doctor Seymour, I will be evaluating you for the next hour so please make yourself comfortable." The doctor delicately pulled a cigarette out of the front pocket of his coat. "Want one?" he asked Crowe. "No, I'm good." "Well, okay then - we will commence."
"On the sixteenth of October, you sent a message to the Bureau of Progress concerning your lack of trust for your higher officer regarding his direct order to judge the citizen you were analyzing as a dissident. You claimed that this was beside the fact that there was zero prior evaluation of the citizen in question and felt that a potential miscarriage of justice had been carried out by your superior, is this correct?" Crowe looked at the doctor with dismay. "Yes, sir." Doctor Seymour sat back in his chair and finally lit the cigarette that sat between his fingers. "It was a test, Mr. Crowe, a test you failed." "What do you mean, a test?" Crowe interjected. "After twelve years of service I have never been tested like this." The doctor leaned back in his chair with a sudden smirk. "Oh but you have, you just never failed them before. You may not realize this, but the evaluator must also be evaluated and as it turns out - the man who lives by the sword must die by the sword." It was at this point that Crowe began to feel sick to the core. "Well, isn't that the case for you, Doctor?" Doctor Seymour's smirk quickly dissipated. "Yes, well maybe so."
The doctor began to write down notes on his paper. "Citizen - Victor Crowe - has hereby been evaluated by a second opinion of the Bureau of Progress that the resulting failure in following a direct order from his superior officer diagnoses him as a civil dissident, therefore confirming his just sentence of eight years of re-education and subsequent neural chip brain therapy." Upon extravagantly signing the paper, Doctor Seymour stamped the document with great vigor and passed it to Crowe. "Please sign here, and do so if you value your memories too." After a few seconds of silent reluctance, Crowe signed half-heartedly on the dotted line. "Now you will begin your re-education in one week from now, prior to which you will remain in your cell for self-reflection. Paper and a pen will be provided to you and you have the right not to write at all. Please be aware that while the law, as it stands, still allows for your writing to be confidential to the state - this is soon likely to change." The doctor once again stamped the document before shouting for the officer. The number of emotions wrestling within Crowe's head amounted to nothing compared to the dread that seemed to now be a part of his bloodstream.
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2024.05.25 11:48 Orange_Menace1 (Spoilers Main) - Randyll Tarly Failing Upwards, Part 1/2 - a command analysis

Randyll Tarly, Failing Upwards

part 2/2 here https://www.reddit.com/asoiaf/comments/1d08i8x/spoilers_main_randyll_tarly_failing_upwards_part/
This post speculates the books are misleading regarding the ability of Mace Tyrell and Randyll Tarly. At a surface level Mace is a weak leader and Tarly a skilled and loyal commander. I challenge those in-world views and suggest the opposite, that Tarly is a middling commander, and will turn to Aegon. This is not a new theory, but I hope my observations can add to the existing works.

Randyll Tarly as a Commander

The Battle of Ashford

Context: The battle of Ashford happened late in Roberts Rebellion and was his one loss. Robert’s host and the Tyrell host were closing in on each other around Ashford, which was on the western flank of the Stormlands.
The Battle – what we know: Tarly lead the vanguard, which engaged Roberts army ahead of the main host. By all accounts the battle was decided before Mace arrived, although the exact meaning of this is unclear. Lord Cafferen (of Old Oak) was cut down by Randyll. The main casualty of note was Mace Tyrell’s cousin, Quentin Tyrell.

The Battle – Relevant POV sections:

A Storm of Swords - Tyrion III: ~Tyrell's reputation rested on one indecisive victory over Robert Baratheon at Ashford, in a battle largely won by Lord Tarly's van before the main host had even arrived.~
A Storm of Swords - Davos V: "King Robert suffered defeats like any other man. ~Lord Tyrell bested him at Ashford~…
A Storm of Swords - Samwell V (multiple):
"~You are the one~ that killed the creature in the snow," King Stannis said, when only the four of them remained.
~"Your father is an able soldier,"~
~"He defeated my brother once, at Ashford. Mace Tyrell has been pleased to claim the honors for that victory, but Lord Randyll had decided matters before Tyrell ever found the battlefield. He slew Lord Cafferen with that great Valyrian sword of his and sent his head to Aerys." The king rubbed his jaw with a finger. "You are not the sort of son I would expect such a man to have."~
"If you had not taken the black, you would make a useful hostage," Stannis mused. He has taken the black, sire," Maester Aemon pointed out.
"You slew this creature with an obsidian dagger, I am told,"
"On Dragonstone, where I had my seat, there is much of this obsidian to be seen in the old tunnels beneath the mountain," the king told Sam. "Chunks of it, boulders, ledges. The great part of it was black, as I recall, but there was some green as well, some red, even purple. I have sent word to Ser Rolland my castellan to begin mining it. I will not hold Dragonstone for very much longer, I fear, but perhaps the Lord of Light shall grant us enough frozen fire to arm ourselves against these creatures, before the castle falls."
He considered Sam again. "I am told that you and this wildling girl passed beneath the Wall, through some magic gate."
You will show me this gate."
"I," said Sam, "I w-will, if . . ." If it is still there. If it will open for a man not of the black. If . . "You will," snapped Stannis. "I shall tell you when."
A Dance with Dragons - The Griffin Reborn:
He had lost it all at Stoney Sept, in his arrogance. Robert Baratheon had been hiding somewhere in the town, wounded and alone. Jon Connington had known that, and he had also known that ~Robert's head upon a spear would have put an end to the rebellion, then and there.~ He was young and full of pride. How not? King Aerys had named him Hand and given him an army, and he meant to prove himself worthy of that trust, of Rhaegar's love. He would slay the rebel lord himself and carve a place out for himself in all the histories of the Seven Kingdoms.

The Battle – Takeaways from the POV’s:
Tyrion: Tyrion’s main takeaways were that the battle of Ashford was indecisive, and largely won by Tarly’s van before the main host arrived. He bristles at Tyrell taking credit.
Davos: Maester Pylos attributes Roberts loss to Lord Tyrell not Tarly
Samwell: Stannis describes Tarly as able. Mace claimed the honors for Ashford but Tarly decided matters before Mace found the battlefield. Sam was not the son he would have expected from Randyll. There are hints that Stannis respects Sam, and it can subsequently be inferred, does not respect Tarly.
Jon Connington: Killing Robert would have ended the war.

The battle – Analysis:

Ordinarily a van is the forward marching unit of an army. Its exact uses and troop composition varied substantially. Typical uses are as a pinning force (to engage before the main host arrives).
The van did not appear to pin the enemy army, the low number of hostages, and the fact the battle is described as indecisive is indica that Tarly scattered Roberts army ahead of the main force. When we consider this, it becomes apparent how catastrophic the engagement was. If the van was able to win so crushingly, any engagement that did NOT decide the battle before the main force arrived was like to end the war. Instead, Randyll wins ~personal glory~.
Roberts army retreated, with Robert holing up in the Stoney Sept, to regroup after the Battle of the Bells with said force winning the war. The only person to hold Tarly in high regard is Tyrion. Stannis describes him as able, Pylos attributes the win to Tyrell and JonCon points out the objective is to kill Robert, whom escaped (albeit injured).
A tangent – Sam and Stannis.
On the POV’s above, Sam is said to be ‘not the son that Stannis would expect from Randyll and a useful hostage if he hadn’t taken the black. The inference is there’s value in Sam being a Tarly. The other possible meaning, is that Sam himself is useful.
Between Stannis acting on the obsidian information, the fact Sam killed an other, and the black gate shenanigans Sam not being the son expected of Randyll could take a very different connotation. Randyll is able, Sam is intelligent. This also adds a little context to his exchange with Aemon. It could be argued Stannis wants Sam in his service, and that whole exchange is not actually about holding Sam over Randyll, but wanting Sam in his own right.
· Sam points out that the Black Gate may only open for a man of the black. Stannis snaps at Sam that Sam will show Stannis the game, after Aemon explicitly states that Sam has taken the black therefore Stannis cannot have him. In other words, Stannis is not concerned with whether the gate will open for him personally and only interrupts when Sam suggests it may not open, saying Sam will open it at a time of Stannis’s choosing.
If we take Stannis’s words in that meaning, his comments on Randyll become more pointed. The battle being decided before the main host arrived is not necessarily praise, and able is not a glowing compliment of Randyll’s ability. You are not the sort of son I would have expected at a surface level is an insult but could alternately be seen as praise.
Re-reading the chapter, Stannis holds Sam in high regard, and presses him for all kinds of information, on Dragonglass, Wights and The Black Gate. He questions showing Lightbringer to Aemon, but when Aemon says ‘Sam will be his eyes’, Stannis draws the sword. He drones on about his plans to Sam, despite being typically tight lipped. Heck, according to some popular theories, he’s playing games with Jon in every interaction (the Manifesto series of articles comes to mind), which makes this interaction with Sam even stranger.
Extending this further into the Jon and Sam chapters is beyond the scope of this article but I would be remiss not to mention a few key points
· It is immediately after this conversation with Stannis that Aemon suggests to Sam to rig the election
· According to a popular theory, Sam then rigs the election count for the nights watch on top of his meddling with the candidates
· Stannis is hinted to know this when he talks to Jon and points out the election wasn’t fair.
To sum up this tangent – because Sam was not the expected son of the merely able Randyll, and because Sam appears to be respected by Stannis, able may be a veiled insult.

An Interesting historical analogy (thanks Wikipedia). The Battle of Ashdown

As this is a AWOIAF forum not a historical forum, I won’t delve into history beyond the point of analogy. However the battle of Ashford has strong historical parallels to the battle at Ashdown. Rather than delve deeply, I will provide the relevant Wikipedia section, and a dot point list of parallels. I believe they are substantial enough to merit consideration.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Ashdown


Four days later, on about 8 January, the armies fought again at Ashdown. ~The Vikings arrived first at the battle ground and deployed along the top of the ridge, giving them the advantage.~ They divided their forces into two contingents, one under their kings, Bagsecg and Halfdan, the other under their earls. When the West Saxons heard this from their scouts, they decided to copy the formation, with Æthelred facing the kings and Alfred the earls. ~The king then retired to his tent to hear Mass, while Alfred led his forces to the battlefield~. Both sides formed their forces into shield walls. Æthelred would not cut short his devotions and ~Alfred risked being outflanked and overwhelmed~ ~by the whole Danish army. He decided to attack and led his men in an uphill charge.~ Battle then raged around a small thorn tree and finally the West Saxons were victorious. ~Although both the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle and Asser emphasise Alfred's role in the victory, in the view of Richard Abels it was the attack by Æthelred when he joined the battle which was decisive and he might have intended all along to take the Vikings unawares~**.** They suffered heavy losses, including King Bagsecg and five earls, Sidroc the Old, Sidroc the Younger, Osbern, Fræna, and Harold. The West Saxons pursued the fleeing Vikings until nightfall, cutting them down. ~However, victory proved short-lived, as it was followed by two defeats, at Basing and Meretun.~ Soon after Easter, which fell on 15 April in that year, Æthelred died and was succeeded by Alfred.[7]
· Ashdown sounds like Ashford.
· A fraction of the force (the van) attacked the opposing army – and won.
· It was suggested that the attack of the second force is what actually won the day, rather than the first battling force that won the glory. This is not dissimilar to Tarly getting the glory but Mace being the actual lead commander.
· The battle was followed by two defeats (akin to the Battle of the Bells and the Battle of the Trident, soon after the war being lost)
· This was Alfred the Great's first major victory over the Viking invaders, similar to the first win against Robert

~Ashford in Summary~
Between our historical analogy, and our POV chapters, Ashford may not be the grand accomplishment for Tarly that the in world characters think of him. In fact, had he pinned the force or waited for Mace Tyrell, the war could have likely ended. Nobody speaks of his brilliance, with Pylos and Stannis hinting that it was Mace’s win and that Tarly was merely able, Tyrion saying it was indecisive, and JonCon pointing out that killing Robert ends the war.
Ashford was the single best opportunity to end the war, and basically all Tarly had to do was hold Roberts host in place before the main host of Mace arrived. Arguably, he didn’t even have to engage, and could have just waited around. His ‘victory’ turned Mace’s strategic and tactical brilliance into a small, indecisive victory.

Advising Renly - The Rising Sun

I have clipped the quotes here for space reasons
Context: Renly has gathered a massive host. Stannis has besieged storms end with a small force about 1/20 or less the size of Renly’s. Negotiations have failed and Renly is planning his attack on Stannis with his generals.
What we Know: Tarly is ignored and overlooked at every turn.

The Rising Sun

"And have it said that I won by treachery, with an unchivalrous attack? Dawn was the chosen hour."
"Chosen by Stannis," Randyll Tarly pointed out. "He'd have us charge into the teeth of the rising sun. We'll be half-blind."
"Only until first shock," Renly said confidently. "Ser Loras will break them, and after that it will be chaos."
I preface this section with a historical sidenote – the direction the sun rises and the directions of the winds are very real battle concerns in medieval history. This is not some ASOIAF chicanery nor Tarly inventing some reason, but a real battle tactic. Using the sun to hinder an enemy is a known stratagem.
That said, Renly totally disregards it.
In multiple texts we see how the ‘Chivalry of the South’ has rallied to renly. He specifically says that chivalrous part was the least part of his power. His army outnumbers stannis over 20 to 1. Stannis has light cavalry in boiled leather against Renly’s armoured knights, let alone the questionable loyalty of some of Stannis’s force.
Even a relatively costly battle is trivial to Renly’s force, but the presence of another potential king is dangerous. Looking at Renly’s wider strategy his reasons to stay honourable are obvious. He gathers ‘all the chivalry of the south’, and has many, many lords looking to him for reward. Not going at the chosen hour may be militarily superior, but it could result in a number of poor outcomes. No battle at all leaves stannis in tact, and breaking his word could result in the ‘chivalry of the south’ not being as committed as they currently are. Finally, he has no claim – just an army. Stannis is a very real problem, as Stannis actually does have a claim. He needs to deal with his brother.
From Renly’s perspective, Stannis directly meeting his forces on the battlefield is an act of insanity. If he can remove the threat of stannis in a single pitched open field battle, that is of immense strategic value. The sunlight is a single tactical factor (the value in the ASOIAF world to which is hard to evaluate).
I think it is a reasonable interpretation that Tarly, whilst technically correct is thinking far too narrowly. At present Renly has overwhelming numerical superiority, a higher quality of troop and momentum in the war of the 5 kings. He faces a small enemy force, with a stronger claimant than himself.

They Should Do Battle
"Your Grace, I see no need for battle here," Lord Mathis Rowan put in…
~"And have men say I feared to face Stannis?"~
~"Only fools will say that~~,"~ Lord Mathis argued….
~"I say that Stannis is a danger to you~," Lord Randyll Tarly declared
(god bless you Randyll Tarly)

A Clash of Kings - Catelyn III
All the chivalry of the south rides with me, and that is the least part of my power. My foot is coming behind, a hundred thousand swords and spears and pikes. And you will destroy me? With what, pray?
~"And have it said that I won by treachery, with an unchivalrous attack? Dawn was the chosen hour."~
"Castles and courtesies will not appease him, he must have blood. Well, I am of a mind to grant his wish."
~"Lord Mathis, you shall lead the center of my main battle. Bryce, you'll have the left. The right is mine. Lord Estermont, you shall command the reserve."~

~---~

So Randyll isn’t actually proposing they do battle, he’s copying the words of Renly. A subtle bit of humour (if you share my interpretation) is when Lord Mathis says only fools will say Renly feared Stannis, about 5 seconds later Tarly explains why Renly should fear Stannis. Amusingly, Mathis is given a command (the centre) and Tarly isn’t here.
If we assume that Tarly isn’t held in the highest regard, the comments very much appear tongue in cheek. Despite being of the same opinion as Renly (and there’s an argument he’s just copying what Renly already said), he still manages to walk into an insult. Now on the other hand, maybe his opinion is highly valued. But time and time again we see Renly disregard and slight Tarly, ignoring his advice and denying him a command. As such, I posit it is more probable that this is a subtle jab.

Polticking with Caitlyn

~"I call it weak." Lord Randyll Tarly had a short, bristly grey beard and a reputation for blunt speech. "No disrespect to you, Lady Stark, but it would have been more seemly had Lord Robb come to pay homage to the king himself, rather than hiding behind his mother's skirts."~
"King Robb is warring, my lord," Catelyn replied with icy courtesy, "not playing at tourney."
Renly grinned. ~"~~Go softly, Lord Randyll, I fear you're overmatched."~

So once more we see Renly silencing Tarly, albeit in a playful tone. Additionally, Renly treats Caitlyn with substantially more respect than Randyll. Albeit he still threatens here, but there’s a strong inference Randyll’s approach is wrong.

Dispositions and Tactics

Rowan and Tarly are seen in Renly’s tent speaking of dispositions and tactics. One could argue this infers competence. Another fair argument is it infers a level of collaboration between Rowan and Tarly.
The excellent analysis in the article series Blood of the Conqueror has predicted Rowan and Tarly going over to the Aegon cause. Now I’m not going to get too much into that here (as this is a battle analysis), but Rowan and Tarly are in many ways complimentary to one another, both are Tyrell Bannermen, and as the story progresses we see reasons for them to become unruly. Given the total lack of description beyond this sentence, I would argue this shows a closeness between Tarly and Rowan moreso than any genius tactical mind from either.

Summary:

So we see Tarly here very much looked over by Renly. The only character not apparently treating him like a buffoon is Rowan, whom can be argued to be of questionable loyalty (again I harp back to the Blood of the Conqueror theories). Even then we have the quip from rowan that infers Tarly isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed.

Battle of the Blackwater

A Clash of Kings - Sansa VII
…golden rose and golden lion and all the others, the Marbrand tree and the Rowan**~, Tarly's huntsman~** and Redwyne's grapes and Lady Oakheart's leaf. All the westermen, all the power of Highgarden and Casterly Rock! ~Lord Tywin himself had their right wing~ on the north side of the river, with Randyll Tarly commanding the center and ~Mace Tyrell the left,~ but the vanguard won the fight
A Storm of Swords - Catelyn II
"When you stopped Lord Tywin on the Red Fork," said the Blackfish, "you delayed him just long enough for riders out of Bitterbridge to reach him with word of what was happening to the east. ~Lord Tywin turned his host at once, joined up with Matthis Rowan and Randyll Tarly~ near the headwaters of the Blackwater, and made a forced march to Tumbler's Falls, ~where he found Mace Tyrell and two of his sons waiting with a huge host and a fleet of barges~. They floated down the river, disembarked half a day's ride from the city, and took Stannis in the rear."

Analysis

Tarly in command over Rowan:
· Firstly we see Tarly in command of the centre rather than Rowan
· Tarly is completely screwed here. Given larger command, sent off to duskendale then his inheritance castle taken under him
· We don’t hear of Tarly doing much of anything in the battle – but we do hear of the analogous flanks.

WHY DOES MACE AND TYWIN PREFER TARLY
Tarly shares the brutal tactics of Tywin
Rowan is more intelligent (hence the earlier fool conversation and being chosen for Renly’s force). The earlier conversations between Rowan and Tarly indicate this. Note that in the aftermath, Tarly has one of his prizes (Brightcastle) essentially stripped away when he was off to another battle. One wonders if Rowan would have fallen for the same chicanery. If Tarly was present, there’s good argument this may not have been doable.
Although we only hear of it later, Rowan’s emotions play on his face at least a little. We know that he has at least a little animosity towards Tywin Re the Targaryen babes.
Tyrion watched the faces of the Lords Tyrell, Redwyne, and Rowan, wondering if any of the three would be bold enough to say, "But Lord Tywin, wasn't it you who presented the bodies to Robert, all wrapped up in Lannister cloaks?" None of them did, but it was there on their faces all the same. Redwyne does not give a fig, he thought, but Rowan looks fit to gag. -ASOS, Tyrion III

Tyrell and Tywin Mirrored
On the two flanks of the army, Tywin and Mace Tyrell take mirrored positions. Garlan takes the van and Tarly the center (note this is mirrored with Rowan in the center in Renly’s army and Tarly not having a command.)
Although a stretch, Renly was concerned with appearances and the treatment of Stannis’s body. This fits far more with the personality of Rowan than we have seen of the ‘kill everyone’ attitude of Tarly.
Logistical Victory by MACE – boats and bitterbridge
Logistically, the battle is won by Mace Tyrell (whom I love as a character) with a fleet of barges and a huge host already in position (allowing the army to cross quickly enough to intercept the battle of the blackwater). Also the messenger that draws in Tywin’s host comes from Bitterbridge – Tyrell Lands. Given the van wins the battle, there’s a fair argument that Mace could have won the battle alone, albeit with all the support he wins a crushing victory instead.

We hear the van won the fight (with a tyrell in it)
First the parallels. Mace Tyrell is paralleled to Tywin on the two flanks. It is a tyrell in the van who decides the day. Randyll commands the center.
So Randyll is relegated to an important, but ultimately ancillary position. Whether the battle is won by Tywin or Mace (and by all logistical accounts, it’s Mace), is another question, but the ‘finest soldier in the seven kingdoms’ is once again, somewhat ineffectual. He still commands the center in such a battle, but he displays no logistical or battle prowess (worth of text inclusion) in this fight either, just being a renowned commander in the right place at the right time. He is lumped in with the ‘other lesser lords’ when doling out rewards.


Duskendale and lesser beasts

Summary

· Lord Randyll defeats a northern army. The army is mostly foot and misplaced. It seems to be around a few thousand.
· This time, about half appear to escape bloodied – Clegane cuts off the retreat.
· Some theories say Tarly/Tywin was tipped off by Roose Bolton.
· This time he gets the commander
· Fifth occurs in FIELDS AND FARMS. Bad terrain for a retreat. Glover TRAPPED against blackwater bay
· Note that Glover had to be captured lest bolton treachery be revealed. Cannot be allowed to send raven.
· Strong implication of a trap and tipoff

Quotes

A Storm of Swords - Catelyn IV
When they brought him word of the battle at Duskendale, where Lord Randyll Tarly had shattered Robett Glover and Ser Helman Tallhart, he might have been expected to rage.

A Storm of Swords - Tyrion VIII
Lord Randyll Tarly held Maidenpool, Duskendale, and the kingsroad.
A Storm of Swords - Tyrion III
"No," their father said. "With the war. Varys."
Yesterday at dawn our ~brave Lord Randyll caught Robett Glover outside Duskendale and trapped him against the sea. Losses were heavy on both sides, but in the end our loyal men prevailed. Ser Helman Tallhart is reported dead, with a thousand others. Robett Glover leads the survivors back toward Harrenhal in bloody disarray, little dreaming he will find valiant Ser Gregor and his stalwarts athwart his path."~
A Storm of Swords - Tyrion I
~As for Stark, the boy is still in the west, but a large force of northmen under Helman Tallhart and Robett Glover are descending toward Duskendale. I've sent Lord Tarly to meet them, while Ser Gregor drives up the kingsroad to cut off their retreat.~ Tallhart and Glover will be caught between them, with a third of Stark's strength."
A Storm of Swords - Catelyn IV
"A third of my foot, lost for Duskendale?"
"The ironmen have my castle and now the Lannisters hold my brother," Galbart Glover said, in a voice thick with despair. Robett Glover had survived the battle, but had been captured near the kingsroad not long after.
A Feast for Crows - Brienne II ~Lord Randyll Tarly had commanded Joffrey's army, made up of westermen and stormlanders and knights from the Reach. Those men of his who had died here had been carried back inside the walls, to rest in heroes' tombs beneath the septs of Duskendale. The northern dead, far more numerous, were buried in a common grave beside the sea~. Above the cairn that marked their resting place, the victors had raised a rough-hewn wooden marker. HERE LIE THE WOLVES was all it said. Brienne stopped beside it and said a silent prayer for them, and for Catelyn Stark and her son Robb and all the men who'd died with them as well.

Analysis

Firstly we start with the obvious comparison. Tarly lets Robert escape when Mace otherwise very nearly won the war. Given another chance, Randyll pins his enemy against the sea and plans to not let a man escape. Having somewhat surrounded the opponent on known land, with reinforcements (Clegane) behind him, he still manages to suffer heavy casualties, and the target escapes.
What a colossal mistake. The only good news is he intercepted enough of the force that it seems no ravens got sent off showing exactly what happened, as if one message got back, the whole red wedding could have been undone.
Now prior posts have analyzed duskendale about allowing paths of retreat, and number of losses, but I think there are three key takeaways
· The stark contrast between this and his tactics at Ashford
· The fact that he failed to capture the host and Gregor Clegane had to clean up the mess
· The fact he suffered heavy losses when by all rights he had every advantage (and still failed to capture the army)
Interestingly, the message that gets to Robb is that Tarly shattered glover. The actual message from Varys is only 1000 were killed, with Tallhart. Now its difficult to say how many foot there were, but it’s not unreasonable to assume that 1000 is less than to around half the force. Clegane captures Glover in the aftermath (thankfully), and Robb gets the report that Tarly shattered the force, when in actuality a good chunk of it was Clegane.
As a sidenote- this is indicative that Clegane actually isn’t a bad commander, and in turn this makes the fact that Edmure Tully threw him back more impressive.
We also don’t hear of any captives other than the ones taken by Clegane. It appears Tarly is putting men to the sword (we know he did this with the florents).
Now before we get into conspiracy theories, we see Glover in ADWD conspiring with Madderly to help the starks and Stannis, so it seems this was not some cunning scheme where he secretly got himself captured.
Interestingly, the graves Brienne sees seem to indicate a crushing victory for Tarly, like the one described by Robb. This however is at odds with the report of Varys, and the fact Clegane had to mop up the leftover army. Now there are a few possibilities for this. Varys could be wrong/lying, heavy losses is being thrown around as a relative term (but that seems suspect), or the total of Tarly dead and Clegane’s role is being hidden. The last seems the most likely, Robb hears of a crushing defeat led by Tarly not Clegane (which we know is at least partially false), the dead he kills don’t add up, and there’s no mention of Clegane whom definitely did some of the work.
Also even assuming the whole situation is true and Tarly killed men at a 2/1 ratio, this assumes there are 500 heroes tombs under the septs at Duskendale. Simply put, there may not be that many. The whole aftermath stinks of a coverup. Tarly is getting Cleganes credit (and interestingly, it’s around now that Tywin decides not to give Clegane to oberyn).
Finally we get to the tinfoily bit. Helman garrisoned with Walder Frey to make sure he kept peace. Of the two lords, Helman is arguably more problematic, he knows more of Frey habits (when Tywin is scheming a betrayal) and his nephew is a possible hornwood claimant (cough Roose cough). If there was a conspiracy to kill one and ransom the other – I can see a world where Talhart is the one to be killed. In all reality though, this is a bit too ambitious, and in reality one just died and one escaped – without some super scheme that Tarly was involved in.
So in summary – once again Tarly fails his mission. At best, he bloodies an out of position army whilst taking heavy casualties, with his reinforcements on the way, and half the army breaks free (admittedly into Clegane). This is not a great display of prowess. We also know its possible to capture these men as hostages, as Clegane successfully does so – and Tarly fails to once again. Now it’s not catastrophic as the Northerners are bleeding men and trading troops tit for tat is beneficial, but the battle itself (the thing Randyll is in charge of) is highly unimpressive. The strategic victory goes to Tywin, whom in truth entrusts it as much to Gregor Clegane as to Tarly. As it so happens, Clegane delivers and Tarly doesn’t.


A summary as a commander

Talk about failing upwards
Charging ahead, he is able to turn a crushing win into an indecisive one which ultimately leads to Roberts Rebellion succeeding
He gives counsel to Renly about the sun when renly knows that the sheer strength of his cavalry makes the issue moot. Renly all but ignores him.
He doesn’t appear to do much during the battle of the blackwater
He manages to mess up essentially an ambush at Duskendale. Despite reinforcements being on the way
As a result of the 4 above points, he is given, lands, titles, honors and a position on the small council.
Upon actually reviewing his achievements and each individual battle, I’ve 180’d on Tarly. George RR Martin does a great job building him up, and having everyone describe him as a great commander, but actually unpacking his battles, he looks pretty underwhelming. The most important battle he won was Ashford, but that was a strategic catastrophe which otherwise could have potentially let Mace Tyrell win the war. Afterwards he’s carefully managed, with Renly outright dismissing him, Mace keeping the key positions of command in other people’s hands and Tywin going so far as to dispatch a trusted force behind him in the event he fails again – WHICH HE DOES.
He also has a lot of analogies to Mathis Rowan, which we will get to. Both have been posited in Blood of the Conquerer as possible Aegon supporters. I think the books have very much set this up.
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2024.05.25 02:32 Large-Wheel-4181 John Wick (John Wick) Vs Adam Clay (The Beekeeper)

John Wick (John Wick) Vs Adam Clay (The Beekeeper)
Connections:
  • Retired Professional Killers who are infamous more by their nicknames rather than by their actual real names (Baba Yaga/ The Beekeeper)
  • Retired Professionals who are brought out of retirement because of the death of someone close to them (Daisy/ Eloise Parker)
  • The deaths were the resulting actions (Killing Daisy and stealing Wick’s ca stealing all of Eloise’s money to the point she committed suicide) of young wannabe badass chickshit sons of powerful figures (Iosef Tarasov/ Derek Danforth) and their equally stupid friend (Victo Mickey)
  • Their friend is the first one to go and the sons are then told over their friends’ phone by the pros that they’re coming for them
  • After the word about their actions reaches an old man (Viggo Tarasov/ Wallace Westwyld) in their work professions, those old men are actually nervous and tell those sons that they fucked up on a biblical level, with those sons not understanding.
  • These sons also happen to have powerful figures for a parent that have a huge empire as well (Viggo Tarasov: Iosef’s Father and Crime Boss of a Russian Gang/ President Danforth: Derek’s mom who was the former head of Danforth Enterprises and current President of the United States)
  • Despite the older figures thinking it’s suicide to fight these assassins, who they consider are a force of nature, they still send out men to try and kill them…which fails miserably.
  • They even send a psychopathic woman who is part of the same organization as them to try and get them killed…and that also fails.
  • Along the way the pros keep going around and burning down (literally) these empires all in their quest for vengeance till they eventually get to the sons
  • Eventually the parents realize the damage and decide that the best thing to do is accept the fact that their sons have burned down their legacies and let justice be served (Viggo gives up his son for John to kill/ President Danforth decides it’s best to tell everyone about her son’s actions which he used stolen money to finance her presidential campaign)
  • Bonus facts: both are portrayed by middle aged actors with a long history of actions films though they are also notable for not being the best actors that after a long career created a film that is considered one of their best
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2024.05.24 23:01 sky_dragon_of_storm who are these figures

Klein slowly leaned back into his chair and sighed.
On both sides of the long, mottled table, Justice Audrey, The Hanged Man Alger, The Sun Derrick, The Magician Fors, The Moon Emlyn, The Hermit Cattleya, The Star Leonard, and Judgment Xio appeared in the order they joined the Tarot Club.
But this time, they weren’t real. They were only projections. They no longer appeared blurry, revealing their images from Klein’s memory.
Soon after, more figures appeared. They were:
A mature man with a receding hairline with deep eyes; a beautiful witch with blue eyeshadow and red blush; a middle-aged man with black hair mixed with silver hair, his voice unusually loud and sonorous; a woman in her late forties with ear-length short-hair; a youth that gamed on his phone while eating delicacies; a happy young lady who kept giggling; a civil servant who looked old than his age with a high hairline; a young girl dressed in an old-fashioned skirt who focused on machinery; a doll-like lady with a pale face; a teacher with soft facial features and bronze skin; a child licking on ice cream; a madam holding four heads; and an elder looking all serious at a bill...
They either sat or stood, gathering beside the people they knew. In the flickering candlelight on the long table, they discussed different things, followed the music, and danced.
Klein silently watched the lively scene as his expression gradually softened.
After an unknown period of time, he stood up, passed through them, and walked into the depths of this space.
Behind him, the figures, the candlelight, and the music faded away and disappeared.
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2024.05.24 21:14 TheMaskedOne2807 The Plague Doctor Chapter 72 (Double Sided)

Other stories by TheMaskedOne2807: The Oil Chapter 1 (Getting Back)
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In the distance, nestled in the corner of the rear wall, obscured by the shade, Kenneth spotted the small building Kica had talked about.
Walking along the charred and damaged wall, the smell of burned wood filled his nostrils to an almost uncomfortable and intrusive degree.
However, considering Nya’s sense of smell, it had to be far worse for the people of the outpost, and yet, regardless of that fact, so many had gathered near the wall.
At first, it was a small number, the odd person standing in the middle of the road, sitting on the ground, or leaning against a wall, but as he got closer to his destination, the number only grew.
For such a long time, Kenneth had gotten used to everyone staring at him, but now he couldn’t feel their eyes on him, even as he passed all of them by.
Only as he approached the small building’s door, ready to knock, did he feel that familiar sensation of eyes leering at him.
‘I have a bad feeling about this,’ Kenneth thought as a slight sensation of unease emanated from his gut, a feeling that only grew as he knocked on the door.
Slowly, the door started to open, and he was met by the familiar features of a light-brown furred face with his arm in a sling.
“What are you doing here? Ulric asked in his usual booming voice. “Shouldn’t you be taking some time to rest or teach Kica about your way of healing?
Slightly surprised at seeing Ulric standing in the doorframe, Kenneth took a moment to respond. “Um... actually, I came to get Aloko because I had something rather important to teach both him and Kica today. I was told he was here, but am I mistaken?”
“He is here, but his work is rather important, Ulric replied. “Whatever you have to teach him and Kica together, can it not wait.”
“Well, it’s not as if I can’t teach him tomorrow or anything; it's just I’d like to avoid the smell of a dead Nok decomposing, Kenneth replied, crossing his arms. “I mean, I know he’s doing his job and all, but what I have to teach wouldn’t even last until lunch.
“Are you sure he can’t just pop out for a little bit, or if you’d like, I might be able to help finish his work quicker. I can imagine he’s probably as tired as I am.”
Not even faced by the mention of a dead Nok, Ulric let go of the door and walked inside the room. “His work cannot be interrupted, but I'd be grateful if you helped him. After what happened to Kica It would be best if she wouldn’t have to come here.”
“Yes, she has been through a harrowing ordeal, Kenneth agreed as he stepped inside. “It was part of the reason I just wanted to do an autop---”
Falling silent as Ulric closed the door behind him, Kenneth stood completely frozen, eyes wide in shock as he breathed in the stagnant air.
Behind iron bars, chained to the wall, extremities stretched as far as they could, and covered in dry blood was the Nok he’d fought and defeated.
Gulping, Kenneth noticed multiple symbols carved into its flesh, all of them consisting of the same three shapes. A triangle inside a circle surrounded by a square.
However, as bone-chilling as the sight was, that wasn’t what had Kenneth so greatly shocked.
It was the fact that Aloko was standing hunched over, his arm vibrating as he effortlessly carved through the Nok’s flesh and scales, branding the top of its muzzled snout with such a cold look of indifference.
“I’m done commander. There shouldn’t be any fear of it going back to its own kind,” Aloko said as he rubbed his arm and walked out of the prison cell over to a nearby table with all manner of tools.
Glaring down at the heretic, Ulric walked right up to the iron bars and spoke in a strange manner. “I know some… of kind be… familiar with… tongue. You… stupid brute… so I keep… simple. Markes in flesh… means you not go back… they see you traitor… kill you.
“You heretic, but… mercy of shield Akina… not out of reach. Repent you evil… tell what know… about heretic area… numbers… strength… weakness… and go to tower.”
As Ulric waited for a response, Aloko walked right up to Kenneth, whispering. “Kenneth… I mean, teacher, what are you doing here?”
“Aloko, is this your other work? Do you torture Nok and Sil?” Kenneth asked, hoping there was some other explanation than the one that so glaringly stared him right in the face.
“Yes. It isn’t often I get to practice my skills, but I am… the best at making heretics talk,” Aloko calmly answered.
“I-I… I see, Kenneth stammered as he tightened his grip. “I wasn’t aware that this was your other job...”
Suddenly, a loud bang reverberated throughout the small room. Both Kenneth and Aloko turn their heads to see Ulric with his foot on the iron bars, his teeth laid bare. “Talk… or pain.”
Remaining quiet, the Nok closed its eyes as though it was trying to fall asleep.
“Commander, should I--?”
“Get on with it, Ulric ordered. “Let us see just how stubborn this heretic is.”
Grabbing something off the table, Aloko calmly walked over to the Nok, kneeling down in front of it, and went right back to work.
Kenneth couldn’t bear to watch any of it as his thoughts overwhelmed him. ‘This… this isn’t right… It tried to kill Kica, Selisio, Jinki, even me… it even hurt Nokstella… This is a war… an-and there should be justice for that, but not… not this… not this ugliness… But what can I even say? Their home was attacked… and people, friends and family were killed…’
As the Nok began to hiss in pain, rattling the chains that bound it, Kenneth snapped out of his thoughts. “Ulric, isn’t this enough?! Didn’t you talk about mercy?!

Turning to look at Kenneth, Ulric raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know anyone besides me in the outpost spoke that tongue, but if you understood what I said, you should know the heretic need’s to repent.
“If it wants mercy, then it better start answering my questions; otherwise, all that will be ahead of it is pain and death.”
As the pain hisses of the Nok grew louder, Kenneth's gaze reflexively fell upon the scene for but a moment. However that moment was enough to shake him to his very core.
Forgetting about his conversation with Ulric entirely, Kenneth walked into the cell and watched Aloko from behind.
He roughly and carelessly stitched the Nok’s chest wound, only slowing down to tie the knots. It was almost in complete opposition to the gentleness and care Aloko had shown when treating everyone yesterday.
Eventually he stopped, having taken notice of Kenneth's presence. “Am I doing it wrong? You said I had improved before after doing it so much, so have I gotten better?”
Standing there silently for a moment, Kenneth just stared down at him before asking in a frigid tone of voice. “Are you using the knowledge of healing and medicine for torture?”
Seemingly taken aback by the question, Aloko flattened his ears, stammering. “I-I just…”
“Answer the question,” Kenneth coldly interrupted. “And tell me how you are going against everything a healer is about. Inflicting pain and suffering so mercilessly without a second thought! That is NOT a doctor’s duty! ”
“B-but you showed me this, Aloko stammered. “I-I thought this could be used--"
“From what I remember, all you did was inflict pain on whoever you healed, Ulric interjected. “Aloko is just using what you’ve taught him, and because of that, someone like Kica would rarely, if ever, be involved in these matters again.”
“I’m not going to say I don’t inflict pain with my methods, but I took an oath to do no harm, which means I do what is in the best interest of my patients! Kenneth retorted. “Yes, that sometimes means pain, but not this! Never like this!”
“It sounds more like you’re just choosing when and how to follow your oath, Ulric replied.”You would not do harm when saving the merchant's son, but when you fought the royal brat, you did. Even when you fought the heretic, you acted with such violent intent.”
“Don’t get me wrong. You have my utmost thanks for saving Kica and knocking the heretic out cold, but all of it just goes to show what weight you place on your words.”
“I’ve never chosen when or when not to follow the Hippocratic oath, and it never prohibited violence, Kenneth insisted. “I just hid behind it, telling myself I’d never have to or need to fight, but I guess you can tell me all about how that worked out when it comes to this place and your idiotic laws.
“I don’t know what you’ll think of these words or what weight I’m placing on them, but when I say this, I mean it. I will never teach anyone anything about medicine or healing if they’ll use it to harm anyone.”
Before either of them could respond, Kenneth walked out of the cell and out of the building, slamming the door behind him, but as one door closed, another one in the capital just opened.
***
Stepping out of the wagon, Jubo was greeted by the head butler and maid. Behind them, standing on either side, were two rows of houseguards with their heads lowered in acknowledgment of his status.
“Welcome home, young master,” The head butler and maid greeted.
The head butler was a tall man past his golden years and almost done with his silver. His white and pink spotted fur was neatly kept, not a single strand of hair out of place, and his tail was kept perfectly hidden behind his legs.
The old man was dressed in a bright yellow-dyed long-sleeved shirt and pants. Like all butlers, he wore collars around his wrists, ankles, and neck, all of them white except for the one around his neck, which was black.
Similarly, the head maid was past her prime, approaching the end of her silver years, yet her blue fur was rather eye-catching and, to some men of baser instincts than a royal such as himself, attractive.
She wore a neat, long-sleeved, yellow-dyed dress with two white collars around her wrists and one black around her neck. Like every other woman of some proper standing, her dress was outfitted with a square iron cage underneath her skirt, widening the dress's girth, hiding her tail completely, and exposing very little of her feet.
Yet one thing about the woman still annoyed Jubo immensely from the moment he stepped off the wagon. Even after such a long journey, she still surpassed him in height.
“Shall I have a warm bath made ready for you, young master?” The head maid asked.
Letting out a tired sigh, Jubo walked right passed the pair. “Make sure it’s done soon, head maid. Head butler, send someone to my room. I want my armor spotless before I am done with my bath.”
“As you wish,” The head butler replied.
Walking past the house guard, Jubo entered the Dekaso estate, a massive mansion towering over any low-born build structure four times over. The upper floor’s walls were fitted with long, rectangular, finely crafted glass, allowing anyone to spot a mere glimpse of his family’s wealth.
And just above the entrance, in full view for anyone to see, was the Dekaso crest. A golden sword in the center, surrounded by footprints with the inscription, “Speed unparalleled that overcomes the strong.”
Inside the warm, cozy mansion, the floor was covered in the finest wood and carpets one could purchase, with sets of shiny, perfectly pristine armors to the sides in the midst of getting cleaned by butlers and maids.
Each one had been worn by one of his ancestors when they returned from battle. An eternal testament to the Dekaso line, the Fastest family, those who fought and killed, avoided every blow, strike, and stab.
“I can’t wait to sleep in a good bed. The ones in the outposts are so hard to lie on. No wonder most of the women used me as one,” Para yawned.
Grabbing the hilt of his sword as tightly as he could, Jubo glared at Para. “Tsk… You remember our deal?”
“You know where my loyalties lie, young master,” Para remarked as the head butler and head maid effortlessly made their way past the pair without them even noticing.
“The young master has returned from his journey; remember to show your respects,” The head maid loudly said, standing in the middle of the foyer as every other servant stopped what they were doing and turned to face Jubo with their heads lowered. “Now, Hynli and Wikoli make a warm bath for the young master.”
“Cirusu, escort the young master to his room and clean his armor until it’s spotless,” The head butler ordered.
With nary a delay, two of the maids left the room and went outside to the well while the butler approached Jubo with his head lowered. “Just this way, young master.”
“I know the way to my own room,” Jubo growled as he walked past all of the servants and ascended the stairs. Reaching the first floor, he stopped up as he spotted, out of the corner of his eye, the head butler talking to Para.
Flexing his ears and turning them in their direction he could just barely make out three words. “Lord Dekaso and Study.”
Feeling a twitch of nervousness, Jubo steadied himself and tightly gripped the sword handle to his side. ‘Don’t let it show. Remember, everyone is always watching. Be perfect. Be the fastest.’
“Um, young master, do you wish to visit Lady Dekaso and tell her of your return in person? The butler asked. “If so, I believe she’s in the library straight ahead of you at the moment.”
Relaxing his ears, Jubo glanced to his right, inspecting the butler before asking. “Are you a new hire?”
“Yes, young master, The butler answered with his head lowered and arms to the sides. “I’m impressed you could tell at just a glance. I had hoped I would carry myself with a bit more confidence.”
“You talk too much. Shut up unless it’s needed, Jubo replied as he quickly reached for and ripped out two of the new butler's whiskers. “All of you are the same to me; however, it’s only the new ones who’d be foolish enough to mention my mother directly to me.
“Since you are new, I’ll let you off with that warning, but mention her to me again, and I’m going to take more than just some whiskers.”
Standing straight, the new butler kept his ears, tail, and complexion in check as Jubo walked up the stairs, turned right on the third floor, and entered his room.
Inside, it was warm and perfectly clean, with his big, soft bed seemingly having had the furs changed.
“Shall I undress you, young master?” The butler asked, standing in the doorframe, awaiting permission to enter his room.
“Get on with it and be quick,” Jubo ordered as he took off his helmet and threw it onto the floor, exposing his red and white fur, perfectly split down his face and entire body.
With a quick step, the butler entered the room, undid the armor’s knots, removed every piece, and left to clean them.
Standing there in a simple black furred shirt and pants made from the hide of a Morrof, a dangerous predator with some of the thickest fur and hardest skin, Jubo held his family’s sword in front of him, slowly unsheathing it.
“Hello, dearest younger brother,” Molto said in a gleeful and sickeningly happy-sounding voice. “I only now heard of your return and wanted to be the first to congratulate you on such an impressive achievement.
”And if possible, I’d love for you to tell me how many heretics you slew and how many battles you surly singlehandedly won. Honestly, with how much you must have done, the merchant is quite daring to ask for payment from our family. If anything, he should pay whatever meeker sum of cobber coins he has to you.”
There were things he’d missed when being out at those filthy outposts. A warm bath, good food, and proper women with manners who knew their place, but not this.
Not the endless prattling of his siblings competing to become head of the household and especially not the endless hollow compliments from his siblings who only tried to curry favor with the one they fought would succeed their father.
Quickly sheathing the family sword, Jubo turned around with a bored and annoyed expression. “So, have I become the safe choice now? Should I assume Braksa is dead, wounded beyond healing, or inflicted with madness?”
“Dear brother, what makes you say something like that? Molto questioned. “Rest assured, Braksa is still in good health. He has suffered no unhealable wounds or been inflicted with madness. I’ve only come to congratulate you on your safe return from your journey.”
“You and how many others? If you are here, that means Ollit, Zilshi, and Lelip can’t be too far behind, Jubo replied. “You can save all of the hollow compliments. If you are going to lick my feet instead of Braksa’s now, you better get started.”
“Surely you must be joking, dearest’s younger brother?!” Molto exclaimed while gauging Jubo’s reaction.
“What’s wrong, dear elder brother? Jubo mockingly asked as he extended his foot forward. “You’ve done it for our dear eldest brother for so long. I almost forgot you were born with brown fur and not just covered in dirt from the amount of time you spend so close to the ground.”
Jubo watched as Molto swallowed whatever minuscule pride he had as he started to lower himself down and perform the degrading task. However, as he was halfway down, someone spoke, causing him to stop. “Aren’t you being too generous, little brother?
Recognizing the voice instantly, Jubo’s face lit up. Standing in the doorframe with her fingers intertwined was his oldest sister, Analeeki.
She wore a simple bright blue dress that covered all but her head, hands, feet, and tail, and even with what little there was, one could clearly see she and Jubo shared the exact same fur color and pattern.
Chuckling as she stepped into the room, Analeeki didn’t even worthy Molto with a glance. “Now that Braksa has been betrothed to the oldest daughter of the Fleknaark household this little man has scurried to you begging for scraps, offering to dye his tongue the same color as his fur.
“Of course, if that is his desire, I know some other place he could lick that’s more fitting for someone like him.”
“I see you are still dressing like some unmannered noblewoman,” Jubo replied, crossing his arms, retracting his foot, and clutching the family sword more fiercely than ever before.
“And I see you haven’t changed at all either; Analeeki smiled as she walked over and hugged him, cradling his head against her chest. “You are still just as little as when you left.”
“Was there a reason you came? Jubo questioned, sounding annoyed while straining a frown, trying not to smile. “I was about to degrade our brother.”
“What? Can’t a beloved sister visit her beloved brother after not having seen him for so long?” Analeeki replied.
“And?” Jubo questioned.
Wrapping her arms around one of Jubo’s, Analeeki led him out of the room, leaving Molto there completely ignored. “And… I wanted to show you something in the garden I think you’ll find interesting.”
Reluctantly, Jubo let himself be led by his older sister. They descended the stairs down to the foyer, passing the maids and butlers on their way out to the garden.
It was a large space that bathed in the light of Ki, filled with rich greenery and a massive floor fruit tree in the center.
Looking around, Jubo couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary from before he left. The well was still where it had always been, the balcony where his father had always watched from hadn’t changed in the slightest, and even the pillars under it still had faint scratch marks on them.
“What is the interesting thing you talked about?” Jubo questioned.
“I’ll show you; just be ready when I do,” Analeeki replied as she let go of him and calmly walked behind the floor fruit tree, the white tip of her tail wiggling from side to side.
Standing there, Jubo waited with his arms crossed until slowly; his sister walked out from behind the tree with a smile on her face and her hands behind her back.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, Analeeki tossed a small leather-bound ball from behind her back up in the air.
With incredible speed, she ran backward, her dress blowing every which way. While the ball was still ascending, Analeeki sunk her claws into the ground, slowing her momentum and stopping right before her back hit the garden wall.
Just as the ball started to lose speed and fall toward the ground, Analeeki pushed off the wall and ran toward it with even greater speed than before, intercepting the ball and kicking it in mid-air, sending it directly toward Jubo.
With quick reflexes and his magical ability, Jubo spun around, building up momentum, and kicked the ball right back.
With a smile across her face, Analeeki jumped and spun at the same time, hitting the ball and sending it back toward Jubo with a slight curve.
Uncrossing his arms, Jubo ran to the side, intercepting the ball with his own spinning jump kick, sending the ball toward the floor fruit tree, where it bounced directly toward Analeeki.
Dodging under it, Analeeki raised her leg, hitting the ball right back at Jubo with the back side of her foot, not caring in the slightest how revealing her movements were.
Yet despite this, Jubo kept playing. Hitting the ball back and forth, feeling both of his hearts race with exhilaration as he smiled.
However, it soon became clear that he was falling behind, trying to match his sister's pace. Feeling frustrated, Jubo kicked the ball a little too hard, sending it on a collision course with the thick foliage of the floor fruit tree.
With no hesitation, Analiki ran toward the tree as fast as she could, jumping off the massive trunk and grabbing onto a branch. Keeping her incredible momentum, she swung in an arc, entering the foliage and hitting the ball back before promptly losing her grip and falling down.
‘What?! Jubo internally exclaimed in shock as he watched the ball head in his direction. ‘I can’t hit that! It’s too high unless…!’
With no time for hesitation, Jubo dropped his family’s sword, spun around, and headed as fast as he could toward one of the balcony pillars, thinking. ‘NO! I can’t miss it! She can’t be faster and better than me still!’
Using his speed and accrued momentum, Jubo quickly climbed up the pillar and flipped off it. Hovering in the air, Jubo stretched his leg and claws as far out as they could, barely managing to intercept the ball, weakly kicking it back toward his sister.
Still lying on the ground, Analeeki had more than enough time to get up and into the right position with Jubo’s weak return. Smiling, she weakly kicked the underside of the ball and proceeded to joggle it with her feet.
With a heavy thud, Jubo landed on his feet, panting, frustrated both by his inability to return the ball properly and that his sister, a woman, was able to do what he could not.
“I sure have missed playing with you!” Analeeki gleefully laughed.
“So, was this what you wanted to show me? Jubo asked in a frustrated and angry tone of voice. “The underside of your skirt and an old ball.”
“Are you saying you haven’t missed playing this game with me? Analeeki asked. “You wound me, dear brother. You wound me so greatly.”
“Honestly, sometimes I wonder when you are going to act like a proper woman. Jubo asked. “Right now, you are more like those unruly beasts masquerading like women in those savage outposts.
“Showing off your tail for every low-born to see getting dirty and damaged. What proper royal would even want a woman like you?”
Catching the ball in her hand, Analeeki looked at her brother with a dower expression, “You sound so much like father. Why not try to sound a little more like Mother? You do look so much like her.”
“Why would I want to be anything like that woman?” Jubo asked with disdain in his voice.
Sighing, Analeeki walked over to her brother. “You might not remember since you were so young at the time, but she wasn’t always like that; she--“
“Son! I see the long journey has made you restless! Lord Dekaso called, glaring down at the pair, especially on Jubo. “I hope you have gotten all of it out of you. Now, come to my study; there is something I wish to discuss with you.”
Feeling a twitch of fear, Jubo picked up the family sword and did as his father commanded.
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2024.05.24 13:27 NostalgiaDeepState (It's a Long One - You Will Need a Snack and a Drink) "How I, a Pumpkin Spice White Woman and Music Nerd Born in 1977, Went From Taylor-Tolerant to Taylor-Averse", by NostalgiaDeepState

(Swifties, this is your first and final warning. You will not enjoy reading what I've written. Please remind yourselves that you've had since 2006 to crop-dust all creation with your unchecked Taylor-related dickriding. Meanwhile, it's taken me a year and a half to lose enough of my fucks in the crowd to venture the following opinions. Deal with it, or git)
TL;DR: the Taylor Swift social experiment, like all cults of personality, scares the living shit out of me. Relatability should not be an arbiter of artistic merit; everything can be criticized; no-one should have this much money/ in-your-face ubiquity/ power over the media; she needs to stop trying to be a musical one-stop shop and let other artists breathe.
I’m going to use my opening statement to assure the masses that I mean neither Taylor Swift nor her fandom any harm. I don’t know any of you; I only know the brand and the brand ideals, of which a character named Taylor Swift, represented by a person named Taylor Swift, is the central figure. This is a rant, these are my feelings; I merely ask that you extend me the same grace you would your favourite singer-songwriter. And though I can’t promise that all of my points will be made in good faith, because many of them were prompted by genuine psychological triggers, I will do my best to keep the character and the person separate, along with the platforms and the users within the fandom, even if they are guilty of the same misdeeds. No matter how butthurt and snarky I get while organizing these vagrant thoughts - because this exercise is intended to permanently close down my internal TS thoughtschool - all said and done, I just want everyone to be good people and live good lives.
Cool? Cool.
For the sake of full disclosure: her music is fine. I mean…it’s fine. I’ve yet to hear anything that made me want to manually arrest the earth’s orbit, but that comes down to my own personal taste.
And I’ve been obsessed with music for a good goddamn 43 years; I remember trampolining on the furniture to Queen, Prince, and Blondie when I was barely out of diapers, getting my first period at a New Kids on the Block concert (for real), and clawing the shredded fishnets of every early-90s riot grrrl while my 9th grade social capital continued its neverending nosedive. As someone stuck right slap-ass in the Bible Belt - where my love for the INXS song “Devil Inside” was publicly demonized due to the metaphorical conceit - music is the closest I’ve ever come to religious rapture.
But I just can’t seem to acquire a taste for the holy Taylor Swift host.
Once in a while, drifting through her sea of beige melodies and hand me down instrumentals, she will hork up a half-decent turn of phrase (the bridge of “Marjorie” really is a knockout). But I don’t think her specific command of the English language deserves this level of perpetual global veneration. And even when I’m impressed by the way she clicks words together, I don’t feel moved to take them apart and examine them for hidden depths or synesthetic value. To me, her writing is only marginally better than the Star Wars/ Mortal Kombat/ Jem & the Holograms fanfics I used to write while procrastinating between shifts at Starbucks. (Not me ending a letter to Stormer from Kimber with, “I miss you like January misses Christmas.”) To paraphrase the MechaStreisand episode of South Park: “Ya ain’t Fiona Apple. And if ya ain’t Fiona Apple, I don’t give a rat’s ass.”
But it goes beyond me staying stubbornly put as the approximate rest of the world is shaken to the core by her musical LiveJournal. I’m not here to yuck anybody’s yum. If Taylor Swift is to you what Stephen King (an inconsistent but effective storyteller who unknowingly taught me how to express my own macabre thoughts) is to me, that’s fabulous. Everyone deserves to feel that way about something; everyone deserves to experience a piece of art or media that makes them sit more comfortably amongst the serrated edges of the world.
The difference is, when someone tells me that Stephen King sucks all ass, my reaction tends to be, “Fair enough. Let’s talk about the writers you LIKE.” Not, “How absolute DARE?! You must be a Yankees fan if you don’t like Stephen King! I mean, it’s right there in the name! In this thesis I will…”
So let’s break it down, shall we?
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FIG 1. ENSHRINING MEDIOCRITY
Taylor Swift has a way with words. Sometimes. More often than the average American dickhead who gave up on the Cliff’s Notes to Animal Farm. But a good 9 times out of 10, reading her lyrics - especially since Folkmore went to her head - feels less like a peerless, cathartic demonstration of wordplay and more like an Intro to Creative Writing student spraying and praying with one hand on a thesaurus. (“I’m only cryptic and Machiavellian cause I care…” Miss Ma’am. Put the fountain pen on the floor and kick it over to me.)
Sure, everybody loves a good literary reference. “In Liverpool”, where Suzanne Vega alludes to Victor Hugo’s The Hunchback of Notre Dame while pondering unrequited (and possibly gay) love, is my Roman Empire. But Swift doesn’t explore or utilize literary devices. She drops them, like boldfaced names on TMZ. She feels so Gatsby tonight. Her good-for-nothing boyfriend = Peter Pan. Wordsworth was an English Romantic poet who liked to bum around the Lake District, so let’s shoehorn him into “The Lakes” as a ramshackle pun about HER writing prowess (thank fuck she left Beatrix Potter alone). She knows these works exist, but she’s TELLING us she does, rather than SHOWING us.
Her lyricism is inconsistent, her references are anti-dimensional, her instrumentals sound like AI versions of previous artists, her “genre-hops” are formulaic, her singing is meh, and she dances like a preschooler clomping around in mommy’s heels. But at least she plays piano and guitar at a low-intermediate level. This is the only person holding 4 Album of the Year Grammys? Out of every other band and artist living, dead, or undead? Fuck that for a laugh.
(Short break to remind myself that Can’t Slow Down beat Purple Rain, Born in the USA, She’s So Unusual, and Private Dancer in 1985. Same as it ever was, really.)
My intention is not to discredit who she is or “what she’s been through” [dismissive wanking gesture]. I just don’t consider “...you hang from my lips like the gardens of Babylon…” a simile that necessitates a whole-ass branded tunic on Christ the Redeemer. Hell, I wouldn’t even project a salute to the aforementioned Suzanne Vega on a national landmark, and I think her lyricism absolutely BODIES Ms. Swift’s.
To more modern, mainstream effect, there's something so sharp and satisfying about Olivia Rodrigo's music. While not compulsively polysyllabic, her lyrics captivate me with their seething wit and disheveled beauty. Her emotions are dysfunctional without giving you narcissistic whiplash; they create an almost kintsugi effect within the thru-line of the songs, fusing the tragedy, setbacks, and self-deprecation whole with golden veins. I love laughing my ass off to “get him back!’, sprinting through a sunsoaked Appalachian meadow in my head to ‘Can’t Catch Me Now’, and reliving the outset of my romance with my husband to “so American”. Her 90s pop-punk sonic homage is a breath of fresh air, too.
I've yet to hear a Taylor Swift song where she isn't WHINING about something, and I’ve choked down a LOT of her songs just to be informed. Her entire discography reminds me of the final scene from Interview With the Vampire 1994. “Still WHINING, Louis! Have you heard enough? I've had to listen to that for centuries.”
On and on the pity party drones until eventually, no matter how many ornate literary devices she springs on us, Swift outs herself as no deeper than a damp floor. If she learned to economize the bells and whistles and reach beyond her own experience, she might be onto something. There’s a reason Toni Morrison is a legend and VC Andrews is a hack.
This doesn’t mean TS shouldn’t have a successful music career. Or that glitter gel-pen media with a predominantly female audience deserves to be dragged through the cesspool where society once stood. (Ask me how many times I listen to Debbie Gibson’s first two albums inside a calendar year - hint, more than zero.) But I swear to fuck, if I see the word ‘relatable’ used as quality control ONE MORE TIME, I will vomit the entire Nicholas Sparks bibliography. Are we so collectively insecure and empathetically bankrupt nowadays that we can’t engage with an artist unless we want to wear their skin? Does every performer or character need to function as an all-purpose self-insert? Does the winning formula absolutely have to be ‘Literally Me”? This has to be why Black excellence keeps falling by the wayside so the human Barbie doll - complete with interchangeable identities she dons and sheds like fashion plates - can placate her ego with another trophy. Yeah, I’m still sore about SOS and TPAB losing AOTY. (If you don’t recognise those acronyms, ask Google.) The connective tissue between ‘I’d rather have a beer with Donald Trump than Hillary Clinton’ and ‘Taylor Swift is a better mirrorball than Janelle Monae’ is thicker than the volumes of literature TS skimmed while ditching Tom Hiddleston to snoop around Joe Alwyn’s flat.
Don’t get it twisted; I’m all for sisterhood in song, finding parallels of my own experience in a woman’s work. But MUST my inner voice belong to Taylor Swift? Can’t I prefer Tori Amos or TLC or even Olivia Rodrigo? Because I’m not a skinny Aryan poster girl whose rich parents Veruca Salted (the character, not the band) and Tonya Hardinged my way out of every first-world problem and into a stupidly successful career where my only setbacks are breakups and one-sided beefs.
Also, what’s with this theory that lyrics and the ability to write your own are the end-all-be-all of music? Are compositions a joke to you? When you get a moment, listen to my all-time favourite symphony, The Planets by Gustav Holst. Bitchin, huh? Don’t mention it.
Hot take, but as a public figure, Swift has a lot more in common with her archnemesis Kim Kardashian than her idol Lana Del Rey, and I suspect that’s chief among reasons she keeps disturbing the Kimye grave.
(Oh, hey, if you’re that dweeb I’ve seen on YouTube spamming every other comment with your essay on why Taylor Swift is the best singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist due to the units she’s sold and the records she holds…I wish a motherfucker would.)
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FIG 2. WE DON’T NEED NO GENTRIFIED FEMINISM
Okay. I have a complexion like a fresh stick of chalk, resulting from a family tree full of Scottish libertines and southern Appalachian hill trash. Therefore, I don’t want to get too deep in the weeds of a topic that concerns the experiences of marginalized people. So instead of running my mouth on the meaning of ‘white feminism’ and its insidious cause/ effect process, I’ll urge you to seek out books and essays by more qualified people.
“Hood Feminism” by Mikki Kendall is a great place to start. See also “White Tears/ Brown Scars” by Ruby Hamad, and “Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race” by Reni Eddo-Lodge.
One of the most frustrating things about the inescapable Taylor Swift phenomenon is how her brand and her disciples have perverted feminism. It's now a whitewashed, focus-grouped shadow of itself, used only to shield Swift, and Swift alone, from criticism and her own mediocrity.
Swift really is the perfect symbol of white supremacy, whether or not she wishes to be. Her virtues are blown way out of proportion, and her wrongdoings are swept under the rug with a litany of excuses. Coddled and deified by the same entities that condemn and demonize her Black peers for the same shit. I’m reminded of how, in my home country (USA), a white gunman is a product of a broken home or untreated mental illness, while a Black or brown one represents the corruption of a whole community. Concurrently, when a white woman plays by the patriarchy’s rules and wins, or donates pocket change from her net worth to a few non-partisan causes like staff bonuses or soup kitchens, she’s held up as a paragon of righteousness. But when her stan club harasses one of her presumed nemeses to the brink of a nervous breakdown, or when a concertgoer at one of her Latin American shows dies of dehydration (RIP Ana Clara Benevides), everyone runs to console and absolve HER. It wasn't her fault, she had no power, how could she have known?
“Profoundly unsympathetic underdog”, as I read somewhere, is probably the best way to put it. Has she suffered from the slings and arrows of misogyny? Well, duh. She’s a woman at the top of an industry right slap-ass in the middle of a capitalist hellscape that, to this day, is still dominated by men. Men with a lot more dough and behind-the-scenes influence than she could ever dream of. But she doesn’t want to dismantle the system. She wants to bend it to her will and win it - even if that means cheating. Which is all well and good for her, but at the end of the day, she’s another fuckass oligarch. She’s a dragon in woman form like a reject from Earthsea, gorging on numbers to fill the empty howling void in her soul, tossing crumbs and scraps down to the masses.
She’s not a feminist so much as a Swiftist.
Ironically, Swift’s “feminism” revolves around men, because it’s feminism as interpreted by men. Powerful women using the patriarchy against itself, rather than bulldozing it for the good of humanity.
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FIG 3. PROFESSIONAL CHARACTER ASSASSIN
Do I consider Taylor Swift an actual Batman villain of a person? Nah. I'm sure she's perfectly nice if you don't look too closely or set off any tripwires. In general, she’s probably not half the psychological sadist her father is or her disciples can be. She's got a long way to go before catching up to the likes of Donald Trump, Rupert Murdoch, or Andrew Tate. But that's just it - everyone outside the fold recognises the minions of that dark triad as pathetic at best and actively dangerous at worst.
The systemic coddling and infantilization of white women refuses to acknowledge the harm they can cause by gathering a mob with a common assigned enemy. And, having stuffed her cult’s heads full of subliminal tabloid fodder, Taylor has ensured that every time she performs an Invasion of the Bodysnatchers point-and-screech in a rival’s direction, that person’s about to have a bad week. Doesn’t matter if the vitriol is one-sided.
When I consider the full front to back of Taylor’s “lore”, what forms in my mind is the story of a victim, or self-proclaimed victim, who considers a villain arc aspirational. You know, a surly ninth-grader’s idea of justice. Enabled by her fans, who’ve declared Swift’s lyrics gospel, her easter eggs a call to arms against anyone who’s earned so much as a side-eye from her.
And does she call them off? Does she fuck.
Joe Alwyn’s reputation went to hell on an inside track for (checks notes) possibly mismanaging his depression? (Also, everyone involved in the mass unfollowing stunt is tacky and I hate them. That includes you, Ryan Reynolds. You're closer to 50 than 25, with four kids at home, acting like a second string shortstop trying to impress the head cheerleader. Knock it off.)
Katy Perry found herself soaked with pig blood in a public square for either rehiring a couple of dancers after they quit Taylor's tour, or briefly dating John Mayer. Depending on who you ask.
Jake Gyllenhaal was the target of a harassment campaign perpetuated by Swifties, fellow celebrities, and even goddamn CONSUMER BRANDS for, I dunno, acting kinda like a fuckboy eleven years prior? Realizing, perhaps too late, that he and Taylor were incompatible as romantic partners? Either way, I'm more freaked out by the gratuitous shots fired at his sister, girlfriend, godmother, and teenage niece. Let's put a pin in that for now, though.
Antonia Gentry, a biracial actress known for her role in Netflix’s Ginny and Georgia, took a heaping helping of abuse, garnished with a generous dollop of racial slurs. All because Swift got bent out of shape over a throwaway line delivered by Gentry’s character because it painted Swift’s dating habits in a bad light. It must needs be said that Gentry did not write or improvise this line of dialogue, she merely read it. We'll put a pin in that, too.
Scooter Braun can kick rocks in glass socks, but he was right about one thing. Taylor should have faced him down her damn self, instead of siccing her stan club on him…and his family. Put a pin in it.
Kim Kardashian - well, shit. The last thing I ever thought I’d do is defend a Jennerdashian, and my stance on Snakegate has been ESH from jump street. But after all Taylor’s posturing about her nemeses defeating themselves before she can take a swing, she didn’t hesitate to directly name and shame Kim in a recent song. Or use Kim’s daughter as an insult to her lyrical injury. Put a pin in it.
Look, no-one enjoys a failed or toxic relationship. Or waking up with a target on their back. I spent nearly a decade with an authentic psychopath who at one point (I kid you not) accused me of cheating on him WITH A FICTIONAL CHARACTER. So fuck his dreams, but even with the worst of what he did to me in play - and rest assured, it was some Ari Aster shit - I wouldn't want to see him at the bottom of a John Mayer dogpile. Mostly because he has loved ones who shouldn't end up as collateral damage.
Back in 1988, the late Oscar-winning SFX titan Stan Winston (Terminator, Jurassic Park) made his directorial debut with a cult classic supernatural folk-horror called Pumpkinhead. The plot centres around a father named Ed Harley (B-movie legend Lance Henriksen) summoning a demon to avenge his son against a group of “cityfolk”.
Why bring up that old VHS throwback? Well. Revenge films have been a staple since the medium began, but Pumpkinhead is one of the few that shows the dark side of vigilante justice. People love a settled score. But most stories only show the boomerang effect from the offender to the avenger. Pumpkinhead broadens that viewfinder to show the pyrrhic nature of revenge, especially revenge served scalding hot, using familiar genre devices to demonstrate the victim’s torment, the cyclical trap of it all, and - most importantly - the innocent bystanders catching strays. You think you’re wishing on a star, when you’re really wishing on a monkey’s paw.
That’s why I said to put a pin in that list of Taylor’s Undesirables. It’s never just the person who (sometimes debatably) did her dirty. There’s plenty of ‘female rage’ for their associates, too - sometimes with those associates, ex. Antonia Gentry, taking the force of the blow. But unlike poor Ed Harley, Taylor has accumulated too much money and power to face any real consequences.
It’s much easier to contain a narrative in art than it is in real life.
(PS: That sidelong smirk she does gives me the willies. Just me? Possibly. BEC? Totally.)
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FIG 4. FUNDAMENTALIST SWIFTISM (THIS ONE’S PERSONAL)
I was born in southern Appalachia, in one of North Carolina’s most objectively beautiful cities. Unfortunately, I grew up in a rural, redneck town of just over 1,000, where the locals shared two cinema screens and maybe seven surnames.
And though mine was a mostly secular (Methodist) household full of Jimmy Carter Democrats, I couldn’t go a day without someone on the outside telling me that something I loved was a sin. I was the unwilling congregation for cautionary sermons about everything from Stephen King to Dirty Dancing to a fucking side ponytail in my hair (apparently it evoked Madonna, and that was a Bad Thing). Politically, it was standing water trash. My social studies education consisted mostly of Confederate-apologist kitsch and Red Scare Sovietcore. One of my fifth grade teachers spewed anti-choice rhetoric in class, and two years later, another one literally said, ‘Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve’.
For context, like I said: raised by liberals, if not full-tilt leftists. My maternal grandfather was a hometown civil rights activist who ran an integrated workplace and campaigned for JFK. My mother’s friend confided to her (and only her), at the peak of HIV stigma, that her son was dying of AIDS. I remember asking Mom when I was 5 why movies only showed ladies kissing men and not men kissing men or ladies kissing ladies. Her answer: “I don’t know, baby, because it happens all the time in real life.” One of my paternal uncles was a drag performer in his 20s (which would have been between 1966-1976), and once my cycle kicked in, I was lectured THOROUGHLY about birth control and reproductive rights. I was lucky - at home. Outside, it was an ideological wasteland, fire to the left of me, brimstone to the right of me, God, guns, and “guts” waiting to nudge anyone who strayed from the formula back in line. So traumatized for merely wanting to wear fun makeup and clothes, watch A Nightmare on Elm Street, listen to Prince, and walk among neon lights with an urban skyline looming overhead like an enchanted forest, I became rebellious as fuck in my adolescence. I had a witch phase, a zen phase, and a militant agnostic phase. I’d overhear myself saying controversial shit (controversial by local standards) in a neverending campaign to push the born-against as far away from me as possible. Please don’t pray for me, I’d silently plead. Please think I’m a lost cause.
But it’s cool. I moved back to my birthplace in 1999, and clear across the Atlantic in 2016. (Plus the 9 years I spent in New England, but we don’t talk about that.) And I’m seeing a therapist about my psychological dysfunction - PTSD, depression, severe social anxiety, the usual.
Thanks to nearly two decades in this Gilead-coded environment, though, I have a near-phobic aversion to groupthink. I especially despise blind hero worship (due, I suspect, to the evangelical code of honouring God with every choice), and when matters of opinion are presented as fact. It pisses me off when Trumpnecks uproot the goalposts and plant them right in their eye sockets at their messiah's every misstep, and it pissed me off when the BernieBros tried to wreck my shit for backing a different Democrat (no shade to Bernie - he's probably one of the best social navigators America could ask for).
Taylor’s press is sounding less like journalism, even popcorn tabloid “journalism” in inverted commas, and more like nationalist propaganda. She stimulates economies (all sold-out stadium events do)! She’s broken another record (by rigging a broken system)! She eats ranch dressing (bitch, my BFF wrote a SONNET about ranch dressing when we were in junior high - that ain’t special)! She’s single-handedly carrying the music industry on her back (by toying with her fans and weaponizing FOMO)! ALL HAIL! It’s giving Straight Out of North Korea.
But as soon as you dare mention that some of this doesn’t sit right in your soul…chaos. You’re just looking for shit to be mad about because you hate “fun music” and “successful women”. Prison. Solitary confinement. Electric chair.
I have experienced no-shit panic attacks thinking about all the cults of personality that have cropped up over the past decade, okay? Whether Donald Trump, Nigel Farage, Elon Musk, or Taylor Swift…they are all symptoms of a terrifying social disorder. Once we were drowning in information while thirsting for knowledge; now combine that with a riptide of tinfoil milliners and hyperpartisan news outlets. Communities have deteriorated, so we create them online using public figures and their open-ended manifestos, our capacity for independent and nuanced thought shriveling into a MAGA-hat shaped echo chamber screaming into a billionaire-branded, corporate-sponsored void.
Is this what Beatlemania was like? I can’t say for sure; I wasn’t there. But much as I appreciate The Beatles (while acknowledging the shady shit still stinking up certain corners of their empire), I can absolutely sympathize with people who maybe didn’t want the music crammed down their throats and the lore shoved up their asses.
“Let people enjoy things.” Let them be skeptical about things, too, and you’ve got a deal.
What frustrates me isn't that I don't like her, or that others do, but that so many of them won't allow anyone to dislike her in peace.
That's how I ended up here, at this desktop, downloading backlogged grievances to a Google.doc file.
I have no mouth, and I must scream.
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FIG 5. ELEVENTH HOUR TRAILBLAZER (WITH A SIZE 500 CARBON FOOTPRINT)
Let's get serious. Most of our faves are problematic. I love HP Lovecraft's literary universe; he's a racist wad of dick. I love the way Margaret Atwood dissects her characters and serves them up on a silver platter with a parsley garnish; she's a bleach-white feminist and probably a goddamn TERF. I'd probably loathe Frank Zappa if he were alive today, even though I know passages from his autobiography by heart.
You don't have to steamroll your TS merch on Main to accept the fact that as an activist, she has all the conviction of Boy George checking the resale value of a contradiction before the Karma Chameleon gets home.
And that's fine, or it would be, if her aforementioned propaganda team hadn't successfully executed a Jedi mind trick to make the media go, “Taylor Swift - Joan Baez literally wishes.”
Anyone can tweet “Black Lives Matter” a few times, and I'm pretty sure my Boomer mother posted “Why be mad, when you can be GLAAD?” on Facebook circa June 2013. The only appreciable difference between Taylor Swift’s low-effort, low-stakes activism and some rando in Eugene, Oregon tweeting (I refuse to call it X) a picture of their brand new rainbow Stanley cup is the whole world keeps waiting for Tay Tay and her money to talk over the stamping onstage power-walk of her bullshit. And if she's got nothing to say, then by god we'll put the words in her mouth. Because with her unthreatening good looks and Disney princess energy, she makes a perfect false idol for neoliberals and a perfect boogeyman for the unhinged right.
So it goes. Over and over again. Once you win capitalism, you can make people believe whatever you want them to. Championing LGBTQ+ rights in the glossiest, most favourable environment possible makes TS a hero right up there with Captain America, but her manic zigzags across the planet in her private jet(s) are NBD.
Dolly Parton gets away with being politically milquetoast because (I’m inclined to think) she genuinely wants to provide a seat at the table for everyone. Not so the whole world will spend a weekend in Pigeon Forge - though I'm sure that's a strong incentive - but because she was raised with that as a guiding principle. Taylor's only principle seems to be waving her distended bank account under our faces and barking, ‘Fill ‘er up!” Also if you talk shit about her, you're not a girl's girl. Girl's girls push their successors down the stairs while buying and selling the rights to female rage. Because as a wise YouTuber one said, “My problems, my problems, my problems, MY PAIN!”
Sometimes I get the impression that Taylor Swift doesn’t want to BE an activist so much as she wants us to THINK she’s an activist. The public perception of HER matters more than urging that public to help her leave the world a better place than when she found it.
Not everyone is, or wants to be, an activist. Not everyone has that fire in their belly. I can dig it. But activism should not be a cosplay you wear to WokeCon for a single album cycle; it's a bit to which you need to commit.
Especially if you have no problem bringing a ruckus to protect your sanctified public image.
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FIG 6. SHE DRINKS YOUR MILKSHAKE
“Billboard gamer
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fu-fu-fu-fuck off, fu-fu-fuck off…”
But for real, some of y'all need to stop approaching music stats like the NBA playoffs. Because I'm telling you straight up and down, if Taylor Swift were on the NY Liberty, she'd be what's known as a ball hog.
“She is the music industry” is not a flex. It's an indictment and manifesto of our own cynical capitalist dystopia. It's the mission statement of an ‘artist’ who can't seem to create without the intent of destruction. It's a slap in the face to musicians who match Swift's work ethic and far exceed her talent, but lack her bloodthirsty cult and cutthroat PR machine. It’s the language of monopoly - doesn’t matter if Swift dominates 90% of the musical market, charts, and records, so long as that wayward 10 is still out there.
Every time Taylor Swift copies another artist’s homework and makes their reality impossible to disentangle from her image, I feel the same sense of weary dread as when Disney buys up another movie studio. Except worse, because a lot of those studios are multinational corporations in their own right, probably direct beneficiaries of Citizens United living off the crops planted by Reaganomics. It’s easy to be facetious and say they had it coming.
But given everything she’s come to symbolize in the public eye, it’s hard to unsee TS as a huge multinational corporation gobbling up rising artists and their chosen niches like a deranged Ms. Pac-Man who keeps doubling back in the maze when she should go forward.
It's almost as if she's trying to create an environment where there's no need to listen to any other artist, because she can do it all. Even be “The Man™”! (Though she mostly targets younger women.) And if you don’t like the current era, where are you going? Pay no attention to that small indie artist - just wait for her to jack their style! Sad Girl Synth/ Witch in the Woodscore/ Bell Jar Chic coming right up!

Plus, when she’s not coal-mining her peers for ‘aesthetics’ to add to her brand once it’s safe to do so, she’s barging in on their album releases with new variants, surprise releases, ANYTHING to prevent our attention from diverting from her for the length of ten or fifteen songs.
And it’s happened too often and with too much synchronicity to be a coincidence. Restoring her catalog to Spotify on the release date of Katy Perry’s Witness. Dropping new variants of Midnights to block SZA from the top spot. And now trying to open the same expired can of whoopass on Billie Eilish, an artist as renowned by her industry peers as Taylor is by the mouth-breathing masses.
Even her “supportive dancing” at awards shows…it’s cute at first, until you realize it’s blatant camera-pan bait to bring attention back to her.
This is not “good business”. It’s a hostile work environment.
Obviously, high-profile artists siphoning trends from more obscure ones has been how the music industry establishes hierarchy and ratfucks the vanguard for decades. You - rightfully - can’t bring up Elvis Presley nowadays without mentioning Big Mama Thornton (and you owe it to yourself to listen to her original version of “Hound Dog”, because whoa, nelly). But Taylor Swift is hiding her chicanery in plain sight, ripping her peers off and shutting them down brazen as anything, and it’s hard not to wonder how much time will transpire before we can call her on it without being branded heretics.
No-one really talks about it, but IMO, one of her most grimdark acts of sabotage was releasing “Cruel Summer”, a five-year old song that wasn’t even a re-record, on the same day Olivia Rodrigo dropped “Vampire”, the debut single for her sophomore album. “Cruel Summer”, in case you haven’t seen a Taylor Swift evidence board lately, is the reason Olivia is now stuck paying a substantial chunk of “deja vu”’s royalties to TS and her cronies. I’m not saying Taylor’s team chose that song on purpose, to intimidate a (former) fangirl literally 13 years her junior, but I put nothing past no-one.
Success is so much more rewarding when it's not a zero-sum game. Call me a musical Marxist, but I want to celebrate a motley crew of talented artists rising in and out of the top 10 like melodic fireworks, not one grifting normie shithead perched indefinitely at the summit, yanking up Jacob’s ladder rung by rung.
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FIG 7. IN THIS ECONOMY?
One album, one deluxe edition. That's a god's plenty, especially vis a vis physical media. If you release more than that, you're an asshole, and if you buy more than that, you're a sucker. I will not be taking questions at this time.
No, it isn't just a Taylor Swift problem - far from it. But she is currently the head of a rabid and venomous kaiju run amok across a mortally wounded planet.
And the merch, my esteemed chaotic neutrals, is just too ass to mention.
While we're at it, eat the rich. Most of them. At least leave the bones of billionaires on the lawns of multimillionaires as a warning.
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And where - apart from the hate campaigns - do her hapless paramours fit in all of this? Beats me. The truth is, I don’t give a single solitary fuck about celebrities in the wild, unless they do something incredibly wholesome (Pedro Pascal celebrating his trans sister) or remarkably stupid (Puff Daddy). And despite all the pictures I’ve seen against my will, I wouldn’t recognize Travis Kelce or Matty Healy if they walked right up to me. First of all, I despise the NFL; I’m a baseball/ basketball/ hockey fan. And The 1975’s music, to me, just sounds like yacht rock if the yacht were caked in cocaine and bodily fluids. I know that Matty Healy once mentioned shucking his corn to a certain racist sex-trafficking website. And whether or not he meant it as a joke, it was gross and WoC have every right to have a bone to pick with him - and with Taylor.
For real, though, I look at her body count and all I see is a succession of nondescript white dudes. The only one who stands out to me is Gyllenhaal, and that’s because I’ve been a fan of him and his sister as actors for 20+ years. So her dating history has never been a point of contention or even interest for me.
The long and the short of it is, I'd have no quarrel with Taylor Swift if she were just taking up space as a successful singer-songwriter processing her emotions through her music. We could peacefully co-exist if LITERALLY EVERYBODY were not expected to not only give a fuck about her, but forsake all others unto her and her sanctified narrative. Sorry, my sister in Christ, but I'm an atheist.
And yes, I'd say every syllable of this with my whole chest and my pussy facing the world if Blandie were A MAN. So don't even get on that tip.
Go forth and have the day you deserve, from the depths of my last nerve.
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2024.05.23 17:15 lawrencedun2002 Kim Kardashian Meets Gypsy Rose Blanchard on 'The Kardashians'

Kim Kardashian Meets Gypsy Rose Blanchard on 'The Kardashians'
Gypsy Rose Blanchard previously spoke about wanting to team up with Kim Kardashian to work on prison reform together.​
Surprise! Season 5 of The Kardashians kicked off with a shocking moment on Thursday. In preview footage for the rest of the season, Kim Kardashian knocks on a door and is met with the newly freed Gypsy Rose Blanchard. In the clip, Kim is wearing a brown, shearling-lined coat, and says, "Hi, Gypsy!"
Gypsy, who is clad in a white lace top and black skirt, greets the reality star with an enthusiastic "Hi!" before the two hug.
The moment wasn't predicted as neither Kim nor Gypsy have revealed that they have met in person.
Gypsy has been vocal about wanting to work with Kim on the topic of prison reform after spending eight years behind bars.
After Kim included Gypsy's 2017 documentary, Mommy Dead and Dearest, on her list of must-watch true crime shows, Gypsy replied to the shout-out, writing, "Maybe we should unite forces together to make real change within the justice system."
For her part, Kim is known for her work with multiple presidential administrations, working to get inmates released early. She is also studying to become an official lawyer herself.
Gypsy went to prison for her involvement in the killing of her mother, Dee Dee Blanchard. Gypsy and her then-boyfriend, Nicholas Godejohn, were convicted in 2016 for orchestrating the murder of Dee Dee, who had been manipulating her daughter's life, portraying her as terminally ill.
Earlier this month, Gypsy spoke with ET about the next chapter of her life, saying, "I think that I'm entering into a new era in my life, definitely, having learned a lot about me over these last four months. I think that right now I'm just trying to move forward in my life and kind of showing who I am and discovering."
New episodes of The Kardashians stream Thursdays on Hulu.
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2024.05.23 15:09 lawrencedun2002 Kim Kardashian Comes Face-to-Face With Gypsy Rose Blanchard in Surprise 'The Kardashians' Moment

Kim Kardashian Comes Face-to-Face With Gypsy Rose Blanchard in Surprise 'The Kardashians' Moment
Gypsy Rose Blanchard previously spoke about wanting to team up with Kim Kardashian to work on prison reform together.​
Surprise! Season 5 of The Kardashians kicked off with a shocking moment on Thursday. In preview footage for the rest of the season, Kim Kardashian knocks on a door and is met with the newly freed Gypsy Rose Blanchard. In the clip, Kim is wearing a brown, shearling-lined coat, and says, "Hi, Gypsy!"
Gypsy, who is clad in a white lace top and black skirt, greets the reality star with an enthusiastic "Hi!" before the two hug.
The moment wasn't predicted as neither Kim nor Gypsy have revealed that they have met in person.
Gypsy has been vocal about wanting to work with Kim on the topic of prison reform after spending eight years behind bars.
After Kim included Gypsy's 2017 documentary, Mommy Dead and Dearest, on her list of must-watch true crime shows, Gypsy replied to the shout-out, writing, "Maybe we should unite forces together to make real change within the justice system."
For her part, Kim is known for her work with multiple presidential administrations, working to get inmates released early. She is also studying to become an official lawyer herself.
Gypsy went to prison for her involvement in the killing of her mother, Dee Dee Blanchard. Gypsy and her then-boyfriend, Nicholas Godejohn, were convicted in 2016 for orchestrating the murder of Dee Dee, who had been manipulating her daughter's life, portraying her as terminally ill.
Earlier this month, Gypsy spoke with ET about the next chapter of her life, saying, "I think that I'm entering into a new era in my life, definitely, having learned a lot about me over these last four months. I think that right now I'm just trying to move forward in my life and kind of showing who I am and discovering."
New episodes of The Kardashians stream Thursdays on Hulu.
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2024.05.22 21:00 TaxIcy1399 KCNA vs. Chinese and Russian Chauvinism in 2017-18

KCNA vs. Chinese and Russian Chauvinism in 2017-18
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Neighboring Country’s Mean Behavior: Written by Jong Phil

Pyongyang, February 23, 2017 (KCNA) — The DPRK made a complete success in the test-fire of surface-to-surface medium to long-range strategic ballistic missile Pukguksong-2 on February 12 under the energetic guidance of respected Supreme Leader Kim Jong Un. The news instantly jolted the world and the international community is acknowledging the nuclear attack capability of the DPRK that has made rapid progress in quality.
Leading media of the world are unanimous in assessing that the acknowledged success in the test-fire of Pukguksong-2 was a demonstration of the DPRK’s strategic superiority as it proved impossibility of advance detection by satellite, interception and preemptive attack.
However, a neighboring country, which often claims itself to be a “friendly neighbor”, is downplaying the significance of the test-fire, branding it as a “nuclear technology just at the beginning” and threatening “the DPRK will suffer the biggest loss.”
In particular, it has unhesitatingly taken inhumane steps such as totally blocking foreign trade related to the improvement of people’s living standard under the plea of the UN “resolutions on sanctions” devoid of legal ground.
It has often stated that the UN “resolutions on sanctions” should not have negative impact on the people’s living. Its recent measures are, in effect, tantamount to the enemies’ moves to bring down the social system in the DPRK.
This country, styling itself a big power, is dancing to the tune of the U.S. while defending its mean behavior with such excuses that it was meant not to have a negative impact on the living of the people in the DPRK but to check its nuclear program.
The righteous voices of the world deride it, commenting that “a big neighboring country is imposing sanctions on the DPRK to curry favor with the U.S.” But the hostile forces are shouting “bravo” over this.
The DPRK manufactured a nuclear weapon in a few years, which would take others tens of years, and completed the new latest strategic weapon system in a matter of six months with its own efforts and indigenous technology. This shows the might of its tremendous defence industry.
It is utterly childish to think that the DPRK would not manufacture nuclear weapons and inter-continental ballistic rockets if a few penny of money is cut off.
The DPRK will produce the latest weapons unprecedented in history as many as it wants as it has the self-reliant defence industry, provided by President Kim Il Sung and leader Kim Jong Il with their lifelong dedication, and scientists and technicians in the field of defence industry working hard in do-or-die spirit guided by the faith that the strategic idea and intention of the Central Committee of the Workers’ Party of Korea must be put into practice.
These weapons would invest the DPRK with capabilities for protecting peace and stability in Northeast Asia and the rest of the world.
The present reality makes the people of the DPRK keenly feel once again the validity of the WPK’s line of simultaneously pushing forward the economic construction and the building of nuclear force.
The DPRK will invariably advance straight along the road indicated by the Party’s line and deal a heavy blow to the U.S. and its vassal forces by dint of powerful nuclear deterrence and thus win the final victory.

Are You Good at Dancing to Tune of Others: Jong Phil

Pyongyang, April 21, 2017 (KCNA) — The following is the full text of “Are you good at dancing to the tune of others”, a commentary written by Jong Phil Friday:
Not a single word about the U.S. act of pushing the situation on the Korean peninsula to the brink of a war after introducing hugest-ever strategic assets into the waters off the Korean peninsula is made but such rhetoric as “necessary step” and “reaction at decisive level” is openly heard from a country around the DPRK to intimidate it over its measures for self-defence.
Particularly, the country is talking rubbish that the DPRK has to reconsider the importance of relations with it and that it can help preserve security of the DPRK and offer necessary support and aid for its economic prosperity, claiming the latter will not be able to survive the strict “economic sanctions” by someone.
Its official media claimed on April 18 that the DPRK’s pursuance of nuclear and missile program made the U.S., which had been its rival in the past, its supporter now. Then question is what the DPRK should call that country and how the DPRK should deal with it in the future.
The DPRK’s nuclear deterrence for self-defence, its army and people built by tightening their belts to defend the sovereignty and right to existence of the nation, is by no means a bargaining chip for getting something.
The DPRK has been so far exposed to economic sanctions but it has kept to the path of justice chosen by it with its own efforts.
The present world ruled by the jungle law makes the DPRK realize once again the iron truth that there is nothing but its own strength to rely on and that self-reliance and self-development are the only way out.
If the country keeps applying economic sanctions on the DPRK while dancing to the tune of someone after misjudging the will of the DPRK, it may be applauded by the enemies of the DPRK but it should get itself ready to face the catastrophic consequences in the relations with the DPRK.
The DPRK will defend its dignity and build a paradise for the people with its own efforts, rallied close around the respected Supreme Leader.

Commentary on DPRK-China Relations

Pyongyang, May 3, 2017 (KCNA) — Kim Chol released a commentary on Wednesday, titled “Reckless words and deeds undermining the DPRK-China relations must be stopped” the full text of which reads:
Very serious is concern at home and abroad about the anti-DPRK racket for putting sanctions and military pressure on it kicked up by the U.S. and its vassal forces with the DPRK’s possession of nuclear weapons as a pretext, racket which renders the situation on the Korean peninsula acute with each passing moment.
A string of absurd and reckless remarks are now heard from big neighboring countries, perhaps frightened by the U.S. blackmail and war racket, every day only to render the acute situation of the Korean peninsula more strained.
Typical examples are stories poured out by the People’s Daily and the Global Times, widely known as media speaking for the official stand of the Chinese party and government.
Recently they in their commentaries asserted that the DPRK’s access to nukes poses a threat to the national interests of China. They shifted the blame for the deteriorated relations between the DPRK and China on to the DPRK and raised lame excuses to justify China’s base acts of dancing to the tune of the U.S.
Those commentaries claimed that the DPRK poses a threat to “the security in the northeastern region of China” by conducting nuclear tests less than 100 km away from its border with China. They even talked rubbish that the DPRK strains the situation in Northeast Asia and “offers the U.S. excuses for deploying more strategic assets” in the region.
Not content with such paradox, the commentaries asserted that to remain averse to the DPRK’s access to nukes is to preserve interests common to the U.S. and China, calling for slapping harsher sanctions on the DPRK in order to avert a war which would bring danger to China.
The newspapers, even claiming China holds the initiative in handling the DPRK-China relations, made no scruple of letting out a string of provocative remarks urging the DPRK to choose one out of the two options i.e. “whether to face protracted isolation by breaking Sino-DPRK friendship or to preserve national security by making a U-turn of dismantling its nukes”, if it doesn’t want military confrontation with China.
This is just a wanton violation of the independent and legitimate rights, dignity and supreme interests of the DPRK and, furthermore, constitutes an undisguised threat to the honest-minded neighboring country with which it has had long history and tradition of friendship.
We do not have any intentional wish to explain the unavoidability that forced us to have access to nukes to become a nuclear weapons state acknowledged by the public at home and abroad, and detail all the courses that were never a smooth sailing.
What is infuriating is the fact that it is totally undermining the DPRK-China relations, that were pioneered at the cost of blood and have been consolidated and developed decade after decade and century after century, by citing absurd pretext and showing no less aversion than the one shown by the U.S. and other hostile forces over the nuclear issue with which it has nothing to do.
China is often hyping up “damage caused by the DPRK’s nuclear tests” to its three northeastern provinces. This is a far-fetched assertion devoid of scientific ground and validity.
Five nuclear tests by the DPRK were conducted with full guarantee given to security and even those Koreans living near the nuclear test ground have never suffered any damage after the tests.
The U.S. carried out scrupulous observation of the processes of the nuclear tests with the use of ultra-modern information means equipped with nuclear substance collecting equipment. But it failed to trap even a trace amount of radioactive materials like xenon. China is well aware of this.
Trumpeting about sort of “damage”, in defiance of this stark fact, only reveals the ulterior purpose of China displeased with the DPRK’s rapid nuclear development.
As far as “violation of national interests” oft-repeated by politicians and media persons of China is concerned, it is just the issue that the DPRK should rather talk much about.
It was never China but just the DPRK whose strategic interests have been repeatedly violated due to insincerity and betrayal on the part of its partner.
China established diplomatic relations with the south Korean puppet forces keen on bringing down the socialist system in the DPRK and has deepened the scope of relations to politics and even military, beyond pure economic exchanges. What excuse can it make for its crime of turning not only the three provinces in the northeastern part of China but the whole country into an advanced base against the DPRK. Now in areas along the DPRK-China border including the basins of the River Amnok and the River Tuman, agents and spies of the south Korean Intelligence Service are engaged in secret maneuvers under the guise of religionist and businessman, openly hatching plots and conducting abduction and terrorist acts against the DPRK. China has to hold full responsibilities for this.
We clearly remember that it had let such human scum as Park Geun Hye, who was ousted from the post of power and thrown into prison being censured by all people, stand on the tribune of honor at Tiananmen Square and given a kiss to her.
Some theorists of China are spouting a load of nonsense that the DPRK’s access to nukes strains the situation in Northeast Asia and offers the U.S. an excuse for beefing up its strategic assets in the region. But the U.S. had activated its strategy for dominating Asia-Pacific long before the DPRK had access to nukes, and its primary target is just China.
China should acknowledge in an honest manner that the DPRK has just contributed to protecting peace and security of China, foiling the U.S. scheme for aggression by waging a hard fight in the frontline of the showdown with the U.S. for more than seven decades, and thank the DPRK for it.
Some ignorant politicians and media persons of China daringly assert that the traditional relations of the DPRK-China friendship were in line with the interests of both countries in the past. They are advised to clearly understand the essence of history before opening their mouth.
Korea and China are neighbors which are closely related geographically and countries of peculiar relations, relations of comrade-in-arms and brothers, whose preceding leaders had nurtured the feelings of friendship in the struggle for common cause, holding high the flags drenched with red blood.
The anti-Japanese war and the war against the U.S. are recorded with heroic tales that will remain indelible in the contemporary histories of Korea and China, and the sons and daughters of the two countries deepened friendship with selfless sacrifice and devotion that far surpass nationality in the hard-fought battlefields.
On the center stage of the world politics affected by the vortex of the troublous 20th century, the two countries pooled intention and efforts to defend the banner of socialism and sovereignty.
It was not just for the interests of Korea that we rendered devoted assistance to the Chinese revolution and showed sincerity to the party and government of China whenever they faced difficulties, even facing huge damage. Anyone with even a little common sense and reason might be well aware of this even though we do not open to public the skeleton in the cupboard that existed between the DPRK and China.
But by deliberately leaving all this in the dark, China is parroting the “unanimous view of the international community” cried by the U.S. and resorting to sanctions racket after branding the DPRK as a criminal, pursuant to the forces hostile toward the DPRK. This is an intolerable act aimed to deny the mainstay of the DPRK-China relations and do away with the noble tradition of bilateral friendship.
It is not the DPRK that passed the “red line” in bilateral relations but it is China which has unhesitatingly passed the line.
By the “red line”, the two countries were meant not to violate the dignity, interests and sovereignty of each other.
For the DPRK, the nuclear weapons are its absolute symbol and represent its supreme interests.
The DPRK have had access to nukes to defend the country and the people from the aggression moves and threats which the world’s biggest nuclear power U.S. has posed decade after decade with an aim to deprive the DPRK of its political ideology, social system and dignity. The mission of the DPRK’s nuclear weapons will remain unchanged in the future, too.
However, they are threatening that they would not rule out military intervention, to say nothing of highly-intensive economic sanctions if the DPRK does not give up nuclear program. This is extremely arrogant chauvinist logic that not only the strategic interests of the DPRK but also its dignity and right to existence must be sacrificed for their interests.
One must clearly understand that the DPRK’s line of access to nukes for the existence and development of the country can neither be changed nor shaken and that the DPRK will never beg for the maintenance of friendship with China, risking its nuclear program which is as precious as its own life, no matter how valuable the friendship is.
Some expect that the DPRK will not be able to subsist without help from someone and it will give up and beg for the restoration of relations if the string of sanctions is tightened just a little more. This is a foolish calculation. The source and foundation of the existence of the DPRK is our own land, our own sky and our own natural resources and the tremendous power of self-development displayed by its great people in the indomitable spirit.
The DPRK, which has already become one of the most powerful nuclear weapons state, does not feel the need to think over how many options it has now.
The geopolitical importance and strategic value of the Korean peninsula situated at the entrance to the Eurasian continent are growing with each passing day, and roads to Pyongyang that has ranked itself with dignity among the most advanced nuclear powers are stretched all around the world.
China should no longer try to test the limits of patience of the DPRK but make proper strategic option, facing up to the situation.
China approved the adoption of the unwarranted “sanctions resolutions” on the DPRK at the UN Security Council meeting in order to check the U.S. THAAD deployment in south Korea and opted for sanctions against the DPRK, even suffering economic damage in the three northeastern provinces of its own. Even though it made concession and flattered, defying all accusations, THAAD targeting China like a dagger was deployed all of a sudden at midnight in south Korea, making fun of the truly “idiot giant”.
If China fails to maintain its own principle and throws away the fraternity with the DPRK it has maintained for decades like a pair of old shoes just for the immediate interests, it will end up in miserable state not trusted by anyone to only face misfortune from all sides.
China had better ponder over the grave consequences to be entailed by its reckless act of chopping down the pillar of the DPRK-China relations.

Is Russia Sightless or Is It Mimicking Blind: Researcher of Institute for International Studies

Pyongyang, August 9, 2017 (KCNA) — Ri Chol Ho, a researcher of the Institute for International Studies of the DPRK, on Wednesday issued the following article titled “Is Russia Sightless or Is It Mimicking the Blind”:
The news of the successful launch of inter-continental ballistic rockets of the DPRK, which put the whole land of the U.S., empire of evil, within its striking range, has been afloat all over the world as breaking news.
The U.S., an aggression state which brandished a nuclear stick of aggression and oppression decade after decade, has finally been dumbfounded in the face of the Juche weapon, and the whole world now turn its eyes to Songun Korea with admiration.
The international community was unanimous in commenting in high terms that the fact that the DPRK’s ICBM reached the maximum height of more than 3 700 km and flew nearly 1 000 km and that the launch was made at high angle launch system more rigorous than actual maximum range flight conditions is demonstrative of the substantial might which is capable of putting even the eastern areas of the U.S. including New York, to say nothing of the western areas of the U.S., within the firing range.
The DPRK’s ICBM, a noble fruition of its great policy of simultaneously developing the economic construction and the building of nuclear force, is clearly recorded in space as a pronoun of defence of international justice and peace, both in name and reality.
But only Russia is making a far-fetched assertion, denying this stark fact unanimously acknowledged by the world community, while feigning blind and deaf.
Russia, a country bordering the Korean peninsula, is calling the DPRK’s ICBM a medium-range ballistic rocket with 681 km of height and 732 km of distance. This is utterly ironical.
The U.S., situated in the American continent across the ocean, dares not deny the fact even though it is reluctant more than others to acknowledge the DPRK’s success in the ICBM launch. A big question is how come the ICBM of the DPRK is taken as medium-range ballistic rocket by Russia, a country very close to the DPRK.
Another question is that Russia, which will be grouchy if it is ranked second in military standings, is making desperate efforts to make its far-fetched assertions sound plausible while misusing even the name of the Defence Ministry.
The world people are watching the erratic act of Russia with surprise as its authorities and the public have differing stand over the launch. Lots of military experts, media and social circles of Russia are unanimously acknowledging the launch as ICBM launch but this is denied only by the authorities.
What is skeptical is that whether Russia’s temporal concept on object is not ruled by its perversity and jealousy that big country’s rifle should be regarded as a rocket and small country’s rocket should be taken as a rifle.
For years, Russia took outwardly strong stand toward the U.S., as it used to say that “sanctions resolutions” against the DPRK should not affect the normal economic and trade activities of the DPRK and its people’s living at a time when the issue was on agenda at UN even though Russia was subject to trouble as a key target of sanctions and pressure by the U.S. Therefore, the world has been skeptical about its assertion of calling the ICBM a medium-range ballistic rocket. However, Russia, which had showed bravery as if it was going to hinder the adoption of the “resolution sanctions” on the DPRK, boarded the ship operated by the U.S. all of a sudden to be “complimented” by Trump. This is quite enough for the world to guess what was the true aim sought by Russia in insisting that the ICBM of the DPRK was a medium-range ballistic rocket.
The far-fetched assertion of Russia has become an engine that heartened the DPRK to work for more launches of ICBM and compelled it to take new measures of action.
It will be clear to Russia itself whether it is really the blind or is feigning the blind.
If Russia does not drop its own “big power concept” which it values so much, the reality in which it is not treated as a big power even though it is a big power will be its permanent destiny.

Kim Jong Un Guides Hwasong-12 Launching Drill Again

Pyongyang, September 16, 2017 (KCNA) — Kim Jong Un, chairman of the Workers’ Party of Korea, chairman of the State Affairs Commission of the DPRK and supreme commander of the Korean People’s Army, guided once again a launching drill of the medium-and-long range strategic ballistic rocket Hwasong-12 on the spot. (…)
He told leading officials of the Department of Munitions Industry of the Party Central Committee and the field of defense scientific research accompanying him that our final goal is to establish the equilibrium of real force with the U.S. and make the U.S. rulers dare not talk about military option for the DPRK. And he stressed the need to run at full speed and straight, continuing to qualitatively consolidate the military attack capacity for nuclear counterattack the U.S. cannot cope with.
As recognized by the whole world, we have made all these achievements despite the UN sanctions that have lasted for decades but never made them from any “benefit” of the UN, he said, adding it is very stifling for those countries styling themselves big powers keeping their minds on bringing to their knees the DPRK through UN sanctions.
We should clearly show the big power chauvinists how our state attain the goal of completing its nuclear force despite their limitless sanctions and blockade, he said, underlining the need to put an end to them with the all-state efforts as it has nearly reached the terminal.

Chinese Media’s Shameless and Impudent Acts Blasted

Pyongyang, September 22, 2017 (KCNA) — Following is the full text of a signed article “Rude Deed of Shameless Media”:
Some media of China are seriously hurting the line and social system of the DPRK and threatening the DPRK at a time when the U.S. and its vassal forces have reached the extremes in their frantic moves to impose sanctions and pressure on the DPRK over the DPRK’s just exercise of its right to self-defence.
The Chinese People’s Daily and its sister paper Huan Qui Shibao and websites People’s Network and Huan Qui Network insulted the DPRK, saying “it pricked its own eyes with its own hands” and “it was a noose put around its own neck” while shunning the legitimacy of the DPRK’s possession of nuclear weapons and the self-defensive nature of its measure for bolstering the national nuclear force. Not content with this, they said “it would face the fate of sun setting in the western sky” and set forth such presumptuous “initiatives” as “international solidarity” and organization of “forum international think-tank” for settling the nuclear issue of the DPRK.
As for the “sanctions resolution” against the DPRK, the dirty excrement of the reactionaries of history, they spouted such extremely ill-boding words that China “did not target the normal living of the people in the DPRK” and “DPRK is fortunate to have China as its neighbor”.
In a word, their comment meant that the small country DPRK put itself and the international community as a whole at a “peril” for standing against “the world’s superpower” with the manufacture of nuclear weapons, and that there is nothing to be displeased over the step of decrease of food taken to make the DPRK, “chief culprit rendering the world restless” get exhausted.
This can not be construed otherwise than an act of the blind whose eyes are open and the deaf and dumb who look outwardly normal as they can not understand the essence of the nuclear issue of the Korean peninsula nor can they properly see, hear and express the changed international political situation in the wake of the DPRK’s possession of nuclear weapons.
Moreover, the news media openly faulted the line of other sovereign state. This makes one think that it was quite natural for them to lose trust from people of their own country and the international community to not a small measure due to their self-complacence and prejudice.
Even though they can be pretexts to shield their clumsy plight of getting dragged on by the U.S., we can not connive at their acts of dare hurting the dignity of the state and people of the DPRK.
As was already emphasized, the DPRK’s access to a nuclear deterrence was pursuant to the strategic decision of the party and state of the DPRK to fundamentally terminate the decade-old U.S. hideous hostile policy toward the DPRK and nuclear threat and blackmail, and this finally led the DPRK to possess H-bomb for ICBM, the absolute weapons on the earth.
Even at this moment, the U.S. hatches sinister scheme of provoking a nuclear war and is holding dangerous secret war confab after introducing to the Korean peninsula and the region huge strategic hardware enough to fight several wars while openly calling for “totally destroying north Korea”.
History and reality teach a serious lesson that only powerful strength can defend oneself from the tyrannical nuclear weapons.
The military attack on Syria committed in the eyes of neighboring big powers including China in April last showed the world in practice what the “peace by strength” touted by the Trump administration meant, and Beijing might have felt not a great deal.
What matters is that how can The Chinese People’s Daily and media under it which had trumpeted about “sovereignty and independence in the road for social progress” and “peculiar sovereign position” spout principle-less nonsense that are mocked even by Trump’s twitters.
If they are not novice reptile media devoid of insight and their own view to the international politics, they should be well aware of themselves before commenting on others.
Now heard from DPRK-China border are reflective complaints on who became hopeless as the consequences of the U.S.-manipulated “sanctions resolution” on the DPRK.
A Chinese businessman who was left empty-handed in the trade with the DPRK said: I don’t know politics and diplomacy. But one thing is clear. Korea, not a big country, is talking what it wants to say and does what it wants to do while standing against the U.S., the superpower. It’s hard to understand what’s wrong with China. Lots of minor businesses in three northeastern provinces of China are suffering huge losses. Then why does it kowtow to the U.S. I really feel shame. I am more afraid of the corruption of the state than the corruption of people.
This is the public mindset.
Literally speaking, media styling themselves speaking for the people had better use their heads to read the people’s mindset and speak for the people of their own country, rather than admonishing others.
If it is the organ of a party styling itself the initiator of “principle of non-interference” outside, it can stand with dignity before the world people only when it maintains this principle.
As for “good neighbor”, the DPRK has much more to say about it.
When the Soviet Union and the U.S. and the whole world released denunciation statements over the first nuclear test carried out by China in the 1960s, it was only the DPRK, good neighbor, which actively supported it and encouraged it through government statement.
When high-spirited White House owner set out on his trip to China, its neighbor DPRK released a worldwide aphorism that Nixon’s China visit was not a march of victor but a trip of loser with a white flag in his hand, thus helping the big neighbor save shame and maintain its face. China might know this sincere neighbor more than itself.
Then why is it going under the armpit of the U.S. while holding a white flag to blame the good neighbor.
Nixon, suffering from disease from wrath by the unusual principle and resourcefulness of the DPRK which stopped the historical disgrace which could have been a shame on the socialist camp, had called for a “war with China” till the last day of his leave from office. This is quite alike the act of Trump who is teasing Beijing, caught in the trap of “world economy”, under the pretext of “nuclear issue of Korea”. It is seen by the whole world.
The DPRK knows which way it should follow.
The DPRK does not have to lie on its face just as China did when it visited the U.S. and there is no need for China to force the DPRK to learn it.
History proved that the path covered by the DPRK for nearly one century has been an un-trodden path through thick and thin but it was far-sighted and promising option as this helped the country escape the tragic events witnessed in Eastern Europe which was mentally disarmed in the face of the imperialists, and as this helped others to evade clumsy situation of not breathing properly being caught in the noose of dollars.
The Korean people have learned the might of unity and happiness even though they did not lead a plentiful life and they have the perspective and generosity of looking far into the dawning tomorrow in the darkness.
As for the fortune of the DPRK, its people are not such ignorant people who foresee their fortune by money or divination sign.
Though small in territory and population, the people of the DPRK have such fortune which no other country and nation has and therefore, we feel sorrowful at the neighbor seeking money only without its own soul even though it is big.
Lots of countries and peoples of the world are keenly realizing where lies the genuine fortune of each country and nation while viewing the admirable DPRK greeting the great change in its destiny and standing against the “world’s only superpower” while taking the lead of the struggle to defend peace of the region and the world, although it had its territory totally usurped by big powers keen on scramble and was trampled down under them in the past because it was weak in strength.
Truly frustrating is the perspective of the political hangers-on who are just satisfied to have their rice bowl safe even though the neighbor is thieved while considering Korea just as a front yard and “buffer zone” for holding back the invasion by robber.
It is the U.S. and other dishonest and hostile forces who are taking issue this or that way while doggedly shunning the reality of Juche Korea.
The light act of China’s media openly resorting to interference in the internal affairs of other country, being oblivious of the mission of media which should regard objectivity and impartiality as their lifeline, would be little short of driving a wedge between the two countries and the two peoples, pursuant to the U.S.
The party organ of the socialist country bragging long history denounced socialist Korea so maliciously in collusion with the imperialists. This leaves us think that whether they can be entitled to enter the coming party conference hall only when they register the dirty reptile records of betraying the peoples of the two countries.
The Chinese media had better watch how the DPRK smashes the hostile forces’ arrogance and high-handed practices, rather than kowtowing to the ignorant acts of the Trump administration.
They had better mind their own businesses, before impudently pointing an accusing finger at others.
Korea is a land of rising sun as its name implies and one has to turn one’s head toward China to watch the sun setting in the western sky in Korea.

Chinese Media Slashed for Arrogantly Meddling in Event of Korean Nation

Pyongyang, February 8, 2018 (KCNA) — The following is the full text of “For what they despicably intrude on other’s affair”, an article written by Jong Phil which was carried on the DPRK’s leading newspapers Thursday:
The ties between the north and the south of Korea are now on the track of positive development.
Thanks to the DPRK’s proactive proposal and steps, a breakthrough was made toward detente, peace and improvement of the relations between the north and the south and the enthusiasm of the fellow countrymen to hold the Winter Olympics as a successful event of the nation is sweeping the whole Korean Peninsula.
At this time, some media of China, not to be left behind the U.S. and Japan, reactionaries of history, are letting out impudent arguments of individual experts, seriously spoiling the atmosphere for the feast.
The Chinese Central TV Network on Feb. 5 aired an assertion of a vice-researcher of the Institute for Asia-Pacific and World Strategy under the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences: The DPRK calculated to show an open aspect of the country and improve its international image through the south Korea visit by the president of the Presidium of its Supreme People’s Assembly. The international community is expecting the DPRK to show greater sincerity and concession over the denuclearization issue if it truly hopes for promoting the detente on the Korean peninsula. Unless it does so, it will be difficult for the DPRK to attain its purpose.
On the same day, the Global Times of China’s People’s Daily carried an argument made by a senior research fellow at the China Institute of International Studies that restoring inter-Korean relations without touching on the nuclear issue is unsustainable and fragile.
Earlier in January, some Chinese media made wicked assertions that the sustenance of the atmosphere for detente on the Korean peninsula is closely related to the solution of the “nuclear issue of the DPRK” and that “detente will not last long without common recognition of the denuclearization”.
Such incoherent talks heard from Chinese media can not but be retorted as an arrogant act aimed at interference in the internal issue of the Korean nation and an unreasonable logic and sophism ignorant of the essence of the nuclear issue of the Korean peninsula.
Obvious is the stand of the DPRK to successfully hold the Winter Olympics as a national event and fully display the dignity and might of the Korean nation and, therefore, this is supported and welcomed by all the fellow countrymen and the international community.
It is only the U.S. and other outsiders who are to blame for the division of the Korean Peninsula and the tension there that stand against the Korean nation working hard to open up a new chapter for peace on the peninsula by its concerted efforts.
China’s experts and media, that have touted for “peaceful solution” to the Korean peninsula issue whenever an opportunity presented itself, now shun the present positive development of the situation and are arguing for and against while setting the DPRK’s participation in the Winter Olympics against its strategic issue. How can such behavior be interpreted as an act of allegedly “disinterested” neighbors.
This is evidently an act of screwballs feeling dissatisfaction with the north and the south of Korea aspiring after detente and peace, and a mischievous act to reverse and divert the international focus away from the atmosphere for the north-south reconciliation.
It reminds one of a mean fellow looking over the fence of a feast host.
The Winter Olympics has nothing to do with “denuclearization”.
As acknowledged by the world, the DPRK’s possession of nuclear deterrence was a legitimate option for self-defense reflective of the stern historical lesson and the reality in which the DPRK’s sincere efforts for the denuclearization of the whole Korean Peninsula were ignored and the U.S. nuclear threat to the DPRK aimed to destroy its sovereignty and rights to existence and development has daily increased.
At this time, swimming against the atmosphere of peace on the Korean Peninsula, the U.S. is rendering to the extremes the political and military threat and brandishing a fireball after shipping huge aggression forces including all sorts of ultramodern nuclear war weapons to the sky, land and sea, thereby threatening the Winter Olympics and the post-Olympics situation.
If one truly hopes for peace on the Korean Peninsula and regional stability, it is reasonable for one to say what it should do to the trouble-maker U.S.
It is illogical for the Chinese media to absurdly vociferate about “denuclearization”, far from saying what it should do.
So, is an event of “denuclearization” ever on the list of the Winter Olympics?
Call a spade a spade. It is very despicable of those Chinese media to mess with their neighbor’s event, far from offering congratulations to it.
Ignoring the reality and occasion, they are forcibly linking the issue of “denuclearization” to the Olympics, which cannot be interpreted otherwise than an act aimed to spoil others’ feast.
They betrayed the dark intention to distract the international caution focused on them to the DPRK by doggedly standing in the way of creating reconciliation atmosphere between the north and the south of Korea that would have a positive impact on the world peace and the development of the regional situation.
They are trying to hold the issue of inter-Korean relations on nuclear issue leash and use it as leverage for interference.
They, in the long run, left the international community unpleasant feelings that the “initiative and proactive neighboring diplomacy” only seeks interference in the internal affairs of other countries and nations.
Recently they slandered the DPRK’s measure for self-defense as “narrow-minded interpretation of outside and self-justified action in the nuclear and missile issue”. They also belittled the military capabilities of the DPRK, quoting a “conclusion drawn after inspecting from the south side position in Panmunjom”. Now to what extent have they reached.
Some experts and media of China engrossed in admonishing others are now showing the same proclivity as the Trump and Abe groups and the conservative riff-raffs of south Korea marginalized after being isolated and rejected in the world.
Going blind in judging the trend of the times would make one face great disappointment.
Such senseless meddling doesn’t fit the appearance of a “power”.
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2024.05.22 19:38 ZymZymZym777 ND characters as Taylor Swift songs

I was originally writing a comment on a recent post here (you can check it out) but I kinda got carried away (still don't know what got into me lol, I guess I found a couple of these funny and decided to write more?). Anyway, here's my comment. Spoilers for nearly all the games (a couple of these might not make sense because I couldn't concentrate when I was looking through the lyrics, there were a few songs that I felt would fit, based on their names). I only marked spoilers for KEY
Vigilante Shit for Nancy (this song portrays Nancy's idea of justice and you can say the win win lyrics show the general vibe of game endings). Also Samantha Quick?
Bejeweled for Lori.
Also ME! For Tino and the guy who was born a very tiny baby from CUR (Spelling is fun!)
The smallest man who ever lived for Anja
Anti hero for Clara? (I have this dream part) +I don't wanna live forever
Style for Sinclair + stay stay stay
Lavender haze Elliott (for how he behaved for most part of the game)
No body no crime DED, either Ryan or Victor, sorry I forgot which of them I should put here
Shake it off for the niacin lady. Also yntcd
Look what you made me do for Brenda
Gorgeous for Bess (I only remember 2 lines from the chorus but this song seems to suit her)
The man Vladena
Mastermind Elka Ewan
Bad blood Helena Dwayne Dagny
out of the woods Lisa
The Archer Delicate Linda
I don't wanna live forever for Miwako and Yumi's mother if you believe the theory that she committed suicide
Prudence Rutherford the last great american dynasty
I knew you were trouble (when you walked in) Minette and Thanos
Lamont this is me trying (the guy kinda kept fucking up, Bess really messed him up)
Kit all you had to do was stay, loml
Kyler but daddy I love him and paper rings, that girl was set on marrying a guy who seemed like a total idiot, so it fits her
Alejandro imgonnagetyouback
Thank you Aimee for Deidre
Beautiful ghosts Donal
Death by a thousand cuts Corine
I almost do Jane (she kinda almost got us!)
I hate it here Scott, Linda, Alexei
Rentaro imgonnagetyouback, maroon
Miwako picture to burn, you're not sorry
Sweet nothing Louis
Blank space David or Dave (from RAN)
Stay stay stay Ned
I know places Rachel, Mr Egan
I did something bad Izzy , Heather, Brady Armstrong, Moira detective beech Jane with the guinea pig, Dr Craven
You belong with me for Frank
John Grey, Olivia loml (dancing phantoms on the terrace are they second hand embarrassed that I cant get out of head that something counterfeit's dead) also Lou Talbot here. Also it could suit nancy in trail of the twister if you remove "counterfeit" with all the ma questions
Mary Yazzie and Tex (they don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly I choose you and me religiously) Guilty as Sin, Cruel Summer
Cassandra Olivia Ravencroft Tex and Mary Yazzie, Heather, Dieter Lover
Question Nancy Kyler London boy
Wade and Kit, Dieter all too well (10 minute version)
I know places for jessalyn
Down bad Sonny Cornelia Street for Dagny
This is what you came for for KEY (for Leo)
Fresh out the slammer for harper,+ who's afraid of little old me
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2024.05.22 09:03 Patient-Ebb6272 ASMR6 Refuge [1600+] [ASMR] [M4A] [Roleplay] [SciFi] [Storytelling] [Holding] [Comforting] [old flames]

Anyone interested in a romantic interlude for an otherwise action hero?
Male voice, 30s ... ideally blue. [Kidding.]

You are welcome to monetize.
I would love a chance to feature your video on Saameron's channel to maintain the flow of the story.
I reserve the right to record it myself, though my female voice won't do it justice.
Most of the pauses should be intuitive, though a couple of longer ones - topic changes - I have marked.
Ditto for the SFX. I love SFX in an audio, but you know best how well you handle that stuff.

PLEASE let me know if you decide to use it.

Have an utterly fabulous day.
...

ASMR6 Refuge [1600+]
[ASMR] [M4A] [Roleplay] [SciFi] [Storytelling] [Holding] [Comforting] [old flames]
In brief:
Saameron has brought Tash, a newcomer – an ET who did not arrive on the Vengeance – to the home of an old lover, Nadia.
Saam and his Secret Service partner, Johnson, must leave at once for an overseas retrieval mission.
While Tash plays with her daughter, Nadia takes the opportunity to hold Saam again.
....
Saam (speaker) to Nadia [listener]
Thank you. Thank you for letting us bring him here.
Johnson’s idea. Tash speaks some Russian, but no English.
No-one in the hospital could talk to him.
No. Don’t let go.
Not just yet.
Please.
Ooooh, you smell so good.
[sfx girl giggling in another room]
Don’t let her paint his face, OK?
No. I know. How old is she now?
Has it been that long?
No, you don’t look older.
And your ass is still magnificent. [soft laugh]
Had I known you would swear at me, I wouldn’t have learned Russian.
You know how.
Yes. Artam.
I’m fine.
Hm. Maybe a little.
Never deliberately.
Yes, you’re right.
Johnson feels the same way about him. He keeps threatening to shoot him.
One night. For both of us.
Russian for me, English for Tash.
No, of course Tash doesn’t want to do it.
He doesn’t want a Nadev inside his head.
I can understand that.
But he would sleep through it. We could knock him out with soothers, and Artam would hold his hand during the transfer. That’s all.
He wouldn’t even remember meeting him.
I told him I’d be there.
I promised him I’d protect him. And I will.
Ooooh. [nuzzling; sigh]
Your shoulder is the perfect height to …
Changing the subject…?
You started it.
[breathing] By smelling like that.
Other ways of doing it.
Well. There are other Nadev, I suppose.
But he’s the least awful that I know of.
They were our allies, not our …
Not our friends.
There was a young Japanese guy at the police station. An expert in ET languages.
Can you believe that?
A human who spends all his time learning our languages?
Maybe we could …
Hmmm.
Because I want to kiss you, but I don’t know if it’s OK.
I don’t know if you are with anyone right now.
Ask?
I don’t want to.
Because I don’t want to know.
If you said yes …? Just stand here and whimper, I suppose. [soft laugh]
If you said no … no, don’t …
Break my own heart again, I guess.
Drown in false hope.
You’re not?
Oh.
OK.
[pause] Puppy dog …?
I’ve been called worse things.
Yes, please. If he can stay for a few days … I’ll be back as soon as I can.
And then … perhaps …. we can find somewhere safe for him to be given English.
If he agrees to it.
No.
Not if you don’t want to.
I never would. You know that.
He’s really young. I thought at first he was at least fully grown, but now I think he’s … you would call him a teenager?
No. I don’t know.
I cleaned him up as much as I could. His hair was full of vomit and blood … there was no way …
So I cut it. In the shower room.
Yes. That is the best I could do. [laughs]
Well, I have many talents, but that’s not one.
Who told me I had …?
I’m pretty sure that was you.
[Sigh]
The detox is just about done.
He just needs food and sleep. Peace and quiet.
Of course he’s frightened, nervous …
Lili will help.
He’s had a very hard time. I don’t know how they got here, but his owner left him here for some reason. Sold him. In Russia.
I’ll find out more when I get back.
No. Not the Vengeance. Much too young.
It means there must be others visiting …
Consequences. Of course. I just don’t know yet what they will be.
I don’t know.
Is this hair real?
Yes?
But not really yours …?
Oh (fake gagging noises) [laughs]
[sfx playful slap?]
Hey …
I just like your real hair.
I remember you in the fountain at that party, the night we met …
All those people in expensive clothes, and you in the fountain with wet hair.
Your were so … You’re still beautiful.
You were upset because some idiot had told you …
Well he was wrong.
It’s a beautiful ass. Always has been.
Well, I didn’t know any better. I’d never seen a swimsuit.
[p]
No. I don’t think so. I think humans are the only ones.
I don’t know of any …no. No aliens with red hair. Sorry.
Perhaps I should try red hair.
No?
No. Perhaps you’re right.
[p]
Just for a part.
Movie, or a play?
Uh-huh.
Hmmmm.
I have seen plays.
I’ve seen you on stage, remember?
The one about metal flowers.
[p]
A place where women went to have their hair dressed.
You wore pink.
You had a baby.
You died.
Steel Magnolias. I’m sorry … I still don’t know what a magnolia is.
It was strange because you all moved around.
On Hannath the performers stand still.
Declaim. Yes.
The woman who played your mother … she had a speech – ‘I want to know why’.
That would work on a Hannath stage.
She just needed the hand gestures.
And the finger extensions.
No, not really.
It was a heroic death. For your child.
And I knew we were going home together.
Movies are different. I hate the ones where you get hurt.
Of course I have.
All of them.
I don’t remember all the names.
I don’t always understand ...
One where a man is stuck on a train and keeps dying …
One where you were a dancer, with one of those skirts …
Ballet? Ballet dancer? OK.
You looked good.
One where you were a vampire.
I had to Google that.
A lot of science fiction. And action movies.
It seems like … you always wear tight clothes and kill people.
Or wear tight clothes and kiss an alien.
He did? He said that?
You got the part because …
You’re the only actress who knows what it’s like to …
Am I?
Trembling?
I want to kiss you so much …
Would it be so awful?
No.
I’m sure you’re right.
[sigh]
When we get back, we have to take him back to the police so he can give them a statement.
It shouldn’t take long. He doesn’t know anything.
It will be much easier if he gets English first.
The clothes? We raided a box in the station where people had made donations for the poor.
Well, he has nothing. Absolutely nothing. That’s poor, right?
If you can find him something better to wear …
Of course.
No. I didn’t.
They treated him like a suspect. Shouted at him. In a language he doesn’t speak.
They found him cable tied under a bed in a drug Lord’s villa.
His shoulder was dislocated and he was covered in bruises. Multiple beatings.
Full of drugs and in a lot of pain.
Covered in vomit and shit.
And they shouted at him. Instead of helping him.
Hmmm.
The man that was doing most of the yelling smelled of … something rotten inside him.
I almost left without telling him.
Yeah. I went back. Of course I did. Told him to see a doctor.
No.
But I did think about it.
Anyway. He speaks some Russian. So he will have you and Lili to talk to.
I couldn’t leave him on his own. I had only just promised I would take care of him … and then we get a phone call …
I don’t know exactly. Somewhere in the Middle East.
I get confused.
You have so many different countries …
No. There will an interpreter there to meet us.
No. They don’t like it when I speak Arabic.
You would have to ask them that.
You could be a little nicer to Johnson. None of this is his fault. You know that.
No. Don’t pull away.
Please. I just want to hold you. Just a bit longer.
I can hear Lili making coffee.
Feeding him cake.
Carrot cake.
That smells really good.
She’s chatting to him in Russian.
That’s good.
No. I wouldn’t leave him here if I thought … I wouldn’t put you and Lili at risk. You know that.
I don’t think he’ s dangerous. Not for a second.
Lili likes him. And she is a great judge of character.
Yes, of course I do. She’s beautiful. And she’s yours.
No, she wouldn’t. She couldn’t.
She is who she is because Luis is her father.
Our child would have been … different.
I know.
You’re right.
You’re right.
[whispered] I just miss you.
Johnson is arranging for someone to stay with you. Another Secret Service …
Please.
Otherwise I shall worry about leaving Tash here.
Please.
Please.
Thank you.
Do you still see Luis?
Not for a while.
That’s a shame.
Yes, of course I like him. We were friends.
I didn’t avoid you.
Well … OK, I avoided you. Maybe a little.
Of course.
I wanted you to be happy together.
That doesn’t mean I wanted to watch.
Oh. He’s working on a movie. OK.
[nuzzles her]
Mmm. I am tired, yes.
I’ll sleep on the plane.
Yes. You’re right.
What would you think … No. Never mind.
No. It doesn’t matter.
Just something that was said to me that I wasn’t sure …
[Sigh] OK.
If someone said you look like you were rode hard and put away wet?
Just tired?
It’s not sexual?
OK.
Nothing. Something someone said. I wasn’t …
I don’t always …
Hmm. You’re right.
You’re serious?
I always say ‘you’re right’ whenever we argue?
But… then that’s not an argument, is it?
No, you’re probably right.
[laughs]
[sfx] door opening
OK. The new guy is outside your door.
And we have to go now.
I’ll say goodbye to Lili and Tasha. And then we’ll go.
[walks away]
What?
[soft kiss]
[deep sigh]
Thank you.
I know he’ll feel safe with you.
I always did.
[walks away]
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2024.05.22 08:25 theconstellinguist Gaslighting, Misogyny, and Psychological Oppression

https://philpapers.org/archive/STAGMA-3.pdf/1000
Crossposting audience: Even less than narcissism research, there is a huge dearth of research on denial, the last and arguably most disturbing and long-lasting arm of genocide. Similarly, denial is employed by serial killers and is a type of extreme psychological violence that decouples the system of language's sensemaking from its actual sensebacking isomorphism to reality, while still parasiting sensemaking's credit until the lie's energy final dies, revealing the true devastating truth and the double violence to what truth means itself in the wake of the crime. Some lies last for disturbingly long amounts of time, however, in a reactive and aggressive insistence on sheer social power. This subreddit aims to study that disturbing psychosis at the heart of denial.
Sidestepping (dodging evidence someone is right) and displacing (trying, or even flirting with trying, to place the onus on a mental illness) are the two ways misogynist hate crime occurs. The methodical nature of these tactics suggest a larger “strategy” against an “enemy” that suggests a real and actual war on woman. The unnaturalness of this, unhealthiness of this, and unsustainableness of this cannot be emphasized enough.
Manipulative gaslighting, I propose, consists in getting someone to doubt her testimony by challenging its credibility using two tactics: “sidestepping” (dodging evidence that supports her testimony) and “displacing” (attributing to her cognitive or characterological defects). I explain how manipulative gaslighting is distinct from (mere) reasonable disagreement, with which it is sometimes confused.
Gaslighting is psychological oppression; a constant fight against an inconcrete violence. The relentless bias of a sense of an enemy is required, showing that in the case of misogyny a war on woman is genuinely occurring.
. I also argue for three further claims: that manipulative gaslighting is a method of enacting misogyny, that it is often a collective phenomenon, and, as collective, qualifies as a mode of psychological oppression.
Gaslighting is epistemic injustice that wrongs persons primarily as knowers.
In one, gaslighting is characterized as a form of testimonial injustice. As such, it is a distinctively epistemic injustice that wrongs persons primarily as knowers.
Gaslighting occurs when someone denies, on the basis of another’s social identity, her testimony about a harm or wrong done to her.
Gaslighting occurs when someone denies, on the basis of another’s social identity, her testimony about a harm or wrong done to her. In the other strand, gaslighting is described as a form of wrongful manipulation and, indeed, a form of emotional abuse. This use follows the use of “gaslighting” in therapeutic practice. On this account, the aim of gaslighting is to get another to see her own plausible perceptions, beliefs, or memories as groundless.
Manipulative gaslighting is a means by which misogyny is enacted
My thesis is that manipulative gaslighting is a common means by which misogyny is enacted. Fourth, I explain how manipulative gaslighting deployed in the service of misogyny qualifies as a collective phenomenon. Last, I argue that, as collective, misogynist gaslighting is a mode of psychological oppression.
Being degraded as a knower, being told you don’t know things you do know or didn’t get things right you did get right is an epistemological gaslight. It is intended to humiliate, degrade, and ultimately aggressively devalue the truth value so it is free to be grabbed by someone who does not actually have it (truth value fraud). This is only possible if the one defrauded does not have the confidence to push back on the fraudster’s calls of their low self-confidence, a weakness that is often due to a painful struggle to accept that people can really be that nasty, which takes strength to accept. It takes strength to accept there is a large body of men that hate women simply because they are women and there is no hope of them humanizing women. They therefore should also be likewise written off.
The wrong of gaslighting: In the case of epistemic gaslighting, the primary wrong is being degraded as a knower.
The wrong consists in an affront to one’s epistemic competence or trustworthiness. However, on this view, gaslighting has a number of secondary wrongs. These include destroying the epistemic self-confidence of the knower, among others.9 In the case of manipulative gaslighting, the primary wrong is being manipulated into losing confidence in oneself both as a knower and as a moral equal.10 Degrading the agent as a knower, on this view, may be a secondary wrong
Prejudice on identity allows a self-hating woman to assign less credibility to another woman
Susceptibility to gaslighting: In epistemic gaslighting, the hearer harbors prejudice against the speaker due to the speaker’s social identity and so assigns to her less credibility than she would otherwise have
A woman seeking male approval gives her social power away, which is then used to beat her back and make sure she can’t get it again and to keep her self-confidence low to ensure continued male arbitration of the truth system and economic abuse. It is completely irrational yet many women do it.
In the epistemic case, this difference is in social power. Indeed, it is part of what epistemic gaslighting is that it is done to people with less social power by those with more social power. In the manipulative case, the power differential can be understood in terms of leverage. A gaslighter, qua manipulator, cannot undermine one’s confidence in one’s judgments unless one is in some way invested in what the manipulator believes. This leverage, however, might be, and perhaps often is, caused by a difference in social power, as when a woman is in invested in male approval.14
Manipulative gaslighting is gaslighting on purpose
Manipulative gaslighting is, by definition, intentional because manipulation is, by definition, intentional in the following sense: the manipulator always has an aim. He is attempting to get someone to do or to feel something.
Reluctance and self-doubt is enforced for women and incongruently applied; it is only towards women. Men in the same situation see the credibility dynamics shift all the way towards them,.
Yet it seems that in the case of women’s testimony about male harm, the refusal to believe, as widespread and systematic, is aimed at inhibiting women from giving such testimony.18 Women’s reluctance and self-doubt do not seem to be a merely contingent result of testimonial injustice. Indeed, routine denial would surely be in the interest of men because discrediting women’s testimony about men harming them tends to license those harms, and, in turn, to cement the power men gain by committing them
First, the gaslighter sidesteps evidence that would expose his judgment as unjustified. Second, he claims that the target’s judgment lacks credibility because it is caused by a defect in her.
Gaslighting occurs when a person (the “gaslighter”) manipulates another (the “target”) in order to make her suppress or doubt her justifiable judgments about facts or values. He does this by denying the credibility of those judgments using these two methods: First, the gaslighter sidesteps evidence that would expose his judgment as unjustified. Second, he claims that the target’s judgment lacks credibility because it is caused by a defect in her.19
Obstacles to a hearing or a quality hearing are put in place on purpose to avoid the revelation that the gaslighter’s judgment is without merit
They all involve refusing to give the target a hearing, because such a hearing would reveal that the gaslighter’s judgment is without merit. Other sidestepping tactics include ridiculing or belittling accuser for making the accusation,20 implying that she is a hypocrite,21 turning the table,22 verbally attacking her, or plain old changing the subject. (Indeed, one way of changing the subject is to immediately displace.)
The gaslighter displaces, that is, he attributes a flaw to the target to “explain” her judgment and thereby prove it not credible.
Norm says or implies that Robin has both cognitive and characterological defects: she has a deficient memory and is oversensitive, inflexible, and prone to lying. Norm claims that these defects, rather than his conduct, cause Robin to make her complaint.
Displacement hoping that by disorganizing things people will forget the evidence. It is a tactic of gaslighters.
Displacement is a tactic designed to distract the target (and others) from attending to the evidence, which supports the target’s judgment. It focuses attention upon the character or capacities of the target.
gaslighters intentionally and methodically circumvent both the evidence that their view is unjustified and the evidence that their target’s view is, or is very likely to be, correct.
My characterization of gaslighting, as promised, distinguishes it from reasonable disagreement: whereas those engaged in reasonable disagreement are responsive to evidence, gaslighters intentionally and methodically (though not necessarily consciously) circumvent both the evidence that their view is unjustified and the evidence that their target’s view is, or is very likely to be, correct.
Instead of detecting clues of an even more horrific crime (drugging), misogynist hate crime as a huge gaping vulnerability has them showing that they mock the victim. To even suggest someone going through something that traumatic would know everything is a witchhunt, because if she did, then how could it have been that bad? But if she didn’t, why can’t she get her facts straight? That is the definition of if she dies she’s innocent, if she floats, she’s a witch. It’s a femicidal tactic, just like the witchhunt.
First, the accused (or someone who is loyal to the accused, in the case where a woman’s testimony is either public or else given to a third party)28 denies that the harmful event in fact occurred and attributes the accusation to the woman’s being confused, having a faulty memory, or misinterpreting the event. An example of this is President Donald Trump’s imitation of Christine Blasey Ford’s testimony before the Judiciary Committee that nominee Brett Kavanaugh, now a Supreme Court Justice, had sexually assaulted her when they were in high school. Trump said, How did you get home? I don’t remember. How’d you get there? I don’t remember. Where is the place? I don’t remember. How many years ago was it? I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. What neighborhood was it in? I don’t know. Where’s the house? I don’t know. Upstairs, downstairs—where was it? I don’t know—but I had one beer. That’s the only thing I remember.
Opportunism is often a claim made by gaslighters
However, in the wake of his conviction, conservative journalists sought to exonerate him. Holtzclaw himself maintains his innocence, claiming that his victims were lying, motivated by the prospect of profiting from their accusations.30 Where in the Trump case the accuser was alleged to be confused, in the Holtzclaw case, the accusers were alleged to be outright lying and the defect attributed to the victims was opportunism
Gaslighters tend to go for all or nothing, blowing things up to an excess or minimizing them to nothing out of sheer aggression.
In this type of case, he concedes that he engaged in the conduct he was accused of, but downplays the harm. Cases of this sort are common and familiar: The accused says, e.g., “I was only joking; where is your sense of humor?” or “Why are you so uptight?” or “Wow, you sound like a man-hater.”
The types of questions are not always fact gathering and this can be an act of aggression if they are of an inappropriate pattern; the types of questions themselves can be clear evidence that the person suspects a defect in the victim
“Why were you at a fraternity house?” “Why were you drinking?” “Why were you wearing a short skirt?” etc. As in the previous example, the defect attributed to the victim is a character flaw: she had it coming because she is, e.g., promiscuous or reckless.
Himpathy shows a disturbing trend to show more sympathy to men no matter what they do precisely because they are men. Himpaths often show an even more disturbing self-hate towards women in the scenario, when female.
what she calls “himpathy,” which is when people have excessive sympathy toward male assailants and relatively little toward the assailants’ female victims.32
Even when they know themselves guilty, gaslighters find no ethical qualm in portraying themselves as victims of accusations and trying to create self-confidence issues in the accused to not stand firm on what they know happened to them on the basis of this “accusation” rhetoric. This is even when the perpetrator knows they are guilty, making gaslighting especially disturbing.
What goes on in this type of displacement is that the accuser portrays himself as victimized in virtue of being accused despite the fact that he is clearly guilty and knows himself to be guilty of the harm. The cause of the accusation, we are told, is not the assailant’s wrong-doing, but rather the desire of the victim to level the accusation. The “defect” attributed to the victim is simply her insistence upon bringing the injustice to light
Unfounded certitude about counterfactuals is another sign of gaslighting
In other instances, gaslighters express a wholly unfounded certitude about counterfactuals, such as when they reflexively say, “He would never do that.”
Men are typically the perpetrators and women the targets of gaslighting.
What they need to recover from are psychological harms, namely the disorientation and depression associated with the abiding self-doubt that persistent gaslighting within a relationship induces. The political implications of gaslighting tend to be downplayed35 in that discourse, though it is acknowledged that, in male-female relationships, men are typically the perpetrators and women the targets of gaslighting.36
Minimization of making one mistake, deliberate mischaracterization saying she is making a big deal out of nothing (also minimization), is disturbingly seen on women towards other women
This type of public gaslighting is especially effective in manipulating women into second-guessing their views about things that men do to women, for it targets at once all the women who witness it. If it happens regularly, it is capable of inducing in women a particular state of mind where they cannot quite fully embrace their own perception that the man’s action was wrong or harmful.41 They struggle with the disquiet of believing “deep down” that the woman in question was unjustly treated but also believing that she is perhaps making a big deal out of nothing or that the boys should be allowed to make one mistake
Women are seen as inherently defective, which is a basis of hate crime, and this inherent defectiveness allows them to be treated as if any complaint a woman makes is not credible.
discomfort, and even sometimes criticizes other women who complain about it. In doing these things, she calls into doubt her and other women’s standing to resist this treatment. She implies that she and other women are the kinds of beings for whom such treatment is fitting. Furthermore, because gaslighting tells women directly that their complaints are not credible because they arise from a defect in them, women are bound to believe that they are indeed defective—that their negative feelings are caused by a personal flaw rather than the conduct of men
Undermining women who accuse men of abuse is a strategy for undermining women.
I have described a kind of gaslighting—manipulative gaslighting—that captures the idea that discrediting women who accuse men of abuse is a strategy for undermining women. I then explained how manipulative gaslighting can be distinguished from a mere difference of opinion. Next, I argued that manipulative gaslighting can be part of the structure of misogyny, for it enforces certain patriarchal norms of proper feminine behavior toward men.
Psychological oppression is a primary force of economic abuse as well, so diminished confidence in women is lucrative in a world without a strong sense of non-distortion; incentivizing gaslighting.
This experience of diminished confidence, I argued, is a mark of psychological oppression. 46
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2024.05.22 03:15 mikeramp72 Endgame #21

21st: Scot Pollard (Kaoh Rong - 8th)

NBA REP IN ENDGAME LMFAOOOO
u/SMC0629:
It’s insane how great of a villain Scot is especially as deep into the show Kaoh Rong is, but he really is. Scot is one of the most petty and selfish people to be on the show, and it’s glorious. At the same time, you find yourself rooting for him every once in a while, there’s a lot of depth that goes into his character. I think he’s so deserving of endgame, and I couldn’t be happier he made it.
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u/DryBonesKing:
The way my mouth dropped when Zan approached me for an Endgame deal that included Scot Pollard of all people. Like, based doesn’t even do the feeling justice when I described how hyped I felt about it. I love Scot and I think he has such a unique presence that I’m not sure if Survivor will ever truly replicate, especially as the show tries to carry itself as a more family friendly experience. But Scot is just so naturally intimidating and terrifying, and the scene of him dousing the fire in the middle of the day just to fuck with the tribe around him, might be one of the coldest scenes I have ever seen on Survivor.
The combined impact both he and Kyle Jason (who I actually have ranked back-to-back with him in my personal rankings) is just truly something as they feel more like one of the most intimidating villain presences in the show’s history. And what really helps make them better is how they sorta piggy-back on each other. Scot adds more of a natural darkness to Jason that helps him feel even more “evil” than he probably is, while Jason has a way with words and “just enough” of a sympathetic angle in his edit that you can’t help but worry that he could be getting a winner’s edit, that the two actually feel like they could succeed. You don’t get that shit really ever in Survivor! You watch Pearl Islands and you know Fairplay’s gonna lose in the end. Philippines? Abi won’t win with her edit. Worlds Apart’s evil trio? Well thankfully not cause all three of them suck ass, but the edit definitely is giving it away they’re going to lose to Mike in the end. But Scot and Jason? I mean… shit… why are they editing Jason like this? Is… Are they going to win out?
And because of that, it makes their downfall feel even more impactful. It makes Tai saying “No” at Scot’s boot one of the best moments of all time.
Scot’s fantastic. Amazing presence. Amazing character dynamic. One of the best relationships of all time with Jason. A great role in Tai’s character arc and brief descent to darkness. So many amazing qualities I can just gush about. I wouldn’t have in my own Endgame, but I am thrilled that someone wanted this to happen and I can’t wait to read the write-up justifying it!
Overall Rank – 52/821
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u/Tommyroxs45:
Scot is such an awesome villain, yeah he’s a scumbag but who cares! We need someone who actively just doesn’t like anybody around him and he works so well with people like Tai and Aubry. You also can’t forget his bromance with Jason, just perfect, 2 villains who deserve to return!
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u/Regnisyak1:
Scot is a partial reason why Kaoh Rong doesn’t land for me. I think his villainy gets to be a little too OTT to his character, and his ruthless nature toward Alecia just never sat right with me. Objectively, he is a great character, but I just personally think he is a lot and someone I would never have in Endgame without a deal, lol. But happy for Zan!
Personal Rank: 124/821. 8/10.
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u/ninjedi1:
Scot is definitely one of the most unique villains on Survivor. You have the standard dickish villain role on the Brawn tribe, but then you do get to see his sweeter side with his bond with Tai when he gets swapped to another tribe. Then of course you have just absolute perfection at the merge with all the messy gameplay as well as beijng in one of my favorite alliances on the show with Tai and Jason, and then his blindside creating just the perfect Scot Sandwich, making it an absolute treat.
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u/Zanthosus:
What makes a good Survivor villain? The answer to that question is going to be different for everybody. Some people may think that a great villain needs to be exceptionally charismatic, toe the line between cruelty and comedy, or have sympathetic motives or backstory to justify their means of reaching the end. All of these are valid things to look for, and they are all hallmarks of some of the best villains in the show’s history. But Scot falls into a different kind of category from most of these kinds of villains. He’s from an extinct subcategory of villains: the bully. It’s been said before that Scot is the last true villain of Survivor. And while I don’t agree with that statement completely, I do believe that he is the last bully we have seen, and will likely ever see again with how the show has edited and portrayed its characters. We’ll still have antagonists to root against, sure. Jonathan Young and Drew Basile are some recent examples that show Survivor can still give us some pretty good antagonistic forces. But when it comes to the cruel bully archetype, Scot is the last of that kind of character.
And it’s honestly bizarre to me in many ways how I find Scot an incredibly fascinating character, and end up loving to hate him. Especially when you compare him to so many of the other characters of this archetype we’ve seen over the years. Rocky Reid, NaOnka Mixon, and Corinne Kaplan are some of the more notable names that belong to this group. While these characters do undoubtedly have their own defenders, I’d be willing to bet that they’re much more disliked than liked across this community. And of course Scot has his own detractors, but it’s always seemed to me that there’s been much less of an outspoken force against him than others like him. And I’m no different. I have Scot in my own personal endgame, while many other bullies are sitting in my bottom 100 of all time. So, what gives? Well, while I can’t speak for everyone, for me at least it really comes down to one thing. It’s how the people that he and Jason pick on through the season consistently stand up to them and refuse to just lay down and take it. Even if it’s not immediately, almost everyone they target stands up for themselves in one way or another. It also helps that none of their bullying is steeped in any kind of bigotry or hatefulness. They value strength and are doing whatever they can do in their power to make it just a bit further into the game.
Even from the very start of the game, they immediately single out Darnell and Alecia as being the weak links on their tribe. I mentioned before in the Alecia writeup that To Tang is one of my favorite tribes of all time. Literally everyone has something to offer entertainment wise. And while Darnell is swiftly eliminated as the first boot, Alecia manages to cockroach her way a bit further. Scot is not shy about making his feelings for her known, being that she has no place on the Brawn tribe and that she’s holding them back in challenges and ruining tribe morale. And this rivalry is just so much fun to watch. Alecia’s constant scrappiness continually digging her hole deeper and deeper as one by one everyone on To Tang around her either is firmly against her or gets eliminated. It even gets tto the point where Scot, Jason, and Cydney team up together to make sure that Alecia doesn’t get an immunity idol, and it only just barely works, with Jason wrestling her for it before coming out as the victor. And after their subsequent challenge loss, Scot gives Alecia the opportunity to give up right then and there, and just forgo the inevitable decision at tribal council. And yet, Alecia fights to the bitter end. She’s adamant in not rolling over and giving up without every bit of fight she can muster. And despite what Scot and Jason may say in the moment, I’d be surprised if they didn’t respect her for that, especially considering how they too would have to cockroach along through the rest of the game.
I like to talk alot about the juxtaposition of characters. How different personalities can both complement and be at odds with each other. And I’m not sure there’s any better example of this than the relationship between Scot and Tai on this season. Because from the moment he’s swapped onto the new Gondol tribe, they get along pretty well and a genuine friendship seems to form. These episodes are especially interesting to me because this is the kindest light he’s shown in across the entire season. He’s just having fun and enjoying his time on a tribe that, despite continuing to lose, he’s seemingly happy in. The Anna vote is just a matter of fact decision. She’s the weakest link and is trying to stir things up, so she’s the one to go. The next vote though really does change the tune of the season, and of Scot’s attitude as a whole.
The Peter boot is interesting for Scot’s story. Not because of the episode itself, but because of the fallout that arises from it going into the merge. To him, Aubry’s indecisiveness and potential willingness to jump ship makes her someone that just cannot be trusted. And by the Nick vote, he’s pretty firmly on the bottom of the numbers. But just like Alecia wouldn’t simply roll over and give up, he’s not going to either. He’s going to hide the machete, dump water on the fire, and make everyone else’s lives miserable in the hopes of creating cracks. And the best part is that this isn’t a petty move for the sake of it. Just as Aubry herself says, “There’s no way Scot did this out of temper.” And his decision pays off. Debbie ostricizes herself from the group due to being riled up from Scot’s sabotages and gets sent home as a result. But all this time, despite Scot and Jason being on the bottom, they’ve still been working with Tai. They’re the devil on his shoulder to the angel that Aubry is being. And this all comes to a head in Scot’s boot episode.
At this point, Scot has not been shy about using dirty tactics if it means he can cockroach just that bit further and acquire just that little bit more power in the game. We of course see this in his actions around camp, but also in how he talks with others like Aubry, Cydney, Joe, and especially Tai. The interactions he has with Tai are particularly fascinating to me because at the end of the day, he’s trying to work with him. And he’s needing Tai to hold up his side of the super idol in order to keep him in the game. Even despite this, we see moment after moment of Scot talking down to Tai or quickly shooting down every one of his proposals. So from Tai’s perspective, he’s already setting aside his morals for the sake of the game by working with them, but then they’re belittling him despite needing his help. It, again, goes back to the point of Scot just being a bully. But with Alecia, she had no power. Her standing up to him affected nothing and simply didn’t matter other than prove her resolve. But with Tai, him standing up for himself is so much more impactful.
This tribal council is definitely up there for the greatest of all time, and that final “No” from Tai is an all time iconic moment in the show’s history. Not just for the moment in isolation, but moreso because of the buildup to it. Seeing Scot be the bad guy, then becoming friends with Tai, only to take advantage of Tai’s good nature too much, to the point that Tai feels his best option is to stand up to his bullies, and make a difference. He chooses to side with the heroes over the villains. One thing you should know about me is that I absolutely adore Tai and his story on this season. Tai 1.0 is easily top 10 of all time for me, and potentially a top 5 placement. And without Scot and his role on the season, Tai’s story wouldn’t have even half of the impact that it does. That is why I adore Scot. The season needed a villain like Scot, and without him and Jason, this season wouldn’t have a fraction of the life, soul, and complexity that it has. And that for me makes him more than worthy of a spot in endgame.
SMC0629: 13
DryBonesKing: 15
Zanthosus: 17
Tommyroxs45: 19
Regnisyak1: 24
DavidW1208: 23
ninjedi1: 18
Average Placement: 18.429
Total Points: 129
Standard Deviation: 3.994 (6th Lowest)
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Amsterdam (2022) (MA/HD) $4.75
Anastasia (1997) (MA/HD) $6
Anna (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.25
Ant-Man and the Wasp (2018) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) $6 (GP/HD) $3
Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania (2023) (MA/HD) $6.50
Antz (1998) (MA/HD) $5.50
Apocalypse Now (Theatrical, Redux & Final Cut) (Vudu/4K) $6.50
Apollo 11 (2019) (MA/HD) $5.50
Arnold Schwarzenegger 6-Movie (Vudu/HD) $13.50
As Good As It Gets (1997) (MA/4K) $6.50
Asteroid City (2023) (MA/HD) $6
Atomic Blonde (2017) (MA/4K) $4.75 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (MA/HD) $2.25
Avengers: Endgame (2019) (MA/4K) $4.50 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $1
Avengers: Infinity War (2018) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $1
Awkward Moment (2014) (MA/HD) $4.75
Babylon (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $7.50
Babylon 5: The Road Home (2023) (MA/HD) $3.50
Back to the Future (1985) (MA/HD) $4
Bad Boys for Life (2020) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $3.25
Bad Guys, The (2022) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4
Bad Moms (2016) (MA/HD) $3.25 (iTunes/HD) $2.25
Bad Times at The El Royale (2018) (MA/HD) $5.25
Bambi (1942) (MA/HD) $5.75 (GP/HD) $4.25
Bambi II (2006) (MA/HD) $5.75
Barb and Star Go to Vista Del Mar (2021) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Barbie (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
Batman, The (2022) (MA/4K) $3.50
Batman: The Doom That Came to Gotham (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5.50
Battle of the Sexes (2017) (MA/HD) $4
Battleship (2012) (MA/4K) $4 (MA/HD) $1.75 (iTunes/4K) $3
Beast (2022) (MA/HD) $5.50
Bedknobs and Broomsticks (1971) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3.50
Ben-Hur (2016) (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Between Worlds (2018) (Vudu/HD) $5
Beverly Hills Cop (1984) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.25
Beyond the Reach (2015) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Big George Foreman (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
Birds of Prey (2020) (MA/4K) $3 (MA/HD) $1.50
Birth of the Dragon (2017) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.25
Black Adam (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50
Black Adam (2022) (MA/HD) $2.50
Black Panther (2018) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $4.25 (GP/HD) $1.75
Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $2.75
Black Widow (2021) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3
Blacklight (2022) (MA/HD) $3.75
Blindspotting (2018) (Vudu/4K) $4.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Bloodshot (2020) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $3.50
Blue Beetle (2023) (MA/HD) $6.50
Blumhouse's The Craft: Legacy (2020) (MA/HD) $7
Bob's Burgers Movie (2022) (MA/HD) $3.25 (GP/HD) $2.75
Book Club: The Next Chapter (2023) (MA/HD) $5.25
Book of Henry (2017) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
Book of Life (2014) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Boss Baby (2017) & Family Business (2021) (MA/HD) $5.50
Boss Baby (2017) (MA/HD) $1.25
Bourne Collection 1-5 (MA/4K) $25 (iTunes/4K) $18 (MA/HD) $14
Breach (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Breakfast Club (1985) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Breaking In (Unrated) (2018) (MA/HD) $4.75
Breakthrough (2019) (MA/4K) $6
Brian Banks (2019) (MA/HD) $3.50
Bridesmaids (2011) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $3.50
Bridge of Spies (2015) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3.50
Brooklyn (2015) (MA/HD) (iTunes/4K) $5.25
Bullet Train (2022) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $3.50
Buttons: A Christmas Tale (2018) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Call Me by Your Name (2017) (MA/HD) $5
Call of the Wild (2020) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $1.50 (GP/HD) $1.25
Candyman (2020) (MA/HD) $4.75
Captain America: Civil War (2016) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $2.25
Captain America: The First Avenger (2011) (MA/4K) $8 (MA/HD) $6 (GP/HD) $4.50
Captain Phillips (2013) (MA/HD) $4.50
Card Counter, The (2021) (MA/HD) $4.75
Carrie (2013) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Case for Christ, The (2017) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Celebrating Mickey (2018) (MA/HD) $5.25
Central Intelligence (Unrated) (MA/4K) $6.50
Charlie's Angels (2000) (MA/4K) $6.50
Charlie's Angels (2019) (MA/4K) $6.50
Child's Play (2019) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $6.50
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968) (Vudu/HD) $6.75
Christopher Robin (2018) (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $3.50
Cinderella (1950) (MA/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $5.75 (GP/HD) $3.75
Cinderella 'Camila Cabello' (2021) (MA/HD) $4.50
Cinderella II: Dreams Come True (2002) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Cinderella III: A Twist in Time (2007) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Clerks III (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Clifford the Big Red Dog (2021) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Cocaine Bear (2023) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $5.25
Collateral (2004) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $7.50
Commuter (2018) (Vudu/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.25
Concussion (2015) (MA/HD) $2.75
Contractor (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Counselor (2013) (MA/HD) $3.25
Countdown (2019) (Vudu/4K) $5.75
Creed III (2023) (Vudu/4K) $6 (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Croods (2013) (MA/HD) $3
Cruella (2021) (MA/4K) $5.50 (MA/HD) $3.50 (GP/HD) $2.50
Da Vinci Code (2006) (MA/4K) $6.50
Daddy's Home 2 (2017) (Vudu/4K) $4.25 (iTunes/4K) $2 (Vudu/HD) $2.25
Dances With Wolves (1990) (Vudu/HD) $6
Dark Waters (2019) (MA/HD) $5.75
Dawn of The Planet of The Apes (2014) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3.75
DC League of Super-Pets (2022) (MA/4K) $7
Dead Man Down (2013) (MA/HD) $4.50
Deadpool (2016) (MA/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $1.75
Death on the Nile (2022) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3.50
Death Wish (2018) (Vudu/HD) $2.25
Dentist Collection 1-2 (1996-1998) (Vudu/HD) $5
Detective Knight: Independence (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Detective Knight: Redemption (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Detroit (2017) (iTunes/4K) Ports to MA $4.50
Devil's Due (2014) (MA/HD) $3
Devotion (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Diary of a Wimpy Kid (2010) (MA/HD) $4.25
Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Long Haul (2017) (MA/HD) $2
Die Hard (1988) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $4
Disaster Artist, The (2017) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Django Unchained (2012) (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness (2022) (MA/HD) $2.75 (GP/HD) $2
Dolittle (2020) (MA/HD) $3.25
Don't Breathe (2016) (MA/HD) $5
Downsizing (2017) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.25
Downton Abbey: A New Era (2022) (MA/HD) $3.75
Dr. No (1962) (Vudu/HD) $6.75
Dr. Seuss' How The Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) (iTunes/4K) $5.25 (MA/HD) $5
Draft Day (2014) (Vudu/HD) $3.25 (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Dredd (2012) (Vudu/4K) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
Drive (2011) (MA/HD) $5
Duff, The (2015) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Dumb Money (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
Earth Girls Are Easy (1988) (Vudu/HD) $5
Easter Sunday (2022) (MA/HD) $6.75
Elemental (2023) (MA/HD) $5.75
Elvis (2022) (MA/4K) $5.75
English Patient (1996) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.75
Epic (2013) (MA/HD) $2.25 (iTunes/SD) $1.25
Equalizer 3 (2023) (MA/HD) $5.75
Escape from L.A (1996) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Escape from Planet Earth (2013) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Eternals (2021) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $4.25 (GP/HD) $2.75
Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) (Vudu/4K) $6.50
Evil Dead 2: Dead by Dawn (1987) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Evil Dead Rise (2023) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4.75
Exodus: Gods and Kings (2014) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3.50
Exorcist: Believer (2023) (MA/4K) $7.50 (MA/HD) $6.50
Expendables 1-3 (Vudu/4K) $15 (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Extreme Prejudice (1987) (Vudu/HD) $5
F9: The Fast Saga + Director's Cut (2021) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $4.75
Fabelmans (2022) (MA/HD) $5.50
Fahrenheit 451 (2018) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3
Fall (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $6
Fantasia (1940) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Fantasia 2000 (2000) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Fast & Furious Collection 1-8 (MA/4K) $23 1-9 (MA/HD) $10
Fast X (2023) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5.50
Father Stu (2022) (MA/HD) $5.25
Fatman (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
Fault in Our Stars (2014) (MA/HD) $1.50
Fences (2016) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.75
Five Nights at Freddy's (2023) (MA/HD) $6.50
Flash, The (2023) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $5
Footloose (2011) (Vudu/HD) $5 (iTunes/HD) $3.50
Forrest Gump (1994) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Fox and the Hound (1981) (MA/HD) $6.25 (GP/HD) $4.75
Foxcatcher (2014) (MA/HD) $3.75
Frank & Lola (2016) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4.50
Frozen (2013) (MA/4K) $5.50 (MA/HD) $3.50 (GP/HD) $1.50
Fury (2014) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $3.25
Future World (2018) (Vudu/HD) $4
G.I. Joe: Retaliation (2013) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.75
Gangs of New York (2002) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Garfield (2004) (MA/HD) $6.50
Gate, The (1987) (Vudu/SD) $3.75
Ghostbusters (1984) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $3.50
Gifted (2017) (MA/HD) $4.50
Girl with All the Gifts, The (2016) (Vudu/HD) $5
Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (2011) (MA/HD) $6
Godfather Part II (1974) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Godfather Trilogy (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $14
Gods of Egypt (2016) (Vudu/HD) $2
Goosebumps (2015) (MA/HD) $4.75
Grace Unplugged (2013) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Gran Turismo (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
Green Knight (2021) (Vudu/4K) $5.25
Grey, The (2012) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3.50
Grizzly Man (2005) (Vudu/HD) $5
Groundhog Day (1993) (MA/4K) $6.50
Grown Ups 2 (2013) (MA/HD) $5
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 (2017) (MA/HD) $4.25 (GP/HD) $1.25
Half Brothers (2020) (MA/HD) $5.75
Halloween Ends (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $4.25
Hateful Eight (2015) (Vudu/HD) $2
Heat: Director's Definitive Edition (1995) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $4.75
Heaven is for Real (2014) (MA/HD) $2.50
Hercules (2014) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.50
Here Comes the Boom (2012) (MA/HD) $4
Hereditary (2018) (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Hitman (Unrated) (2007) (MA/HD) $6
Hitman's Bodyguard (2017) (Vudu/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Holiday Inn (1942) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3.75
Holiday, The (2006) (MA/4K) $6.50
Holmes And Watson (2018) (MA/HD) $3.50
Hook (1991) (MA/4K) $6.50
Hop (2011) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3
Hot Fuzz (2007) (MA/HD) $3.50 (iTunes/4K) $4
House of 1,000 Corpses (2003), Devil's Rejects (2005), 3 From Hell (2019) (Vudu/HD) $6
How High (2001) (MA/HD) $6.50
Howard the Duck (1986) (MA/4K) $7
Humans, The (2021) (Vudu/HD) $6.25
Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Hunger Games Collection 1-4 (Vudu/HD) $6
Hunt, The (2019) (MA/HD) $5.50
Hurricane Heist (2018) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/4K) $3.50
I, Tonya (2017) (MA/HD) $5
Ice Age (2002) (MA/HD) $4.25
Ice Age Collection 1-5 (MA/SD) $16
Identity Thief (2013) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $3.50
Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny (2023) (MA/HD) $6
Indiana Jones Collection 1-4 (Vudu/4K) $24 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $20
Indivisible (2018) (MA/HD) $5
Inferno (2016) (MA/HD) $3
Infinite (2021) (Vudu/4K) $5.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Inside Out (2015) (MA/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) $4 (GP/HD) $1.50
Insidious: The Last Key (2018) (MA/HD) $5.50
Insidious: The Red Door (2023) (MA/HD) $5.25
Instructions Not Included (2013) (Vudu/HD) $3.75
Insurgent (2015) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4 (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Interview, The (2014) (MA/HD) $3.25
Iron Man (2008) (MA/4K) $7.25 (iTunes/4K) $7 (GP/HD) $3
Iron Man 3 (2013) (iTunes/4K) $3 (MA/HD) $2.25 (GP/HD) $1.50
Iron Man and Hulk: Heroes United (2013) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $4
Jack Reacher: Never Go Back (2016) (Vudu/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.75
Jacob's Ladder (1990) (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Jason Bourne (2016) (MA/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (MA/HD) $3
Jaws (1975) (MA/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.50
Jaws (1975) Jaws 2 (1978) Jaws 3 (1983) Jaws: The Revenge (1987) (MA/HD) $15.50
Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back (2001) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
Jerry Maguire (1996) (MA/4K) $6.50
Jigsaw (2017) (Vudu/4K) $4.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2
Jingle All the Way (1996) (MA/HD) $6
Joy (2015) (MA/HD) (iTunes/4K) $5
Jungle Book 2 (2003) (MA/HD) $6.50
Jungle Cruise (2021) (MA/4K) $5.50 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $3
Jurassic Park: The Lost World (1997) (MA/4K) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (MA/HD) $2.75
Jurassic World Collection 1-6 (MA/HD) $11
Jurassic World: Dominion + Extended Cut (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $3.75
Justice League: War World (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
Kandahar (2023) (MA/4K) $7
Karate Kid (1984) (MA/4K) $6.50
Kick-Ass (2010) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.25
Kid, The (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.75
Killerman (2019) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3.75
Kimi (2022) (MA/4K) $6.75
King's Man (2021) (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3.50
Knives Out (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5
Krampus (2015) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4.75
Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp’s Adventure (2001) (MA/HD) $7 (GP/HD) $5.50
Last Duel, The (2021) (MA/HD) $5.25 (GP/HD) $4
Last Full Measure (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Last Vegas (2013) (MA/HD) $3
Last Voyage of the Demeter (2023) (MA/4K) $7.50 (MA/HD) $7
Last Witch Hunter (2015) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.50
Last Word (2017) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4.75
Leap! (2017) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3.25
Life (2017) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $2.50
Lighthouse (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Lightyear (2022) (MA/4K) $4.75 (MA/HD) $2.50 (GP/HD) $1.75
Lilo & Stitch (2002) & Stitch Has a Glitch (2005) (MA/HD) $9.50 (GP/HD) $5.50
Lion King (1994) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $2.75
Lion King 2: Simba's Pride (1998) (MA/HD) $6.25
Little Mermaid (1989) (MA/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) $5 (GP/HD) $3.25
Little Monsters (1989) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Little Women (2019) (MA/HD) $5.50
Lone Ranger (2013) (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $2.50
Lone Survivor (2013) (MA/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) $2 (MA/HD) $1.50
Looper (2012) (MA/HD) $2.75
Lords of Salem, The (2012) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Lost City, The (2022) (Vudu/4K) $5.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5
Love Actually (2003) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $5
Lovebirds (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile (2022) (MA/HD) $4.25
M3GAN + Unrated (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1977) (MA/HD) $6.50
Marksman, The (2021) (MA/HD) $5
Marlowe (2023) (MA/HD) $6.50
Martian - Extended Cut (2015) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $5.25
Martian (Theatrical) (2015) (MA/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3
Mary Queen of Scots (2018) (MA/HD) $6
Maze Runner (2014) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $5.25
Meg 2: The Trench (2023) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5
Memory (2022) (MA/HD) $4
Men (2022) (Vudu/HD) $5
Men in Black Collection 1-3 (MA/HD) $14.50
Men Who Stare at Goats (2009) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Menu (2022) (MA/HD) $5.50
Mickey & Friends 10 Classic Shorts - Volume 2 (2023) (MA/HD) $6.25 (GP/HD) $5
Mickey & Minnie 10 Classic Shorts - Volume 1 (2023) (MA/HD) $5.25 (GP/HD) $3.75
Mickey's Christmas Carol (1983) (MA/HD) $6 (GP/HD) $4.50
Midnight Meat Train (Unrated Director's Cut) (2008) (Vudu/HD) $5
Midsommar (2019) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Mike and Dave Need Wedding Dates (2016) (MA/HD) (iTunes/4K) $3.75
Million Dollar Arm (2014) (MA/HD) $4 (GP/HD) $3
Minions (2015) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.50
Minions: The Rise of Gru (2022) & Minions (2015) (MA/HD) $7.25
Minions: The Rise of Gru (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5
Moonfall (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.75
Morbius (2022) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $3
Mortal Engines (2018) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $3.50
Mortal Instruments: City of Bones (2014) (MA/HD) $3.25
Mortal Kombat Legends: Cage Match (2023) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $5.50
Mother! (2017) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
Motherless Brooklyn (2019) (MA/HD) $3.75
Mud (2013) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3
Mulan (1998) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3
Mummy, The (2017) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.75
My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2 (2016) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $3.75
My Fair Lady (1964) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
My Girl (1991) & 2 (1994) (MA/SD) $6.50
Natural, The (1984) (MA/4K) $6
Never Grow Old (2019) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
New Mutants (2020) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3.25
Night at the Museum 3-Movie (MA/HD) $11.50 (MA/SD) $8
No Country For Old Men (2007) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
No Hard Feelings (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
No Time to Die (2021) (iTunes/4K) $3.50
Noah (2014) (Vudu/HD) $1.75 (iTunes/HD) $1.50
Nope (2022) (MA/HD) $5
Nope (2022), Get Out (2017) & Us (2019) (MA/HD) $9
Northman (2022) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $3.75
Notting Hill (1999) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3.75
Nun 2 (2023) (MA/HD) $6
Oblivion (2013) (MA/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (MA/HD) $2
Old (2021) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4.25
Oliver! (1968) (MA/4K) $6.50
Olympus Has Fallen (2013) (MA/HD) $5
Once Upon A Time... In Hollywood (2019) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $4.25
Operation Fortune: Ruse de Guerre (2023) (Vudu/4K) $7
Oppenheimer (2023) (MA/HD) $7
Other Guys, The (2010) (MA/4K) $6.50
Other Woman (2014) $4.25
Ouija (2014) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Outfit (2022) (MA/HD) $7
Over the Hedge (2006) (MA/HD) $6.50
Oz the Great and Powerful (2013) (MA/HD) $2 (GP/HD) $1
Pacific Rim Uprising (2018) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4.25
ParaNorman (2012) (iTunes/HD) $5
Parasite (2019) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $4.50
Patriot Games (1992) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5
Patriots Day (2017) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Paul (2011) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4.25
PAW Patrol: The Mighty Movie (2023) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Paws of Fury: The Legend of Hank (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Peppermint (2018) (iTunes/HD) $2
Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters (2013) (MA/HD) $2.25
Pet Sematary (2019) (Vudu/4K) $4 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Pete’s Dragon (2016) (MA/HD) $6 (GP/HD) $4.25
Peter Pan (1953) (MA/HD) $6 (GP/HD) $4.50
Peter Rabbit 2 (2021) (MA/HD) $4
Philadelphia (1993) (MA/4K) $6.50
Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales (2017) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $2.75 (GP/HD) $1.50
Pitch Perfect Collection 1-3 (MA/HD) $11.50
Plane (2023) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (1987) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/4K) $5
Planet of the Apes 1-3 (Newer) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $10
Pocahontas (1995) (MA/HD) $6.25
Poms (2019) (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Pope's Exorcist (2023) (MA/HD) $5.75
Power Rangers (2017) (iTunes/4K) $3 (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Predator (2018) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $3.50
Prey for the Devil (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (2016) (MA/HD) $6
Prince of Egypt (2002) (MA/HD) $5.50
Purge, The (2013) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.75
Puss in Boots (2011) & The Last Wish (2022) (MA/HD) $10.50
Puss in Boots (2011) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5.50
Quantum of Solace (2008) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
R.I.P.D. (2013) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3
Rambo: First Blood Part II (1985) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Rampage (2018) (MA/4K) $6.50
Ratatouille (2007) (MA/HD) (iTunes/4K) $7.50
Rebel Without a Cause (1955) (MA/4K) $7
Red Dawn (2012) (Vudu/HD) $5.25 (iTunes/SD) $2
Red Sparrow (2018) (MA/HD) $3.75
Reservoir Dogs (1992) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5
Revenant, The (2015) (MA/4K) $5 (iTunes/4K) $3.75
Rhythm Section (2020) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4
Ricki And The Flash (2015) (MA/HD) $4.50
Riddick Collection 1-3 (Unrated) (MA/HD) $13.50
Rio 2 (2014) (MA/HD) $2
Rise of the Guardians (2012) (MA/HD) $3
Robin Hood (2010) (MA/4K) $6
Rock the Kasbah (2015) (MA/HD) $6.50
Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975) (MA/HD) $5.25
Rudy (Director's Cut) (1993) (MA/4K) $6.50
Rumble (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Russell Madness (2015) (MA/HD) $3.75
Saint Maud (2020) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Same Kind of Different as Me (2017) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2
Savages (2012) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $2.25
Saw Collection 1-7 (Vudu/HD) $9.75
Scary Movie Collection 1-3 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $13.50
Scoob (2020) (MA/4K) $3.25
Scream 5 (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5
Scream 6 (2023) (Vudu/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $6.50
Scream Collection 1-3 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $13.50
Secret Headquarters (2022) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Seeking a Friend for the End of the World (2012) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4.50
Selma (2015) (Vudu/HD) $2.75 (iTunes/HD) $2.25
Semper Fi (2019) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.25
Seriously Red (2022) (Vudu/HD) $6
Shape of Water (2017) (MA/HD) $3.25
Shaun the Sheep Movie (2015) (Vudu/HD) $3.75
Sicario: Day of the Soldado (2018) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $3.75
Sick (2023) (MA/4K) $6.75
Silent Night, Deadly Night: 3-Film Collection (1989-1991) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Sixteen Candles (1984) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4.25
Skyscraper (2018) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $1.75
Sleepy Hollow (1999) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.75
Smile (2022) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/4K) $6.25
Smokey and the Bandit (1977) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $4.50
Smokin' Aces (2007) (MA/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Smurfs: The Lost Village (2017) (MA/HD) $3
Snow White and The Seven Dwarfs (1937) (MA/HD) $6 (GP/HD) $3.75
Social Network (2010) (MA/4K) $6.50
Sonic the Hedgehog (2020) (Vudu/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4
Sonic the Hedgehog 2 (2022) (Vudu/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Soul (2020) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $2.25
Sound of Music (1965) (MA/HD) $5.50
Space Between Us, The (2017) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Spectacular Now (2013) (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Spell (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/4K) $5
Spider-Man Collection 1-8 (MA/HD) $26
Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023) (MA/HD) $5.50
Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $3.50
Spirit Untamed: The Movie (2021) (MA/HD) $5.50
Star Trek Beyond (2016) (Vudu/HD) $1.75 (iTunes/4K) $3.25
Star Trek Collection 1-3 (Vudu/HD) $9.50 (iTunes/4K) $13.50
Starship Troopers (1997) (MA/4K) $6.50
Still Alice (2015) (MA/HD) $3.25
Straight Outta Compton (Unrated Director’s Cut) (2015) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Strange World (2022) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $4.25
Studio 666 (2022) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $6.25
Suburbicon (2017) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
Super Mario Bros Movie (2023) (MA/4K) $7.25 (MA/HD) $5.50
Super Troopers (2002) (MA/HD) $5.50
Superman: Red Son (2020) (MA/HD) $3.50
SW: A New Hope (1977) (MA/4K) $7 (GP/HD) $3.50
SW: Empire Strikes Back (1980) (MA/4K) $7 (GP/HD) $3.50
SW: Rise of Skywalker (2019) (MA/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) $4.75 (GP/HD) $2.25
Sword in the Stone (1963) (MA/HD) $5.75 (GP/HD) $3.25
T2 Trainspotting (2017) (MA/HD) $7
Talk to Me (2023) (Vudu/4K) $6.50
Tar (2022) (MA/HD) $5.75
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem (2023) (Vudu/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $6.50
Thanksgiving (2023) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5.50
Think Like a Man (2012) & Too (2014) (MA/HD) $8.50
Thor (2011) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $7 (GP/HD) $3.50
Thor: Love and Thunder (2022) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $3.25 (GP/HD) $2
Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri (2017) (MA/HD) $3.50
Ticket to Paradise (2022) (MA/HD) $5.75
Till (2022) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Titanic (1997) (Vudu/4K) $6.50 (Vudu/HD) $4.75 (iTunes/4K) $6
TMNT Out of the Shadows (2016) (iTunes/4K) $4
To Kill a Mockingbird (1962) (MA/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) $4.50
Tomorrowland (2015) (MA/HD) $5.50 (GP/HD) $3.50
Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (Vudu/4K) $5.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Total Recall (1990) (Vudu/4K) $5 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Toy Story 1-4 (MA/4K) $23 (iTunes/4K) $21 (GP/HD) $11.50
Transformers 1-5 (Vudu/4K) $25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $23
Transformers: Rise of the Beasts (2023) (Vudu/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $6
Trauma Center (2019) (iTunes/4K) $3.25
Trolls (2016) (MA/HD) $1.25
Trolls Band Together (2023) (MA/HD) $6.50
Trolls Collection 1-2 (MA/HD) $5.75
True Story (2015) (MA/HD) $5.25
Tully (2018) (MA/HD) $5
Turbo (2013) (MA/HD) $2.50 (iTunes/SD) $1
Turning Red (2022) (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $2.50
Turning, The (2020) (MA/HD) $5.25
Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.75
Uncharted (2022) (MA/4K) $5.25 (MA/HD) $3.25
Uncle Drew (2018) (Vudu/4K) $6 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3
Under the Skin (2014) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Underwater (2020) (MA/HD) $5.50
Underworld: Blood Wars (2016) (MA/HD) $2.25
Unfinished Business (2015) (MA/HD) $4.50
Unhinged (2020) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Usual Suspects, The (1995) (Vudu/HD) $6
Vertigo (1958) (MA/HD) $4.75
Victor Frankenstein (2015) (MA/HD) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Violent Night (2022) (MA/HD) $5.75
Visit (2015) (MA/HD) $4.50
Vivo (2021) (MA/HD) $4
Vow, The (2012) (MA/HD) $3.25
Voyagers (2021) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.25
Walking with Dinosaurs (2013) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Warcraft (2016) (MA/4K) $4.50 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.25
Watch, The (2012) (MA/HD) $4
Weird Science (2008) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $5.75
Whale, The (2022) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
When the Bough Breaks (2016) (MA/HD) $4.50
Where the Crawdads Sing (2022) (MA/HD) $3.75
Whiplash (2014) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5.50
White Christmas (1954) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
White House Down (2013) (MA/HD) $3.25
Whitney Houston: I Wanna Dance With Somebody (2022) (MA/HD) $4.75
Widows (2018) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $2
Witch, The (2016) (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Wolverine (Unrated) (2013) (MA/HD) $3.25
Woman King (2022) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $4
Wonder Park (2019) (Vudu/HD) $3.50 (iTunes/4K) $2.25
Wonder Woman: Bloodlines (2019) (MA/HD) $3
World War Z (2013) (Vudu/HD) $3.25 (iTunes/4K) $4.50
X (2022), Hereditary (2018), Witch, The (2016), Green Room (2015), It Comes at Night (2017) (Vudu/HD) $13.50
X-Men (2000), X2 (2003), X-Men: The Last Stand (2006) (MA/HD) $12
X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009) (MA/HD) $7
X-Men: Dark Phoenix (2019) (MA/HD) $6
X-Men: Apocalypse (2016) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.25
X-Men: The Last Stand (2006) (MA/HD) $7.50
xXx: The Return of Xander Cage (2017) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.25
Yesterday (2019) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4.75
Zombieland (2009) (MA/4K) $7.25
Zombieland: Double Tap (2019) (MA/4K) $7.25 (MA/HD) $5.25
Zookeeper's Wife, The (2017) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4
Zootopia (2016) (MA/4K) $7.25 (iTunes/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3.25
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