but honestly with elementary it’s like we have this show and these writers that are intent on slyly deconstructing every single sexist trope that we expect to see on a network program that JUST SO HAPPENS to have a male and a female as its leads
because here in this episode we have this standard scene where MALE CHARACTER walks into FEMALE ROOMIE’S ROOM to discuss something important, and female roomie’s got to get dressed
and let’s just take a second to deconstruct what that scene ALWAYS does in traditional media (I.E. IT’S SEX OR SEXUAL TENSION IT ALWAYS IS IT ALWAYS ALWAYS IS) and what it gloriously REFUSES to do in this scene because
first, there are no sexual innuendoes, no lame-ass jokes that joan is less than clothed, i.e., less than the position he’s in. instead, holmes turns around and starts addresing the case at hand. end of story.
but THEN. joan changes clothes in the background, and she is fully clothed at all times. she covers one tank with the next. she adds a pair of socks. and, most importantly, she breaks a trope: she fiddles with finding the zip on her shirt, and she doesn’t ask the man in the room to help her. which, as you know, is a classic stereotypical ~sexual tension WILL THEY OR WON’T THEY~ move. joan fixes her own goddamn shirt. I repeat: JOAN FIXES HER OWN GODDAMN SHIRT. it might not seem like much, but when you think about this show in relation to so many other messages you get during the course of a typical day, and you think about how that scenario might play out on another show, you can’t help but realize how this show not only does this, but does this kind of thing like hitting a gently lobbed softball.
Once again, Elementary gets the important things right, and I love it all the more for having done so.
I loved that bit with the zipper. And I also loved how Holmes only stood there, back turned, only because he couldn’t bear to shut up about his mystery solving. Like there was nothing hinky about it, it was just Sherlock rambling about solving some murder.
Anxiety is not fear, exactly, because fear is focused on something right in front of you, a real and objective danger. It is instead a kind of fear gone wild, a generalized sense of dread about something out there that seems menacing — but that in truth is not menacing, and may not even be out there.
oh gods yes
You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”.http://www.dressaday.com/2006/10/you-dont-have-to-be-pretty.html (via fuckyeahfeminists)
Ourben (via mikroblogolas)
Black communities will decide when they are bored with black history month. LGBT communities will decide when they are bored with pride parades.
I realise it’s hard to understand. I couldn’t understand it for years.
…but eventually I realised my ancestors weren’t chemically castrated, hung from trees, set on fire, forbidden from public spaces… and they actually had their own surnames.
- Keep to your routine. It can feel like you’d rather call in sick and spend the week wallowing in secret, but it is GOOD for you to go about your day. Keep busy. Do things. See people.
- Make sure you’re getting enough sleep. Life can be hard. Life without adequate sleep is much, much harder.
- Eat the food that makes your body feel like it can climb mountains and run marathons. For me, that is not exactly the kind of food that emotional eating lends itself too, but I strive to eat the food that makes my body feel strong and capable.
- Engage your mind in something creative. Turn your sadness and pain into something beautiful that you can be proud of. Share the knowledge that your pain has brought you. Teach someone. Turn something upsetting into something good. It’s good for you.
- Be extremely, unendingly sweet to yourself. Give yourself the time and space to recover, heal, and pull your odds and ends together. Take it slow. Pay close attention to your body and heart, and act accordingly. Near tears every second of the day? Yelling at the people closest to you, because you feel so crummy? Apologize, practice self-awareness, and be compassionate – you are not a monster, you are operating in a moment of out-of-the-ordinary conditions.
It is OK to be weak. It is OK not to have all of the answers. It is OK not to want to go out and be social.
More than anything, it is OK to experience your pain or hurt in whatever way comes naturally to you.
#i’m a little bitter that tom will most likely never win anything for this role other than some stupid best villain mtv award even though he is probably the best character adaption of the entire film series HIS DRACO IS ABSOLUTELY PERFECT OKAY
#he made the character more than it was tbh #i love book draco but you don’t get to SEE his struggle so much as infer it based on harry’s rather limited POV and in the movies you get tom felton being amazing and deep and showing the downward spiral of someone who made himself incredibly vulnerable at his first meeting harry because he’s sure that all the hype his parents have been doing towards his family and his winning personality are going to garner him all the cool friends but then the years go on and everyone but slytherin hates him and then everyone but his small group of friends hates him and then he’s not even at school at all and he thinks his parents resent him for not succeeding in killing dumbledore and not helping their family get out under voldemort’s control even though those are both impossible requests for someone who is still underage you can see him try and make a decision of what’s right and what’s easy and once he starts thinking for himself you can see him leaning towards the former because none of this is what he signed up for because from the moment his school career began he’s been failing to live up to the expectations he’s set for himself so he rejects everyone around him as lesser and latches onto the one thing that his parents taught him that comes in handy and condescends to anyone who’ll listen and by the end you can see it eat away at him to the point where he’s all but begging harry to save him from dying because he’s once again failed supremely but this time he’s hit the actual rock bottom and his throat is raw from his constant need to resist swallowing his pride and all he wants is a fresh gasp of air and when his parents get him back he flees without looking back because as much as they’ve been worn out by the war draco’s been worn out by so much more in addition to that #and this all happens int he background with no more than a page of dialogue in each movie whereas the main characters have massive arcs and long lingering moments where you see them break down and build themselves back up and tom felton does it all with such cohesion and quiet brilliance that you look back and deem him a main character when he’s really been lost among the massive cast only getting a few words in edgewise and sometimes i wonder if he maybe relates to draco on a level that makes everything that much more rich and nuanced#harry potter #word vomit #spoilers #malfoys appreciation blog ‘∞