Helena Bonham Carter pretending to be Belatrix pretending to be Hermione pretending to be Belatrix
ACTING
No but her acting was so good in this scene that I had to pause and zoom in on her face to make sure it wasn’t actually Emma in makeup, and even then I wasn’t totally convinced.
Emma acted out the scene first, and then Helena Bonham Carter mimicked what she did. so it was Helena Bonham Carter pretending to be Emma Watson pretending to be Helena Bonham Carter pretending to be Bellatrix pretending to be Hermione pretending to be Bellatrix.
ACTING
Touch Isolation: How Homophobia Has Robbed All Men Of Touch
“In America in particular, if a young man attempts gentle platonic contact with another young man, he faces a very real risk of homophobic backlash either by that person or by those who witness the contact. This is, in part, because we frame all contact by men as being intentionally sexual until proven otherwise. Couple this with the homophobia that runs rampant in our culture, and you get a recipe for increased touch isolation that damages the lives of the vast majority of men.
And if you think men have always been hands-off with each other, have a look at an amazing collection of historic photos compiled by Brett and Kate McKay for an article they titled: Bosom Buddies: A Photo History of Male Affection. It’s a remarkable look at male camaraderie as expressed though physical touch in photos dating back to the earliest days of photography.”Platonic touch is crucial to human development and happiness, and this article discusses the damage done to everyone when two men can’t casually touch without fear of backlash, and when the burden of physical affection is solely placed on women.
Men from other parts of the world and different cultural histories often have to be told, literally, “don’t do what you normally would with friends: people will think you’re gay.”
It’s also part of the bullshit that contributes to the sense many men have that being denied a (usually female) sexual partner is a massive attack and hardship: in our society the only relationship that allows adult men human touch is a sexual-romantic one.
That means we’re training our boys to truly believe the only way to get this thing is by having a girlfriend. (And even then, too much cuddling or whatever that’s NOT overtly sexual or seen to be the woman providing sexualized attention is seen as emasculating and unmanly.)
And that very easily becomes “this is what women are FOR.” And even when it doesn’t quite, the need for contact doesn’t go away, and can be psychologically corrosive in the extreme.
And we start teaching this VERY young. Young enough that when today at playgroup I saw a father with his five year old SON acting like he would with a daughter or like a mother would with a son that age, it was actually remarkable (and nice to see) because it so often doesn’t happen: about three or four is usually the cut-off for fathers (or grandfathers) cuddling and kissing sons.
Moms are allowed to do it much longer, but again, sons WANTING it rather than Putting Up With It is viewed as a sign of weakness, babyish, unacceptable.
It’s fucked up, and it costs not only these men, but every woman they cross paths with. Our entire culture is set up to tell them that they HAVE to have access to a woman to be emotionally well, and that woman has to have sex with them, and then they go out and live it and everyone pays.
(Note, of course: this code and behaviour is mostly reinforced by OTHER MEN. Just like almost all the others.)
I get it i really do but you shouldn’t just stop being homophobic because its bad for you as a straight person.
“and when the burden of physical affection is solely placed on women.”
This is an important and damning concept to consider.
Snob.
I work at a high-end chocolate store. Since last night was a weekday night, we weren’t expecting that many customers, so we usually take advantage of this fact and take the opportunity to do tasks such as bagging chocolate bars and labeling their bags. This particular task was what I was doing as a middle-aged couple walked in the store.
First thing I did was greet them, and ask them if they needed help with anything. The husband was a very nice man who smiled at me and said hello, while the woman looked at me and said (with a somewhat heavy Russian accent) “I think…I think we know what we want thank you.” So I told them that if they needed more help, they could let me know. I continued bagging things. They did make one comment that kind of bothered me: “Your 4th of July sale ended? I wish I knew when it did.” I just smiled at them and said “Yeeeeah, sorry.” and went back to work. Eventually the lady did have a question for me.
“How much are these?” She picked up a box of six truffles.
“$16.00,” I replied with a smile.
“But this is on sale,” she said back to me, her smile slowly fading. “This object is on sale shelf.” It was at this point I knew we were gonna have a bit of a situation. I offered to double-check for her and as I suspected, the product was $16.00. I apologized and told her that it must’ve been a mistake that these objects were on that shelf and that they weren’t on sale. She started frowning and shaking her head at it.
“I don’t like it. It should be $12.00. It isn’t on sale, but sign says sale. I don’t like it,” she said. I told her again it must’ve been a mistake and there wasn’t anything I could do about it. So she decided to ask for the manager on duty, who told her something similar. Only reason that sale sign was up was because of the 4th of July sale we had and we must’ve forgotten to take it down. In addition, said sale did not change the price of each object, it only reduced the price of the second identical object if you bought two. The woman, still in disbelief, asked for the number of the store manager. With this request, the manager on duty gave the lady our store manager’s business card and I quietly laughed to myself, knowing it would be the same response even from her.
So with this, my manager returns to the back and I return to bagging. The lady clearly doesn’t want to be helped anymore so there wasn’t much I felt I could do. I then hear her mumbling things to her husband as she shakes her head at the sale shelf. “Get the fuck over it,” I thought to myself. If it’s not on sale either buy it regardless or leave, we apologized for the mistake. Then I heard her mutter, “I don’t know then, make him work.” To which I immediately stopped bagging and wanted to turn around and say something, but I didn’t. Plus, I am working. I’d rather bag than help your annoying self.
We have a program where you get free chocolate each month and the husband decided to ask for his. Gives me his e-mail, I look up the account, tell him he has the piece. He’s cool. The woman, however, isn’t. She buys a box worth $50something and gives me her e-mail address for her piece.
It’s an e-mail address ending in Columbia.edu.
So you mean to tell me…someone intelligent (and old) enough to be a professor at Columbia university is this petty and classless over chocolate? I remember wondering how the fuck that ended up happening.
So after I ring up her box and have her sign receipts and whatnot, she asks me, “What about our free pieces?”
“I was gonna ask you about that actually,” I told her. “You can pick anything off of-”“You weren’t going to say anything,” the bitch said. “Just give me that one.” I got her and her husband the piece she wanted and she left.
It took everything in my being not to want to slam her head into the counter and make her walk back to Columbia with a fucking concussion. How fucking dare you act that way over chocolate. Of all things. Your life must be terrible at that place if you’re getting a kick out of this kind of thing. Or perhaps her students hate her and she could tell I was a college student myself, so this is how she compensates- by treating people who aren’t allowed to say anything back like shit. I get it, we made a mistake. Doesn’t mean you have to get all butthurt over something costing $16, especially when you bought something for $50something.
Whatever. Fuck customers, and fuck her. Ruined a relatively quiet night.
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I was looking into P.T. stuff for reasons and found out something
The hexadecimal colour of 204863 is a blue. A very specific shade of blue.
Remind you of anything?
Illuminati confirmed!
