War, yes, War suits Gryffindor well. Fighting and dying for beliefs; fighting and dying for nothing; drafted into bloodshed and fire by bravery or chivalry or neither. Some take joy in this; some are burdened beyond repair. There was a cause, somewhere; there was good, somewhere; there was a reason for all this, somewhere. Oh, you’d have to be brave to live through this. Red and gold. Gold like armor and glory; red like blood and reality.
But Famine and Hufflepuff? No. Famine is Ravenclaw, ever-hungry for knowledge, constantly starving for more and more and more, almost feral for fulfillment. Where is the wisdom in the world? The truth? Nothing is true; nothing is enough; all there is to devour is worthless scraps. Blue and bronze. Bronze like a set of scales tipping and found wanting; blue like the infinite that never satisfies… never gives the answers.
Thus Pestilence is not Ravenclaw. Pestilence is Slytherin, sick with clever plans and cunning potential and corrupting desire. Ambition spreads like a sickness, a plague of greed and an illness to the soul. Maybe some might call it cruel, but here among friends it’s simple cunning at work. Green and silver. Silver like the sheen of glazed eyes; green like the complexion of infection.
And so Death is not Slytherin. Death is Hufflepuff. It is a hard work; it is a work that is never done. But someone must do it, and do it fairly - do it justly - do it well… perhaps even kindly. Everyone is equal here - in the end - a bunch of duffers. Said Hufflepuff, “I’ll teach the lot… And treat them just the same.” Yellow and black. Black like loss of sight as the air leaves your lungs; yellow like the flowers that’ll grow over your grave.
A wonderful and thoughtful commentary. I literally cannot love this enough. Death does not pick and choose, Death caters to every living being. If any house were to be Death, it would have to be Hufflepuff.
Seriously guys, wearing a war bonnet without having to suffer blood, sweat and tears for it is so disrespectful to all the servicemen who have sacrificed their lives for this country.
Finally someone stands up for my people and puts it into words that i couldn’t. Thank you!!!
I love the smell of cultural sensitivity education in the morning.
Those pics are so sweet. <3
I genuinely didn’t know this thank you for educating me
so wearing war bonnets is equivalent to stolen valor?
Effectively yes.
See, this is a good post because it actually explains why you shouldn’t wear it, not just “because cultural appropriation”
When it comes to cultural appropriation, I call bullshit. It’s bullshit and insulting, most don’t give a fuck, and things like saying the West is appropriating Japanese culture by American Animation taking on more anime-like styles is laughable.
But when it comes to things like this, things earned though honor, suffering, blood, sweat, and tears, through battle and gauntlets. I don’t like people taking it and using it, devaluing it, mocking it. I do not like people that impersonate veterans to get breaks, to get extra money, to get cuts in line during black Friday.
And I don’t appreciate people that use the war bonnet as a joke, but I am a bit more forgiving of that because as a country we are often kept ignorant of Native America culture, of Native America plights and how even into the 70′s they where oppressed, and are in fact a very real oppressed minority.
Frankly I don’t see the problem as long as no disrepect is done.
Person A being offended by something is not the same as person B disrespecting it. And if it is an honor thing, children wanting to emulate that should be a compliment. Same goes for military awards. As long as no ill-intent or identity theft/impersonation is at work, then there is zero harm.
Also the courts have ruled “Stolen Valor” is bullshit and the whole argument infringes on freedom of speech (in part because of the effect banning wearing of unearned medals would have on the arts, especially war dramas).
I don’t think that it’s up to the person who’s doing the offending to say whether or not something is offensive
If someone in a Vault Suit with a pipboy, kleptomania, and a dog is wandering around your Wasteland on a series of seemingly unrelated fetch quests, just stay the hell out of their way. Factions will burn in nuclear fire before too long and that’s just not the kind of heat you want to bring down on you.
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