do y’all… ever think about… uncle iroh going with zuko when he was banished?
so iroh is a powerful figure. dragon of the west, war hero, member of the royal family- he must’ve had a lot of influence in the fire nation, a lot of friends in high places. and then the firelord- his brother- hurts a child. hurts his own child, horrifically and publicly, for speaking out in a private council.
and iroh can do nothing to stop it. all his power, and he looks away and listens to his nephew scream.
but then ozai banishes zuko. and iroh stands up and does something. in a government like the fire nation, speaking out gets you killed. ozais word is law. but iroh can do one thing. he hasnt been banished. he has a life in the fire nation- he has friends, allies, work to do- but he abandons it. he gives it all up. because hurting a child was wrong, and he couldnt do anything to stop that, but he can do something. he can stand with this child. he can step in and show kindness. he can teach this angry, broken child that hate isnt right.
and that public act of dissent against the word of the firelord from his own flesh and blood, from a hero, from a Dragon- wouldntve gone unnoticed.
Anyway, here’s why this is the best meme of the 2010’s
This meme is an internet staple that managed to be versatile, unproblematic, inclusive, and best of all one of the greatest examples of a shitpost. The humour was not in the grandeur, not in the references, not in the junxapositioning of labled words, nor in the relatability of it all. The humour is in the simplicity, the artistic composition of the original image, the three course meal of fashion that was served by the subject, and of course, the iconic pose that changed the way we see one’s hands clasped together with one’s feet shoulder-width apart.
This meme is a reflection of the average: middle class life in the ‘burbs; taking pictures at everyday landmarks such as the uneven sidewalk by your house or the tree you almost crashed into when you just got your learners permit; wearing your favourite matching top and bottom in a picture to show off the 18k gold plated wristwatch and loafers your nana got you for your birthday; the grandest joys in the most average of things.
In a way, I think deep down, we all know that Luciano did not actually have to do it to em, but we, as a society, are better off because he did
i was feeling the itch to draw arms outstretched because last time i did was two years ago and it looked like ass
that youre the king of a desert people and just aided the king of a foreign land win a civil war. you just made an alliance and your desert now flies its banner alongside the lush vibrant kingdom you just befriended. They can provide aid to your people who are struggling to survive. The neighbor kings daughter doesnt trust you because she had some nightmares but shes a kid. THEN some kid who smells like hes never washed in the 12 years hes lived and is wearing ratty clothes and has spiders in his hair, I mean he looks like he lived his life feral in the forest and only just walked out. he claims to be a kid from the future and that you take over the world. Whatever. Just another kid parroting what his parents probably told him about your desert people and letting his imagination run wild. except suddenly hes got some ancient artifact that the king you just made an alliance with has sworn to protect. This kid comes in with a stolen artifact and claims that youre the one who wanted to take it. And the king is like treatys over. Then you gotta fight a 12 year long war with them because the king would rather believe some kid than the person who fought alongside him during the civil war. and the worst part is that the king makes this feral child a knight. the fuck is up with that?
And the worst part is… it’s only the beginning.
Because after this, your people are slaughtered like animals, you’re tortured horrifically, get impaled, have a near-death experience where Satan himself tries to turn you into a giant pig demon, and get yote into a hostile alien dimension.
For centuries. You fight and fight, but are eventually broken into nothing more than a spirit. And then turns out the literal only person that can help you get back to a dimension that wasn’t harmful to you is an absolute sociopath that thinks you’re Jesus. The only way to get the slightest alleviation of your centuries of nonstop suffering is to help the actual worst person in the alien dimension be horrible in your world too.
And then, as you’re busy being horrified by how fucked up your “partner” is… a SECOND feral child shows up.
SOMEBODY HELP GANONDORF THE DUDE NEVER ASKED TO BE TURNED INTO THE ANTICHRIST SOMEONE GIVE THIS MAN A FUCKING HUG HOLY SHIT
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
