thoghtful badghe aske, “WHAT doth life? we are but blips in cosmic oblivionne?”
ye lovebird responde, “GIMME SOM SEEDS”
Studies from reference.
leeandlow submitted to medievalpoc:
The Diversity Gap in the highest grossing science fiction and fantasy films. Sad, right? You can see the full study here.
from the infographic:
Among the top 100 domestic grossing films:
- only 8% of films star a protagonist of color
- of the 8 protagonists of color, all are men; 6 are played by Will Smith and 1 is a cartoon character (Aladdin)
- 0% of protagonists are women of color
- 0% of protagonists are LGBTQ
- 1% of protagonists are people with a disability
Wait a mother fucking second. Don’t start this argument with a science fiction fan. In the genre of science fiction you have to spread it much boarder than just science fiction. Because scifi can be anywhere from It’s Alive to Star Wars to Guardians of the Galaxy.
Science fiction deals with race in a way any film in today’s standards can’t even touch.
Star Trek had the first biracial kiss.
Star Wars has employed actors that would have never been able to receive jobs because of height. Lando owned the millennium falcon before Han!
Firefly the first mate is an African American female!
You can not speak of science fiction without speaking of how ground breaking it can be in the space genre. So don’t think a chart means you truly know the facts when it seems you believe you can lump over a thousand different movies into one genre of just science fiction.
I could say a lot of things here. I could try to explain to you what a “percentage” is, and how listing 5 casting decisions you consider ‘enough’ diversity don’t make much, if any, impact on the overall numbers. Especially ones from forty plus years ago.
I could point out that you’re talking about TV shows as well, which aren’t a part of what this chart ^^ is measuring, which is the Top 100 Domestic Grossing Sci Fi and Fantasy Films, which is clearly states at the top.
I could try and interpret the, uh, sentence: “In the genre of science fiction you have to spread it much boarder than just science fiction.” as meaning analyzing genres beyond Science Fiction, like Fantasy, which is included in the chart. Once again, big block letters “& FANTASY” at the top of the chart. Not only that, if you want to “spread it boarder”, the article already has that covered:
This is not an isolated incident, but a wide reaching societal problem.
Read more Diversity Gap studies on:
But the real gist of what you are saying is that I or anyone who criticizes the SFF genre for lacking racial diversity isn’t a real fan, and that we should be satisfied with whatever bit parts (Lando and Ewoks?? Are you kidding??) and token representation actors of color are cast in.
If you ask me, “real fans” of the genre believe that it is capable of better, and can survive and thrive on our critical consumption of it. If the sciences exist because of inquiry, research, and analysis, why wouldn’t science fiction do the same? After all, if something is to become a reality, it must first be imagined.
They tried to use Firefly, a show that uses an entire culture as a backdrop for a space drama and two characters with the surname Tam who are not Chinese, to tell people that we should be grateful for scraps from Joss Whedon, who is not actually a feminist writer or producer. Who are they kidding?
1. I am a huge fan of Firefly/Serenity
2. I agree with this so hard it needs an onomatopoeia
And that’s how you consume media critically.
I hope I’m this fit when I’m 64.
I have been DYING laughing at this for hoursssssss
“It’s even worse because Bill Cosby has the fuckin’ smuggest old black man persona that I hate. He gets on TV, ‘Pull your pants up black people, I was on TV in the 80s! I can talk down to you because I had a successful sitcom!’ Yeah, but you rape women, Bill Cosby, so turn the crazy down a couple notches.
Bill fucking COSBY?! what the fucking fuck
Whites riot over pumpkins in NH and Twitter turns it into epic lesson about Ferguson, aka The Best of #PumpkinFest, PT 1. #staywoke
in this week’s episode of shit black folks would get murdered or jailed with no trial for
i have no fucking words. how the fuck can you riot over something so fucking stupid when you could use that energy to do something fucking important. fucking dumb
I laminated a paper towel
why does this have 31 thousand notes
You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.
But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity
Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.
However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.
Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.
So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!
But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.
Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.
The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.
But you remain.
Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.
All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.
But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?
Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.
The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.
Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.
Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?
OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON
AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN
T OW E L
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Sarah go to bed
Well that was quite a ride across the spectrum of the human condition.
Otherwise known as a “scroll down”
ITS TIME FOR SCHOOL GET THE FUCK UP
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