and still I hope
that the time will come
when he and I will be as one
There was an episode, one of my favorite moments in Star Trek, when Captain Kirk looks over the cosmos and says, ‘Somewhere out there someone is saying the three most beautiful words in any language.’ Of course your heart sinks and you think it’s going to be, ‘I love you’ or whatever. He says, ‘Please help me.’ What a philosophically fantastic idea, that vulnerability and need is a beautiful thing.

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Because this scene, man. It gets me every time.
In the shows I watch, there’s always This Scene. White male hero who uses violence to exert control over his traumatic life is faced with suddenly losing that control! Woman comes and emotes! She helps him talk about feelings! Man gets through this loss of control by stoically gritting his teeth and then goes back to his old ways. He’ll never change. The woman watches in resigned, loving sorrow.
But Eliot Spencer just flips this script completely. He is in touch with himself and his emotions, and he knows that control over himself is more important (and possible) than asserting control over his environment. He is so at peace with himself that Sophie, the motherly caretaker, can only smile and walk away. He’s done his own emotional labor, and he doesn’t need her to do it for him. Eliot has no ego she needs to appease, no demons she needs to soothe. He likes Sophie, but he doesn’t need her. Eliot’s got this.
He might be one of the only male action heroes who does.
Anyone who believes “Animals tell no lies,” has not lived with a cat who wants to convince you that he hasn’t already eaten dinner.

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me: *waits patiently in a line in a busy establishment with limited employees who can only work so fast
every 40+ person in the vicinity: OHHHHHHH MY GOD THIS IS RI-DIC-U-LOUS why is the space time continuum not being broken to IMMEDIATELY ACCOMODATE me, The Most Important Person In The World,
As a person of 40+10, I think some (not all, certainly) of that behavior is due to our remembering when retail and food establishments were sufficiently staffed. Picture the supermarket you go to most often: How many registers are at the front of the store? How many of those are staffed on a weekday afternoon? On a Saturday morning? As a teenager, I worked as a supermarket cashier; out of half a dozen registers, I would say four were open at any given time, and all of them were staffed on Saturday, which was still the primary shopping day for a lot of full-time homemakers whose husbands got paid on Fridays.
Same thing with banks; my bank branch has at least six teller stations, but I’ve never seen more than half of them occupied at one time. The library where I work: My unit once had four people and now there’s only two of us. The Periodicals Department had fourteen employees when I was hired for it in 1994; now it has less than half that many people. Every single library department has lost staff as people retired and were not replaced because the budget would not permit it.
And the fault for that lies not with the impatient older customers nor with the Millenials or whoever may be behind the service counter; it lies with the 1% who won’t hire enough staff, won’t pay decent wages, don’t offer benefits, and basically sit on their wealth like a dragon on its gold. Our economy is basically at the mercy of Smaug.
You know … I hadn’t thought of it like that. The *most* impatient people in line, in my observation, aren’t the 40s – it’s the baby boomers. They’re from a time when stores weren’t open past 7 pm, OR on Sundays, and the jobs were full time jobs, not a revolving crew of part-timers – only so many of whom can be on shift at any given time because Corporate only allocates so many total hours for the store per week, and, only a few of them are authorized to run a register. They’re expecting a level of attention that doesn’t exist anymore.
This is a damn good point.
It explains the mentality but it doesn’t excuse being a jerk to people who are doing their best
Cool motive, still asshattery. Don’t blame your short temper and disinclination to adapt on others.




























