remember when you were a kid and whenever your parents came into the room while you were doing something for pleasure like looking at something on the computer or watching tv and you’d immediately close the thing like you’d just been caught watching porn when you were actually doing nothing wrong this post was made by strict parents with no boundaries gang
my dad: walks into the room while i’m playing club penguin the family computer
achilles: when I die, mingle our ashes together so that we may be together for eternity
historians: f is for friends who do stuff together
We’re seriously escalating the astronomically out-of-touch “academia is hiding all the gay from you*” meme on this forsaken hellsite to “Academics Who Study Ancient Greece Are No-Homoing Achilles?”
reALLY? *REALLY???* That is not remotely a current or mainstream school of thought. I mean, fuck, if you go to JSTOR and search for “Patroclus” your third result is an article called “Achilles and Patroclus in Love” from 1978.
This shit is dangerously anti-intellectual. It’s hard enough for the humanities to retain funding as it is, the last fucking thing we need is an erosion of the perception of its authenticity/necessity coming from the Left as well. And believe you me, that is exactly where this road leads. It’s the exact same playbook that the far right uses but with a different hat.
reblogged for commentary
It’s not the historians, it’s the high school curriculum.
IT’S THE HIGH SCHOOL CURRICULUM
Yup. And the Hollywood versions are of course based on the high school curriculum…
ok but what if like. werewolves transform under the full moon but theres just this one and by day hes a big tough guy and then when he transforms hes a tiny dog. just fucking. just fucking turns into the tiniest, fluffiest dog
imagine that howling at the moon
imagine
Truly a ferocious predator.
And lastly: (He’s the pack leader obviously)
the big wolves are his younger sisters
Okay I’ve literally reblogged this prob a hundred times but it’s the best post ever so here we are again.
this has over a million notes and ive n e v e r seen it before what corner of tumblr did this crawl out from?
no offense but the whole kissin kate barlow and “i can fix that” sam storyline from holes is quite frankly one of the most gripping and tragic in the history of cinema and i’m still not recovered from it
