Crepax
I feel like I read a story in which a character with a regenerative or immortal ability is kept as a sadist’s prisoner, but I can’t think of it.
The closest may be “Calliope” in Gaiman’s Sandman.
Month: March 2016
Crepax
I feel like I read a story in which a character with a regenerative or immortal ability is kept as a sadist’s prisoner, but I can’t think of it.
The closest may be “Calliope” in Gaiman’s Sandman.
livebloggingmydescentintomadness:
toomanyfandomsforonetobemyurl:
i swear to god, men raising their voice is the most terrifying thing in the whole world. they dont understand, like its an immediate panic response, game over
I actually had no idea women found this so scary
my downstairs neighbors fight on a regular basis, and every time he starts yelling i’m a little afraid he’s going to kill her. i have no reason to think this except that he is a man and he is angry
My math teacher has a loud voice and a temper and he scares the living shit out of me almost everyday. He’s made me and other kids cry more than once and he and his teacher buddies make a joke out of terrifying students.
this was women in general? i knew my gf didn’t like it but I was unaware if this affected most women
Yes, it does
As a woman, I had no idea it effected other women like this. I was too afraid to even talk about it. I thought I was weak. Thanks for bringing attention to this.
My dad has a horrible temper and when he yells it scares me and my mother both badly. He got into such a hissy fit over one of the cats while my moms friend was over, and her friend said that it brought on her abuse PTSD. He’s horrid.
any guy comes along and gets loud, boom, instant shutdown. Lights are off, nobody’s home, ready to leave the building
Women are raised on horror stories of how dangerous the world is for us. We’re told not to ride too far on our bikes because there have been so many cases of grown men snatching little girls off the side of the road. Our mothers tell us not to wander away when we’re out shopping because someone could grab us, and if we don’t listen and go off on our own our mother’s panicked response when they find us confirms that we were in real danger. When we get a little older and start going out on our own we’re given countless lectures about how many women get attacked every year, often by people they know and are close with, to instill in us a need to be constantly vigilant about our own safety. This creates an automatic response. When a male starts getting aggressive our subconscious reminds us that we could end up a statistic, we could be the next victim that a parent will see on the news and use our story to warn their little girl about the dangers of the world. Not all men who raise their voices are going to get violent but we have no way of knowing what kind of man you really are until it’s too late. Aggressive anger causes us to panic because we’ve been trained to take that as a warning and worry that it might escalate.
All men are potential threats. A man who raises his voice or loses control of his anger confirms that he is a man we need to be afraid of.
I really like that this is a…conversation.
I thought I was weird for this. Most men I grew up around got so Loud when they got violent. So now when a guy does it it sends me back into survival mode. I shut down emotionally and start to calculate how to survive. My boss at my old job would throw fits, and he would yell and break things and cuss. And the first time he did it (I didn’t know it was a regular thing) he had dropped something and it broke really loud. He yelled and cussed over and over and slammed his first. I initially froze and then I placed myself between a bookshelf and a wall to protect myself from whatever may come next (no one could see I had done this, because I was perfectly placed to go unnoticed). After it was clear that I could move, I went to the bathroom and cried. I felt like a freak, I mean I was in a work office for crying out loud.
My dad had an unpredictable temper. When men get angry I freeze in terror.
It’s incredibly worrisome when I see a post like this and think with relief, “Thank god it’s not just me.” That thought was immediately followed by, “Oh god, it’s not just me.” Of all the shared experiences, I would have been okay with it being just me this time.
I have a coworker that was introduced to me as a great guy, really chill, does his work work and gives no one any trouble. More than one male coworker has described him this way. That’s fine. That’s great. He’s like that 99% of the time.
My female coworker just said, “He yells.”
A few months went by and all I’d ever seen from him is pleasant, professional behaviour. Until one early morning when it was just the two of us there and the printer jammed. He lost it. Yelled, kicked the printer, threw paper. I dropped everything I had and very quickly walked out of the office and sat in a coffee shop until I knew other people would be in the office.
We have a new girl working there now. I’ve warned her that he yells.
I have this sick fantasy. Real ungrateful to have a working body sort of stuff.
It’s that I lose my voice until I die. Not the violence of how that might happen (Bowles’s “A Distant Episode” comes to mind), it’s just gone one morning. I never have to use it again. Never have to instantly and regretfully say or yell something that I could have communicated more rationally in writing. The disadvantage of it always gives me pause, makes me wince. But I still ponder it.
I’m not one to raise my voice for precisely this reason, but there are still times. Little moments and memories when I frighten myself.
livebloggingmydescentintomadness:
toomanyfandomsforonetobemyurl:
i swear to god, men raising their voice is the most terrifying thing in the whole world. they dont understand, like its an immediate panic response, game over
I actually had no idea women found this so scary
my downstairs neighbors fight on a regular basis, and every time he starts yelling i’m a little afraid he’s going to kill her. i have no reason to think this except that he is a man and he is angry
My math teacher has a loud voice and a temper and he scares the living shit out of me almost everyday. He’s made me and other kids cry more than once and he and his teacher buddies make a joke out of terrifying students.
this was women in general? i knew my gf didn’t like it but I was unaware if this affected most women
Yes, it does
As a woman, I had no idea it effected other women like this. I was too afraid to even talk about it. I thought I was weak. Thanks for bringing attention to this.
My dad has a horrible temper and when he yells it scares me and my mother both badly. He got into such a hissy fit over one of the cats while my moms friend was over, and her friend said that it brought on her abuse PTSD. He’s horrid.
any guy comes along and gets loud, boom, instant shutdown. Lights are off, nobody’s home, ready to leave the building
Women are raised on horror stories of how dangerous the world is for us. We’re told not to ride too far on our bikes because there have been so many cases of grown men snatching little girls off the side of the road. Our mothers tell us not to wander away when we’re out shopping because someone could grab us, and if we don’t listen and go off on our own our mother’s panicked response when they find us confirms that we were in real danger. When we get a little older and start going out on our own we’re given countless lectures about how many women get attacked every year, often by people they know and are close with, to instill in us a need to be constantly vigilant about our own safety. This creates an automatic response. When a male starts getting aggressive our subconscious reminds us that we could end up a statistic, we could be the next victim that a parent will see on the news and use our story to warn their little girl about the dangers of the world. Not all men who raise their voices are going to get violent but we have no way of knowing what kind of man you really are until it’s too late. Aggressive anger causes us to panic because we’ve been trained to take that as a warning and worry that it might escalate.
All men are potential threats. A man who raises his voice or loses control of his anger confirms that he is a man we need to be afraid of.
I really like that this is a…conversation.
I thought I was weird for this. Most men I grew up around got so Loud when they got violent. So now when a guy does it it sends me back into survival mode. I shut down emotionally and start to calculate how to survive. My boss at my old job would throw fits, and he would yell and break things and cuss. And the first time he did it (I didn’t know it was a regular thing) he had dropped something and it broke really loud. He yelled and cussed over and over and slammed his first. I initially froze and then I placed myself between a bookshelf and a wall to protect myself from whatever may come next (no one could see I had done this, because I was perfectly placed to go unnoticed). After it was clear that I could move, I went to the bathroom and cried. I felt like a freak, I mean I was in a work office for crying out loud.
My dad had an unpredictable temper. When men get angry I freeze in terror.
It’s incredibly worrisome when I see a post like this and think with relief, “Thank god it’s not just me.” That thought was immediately followed by, “Oh god, it’s not just me.” Of all the shared experiences, I would have been okay with it being just me this time.
I have a coworker that was introduced to me as a great guy, really chill, does his work work and gives no one any trouble. More than one male coworker has described him this way. That’s fine. That’s great. He’s like that 99% of the time.
My female coworker just said, “He yells.”
A few months went by and all I’d ever seen from him is pleasant, professional behaviour. Until one early morning when it was just the two of us there and the printer jammed. He lost it. Yelled, kicked the printer, threw paper. I dropped everything I had and very quickly walked out of the office and sat in a coffee shop until I knew other people would be in the office.
We have a new girl working there now. I’ve warned her that he yells.
I have this sick fantasy. Real ungrateful to have a working body sort of stuff.
It’s that I lose my voice until I die. Not the violence of how that might happen (Bowles’s “A Distant Episode” comes to mind), it’s just gone one morning. I never have to use it again. Never have to instantly and regretfully say or yell something that I could have communicated more rationally in writing. The disadvantage of it always gives me pause, makes me wince. But I still ponder it.
I’m not one to raise my voice for precisely this reason, but there are still times. Little moments and memories when I frighten myself.
And even now it was as if a tectonic force had taken hold of Europe and, using its fingernails, had lifted it up and tilted it, politically, causing a heavy mudslide in the direction of old illusions, old dreams of purity and cruelty.
“Oktober” by Martin Amis (2015)
And even now it was as if a tectonic force had taken hold of Europe and, using its fingernails, had lifted it up and tilted it, politically, causing a heavy mudslide in the direction of old illusions, old dreams of purity and cruelty.
“Oktober” by Martin Amis (2015)
And they were coming here, the refugees, in the eye of a geohistorical convergence–themselves and their exodus on the one hand, and, on the other, Al Qaeda and Al Shabab and Boko Haram and the Taliban and Sinai Province and ISIS.
“Oktober” by Martin Amis (2015)
And they were coming here, the refugees, in the eye of a geohistorical convergence–themselves and their exodus on the one hand, and, on the other, Al Qaeda and Al Shabab and Boko Haram and the Taliban and Sinai Province and ISIS.
“Oktober” by Martin Amis (2015)
Reality? It’s the toothbrush waiting at home for you in its glass, a bus ticket, a paycheck, and the grave.
Orson Welles
Reality? It’s the toothbrush waiting at home for you in its glass, a bus ticket, a paycheck, and the grave.
Orson Welles