With great power comes great responsibility!
Giles: I jump out of the circle, jump back in, and, and, shake my gourd. Buffy: Hey, I think I know this ritual. The ancient shamans were next called upon to do the Hokey-Pokey and to turn themselves around.
'Dirty Girls'
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Tom Scola - Feb 28, 2018 7:24:04 am PST #22601 of 30002
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Steph L. - Feb 28, 2018 7:29:40 am PST #22602 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
And knowing is half the battle.
EpicTangent - Feb 28, 2018 7:47:51 am PST #22603 of 30002
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
And you don't want to win the battle but lose the war!
Dana - Feb 28, 2018 7:48:07 am PST #22604 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Anger leads to hate...hate leads to suffering.
-t - Feb 28, 2018 7:49:32 am PST #22605 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
All life is suffering.
Jessica - Feb 28, 2018 7:51:31 am PST #22606 of 30002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Anyone who says differently is selling something.
Steph L. - Feb 28, 2018 7:52:18 am PST #22607 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Time is money, money is power, power is pizza, and pizza is knowledge.
EpicTangent - Feb 28, 2018 8:11:47 am PST #22608 of 30002
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
If time heals all wounds and time is money, then money should heal all wounds.
Jesse - Feb 28, 2018 8:12:47 am PST #22609 of 30002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Life is pain, highness.
Beverly - Feb 28, 2018 9:39:20 am PST #22610 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Regarding the right's wish to implement the "arm everybody (but the black folks)" plan, I've been kind of stewing in, "...but, what about 'thou shalt not kill'? Does that only apply to 'those like us,' and not to 'them'?"