The people on twitter needing to be extra by posting all their Hamilton criticism is @@.
Coming at LMM for selling to Disney, for "glorifying" slave owners, for "exploiting" POC by having them play and glorify the slave owners.
Then even saw someone coming after his Dad, saying as a property owner he profited off PR stuff related to hurricane relief. I don't even know. Some people are miserable people.
It's so frustrating because there are legit conversations to be had, and that's not how to have them. Nuance, as it turns out, is a thing. (I mean, the "exploiting" thing is just dumb, and a whole other kettle of fish)
There's a Time interview with Daveed about Jefferson, and I'd love to see extended versions of that, as well as with Chris Jackson about Washington. They're smart guys and lived with the complication for a long time, and I'm sure they have things to say, even if they're not exactly the things people want to hear.
The "Hamilton's America" doc on PBS had a section where Chris Jackson talked about the contradiction of this heroic character he played, who also owned people like him. It showed him visiting the slave quarters on exhibit at Mt Vernon, and admitting he couldn't really reconcile the two sides.
Also, all the Hamilton talk has me me hear Jefferson singing the thread title everytime I read it.
Yes the people are being simplistic and more than a few of them think it makes them look edgy and/or smart. I think also some are doing it in hopes of clicks and followers. just ridic.
I'm a bad mom who let ltc watch Hamilton with us. She was mostly ignoring the action on the screen and dancing around to the music, until the end
with the final duel and she realized Hamilton died
Then she burst into tears and had to be consoled.
oh dear. well honestly there is tons of death in kids movies.
oh dear. well honestly there is tons of death in kids movies.
Yeah, and she's just getting to the point where all of it makes her cry. She's very sensitive.
Happy Birthday, sj! Uh, sorry about the crying?
I'm not using it right now, but work pays for my monthly transit pass and my transit credit card expired at the end of June. I called and asked the provider to mail me a replacement card because they should have sent me one automatically before it expired, but clearly that didn't happen. I opened the letter today and found a replacement healthcare debit card, which I didn't need for another three years. So on Monday I get to call them again and politely ask what the hell.
My new work desk arrived today in five separate packages. Fingers crossed that its assembly doesn't drive me to tears this weekend.
Aaaand my Dad is in the ER again.
What? Noooooo. The goal is no ER, not ER again.