I stopped having celebrity role models ever since ringo starr told me to fuck off when I was 11 that experience was very formative I can never trust another beatle
did he really
God it really did and Im so pissed because I cant even tell the story because it sounds so everyone got up and clapped
you GOTTA tell me this story maude i must know
Well I’m not really used to telling this in text form so I’ll do my best but basically when I was 11 I idolized the beatles and like collected their records and cds, read all their autobiographies, had pics of them hanging ovr my bed and shit… yeah yeah it was a more naive time. But basically since my mom knew I loved them she pulled some of her vegas strings for my birthday and got me into the premiere of the beatles cirque de soleil show. see it, think its kinda lame but too starstruck to care, we get to go to the afterparty and there he is, the man himself, Richard Starky or whateverthefuck…. so naturally I FLIP and go omg ringo youve shaped my young life please can I have a picture w you
And the dude, like. Turns around. And does the most fucking cartoon villain laugh I’ve ever heard in my life. Like, puts his hands over his stomach, takes a deep breath and makes this noise thatd Id describe as Santa Claus mixed with Bowser. And looks me right in my horrified eyes and goes, “No.”
Like, I dont know what to say at this pt. I’m 11, my self esteem was pretty damn low, its not really registering to me that one of my childhood heroes is a fucking DBZ antagonist, instead my first instinct is that I did something wrong or I’m just so damn ugly the very sight of me deeply offended Mr. Starr, so even tho Im starting to cry a bit I awkwardly laugh and apologize for the intrusion. And the dude. He just gives me the smuggest “Yeah, thought so” look ever. And gestures to the other side of the room and goes “fuck off, kid”. Then turns around and resumes his conversation about the finer points of Microsoft paint as a modern art medium or whatever topic I imagine dominates the conversations of such an influential celebrity
But like, and this is the most fake sounding part of it, Julian Lennon (johns son from his first marriage, I think hes a photographer or something) saw all this happen. And like, stands there and comforts me for like 15 minutes. I’m ugly sobbing so loudly at this point, he just like gives me a kiss on my head and says things are gonna be ok. I ask him if I did something wrong. He tells me this happens all the time, the dude just really hates kids and kinda people in general. That raised so many questions for me. Is this a regular occurence? Has he comforted other kids who have had their hearts cruelly ripped out by the menace known as ringo starr, or possibly the other slightly less assholish beatles? Like, he seemed like he was so used to it.
Yeah, I threw out all my beatles shit after that. But thanks julian lennon for stopping me from becoming a supervillain hellbent on destroying the entire nation of britain for good. What a dude. I should check out his photos.
Favourite Tropes #137: the hero who’s been through so much inexplicable nonsense that they’re impenetrably jaded, except instead of being grumpy and cynical they’re just sort of amiably cheerful about it all. Like, the universe has just turned itself inside-out, and they’re all: “Right… I guess it’s that time again. Could be worse, I suppose – at least this time I’m wearing pants!“
Dontos2 Littlefinger says he sold Sansa, but he IS from a culture where people expect rewards, like the North lords who are sincere in their Stark-loyalty, but still try to cash in on their service. Maybe LF had already convinced him that Sansa was safer if he stayed behind and there was no connection. LF has a lot of motive to lie, because of his agenda of breaking her idealism & making her dependent, and Dontos really tried to protect her from Joffrey. I doubt LF expected him to prevent abuse.
I’m sorry to say that no, I do not find that plausible. Littlefinger might be a liar, but it doesn’t follow from that fact that he’s lying to Sansa in that instance. And we see plenty to indicate that Dontos’ interest in Sansa is not so selfless.
Regarding his personal interest in her, Dontos gets handsier when he’s drunk, he gets in Sansa’s face to the point where she can smell his breath, he appeals to the romance of Florian and Jonquil to gain her trust…
And yeah, he’s also clearly gaslighting Sansa. Here’s one good example:
“I will be safe in Highgarden. Willas will keep me safe.”
“But he does not know you,” Dontos insisted, “and he will not love you. Jonquil, Jonquil, open your sweet eyes, these Tyrells care nothing for you. It’s your claim they mean to wed.”
– Sansa II, ASoS
What does Dontos know about Willas Tyrell? How can he be so certain that Willas will never come to love Sansa? That line is designed to get her to mistrust others, as well as her own read of the situation. He can be sincere in his belief that going home is better than a suspect marriage and he can gaslight her over the issue. Likewise, he can make every effort he can to protect her from Joffrey and he can sell her to Littlefinger. Speaking of, we can be reasonably sure he was reporting on her to Littlefinger against Sansa’s immediate interests.
When Lord Tywin nodded, he continued. “And there is this—Lord Petyr continues to demonstrate his loyalty. Only yesterday he brought us word of a Tyrell plot to spirit Sansa Stark off to Highgarden for a ‘visit,’ and there marry her to Lord Mace’s eldest son, Willas.”
– Tyrion III, ASoS
This is shortly after Sansa passes that information on to Dontos.
So, yeah, I’m sorry, but Dontos is just another person on the long list of people in King’s Landing that Sansa cannot trust as wholly as she might like. And another person creeping on her, too.
the biggest fuckign power move ive ever pulled was not knowing hell and fuck about football
when i was 15 i got my first proper job in a football stadium and i was working in VIP. we were under strict orders not to fawn over the Famous People and in fact it was a sackable offense to like ask for photos or autographs with them. the thing is i didnt have a Fucking Clue who any of these people were. i didn’t know the difference between the footballers and the general rich people and tbh i kinda hated all of them. you could tell some of them were desperate to get noticed and used to swan around taking selfies with people and one time a tall boring man spent a long time leaning over the bar chatting to me and I just sorta blinked and said “tea or coffee?” and he left in a huff and then my manager came over and was like “you know that’s [famous person whose name I immediately forgot]” and I was like. Whomst. I saw him on TV the other day. anyway I hate rich people and they hate when us plebians dont immediately bend over and kiss their shoes
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