Bighit: So For This Year’s Home Party, We’ll Do A Roommate Theme. Any Objections?

Anonymous asked: Much appreciate your homage posts to the late Sean Connery. Made us proud for all us Scots. Sorry to put you on the spot but in your opinion who was the best James Bond and why? What’s your favourite Bond line?

I feel terribly sad too at Big Tam’s passing. But Sean Connery had - and I hope he forgives me as a half Anglo-Scot for using a very English idiom - a very good innings to go out at 90. He left us with a huge legacy of a surprisingly good body of film works but he also left his mark on how we talk about modern masculinity.

So who was the best James Bond?

It is a question that has been asked time and again, and we can be certain it will get a whole new airing when Daniel Craig’s tenure eventually comes to an end. Answers generally come in three categories. The first are the traditionalists. Sean Connery was Bond, he will always be Bond and anyone else is a poor imitation. The second camp - the majority of whom seem to be Generation X-ers in my millennial experience - who think Bond is about driving a Lotus underwater, wrestling in space with Jaws and – ahem – attempting re-entry with Lois Chiles, and so Roger Moore is their man. Finally, there are those who are not afraid to move with the times, and think the modern day production values mean the films of the Craig era are on a superior level than all that has come before.

These are all reasonable enough views, but they leave out one important consideration: which Bond are we talking about? Because there were only two kinds when we look across the range of actors who portrayed the iconic British spy. There is the cinematic Bond and there is the literary Bond.

Let me explain.

Because there’s nothing like Ancient Greek Philosophy to look at this vexed question of who was the best Bond. So let’s first consider Plato, Forms, and the Allegory of the Cave. Way back when in the long, long ago, Plato, and by extension Socrates, postulated the idea of Forms in which a second, ethereal world contained the eternal, perfect “Forms” from which all physical manifestations derive. To explain this, Plato proposed the concept of prisoners chained in a cave since birth and forced to gaze at a wall in front of them, lit from behind by a raging fire. In front of this fire, and behind the prisoners, puppeteers would hold up puppets that cast shadows. In time, these shadows became reality for the prisoners, for they would have no concept of the physical items themselves. Thus I, very much a modern day Plato, propose that were the puppeteers to hold a tattooed toupee-wearing former coffin polisher in front of the fire, the prisoners would rub their eyes and see… James Bond.

In other words, Sean Connery was the best cinematic James Bond. He is the Bond of cinematic imagination and hence more popularly known in our wider culture.

What Connery offered in his seven-film tenure is a near-perfect balance between all subsequent imperfections and a command of the role that prompted either below par impressions or a significantly different approach so as not to overlap with Connery’s sizeable footprints – footprints too deep enough for the other Bonds that followed to fill. Some people might suggest it was simply because Sean Connery has the luxury of being the first actor to play Bond. However, being the first actor in a role doesn’t always guarantee audiences will consider you the best.

It’s telling that Connery never fancied himself as Ian Fleming’s James Bond. Nothing in his training (largely classical theatre and romantic melodrama)€“ let alone his working class Edinburgh background had prepared him for playing a part that Michael Caine remembers everyone thinking would go to the smoothly cultured Rex Harrison.

Nor did Connery help matters when he turned up to audition for the part of Ian Fleming’s gentleman spy wearing a lumber jacket and torn jeans. “You take me as I am or not at all”€ he told the producers Harry Saltzman and Cubby Broccoli, but though they were eventually won over by what Broccoli called “€œthe most arrogant son of a gun you’ve ever seen”.

As the creator of Bond, Ian Fleming remained unconvinced. Indeed Connery’s casting was much to the chagrin of Bond creator Ian Fleming, who had envisioned Bond in his own image of an upper-class Eton educated Englishman and an officer and a (rogue) gentleman - Fleming himself was a lieutenant-commander in Naval Intelligence, Connery was also in the navy but as an able seaman on HMS Formidable. Fleming remarked, “I’m looking for Commander Bond and not an overgrown stuntman.” Fleming wanted Cary Grant, David Niven or Roger Moore to play his character. Not until the Bond movies were earning him far more money than his books ever had would he stop referring to Connery as, “that fucking truck driver”€.

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For everyone

1.      Stop spending so much money at the vending machine, it adds up to more than you think

2.      If you’re hungry, eat. Don’t look around at other people, don’t wait for them not to be looking, just eat.

3.      Don’t hold your pee for that long, no one is talking about you for going to the bathroom, just go.

4.      Laugh when it’s funny, your laugh is beautiful and unique, let others hear it.

5.      Your mom is more than likely right, that person is being fake.

6.      Don’t be afraid to reject a guy if you don’t like him; think of yourself first.

7.      Don’t think that your bothering others, unless they say it, don’t think it.

8.      Your mind is your biggest prison, and I know that it’s hard to escape it…but at least try. Fight to get out, don’t let those thoughts and doubts overwhelm you.

9.      You’re funny, someone finds you funny, and that’s because you are.

10.  Your voice is beautiful, speak and sing your heart out.

11.  Your hair isn’t ugly, don’t be insecure of it.

12.  You’re not too skinny/fat…you’re the way you are because it’s perfect just for you.

13.  Eat all you want, stop starving your beautiful self.

14.  People that matter care…people that don’t matter don’t.

15.  When they ask you what’s wrong, that means they care…say something.

16.  Don’t hold it back, don’t keep it in, don’t tell yourself that you’ll get over it, don’t tell yourself that you’ll be bothering others, don’t tell yourself that nobody cares, SAY SOMETHING.

17.  Crying is alright, no one thinks less of you for it.

18.  Stop covering yourself so much, it’s unhealthy both mentally, emotionally, and physically.

19.  Get out of your room more, even if you are depressed, staying in there won’t help you at all.

20.  Take a moment to pause everything, everything, and just breathe… You made it.

21.  At the end of the day, you worked hard, pat yourself on the shoulder, think about what you did well and the mistakes you won’t need to do again, then call it a day.

22.  Say I’m sorry

23.  Forgive, but don’t be so naïve to let your heart get trampled on again.

24.  If they hurt you once, okay…twice, don’t bring them back as if nothing happened.

25.  Learn to go with your gut, believe me, sometimes it’s right.

26.  Just because is five for $4 doesn’t mean you should buy 20…buy what you need.

27.  Think about others before yourself, it helps lessen the anxiety too.

28.  Write…and if you’re not good at writing, paint. It doesn’t need to be a masterpiece, it just needs to be you…

29.  Grades do not define you. Give your all to your grades, but if you still don’t pass, it’s not your fault, it’s not YOU.

30.  Mistakes happen, learn, but don’t let them chain you up and drag you down. It’s not YOU.

31.  Sleep, just one hour more of sleep can change everything.

32.  Take a warm shower, it helps.

33.  Drink more water, it’ll help with the headaches.

34.  I love saying this – “Live until you laugh, laugh until it hurts, hurt until you cry, cry until you Heal”…please, never hold it in.

35.  What people say about you doesn’t define you, what you say about yourself does.

36.  Let it out, but don’t let everyone know every single detail about your life, keep somethings private.

37.  Call your mom, tell her you love her.

38.  Listen to your grandmother, even when she starts to rant.

39.  You can’t please everyone because some people just don’t want to be pleased, erase them from your life.

40.  Pray. If you believe in God, even prayer helps you so much when you’re hurting, trust me.

41.  Say thank you, even for another day of life that went terribly.

42.  Don’t procrastinate, even if you write one word/sentence a day since the assignment was given…do that.

43.  Don’t eat out all the time

44.  Remember the good days when times go bad, appreciate the lessons learned when days are good.

45.  You don’t NEED to go to prom, you don’t NEED to go to homecomings or parties, you won’t miss things if you don’t.

46.  Being an introvert isn’t a curse, love yourself whether you’re outgoing or not.

47.  They don’t need to tell you that you’re beautiful for you to be beautiful, it was already a fact before they stated it.

48.  You don’t NEED a boyfriend, no matter how many of your friends or peers have one. Don’t rush into a relationship just because you’re the odd one out.

49.  Keep your virginity, and it you lose it, don’t end your life or future because of it.

50.  Love others freely. And yourself too.

51.  Organize yourself, nothing sucks worse than getting a zero on a paper because you couldn’t find it, not because you didn’t do it.

52.  Learn to let go if it hurts you, don’t hang on to something/someone that brings you pain.

53.  Keep in touch with teachers who were there for you.

54.  Someone loves you, someone will miss you when you’re gone…remember that.

55.  You’re not a burden.

56.  You worked hard.

57.  Think of that future someone (God has) for you and smile.

58.  If things don’t go on as plan, don’t be afraid to throw everything out the window and start all over again…breathe, and do it.

59.  You’ll survive without them, even if it hurts now, you already are.

60.  Worry more about what you do than how you look. Character lasts, looks don’t.

I saw something like this and wanted to do my own version for this…

I love you all

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Jin and baby!kookie, requested by @cherrykpop. 🌹

I love tumblr. I love that tumblr is the best social media site of 2021.

Every other site has spent the last decade perfecting the art of targeted ads. I am a wallet of flesh and blood which must be stripped bare and profiled and picked apart for the maximally efficient way to squeeze profit from my presence. Every other site will fold and morph itself to a shape of my liking - like a fairy tale trickster stealing memories and taking their mold - to lull me into compliance and loosen my coin purse.

Facebook sees me searching fitness equipment and injects my timeline with athletic wear ads. Reddit profiles the subreddits I follow and eagerly promotes a new coding bootcamp or cloud service at every turn. Google overhears me lamenting over my moving to-do list on voice call and fills in my “how much to tip movers” query before I’ve gotten the third word typed out.

Tumblr never even tried.

They could have. The information is there. The basic infrastructure, presumably, exists. Tumblr can recommend me tags based on tags I follow, blogs based on blogs I follow, even posts that for one reason or another may strike my fancy. Tumblr could be - SHOULD be - funneling this framework into advertising, as the only means that free-to-use social media platforms can turn a profit in our capitalistic hellscape.

They just don’t.

Today I saw an ad for treating Hyperhidrosis - a condition, I think, in which a person sweats too much - and I saw it twice, four posts apart, and it is so incredibly benignly impersonally ineptly untargeted toward me compared to all other pinpoint-aimed advertising that I’m endeared to it. Tumblr knows NOTHING about me. 8 years, 51,000 likes, and tumblr has not learned a THING about me.

Advertisements for a mattress? Shitty mobile game ads that don’t make even the slightest pretense at being anything other than a candy crush rip-off? Choose-your-own adventure games either about Royal Espionage or Choosing The Wrong Dress For Your Date with ZERO in-between.

And then this. This here. The culmination, the crown-jewel of tumblr’s nihilistic non-compliance with the state of social media advertising. Any pretense of capitalistic exchange is abandoned at the gas station by the side of the road. This is not a company. This is not a product. This is not anything that fulfills the contract of consumer and seller. 

THIS. THIS IS WHAT TUMBLR HAS TO OFFER INSTEAD.

“Pour vinegar on your bread, fuck you.”

“Put it in the garbage, fuck you.”

“Your wife says you’re a fucking dumbass, fuck you.”

That’s it. That’s the advertisement. You vinegar-breadless cuck. You virgin extraordinaire bereft of bread and garbage can. I am fucking your wife right now in our vinegar-soaked motel bed. She puffs a cigarette which I pulled from the trashcan and we both laugh heartily at her recounts of your immasculine ineptitude. I don’t want your money. I don’t want anything from you. Fuck you. 

Amazing. Amazing. What a state of things to ring in 2021. What a great platform we all collectively choose to be on.

When you’re in love with a non canon ship but they try to shove the canon thing down your throat anyway