it’s a good evening to remember that the advance series had great, well–composed, catchy, epicsoundtracks that pushed the system to its limits and the only reason y’all are not banging every day to them is because they were on the gba and didn’t have any help from senoue’s majestic buttrock guitar
All three of them share a place somewhere in my top ten list of Sonic soundtracks, because they have some of the finest music on the GBA, and it always makes me sad to see them get overlooked just because they don’t include Live & Learn/His World/some other vocal track that everyone goes on about.
Of course, since Advance 1 and 2 were the first Sonic games I saw and played respectively, there’s the nostalgic factor for me as well. Egg Rocket’s music in particular strikes a nostalgic chord with me, as does Ice Mountain Act 1. And X-Zone? One of my favourite final zone tracks in the series.
Honestly, the whole Tumblr flagging debacle reminds me of nothing so much as the official White Wolf forums back in the 1990s, whose automatic profanity filters were so overzealous that they ended up censoring terminology from some of their own games.
(For the uninitiated, the starkest example was probably the filter that automatically converted “ass” to “butt”, including when the string A-S-S appeared as part of another word. The trouble is that White Wolf’s most popular game, Vampire: The Masquerade, included in its lore a prominent vampire clan called the Assamites, who stock-in-trade was assassination. Under the forum’s profanity filter, players were reduced to referring to them as the Buttamites, and their missions as – you guessed it – buttbuttinations.)
Anyone else notice some “white people” jokes actually hide ableist sentiments behind them? Like they’re actually mocking traits of people who aren’t neurotypical?
At the same time they erase nerds and geeks of other ethnicity/phenotypes.
(I’ve been seeing some of those awful people who in notes tell pet owners their pet should be killed because its not conventionally cute add race stuff to it.)
Ironheart #1 had a nice timeline for people who want to get into Riri’s books. But there are few things I think need correcting.
1. While Uprising is well-written none of that really go anywhere ad there isn’t that much of Riri in it so unless there are plans to build on it in new I don’t know if I wouldn’t rather suggest Champions #11
2. Reading order is Champions #19-21 followed by Infinity Countdown: Champions and then rest of Champions.
– Admin
Not a fan of that codename tbh….
Why? Is something wrong with Ironheart?
– Admin
It does sounds like a Care Bear villain. I’m indifferent but can understand why someone may not like it because of that.
I like the idea of Hordak being the brother of Horde Prime like in some past continuities. It could lead to an interesting
“My brother is my god and this has done me no favors. I have still had to work for everything I have.”
Hordak’s villainous philosophy could then be someone who looks at a lush paradise, and thinks “how dare they just have these wonders by accident of being born in the right place”. (Which was actually the justificiation used by some in real life for taking over and oppressing the native Hawaiians.) And so destroys it so one could have it.
>Industrial waste pollutes water >Filter feeders process waste and store toxins in their bodies >People harvest shells for art >Artist suffers from exposure to toxic materials, suffers for years with debilitating mental and physical symptoms.
She will NEVER recover.
People act like environmental pollution is always something happening “somewhere else” but we’re all breathing and eating and drinking it and it should really put some shit into perspective that just having a hobby around seashells turned this woman’s household dust into a death trap.
“Hobby” ?????
oh wow i didn’t even catch that (wasn’t reading the reblogs as carefully as i should have been).
Gillian Genser’s art is incredibly intricate, time consuming (she spent 15 years on these sculptures, often working on them up to 12 hours a day) and evocative. She gave years of her life and sacrificed her health to make these sculptures, working on them even after she became ill. It’s not a hobby around seashells, and characterizing it that way is a disservice to the incredible work this artist has put into her craft.
She writes, I’ve experienced the suffering of so many creatures trapped in their polluted habitats. I now hope their voices can be heard—that my art might create a sense of awe, a sense of connectivity and reverence for the natural world.
I often think of Beethoven, who suffered from lead poisoning; he lost his hearing and producing his work became an angry struggle. In the end, he had to create his music from the memory of sound. I was creating my art from the memory of joy. When I look at Adam, I feel grief—both for myself and our planet. But I also feel satisfaction because he is magnificent. That’s how I find my hope. I call him my beautiful death.
This is a really good clarification and I’m glad you wrote it!
I’d also like to add that the dust produced by grinding down shells is not “household dust”. There are many artistic practices/fields that involve working with hazardous dust (for example, ceramicists need to take precautions against silicosis, an incurable, potentially fatal condition caused by inhaling ceramic dust which contains tiny tiny glass shards). Artists like Genser are aware of this; this woman is someone who went to work aware of these risks, took the workplace precautions she believed were necessary according to the accepted standards of her field, and is dying because those standard precautions (which countless artists in numerous fields rely on! Seashells are just one material artists use that comes from the earth!) are no longer adequate due to environmental degradation. Framing this as a “hobby around seashells” that produced toxic “household dust” not only is a condescending, minimizing, and frankly misogynistic way of talking about an extremely accomplished creative professional, it undersells the nature of this problem on a larger scale; this is a workplace hazard for many, many people, and it is directly tied to workers rights and safety.
WHOA SORRY I genuinely NEVER thought of the word “hobby” that way. I’ve always associated “hobby” with hardcore dedication to something you love, like people who spend thousands of hours gardening or whittling, including if it became your money-making career.
I make my entire living doing art and writing from home and just accepted people calling those my “hobbies” without ever pondering that it was a lesser term than “job.” Like it retroactively makes sense now that people would use it that way and especially against women but I was never made to consider that, sorry again.
“Dust” wasn’t supposed to be a laughing matter either, it’s terrifying to me to think about the poison building up in her own air vents when she brought work home (unless I misread?) among all the regular dust and dirt that people take for granted or can’t help but miss. Asbestos is probably what killed my grandmother and this type of thing is still one of my biggest fears.
“this
bitch dumb as fuck for thinking just because something is organic it’s
safe for you and now she’s romanticising her fucking heavy metal
poisoning like a dumb ass fucking artists”
I was afraid to even look at this thread again for multiple reasons but I couldn’t ignore this note anymore, especially when it was left directly on a reblog from me which feels like my responsibility, and it’s not the only note like this.
You only think what happened to her was predictable or obvious because of hindsight.
SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN CORRECT IF IT WEREN’T FOR UNCHECKED INDUSTRIAL POLLUTION. It wouldn’t have been completely safe to breathe ground shell without a mask, but it wouldn’t have done this to her, and don’t pretend you knew that yourself before reading the article. I’ve researched environmental issues and especially marine invertebrates my whole life and my mind still would not have connected this particular threat. Ground shell debris is not a common enough threat that we even have much literature on it at all.
SHE WENT TO THE FUCKING DOCTOR. MULTIPLE DOCTORS. FOR MORE THAN A DECADE. SHE TOLD THEM EXACTLY WHAT SHE WORKED WITH AND THEY STILL DIDN’T MAKE THE CONNECTION EITHER.
You know how many billions of dollars have also been sunk into making SURE the public doesn’t know that much about the effects of pollution?! All people generally hear is that it’s “not recommended” to eat more than so many servings of fish in a week if you’re pregnant or breastfeeding. That’s even the official FDA stance, but it is in fact more severe than that and has been for a very long time.
And even if she were aware of heavy metals and pesticides building up in marine mollusks, a grown adult can “know” all kinds of things and still neglect themselves or overlook certain precautions because of the sheer volume of things we are expected to be keeping track of in our minds 24/7. It happens, and some day you might find out something you’ve been doing has shortened your life span, something you just never stopped to consider. It’s not going to mean that you’re “stupid.”
She has every right to romanticize what’s happened to her. Her livelihood and passion destroyed her not because she did anything wrong, but because it was tainted by other, more powerful people’s greed and neglect. I’d say that’s pretty fucking profound. It’s the realest highlight you can get for not only what we’re doing to the environment but how inseparable that is from human health. She’s practically a martyr.
Monsters and Stuff 