the new batch of love for john mulaney here on tumblr has got me thinking how critical costume design is once again. john mulaney is a good comedian, but so much of his power comes from how his humor plays off how he’s dressed. we don’t expect a man dressed like a 1960s news announcer, all clean scrubbed and tight-wound professional, to describe in minute detail the visit where a doctor shoved a hand up his ass. imagine any iconic john mulaney set but given in jeans and a t-shirt, and is it as funny? i don’t think so. his humor spreads like wildfire on this website because the image of a man in a buttoned-up shirt and a tie and slicked back hair with fairly narrow lapels on his three-piece suit is fucking hysterical when paired with “years later I’d be in college about to go down on some
rockin’ twink and i’d be like what would leonard bernstein do”
well I do recall a comedian telling about how he accidentally joined the russian mafia on a school trip in college, and this was made more believable by the fact that he was shirtless with a beer belly while telling this story
“the white gays got all hyped up for love simon but i see no one talking about the kenyan lesbian movie!!!!” you cracked the code. you did it. the white gays are at it again, not talking about that one foreign indie movie that you can only see for a limited time at independent film festivals. this, as compared to how much they talked about that one multi-million dollar hollywood movie that was widely available in theaters, on itunes, and on dvd. disregarding the fact that people have absolutely been talking about the indie movie and publicly hoping they get to see it and that those posts have an astonishing number of notes for a fucking foreign indie film. has anyone ever told you how smart and insightful you are.
would be really cool if we ever at any point could lay the blame for the lack of diversity in hollywood on multimillionaire production execs instead of at the feet of gay people and/or people of colour who are at the mercy of those execs and have about as much power to influence hollywood to make what they want as your average house fly
wild idea but maybe holding the film industry responsible for how little it cares about the life experiences of anyone who’s not a straight white man instead of pretending they’re just dutifully handing out what the consumers are asking for and it’s just that consumers like, hate women or whatever, might be a refreshing change for once
A REAL LIST OF ACTUAL NAMES AND THEIR (approximate) PRONUNCIATIONS: Siobhan — “sheh-VAWN” Aoife – “EE-fa” Aislin – “ASH-linn”
Bláithín – “BLAW-heen”
Caoimhe – “KEE-va”
Eoghan – Owen (sometimes with a slight “y” at the beginning)
Gráinne – “GRAW-nya”
Iarfhlaith – “EER-lah” Méabh – “MAYV” Naomh or Niamh – “NEEV” Oisín – OSH-een or USH-een Órfhlaith – OR-la Odhrán – O-rawn Sinéad – shi-NAYD Tadhg – TIEG (like you’re saying “tie” or “Thai” with a G and the end)
I work with an Aoife and I have been pronouncing it SO WRONG
As someone who is trying and failing to learn Gaelic, I feel like is an accurate portrayal of my pain.
This is the Anglicized spelling of a people who really fucking hate the English.
No, no, this is the orthographic equivalent of installing Windows on Mac.
The Latin alphabet was barely adequate for Latin by the time it got to the British Isles, but it’s what people were writing with, so somebody tried to hack it to make it work for Irish. Except, major problem: Irish has two sets of consonants, “broad” and “slender” (labialized and palatalized) and there’s a non-trivial difference between the two of them. But there weren’t enough letters in the Latin alphabet to assign separate characters to the broad and slender version of similar sounds.
Instead, someone though, let’s just use the surrounding vowels to disambiguate–but there weren’t enough vowel characters to indicate all the vowel sounds they needed to write, so that required some doubling up, and then adding in some silent vowels just to serve as markers of broad vs. slender made eveything worse.
They also had to double up some consonants, because, for example, <v> wasn’t actually a letter at the time–just a variation on <u>–so for the /v/ sound they <bh>. AND THEN ALSO Irish has this weird-ass system where the initial consonant sound in a word changes as a grammatical marker, called “mutation,” so they had to account somehow for mutated sounds vs. non-mutated sounds, which sometimes meant leaving a lot of other silent letters in a word to remind you what word you were looking at.
And then a thousand years of sound change rubbed its dirty little hands all over a system that was kind of pasted together in the first place.
My point is, there is a METHOD to the orthography of Irish besides “fuck the English.” The “fuck the English” part is just a delightful side-effect.
BBC Sherlock is the best adaption of Sherlock Holmes because it succeeded in making me despise the character of Sherlock Holmes for the rest of my life (and eternity) and made me never want to touch the stories ever again and that’s what Arthur Conan Doyle would have truly wanted.
I stg at this very moment Arthur Conan Doyle’s ghost is probably floating in front of Steven Moffat’s bed violently sobbing in gratitude and mumbling things like ‘you did it. You finally did it. They all hate Sherlock Holmes. Thank you’
BBC Sherlock is the best adaption of Sherlock Holmes because it succeeded in making me despise the character of Sherlock Holmes for the rest of my life (and eternity) and made me never want to touch the stories ever again and that’s what Arthur Conan Doyle would have truly wanted.
I stg at this very moment Arthur Conan Doyle’s ghost is probably floating in front of Steven Moffat’s bed violently sobbing in gratitude and mumbling things like ‘you did it. You finally did it. They all hate Sherlock Holmes. Thank you’
At the end of Trump’s term I’m going to write a book called “Lies My President Told Me” and it’s just going to be a run down of every single day he was in office with a list of the (known) lies each day, followed by the actual, easily provable truth. It will be 5,000 pages long, and I will get thousands of death threats upon publication.
Correction: the title will be “Alternative Facts The President Told Me”, but the word “lies” will be written on the cover and slashed through with “alternative facts” written in over it. The cover photo will be Trump making his famous blowfish face while wearing a MAGA hat. Rachel Maddow provides a review for the back cover but it’s mostly unprintable orgasm noises, because this is a bestseller goddammit.
Foreword by Former President and Forever Heartthrob Barack Obama.
I think this will be a tough sell. I mean, the shipping alone will kill people, and some of us have weight lifting restrictions that will prevent us from being able to read it.
Instead, I recommend you release a collection, one volume for each year in office (and oh my dog I hope it doesn’t have to be a four-part set). Heck, since year one is over, it could come out any time now. We could get the social media marketing going now to build up hype and generate interest.
You’re a genius! I have the first two volumes already named:
Alternative Facts the President Told Me: Crowd Size and Red Ties
Alternative Facts the President Told Me: Russia’s Greatest Love Machine
Tentative future volume title ideas:
This Divorce Was My Idea
Yeah, But Her Emails
Nuclear Winter Of My Discontent
Should’ve Had a G8
Pardon Me
Fake News and Golf Shoes
Putin on the Ritz
Orange Is the New Black
Donnie Trump and the Terrible, No-Good, Very Bad Presidency
@madamebomb – your title skills are wickedly good.
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