TFE: So very tired of my social networks –
I am experiencing an acute onset of social network fatigue these days. No discernible single cause, no distinct bad experience that stands out as spoiling things for me. No, I am just tired of so many places to put things, and so many places to check for…
So i know i run dwarves differently than most GMs
but it seriously makes more sense to me than a patriarchy because imagine this - you exist in a culture with no outward indication of gender that places enormous value on caves and mining
and you finally leave and meet these weird tall people
and as you’re exchanging words and whatnot they’re all
"Where are your women?"
And you’re like, “what is a woman?”
and they say, “the weaker gender, beardless and gentle”
and you say “We have none”
because of course you don’t, you’re DWARVES
And the tall ones ask “Where do you come from?”
And you reply “Caves” because it is true both ways, you live in caves and you are born of those dwarves that carry caves within themselves, the most sacred of dwarves
and the tall people shrug and let it go because who cares, hide your women, they just want the trade agreements
and nobody ever realizes they were speaking to the women all along
This is a most excellent little piece.
I can’t help but feel an inherent sadness at the sight of a young bride standing alone on the sidewalk outside a small-town bar at one o’ clock in the morning, staring vacantly down the dark and empty street. I wonder if this is how she imagined the evening would go.
I have finally watched The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. Yes, for the first time. Those who know me at all, especially those who lived through the early 2000s with me, will appreciate what an astonishing statement this is to hear from me. But I burnt out a bit after the fervid activity of acquisition and consumption that filled the years of the LotR movies for me, and that, combined with the general business that has been my life in recent years, made me inimical to the idea of giving any attention whatsoever to the buildup to the release of the first Hobbit movie. There was a last-minute Christmastime push to read The Hobbit to my eldest son, with an eye to finishing in time to then take him to a theatrical showing as a birthday treat, but by mid-January the film’s release had already left our corner of the world behind, so we have waited until now.