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Do you know about Australopithecus Spiff-Arino?

You should. You really really should.

https://everything2.com/title/Australopithecus+spiff-arino

It is not in the system of laws or the wielding of power that freedom can be found.

It is in the hands and the voices of the people who live life and are the only ones who can share life.

Beethoven was a Deaf man singing joy through transcendent spirit.

Bernstein changed that word to praise the agency of each one of us who sings out in our own way.

It was a weird time, but beautiful. Still beautiful.

https://youtu.be/Hn0IS-vlwCI

This was all we knew at that time.

As our minds were opening to a new language, we learned new ideas with it. We learned that Freiheit is different than American Freedom. AF is mandatory and free only as it supports the autrocrats. Freiheit means the liberty and agency to express political and social thoughts.

Years later after Frau Meyer's prediction, I watched the wall come down and the people (not the governments, not the corporations) demolish it with their hands.

I'm fine. I'm totally fine.

I just cued up the final movement of Bernstein's Beethoven's 9th at the Berlin Celebration Concert in 89 and I forgot about the change in the text so... when he sang, "Freiheit!" I burst into tears.

That wall coming down was predicted by my German language teacher when I was in 7th grade. We laughed when she said it. It seemed impossible. The Cold War had always been and would always be. We were confident in the fixed nature of the world as only a child can be.

You can't just say that you don't like cannibalism and then say that everyone who does like cannibalism is out to eat other people!

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Fictional worlds can give us strength and help us navigate the emotions that are too big to face on our own.

Sometimes I remember that Laika died in space. I feel sad.

Then I remember that Sarah Jane Smith buried Laika's body and then I can cry because the story gives me a framework on which I can spread my feelings and let the wind move through them.

Reality is intense and difficult. Fantasy can help us process complex things in different ways until we find one that works for us.

I was a few episodes into watch the second season of Handmaid's Tale when I asked myself, "Is this inspiration or torture porn?"

Since then, every time I've watched a story in which powerful people harm powerless people I find myself asking the same question and walking away from any media that doesn't show the mechanics of the weak uniting against the powerful in a teaching format.

Unless we're going to teach how to overcome abuse, why make porn for serial abusers?

I need Ea-Nasir/Nanni enemies to friends to lovers fanfic.