i hate “accurate” shakespeare productions where all the actors are white guys. the reason women didn’t act in his plays was because it was illegal in that time obv due to misogyny, and we don’t want that to carry over. there were characters of colour that shakespeare specifically wrote. for example, othello was a part for a black actor and yet there r MODERN productions of othello where othello’s actor is a white dude in blackface.
shakespeare would be thrilled if he knew that modern productions of his works featured diverse casts, complete with not only female actors, lgbt actors, and actors of colour, but interpretations that have been tweaked to showcase modern issues that black communities, gay people, women, etc. face.
if you want to do something, do it. a midsummer production where they’re all lesbians? a romeo and juliet production depicting racial tensions? a twelfth night production where viola is and is played by a trans women? shakespeare’s ghost will give u a thumbs up. (plus his works are out of copyright so u can do whatever the hell you want with them whether he’d want you to or not.)
Would the Takarazuka all female theater be enough? Cause they pretty much do ANYTHING especialy Shakespeare:
I just left my husband alone with our two children for sixteen days. I was not worried about anything regarding the house, their food, or their wellbeing. I put all the appointments in the family calendar and my husband checked it and kept them. I literally did not worry about them. I missed them, and I was sad that they missed me, but I didn’t worry about them AT ALL. I need to impress upon you all that I missed their company, but was not worried for their welfare.
I also did no meal prep. I don’t even think I went shopping right before I left.
This is not about apples and oranges. This isn’t even about my husband. This is about the fact that this is apparently WEIRD.
Another mum at my daughter’s school is leaving for ten days. She’s taking her youngest (who is a very small baby) and leaving her husband with their two girls. She has been cooking for days preparing freezer meals. She’s panicking and deputizing her six year old to remind him how to make school lunches. AND I AM APPALLED.
A) He is definitely not helpless. (He’s a doctor or something.) What gendered bullshit. B) THAT LITTLE GIRL IS NOT OLD ENOUGH TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR HER AND HER SISTER’S WELLBEING. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. C) Why is she married to this person and creating children with him if he’s this big of an idiot?
While she was laughingly recounting this, the other mums were nodding and smiling sympathetically, like oh yes, I too have my caveman at home!! Such managing required! I was the only one who was like “Dude, he’ll be fine. Literally. He will be fine.” I said it a lot. She was not convinced. She kept bringing up her older daughter. She’ll be like a little mum!
NO.
NO NO NO NO.
NO.
Straight women, don’t do this shit. It’s gross. Don’t infantilize your husbands and then expect your daughters to pick up the slack. So fucking gross. So. So. GROSS.
The fact that so many adults think a six year old girl is more capable of learning and performing basic domestic tasks than a grown-ass man says it all, really.
This stuff is so toxic and awful. I told a car full of women one time that I refused to be in another relationship until I met a man who was capable of making his own doctors’ appointments and washing the dishes. They told me I was going to die alone.
Fuck this shit. Don’t enable men’s incompetence and label it cute.
Fun fact: a huge chunk of our notion of retro punk aesthetic is based on a specific technical limitation of one particular computer graphics card.
In a nutshell, back in the early 1980s, the first widely available graphics card to support colour display was the IBM Computer Graphics Adapter, which would later lend its name to the CGA video standard. Though in theory it supported sixteen simultaneous colours, doing so at an acceptable resolution required complex coding tricks that wouldn’t necessarily work on all platforms. In practice, the most you could count on was four colors – and what’s more, it had to be four specific colours. You had your choice of black/green/red/yellow, black/blue/red/white, or black/cyan/magenta/white. The black slot could sometimes be swapped out for a limited range of other colours, but the other three slots were fixed.
All three palattes saw use for various purposes, but for gaming in particular, the green/red/yellow palette was generally regarded as too garish, and the blue/red/white as too flat, so the cyan/magenta/white palette won out by default – and that’show we ended up with a generation of games that look like this:
Does that palette look familiar? It should – we slap it on basically everything that’s meant to evoke a retro 1980s aesthetic. But 80s fashion never actually looked like that: it’s literally just a technical limitation of one specific video card that’s become enshrined in our vision of the decade because an entire generation of video games was written for it.
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