Yet Another Reason To Hate Christianity

(April 12th 2024)

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In the olden days they did things so sensibly. Page 8 of The Liverpool Daily Post, 29 March 1937

unfortunately it appears that i'm some kind of insane person

Was it always like this

Was it always like this?

That when one wakes up and turns the radio on one is punched in the face with a shitload of frightening news

Was it always like this?

That when one open ones phone there are a thousand voices screaming that they are afraid of the future

Was it always like this?

Were elections always this terrifying

Was it always like this?

That the peace, the human rights, the entire ecosystem of our planet and the democracy is hanging by a string finer than hair

Was it always like this?

That politicians don’t care at all for the people or the truth just for power and money

Was it always like this?

javert turning up to to valjeans office like i am here to inform you that you have a problem with me

Thinking about... Grieving the undead.

Bob Headcanons But I Acknowledge That He’s Not Just Silly UwU Babygirl, He Was A METH ADDICT And That’s Important To Me

Those Two Things Are Not Mutually Exclusive :( Y’all Just Don’t Get Him Like I Do <3

Also get ready to READ, I got caught up in Bob being left to his devices in NYC and that's MY Shayla in MY emotional support city so this is long af

This bitch has a criminal record. he has spent time in jail. Maybe not PRISON but certainly jail. And not just for drug possession either. “Oh no but he’s too small and cute for jail 🥺” he attacked the gang with a metal sign wearing a chicken costume. depression and being babygirl isn’t a get out of jail free card. That man has run from the cops on several occasions.

Methhead lore you wouldn’t BELIEVE. Like true “Okay. Just be careful you don’t end up naked and jacking it in San Diego.” “…what the hell does that mean?” Type shit. Every time he drops the lore, the group has to take like a full business day to recover. And it’s not like overtly tragic or depressing stuff. It’s just genuinely so bewildering and out of left field. Example: Ava joined a fight club in Azerbaijan? Okay. Alexei started a gang in prison called the Russian Revolutionary? Yeah sure. Bob gave rabies to a raccoon? Wtf Bob

THE MOST type B person you’ve ever met. This mf hopped around the world for years, completely alone, pennies to his name, maybe a backpack’s worth of gear, heavily addicted to drugs, and he did not have a color-coded itinerary with him. He was hopping on buses he could not pronounce the destination of and showing up to airports 10 minutes before boarding doors closed. He was making choices purely on VIBES and METHAMPHETAMINE and SELF-DESTRUCTIVE TENDENCIES

The sentence “milk doesn’t really expire, it just turns to cheese, right?” are actual words he’s said before. Just trust me on this one.

Won't defend himself but he will be the hero for literally anyone he has ever had a single conversation with. (See: sacrificing himself so the Thunderbolts could escape Valentina.) HOWEVER he's not the "she said no pickles" kind of guy. He will instead buy another burger with his own money until they get it right to avoid the confrontation. Stupid? Expensive? A convoluted way of fixing the problem? Yes, but it's fine :) he wasn't going to spend that money anyway (lie)

Once he lives in the tower, Bob routinely gives out lunch to homeless people ESPECIALLY the ones that are clearly battling addiction. It would be an understatement to say that NYC isn’t very kind to its homeless population, and there is a big drug problem within that. Bob used to be in that situation, and he understands the shame of being looked down upon for it. So whenever he is alone during lunch, he’ll go out and give some food to the homeless guys in the subway, maybe eat with them, maybe chat with them too. (This is all on Valentina’s card obv) The others can tell when he does this because he comes back smelling like the 7 train.

Once he actually got in trouble with the cops for talking with one homeless guy beneath grand central station. The guy was super twitchy (withdrawal symptoms) and freaking out some other people nearby so the cops tried to kick him out, but Bob was like “hey no we’re talking. He’s not doing anything wrong. He’s my friend” and ended up getting in the cop’s face like what he did with Valentina, and the cops were all laughing at him and like “okay buddy don’t try to be a hero. This bum’s not worth a trip to the station” so anyways Bob punched a cop :) Bucky had to bail him out. Everyone else gave him a high five

A REALLY fast typer. Like his words-per-minute is phenomenal. It's his favorite stim at home. He was obsessed with his typing classes as a kid, and he loved the computer lab. It was quiet, and the typing noises in the background were so fun. Typing gives his brain the good tingles.

Feels so out of place whenever they’re in public. Not because people recognize him or he doesn’t like the city or anything. He’s just treated like a normal person now. He’s not that weird, twitchy, red-eyed guy people cross the street to avoid anymore. He’s just there. If someone bumps into him in line at a store, they say “excuse me” instead of muttering some insults. He can go to a library or a coffee shop, and the staff won’t hover over him like he’s going to steal something or squat there. He’s perfectly invisible, but he is nonetheless awarded a respect he didn’t previously have. (On good days, he feels free. On bad days, it makes him feel sick.)

At one point in life, Bob was actually a dishwasher for some restaurant/crime front for a gang that peddled drugs. Bob got some cash under the table for his work, drugs for keeping it hush hush, and something to do that made him feel useful :) he mostly did it for the drugs though ngl

He’s got that “oh I guess we’re doing this now” energy where he just goes with whatever the situation is to save himself the stress of fixing it. Once he got on the wrong subway train and just stayed the whole ride. Could have gotten off at any time and just taken the train back, but No. He was stuck there now. That was the new plan. He had to live with his consequences. (And he’d never been to Coney Island before. Who knows? Maybe it would be fun. (It was. Ava and Alexei joined him as well. They really liked the Cyclone.))

BIG people pleaser, BIG wanderer off. If they’re ever in Times Square together and they can’t see Bob, he either got roped into taking one of those CD handouts (this is parallel to how he got into drugs) OR he joined a conga line and subsequently got kidnapped. The group chat now threatens to buy him one of those leash backpacks whenever he disappears into a crowd.

Yk how people with anxiety tend to be the coolest under pressure? Well, when every single conversation feels like a gun to your head, and then one day, you do actually have a gun to your head, CONGRATS! You're already partially desensitized :D That is exactly how Bob survives every single encounter of having a gun to his head. (It happens frequently. Both before and after being Sentry. Like WAY too frequently.)

Got kidnapped like a month or two in because some guys thought he’d be an easy target to lure the “New Avengers.” they were right with the 'luring the New Avengers' thing, but they were NOT RIGHT in thinking he’d be an easy target. He’s one slippery mf and he’s got street smarts. (Btw I do not forgive y’all for forgetting Bob had the idea to get up the elevator shaft by linking arms or whatever. He’s still babygirl, but he does have brain cells.) The Thunderbolts/New Avengers/Avengerz/Name Pending arrive to see the bad guys have all somehow locked themselves in the room they intended to lock Bob up in, and Bob is just stimming in a swivel chair off to the side acting like he inconvenienced the kidnappers. "The room was too stuffy. I didn't like it anymore :/"

Definitely allergic to something but didn’t know until someone on the team was like “hey want some apple pie?” And he said “yeah sure but just a bit :) I can’t stand when you have too much apple and your throat gets all itchy, you know?” And everyone looked at him like “no Bob we do not know 👁️👄👁️”

Cannot keep a straight face to save his life. Maybe he can lie super well or make up a believable story, but you know he’s lying about something. (Honestly a good things he doesn't join them on missions.) The only reason he was able to keep stuff from the Thunderbolts when they first met him was because they just met him, but even then, they knew he was hiding shit. They just didn’t know what and they had other priorities.

Additionally, Bob is banned from being in the general vicinity of Valentina during press events because he CANNOT hide his utter loathing towards her. Just like the memory of getting his powers, Bob eventually remembers most of the whole Sentry debacle, including Valentina lying to him, trying to control him like a pet, making him fight everyone, then trying to use the kill switch. (But ESPECIALLY being mean as shit to Yelena.) Thus he is not allowed near Valentina in ANY promotional material, otherwise he will stare her down like he wants to pummel her. He doesn’t even mean to. But after they told him to fix his face for the cameras, he decided he also doesn’t care to stop. Sorry Valentina XX

Sometimes Bob gets really frustrated when one of the others won’t take care of themselves, like they won’t shower or brush their hair or eat. It isn’t because he’s judging them but because he’s judging himself. He kind of puts them on this pedestal and relies on them to set a good example, yk? (Is that healthy? Ofc not.) But if they can’t do the basic stuff sometimes, then how is he supposed to? It’s rare for these feelings to bubble up to that point, and it’s unfair to the others, and he knows that, but he can’t stop it sometimes. So instead of taking it out on them, he takes a breather somewhere else until he can articulate his feelings.

Bob was in the sentry box for almost a year (I know this probably makes zero sense but idc) so it surprised him when he saw the date on a calendar after they moved into the tower. At first, he didn’t care. In his own self-deprecating fashion, he figured a few months without him wasn’t the end of the world, maybe even for the better because he wouldn't have met his new friends otherwise...but the more he thought about it, the worse he felt. He had to spend a lot of extra sessions with their therapist to unpack that.

Let me know if you liked these! I didn't want to repeat all the cute ones that are being bounced around already like "he brings in strays" or "he likes wearing oversized clothes" (which btw are both real and valid, and I agree.) I just wanted to go in a different direction, almost like a character study actually.

I just love thinking about Bob's quirks that reflect his past in a way that isn't just cute and sad, yk? I like to think of the ones that are also annoying and inconvenient, the ones that directly reflect his difficult past where he made all those bad decisions and wrong turns. And the resulting traits are endearing sometimes, yes, but not always.

That's the message that got to me the most in the movie, accepting a person's annoyances or issues and still loving them. Not despite them but alongside them. Their good quirks and their bad quirks are what make up the whole person, and you need to acknowledge both sides to truly love someone, even if that person is yourself :(

These headcanons and all of the cute silly ones can coexist!! It's what makes a good character great, and it's what I love the most about Bob :)

OKAY BYE :D

you’ll find new people to have deep conversations with. you’ll find a new place to feel at home in. you’ll find a reason to be genuinely excited to wake up in the morning. you’ll find someone who will reinvent your tainted version of love. you’ll find a way to reconceptualise your feelings and turn to healthy ways to cope. you’ll find a way to reach your goal and improve yourself. you’ll find a way to live every day with inner peace and appreciation for everything you have.

One aspect of Les Mis that gets lost in adaptations is how critical Hugo is of the Church, and the way Christianity can be used as a tool of oppression. Myriel is not supposed to represent a normal bishop-- he's a bizarre outlier. He's a rebel. No one else in the Church likes him because he's the only one who calls out their hypocrisy. And it's not a coincidence that the Thing that made Myriel go from being a shallow careless aristocratic cad to a gentle compassionate priest was....the French Revolution.

It's fascinating how much Myriel actually ends up agreeing with the atheist rebel Conventionary's attitudes towards the Church--- but it makes complete sense when you look at the way he's been interacting with religion for the past few decades of his life!

In 1.1.12 we're told that Myriel is flat-out shunned by all other bishops and priests, largely because he has no interest in using the Church to gain power and wealth.

He “did not take” in Paris. Not a single future dreamed of engrafting itself on this solitary old man. Not a single sprouting ambition committed the folly of putting forth its foliage in his shadow. (...)The impossibility of growing great under Monseigneur Bienvenu was so well understood, that no sooner had the young men whom he ordained left the seminary than they got themselves recommended to the archbishops of Aix or of Auch, and went off in a great hurry. For, in short, we repeat it, men wish to be pushed. A saint who dwells in a paroxysm of abnegation is a dangerous neighbor; he might communicate to you, by contagion, an incurable poverty, an anchylosis of the joints, which are useful in advancement, and in short, more renunciation than you desire; and this infectious virtue is avoided. Hence the isolation of Monseigneur Bienvenu. We live in the midst of a gloomy society. Success; that is the lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption.

When he interacts with other bishops, it's with snarky frustrated comments about they waste all their money on luxuries while people are starving:

The fact is that he displeased them. Among other strange things, it is said that he chanced to remark one evening, when he found himself at the house of one of his most notable colleagues: “What beautiful clocks! What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great trouble. I would not have all those superfluities, crying incessantly in my ears: ‘There are people who are hungry! There are people who are cold! There are poor people! There are poor people!’”

He describes himself this way: I embarrassed them. The outside air penetrated to them through me. I produced on them the effect of an open door.”

Myriel is not normal! All of his acts of kindness and generosity, and the way he's so willing to shield outcasts and criminals, are explicitly framed as a kind of rebellion against the church. And, more importantly, it's all completely voluntary. He doesn't have to do any of it. His voluntary poverty is, emotionally, completely different from the actual real poverty of the people around him-- he never has to lose more than he can bear. If he doesn't want to give up everything, he can still choose to keep his fancy aristocratic silverware. I think that's part of why he doesn't protest against the Conventionary when he assumes that Myriel is ridiculously wealthy and lives in a palace full of luxuries. Even if the Conventionary was wrong about Myriel specifically....he's voicing the exact same criticisms Myriel has made of the church. He's saying all the things that Myriel has said to his own colleagues, the things that have made him an outcast. The Conventionary's:

You are a bishop; that is to say, a prince of the church, one of those gilded men with heraldic bearings and revenues, who have vast prebends,—the bishopric of D—— fifteen thousand francs settled income, ten thousand in perquisites; total, twenty-five thousand francs,—who have kitchens, who have liveries, who make good cheer, who eat moor-hens on Friday, who strut about, a lackey before, a lackey behind, in a gala coach, and who have palaces, and who roll in their carriages in the name of Jesus Christ who went barefoot!

is very similar to Myriel's:

“What beautiful clocks! What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great trouble. I would not have all those superfluities, crying incessantly in my ears: ‘There are people who are hungry!'

(And the Conventionary's comment about Jesus Christ preaching barefoot is very similar to the Bishop's earlier comments about how he is fine with travelling on the back of a donkey because it was good enough for Jesus Christ.) It's like, the Bishop thought the rebel atheist Conventionary was his enemy-- but after talking to him he discovers that he agrees with him far more, and on a far deeper level, than he agrees with any of his peers in the church.

And that's what he's getting at in the last lines of the chapter:

“Monseigneur, people are inquiring when Your Greatness will receive the red cap!”—“Oh! oh! that’s a coarse color,” replied the Bishop. “It is lucky that those who despise it in a cap revere it in a hat.”

People who despise the red hats of rebels revere the red hats of cardinals. But at this point Myriel seems to respect this outcast atheist rebel more than he respects any of the high church officials we've seen him interact with; he snarks at his bishop peers until none of them like him anymore, but he begs the conventionary for his blessing.

Could you maybe reblog this post if you think respecting trans peoples' names and identities is a basic right and not a political opinion?

No pressure. Just seeking some validation of my sentiment. Due to some. people