what i love the most about classic doctor group shots is that they’re always this group of funny old men and then suddenly BAM PAUL MCGANN
one of those things is not like the others
In back to back episodes, none of Bashir’s friend notice he’s been replaced by a changeling, then his parents can’t tell they’re talking to a hologram instead of their son.
Like, wow, does anyone actually listen or pay attention to this guy?
'This is the end of a perfect day, Jeeves. What's that thing of yours about larks?'
'And, I rather think, snails.'
'Oh, yes, sir. “The year's at the Spring, the day's at the morn, morning's at seven, the hill-side's dew-pearled —”'
'But the larks, Jeeves? The snails? I'm pretty sure larks and snails entered into it.'
'I am coming to the larks and snails, sir. “The lark's on the wing, the snail's on the thorn —”'
'Now you're talking. And the tab line?'
‘“God’s in His heaven, all’s right with the world.”’
The same poem, Robert Browning’s ‘Pippa Passes,’ features a rather delightful error: “Besides the oft-quoted line “God’s in his Heaven/All’s right with the world!” above, the poem contains an error rooted in Robert Browning’s unfamiliarity with vulgar slang. Right at the end of the poem, in her closing song, Pippa calls out the following:
But at night, brother Howlet, far over the woods,
Toll the world to thy chantry;
Sing to the bats’ sleek sisterhoods
Full complines with gallantry:
Then, owls and bats, cowls and twats,
Monks and nuns, in a cloister’s moods,
Adjourn to the oak-stump pantry!
“Twat" both then and now is vulgar slang for a woman’s external genitals. It has become a relatively mild epithet in parts of the UK, but vulgar elsewhere. When the editors of the Oxford English Dictionary enquired decades later where Browning had picked up the word, he directed them to a rhyme from 1660 that went thus: “They talk’t of his having a Cardinall’s Hat/They’d send him as soon an Old Nun’s Twat.” Browning apparently missed the vulgar joke and took “twat” to mean part of a nun’s habit, pairing it in his poem with a priest’s cowl. The mistake was pointed out by H. W. Fay in 1888.”
Goodness, I hope Jeeves explained that very clearly to Bertie before he could go around quoting that poem in mixed company. (just as well he probably only knows the lines he’s heard from Jeeves)
Anonymous said: i just had the most beautiful thought about the wire: garak probs meant it when he was talking about how awful it is for him on the station, but that bitching about not believing he'd started enjoying lunch with bashir and his 'smug face'? that might have been accidental cardassian flirting like he was actually saying 'you are the only good thing about this place and you're almost worth it' but cardassian flirting guide is basically 'be an asshole' so to silly backwards human it was just mean
I have thought about this sort of thing frequently.
I often have talks about the times when we see Garak’s usual customer service veneer crack a little and it’s one of my favorite things. He spends a lot of time just being pleasant, soothing and restrained looking and then with the right stressor, he just kind of explodes and it’s sort of my jam so hard.
There must be so many subtle bits to Cardassian flirting and actual antagonizing to differentiate them. I should watch the episode with prolonged examples again. (Not that I think the actress sat there and decided that certain degrees of posture meant interest and others meant hate, but still.)
Though I still remember how upset The Wire made me when I first saw it. When Garak was throwing around “I hate you!” my shipping heart was devastated and I almost didn’t finish the episode. I was using the show, and those two, to cope with some awful shit, and I had a really tough time getting through the episode the first time.
Then it came out the other side even better, but it was hard times in the middle there.
I think this is why I tend to prefer to follow media fandoms that are concluded, so I don’t have to deal with the anxiety of not knowing what it’s safe to get attached to!
This is probably also why reading A Stitch in Time took me so long. But once I had that, and I knew that the books broke Bashir and Ezri up, and that their next idea was HORRIBLE, I continued happy knowing I could fit post-canon Cardassia anywhere I wanted, fuck everything~ (“HE IS ALWAYS! WELCOME! WAAAAAUGH!”)
(Sorry this took so long! You sent this back when Bad Things were happening and I’m just now going back into my inbox!)
do you ever get into one of those situations where you’re like “I need to stop hating this particular person it’s not going to get me anywhere I’m just going to grow up and move on with my life” but then they do the tiniest thing to piss you off and then you’re like “nope fuck you right off I want to throw you off a bridge”