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oh i almost forgot
on the way home from work i realized that my kes and poe are kind of like chingachgook and uncas in last of the mohicans
and then i remembered i last read that book in 7th grade
(which is 1991, if you were smart enough not to be taken in by my outdated blog header which i have forgotten how to edit, i am not in fact 34 that is a dastardly lie and also accidental)
so like i don’t fucking remember that book but there was a bit where a man wastes his last shot on a mercy killing of a wounded enemy who is falling into a river and it’s super tragic and meant to be a big character moment
and i also remember that there were sentences that were in excess of a whole page long
but i was also eleven (and can you fucking believe they had to put a Roman numeral posthumously after the Gulf War because what the shit, what the shit america, and can you believe my sister had to go fight in the second one fucking twice, what the shit, but that’s all an aside)
Like, personal backstory here (my personal backstories are so boring but they are mine ok), my mom went to grad school in Cooperstown and kind of never got over it so of fucking course I read James Fenimore Cooper at an inappropriately young age and so, as a young adult, I was never, ever able to properly chuckle at all the NYS Thruway exit signs that talk about the Leatherstocking Region because I already knew that wasn’t a kinky fetish thing it was just a weird old gross white dude writing terrible Noble Savage tropes.
So don’t worry, if there’s any Last Of The Mohicans vibes it’s super well-filtered by the intervening uh 25 years of my actual life because I didn’t even check Wikipedia on that shit and I don’t actually remember anything of the book except gratuitous use of flintlocks and possibly inappropriate Daniel Day-Lewis whitewashing (did he play the white guy tho? I honestly didn’t see the movie except in the background at a party I went to in high school; I assumed he played the white guy and not the Native American but let’s be real it was the 90s they totally– WAIT I GOOGLED IT HE DIDN’T! OH MY GOD they had an Inuit play the Eastern Woodlands Tribesman which is actually I mean fuck that’s about four hundred thousand times better than Marvel is doing WHAT THE FUCK MARVEL IT WAS 1992 AND YOU CAN’T FUCKING KEEP UP???)
I am so disgusted I am going to why is this in italics what the
believe it or not i am sobering up now
oh my god it has been such a fucking week someone send me something nice
oh i almost forgot
on the way home from work i realized that my kes and poe are kind of like chingachgook and uncas in last of the mohicans
and then i remembered i last read that book in 7th grade
(which is 1991, if you were smart enough not to be taken in by my outdated blog header which i have forgotten how to edit, i am not in fact 34 that is a dastardly lie and also accidental)
so like i don’t fucking remember that book but there was a bit where a man wastes his last shot on a mercy killing of a wounded enemy who is falling into a river and it’s super tragic and meant to be a big character moment
and i also remember that there were sentences that were in excess of a whole page long
but i was also eleven (and can you fucking believe they had to put a Roman numeral posthumously after the Gulf War because what the shit, what the shit america, and can you believe my sister had to go fight in the second one fucking twice, what the shit, but that’s all an aside)
Like, personal backstory here (my personal backstories are so boring but they are mine ok), my mom went to grad school in Cooperstown and kind of never got over it so of fucking course I read James Fenimore Cooper at an inappropriately young age and so, as a young adult, I was never, ever able to properly chuckle at all the NYS Thruway exit signs that talk about the Leatherstocking Region because I already knew that wasn’t a kinky fetish thing it was just a weird old gross white dude writing terrible Noble Savage tropes.
So don’t worry, if there’s any Last Of The Mohicans vibes it’s super well-filtered by the intervening uh 25 years of my actual life because I didn’t even check Wikipedia on that shit and I don’t actually remember anything of the book except gratuitous use of flintlocks and possibly inappropriate Daniel Day-Lewis whitewashing (did he play the white guy tho? I honestly didn’t see the movie except in the background at a party I went to in high school; I assumed he played the white guy and not the Native American but let’s be real it was the 90s they totally– WAIT I GOOGLED IT HE DIDN’T! OH MY GOD they had an Inuit play the Eastern Woodlands Tribesman which is actually I mean fuck that’s about four hundred thousand times better than Marvel is doing WHAT THE FUCK MARVEL IT WAS 1992 AND YOU CAN’T FUCKING KEEP UP???)
I am so disgusted I am going to why is this in italics what the
believe it or not i am sobering up now
oh my god it has been such a fucking week someone send me something nice
