Mad Max and Motherhood

penfairy:

damnmydooah:

penfairy:

When Furiosa finds the Vuvalini, she announces herself with the following words: ‘I am one of the Vuvalini, of the many mothers. My initiate mother was Katie Concannon. I am the daughter of Mary Jo Bassa. My clan was Swaddle Dog.’

This tells us Furiosa came from a matriarchal culture where ‘initiate mothers’ and older female role models were considered just as important as real mothers. She was raised and taught by a whole host of mother figures, and she clings tightly to this part of her identity.

We also know that Furiosa was stolen to act as breeding stock, but when she failed to produce any children she was discarded as worthless and had to become ‘one of the boys.’ By her skill and determination, she worked her way up through the ranks of Immortan Joe’s war boys until she reached a position where she was able to escape.

And all this makes me realise how cathartic it must have been to meet the wives and form a relationship with them. Throughout the film we watch her care for them, protect them and teach them. We watch her pass on her skills and knowledge to this new generation of women. We watch her relate to these women as a woman herself. We watch as her attitude towards them becomes almost entirely protective and maternal. Her mention of having an ‘initiate mother’ is particularly striking, since it would appear that Furiosa became just such a mother to the wives.

The only part of motherhood Joe valued was the actual birthgiving - a sentiment gruesomely displayed by the crude caesarean forced on Angharad. But the Vuvalini had many different ways to be mothers, and Furiosa proves that the most important part of motherhood is not the production of children, but the act of teaching and protecting. This, alongside the wives’ assertion that ‘Our babies will not be warlords,’ the culture of toxic masculinity that surrounds the war boys from being separated from their mothers at birth and the fact that a new, peaceful generation is ushered in by the war pups lowering the lift and the Milking Mothers throwing off their chains to give water to Wretched, tells us that the true value of motherhood does not lie in the ability to bear children, but in a woman’s ability to teach, influence and shape future generations.

Marvel are you paying attention?

I’m sorry for the self-reblog, but thanks to this comment I can’t stop thinking about the contrast between the way Age of Ultron and Mad Max dealt with having an infertile female lead.

Natasha called herself a monster. It was her deep, dark, tragic secret. She feared no man would ever be able to love her. She thought it would keep her from being with the one she loved.

On the other hand, it was patriarchal society that told Furiosa she was worthless because she couldn’t have children. She was stolen to act as breeding stock, and when she failed to accomplish the one thing she was considered useful for, she was discarded.

And in response, Furiosa says fuck that.

“I am one of the Vuvalini,” she says. “I am one of the many mothers.” She may be infertile, but so what? Her place is still with the many mothers because motherhood is so much more than birth and pregnancy. She is the initiate mother of the wives and she protects them with all her rage and love and ferocity. She’s welcomed as the new ruler of the Citadel by children and the Milking Mothers.

Furiosa of the many mothers refused to let her worth be defined by the patriarchy’s narrow definition of motherhood. She spat in its face and tore the entire toxic institution to the ground so she could create a world where women’s roles as mothers went far beyond the mere production of children.

So yeah, take notes Marvel.

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egobus:

egobus:

one time when I was about four, the 10 year old neighbour boys attacked me with water guns and when I ran away and told my mom she gave me the hose and set it to pressure wash and basically told me to finish what they started  

update: when I told my mom about this post she told me that the boys actually ran to their mom to tell on me and their mom told them that they deserved it because they started the fight and let me continue to pressure wash her backyard and children

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a conversation i had with a 96-year-old woman

  • 96 yr old: You know how your parents probably say things like, "you were BORN with the internet, you don't know what it's like to live without!"
  • Me: yeah
  • 96 yr old: Well, my parents said that to me about electricity.
  • natasha: are u in love with bucky
  • steve: no
  • natasha: horton hears a bitch-ass liar
  • 9pm: "I'm going to bed now."
  • 10pm: "I'm going to bed now."
  • 11pm: "I'm going to bed now."
  • 12am: "I'm going to bed now."
  • 1am: "I'm going to bed now."
  • 2am: "I'm going to bed now."
  • 3am: "FUCK."
  • 4am: "FUCK."
  • 5am: "OKAY."

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theconcealedweapon:

If someone assaulted me, I would want it to be on video, so I can use it as evidence to convict them of assault.

If I had to kill someone in self defense, I would want it to be on video, so I can prove that it was self defense.

If I had a video of me killing someone in self defense and everyone was accusing me of murder, I would plaster the video all over the internet to prove that it was self defense.

So why don’t police officers feel the same way? Why aren’t the police begging for politicians to require all involuntary interactions with police to be on video? Why do police officers object, sometimes violently, to people filming them? Why do they wait so long to release the video when they’re accused of using excessive force?

Additionally, if I’d shot somebody I did not mean to die? I’d be calling an ambulance FIRST THING and then try my damnest to stench their wounds and keep them alive while waiting for it.

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amusewithaview:

rainnecassidy:

amusewithaview:

yesiamcold:

fuckyeahorchestra:

The Boston Symphony was performing Beethoven’s Ninth. In the piece, there’s a long passage about 20 minutes during which the double basses have nothing to do. Rather than sit around the whole time looking stupid, some bassists decided to sneak offstage and go to the tavern next door for a quick one. After slamming several beers in quick succession (as double bassists are prone to do), one of them looked at his watch. “Hey! We need to get back!”

“No need to panic,” said a fellow bassist. "I thought we might need some extra time, so I tied the last few pages of the conductor’s score together with string. It’ll take him a few minutes to get it untangled.“

A few moments later they staggered back to the concert hall and took their places in the orchestra. About this time, a member of the audience noticed the conductor seemed a bit edgy and said as much to her companion.

“Well, of course,” said her companion. “Don’t you see? It’s the bottom of the Ninth, the score is tied, and the bassists are loaded.”

heheh

rainnecassidy

bitch i literally tagged you on this like 3 weeks ago

it doesn’t show up when I search my tags, but I’ve long suspected that that function is broken.  *shrugs*  SORRY!

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If you’re pissed about Marvel neglecting Clint Barton’s deafness in the comics and making him a “normal hearing person” in the movies then reblog.

satan-has-assended:

crashthefandoms:

Seems like barely anyone even cares about the clear and blatant ableism in the movies

My cousin is 75% deaf and losing what he has rapidly. He’s also 7 years old. I remember the day he came up to me with his flurry of hands and slurred speech because everyone was buying his brother spider man stuff and he didn’t have a super hero like him. And I remember leaning in front of him, pulling his hearing aids out and signing the best i could to him about Hawkeye being deaf, and how he was still a super hero and his deafness didn’t make him any less. Granted, it was choppier than that because my signing isn’t spectacular. But his big eyes lit up and he went off running to his dad about Hawkeye. And when he saw the movie, he was so excited, he thought Hawkeye would be signing in the movie. And when he wasnt, when He barely had any lines and when he was hearing, it broke his heart.

Dont tell me ableism isn’t a big deal, or that representation doesn’t matter. Deaf Hawkeye made that little boy feel accepted and happy and the movies stole that from every deaf little boy and girl.

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mjwatson:

reblog this and put your eye colour, hair colour, and height in the tags!

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kehinki:

I want an inverse spy flick. The spy is a woman. Her whole team is made up of diverse women. All the villains are women. There is only one man in the entire movie and he is a Strong Male Character who is like 25 and decently ripped and has a scene where he slowly steps out of a pool wearing speedos because he is Confident and In Control of His Sexuality. We see his ass when he has to tug down his pants to get at the knife strapped to his thigh. His nipples are always erect for no fucking reason.

They are undercover in a nightclub. In order to keep their cover from being blown, he has to kiss another man. 

He knits to relieve stress and to keep his mind sharp. It is never discussed by any of the characters. 

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