you know when you’re at the dentist/orthodontist and they give you that AirTube that just gets rid of all your spit and makes you feel like you met a wind god and deepthroated his tornado dick
yknow what makes me emotional? that when Hippolyta gives Diana Antiope’s tiara she says “Make sure you are worthy of it” and Diana doesnt put it on (just like she doesnt let her hair down) up until she is going to go up the trench and like???? thats poetic cinema right fucking there my guys, Diana put on the tiara because she is basically the product of Hippolyta’s righteousness and Antiope’s fearlessness in battle, she put on the tiara because she feels like helping humanity and saving these people makes her worthy of it.
finally a powerful woman is powerful because of the *love women have given her* and the things women have taught her – after freaking decades of “i was raised by a single father and 15 rowdy brothers!” and other narrative conceits entered on men being the explanation for a woman’s power
“I was raised by my 700 warrior mothers” is a much better narrative.
all these pop songs about “doing work” and “work work work” make me feel like i’m in some heavy-handed YA dystopian novel where the evil capitalist overlords keep the proletariat in line with brainwashing/propaganda in song form
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