why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain
no one tell him
Scheduling this to post on March 15 because it needs to happen.
This meme population has persisted in the pre-internet ecosystem since 44 BC, but for over a millennium the meme remained at very low population levels. Introduction to the theater habitats of England in approximately 1599 by an early meme ecologist (also notable for the introduction of such memes as Damned Spot and To Be Or Not To Be) caused a population boom that has led to the continued stable population of Ides of March despite the extinction or near extinction of the Ides of other months and all known Nones and Kalends.
The Ides Of March, like many other calendar memes such as April 25th (The Perfect Date), Thursday The 20th, and It’s October 3rd, has a life cycle that can confuse amateur memeologists. These memes benefit greatly from the presence of scheduled posts in the ecosystem, appearing absent until their highly specific time, when the memes all bloom simultaneously and dominate the dashes of many users.
“When Caesar saw Brutus among his attackers, Plutarch writes, ‘he covered his head with his toga and let himself fall.’ Suetonius adds that, according to some reports, he said in Greek: ‘Kai su, teknon’ (which Shakespeare turned into the Latin ‘Et tu, Brute?’). It literally means ‘You too, child,’ but what Caesar may have intended by the words isn’t clear. Tempest cites ‘an important article’ by James Russell (1980) ‘that has often been overlooked’. Russell points out that the words kai su often appear on curse tablets, and suggests that Caesar’s putative last words were not ‘the emotional parting declaration of a betrayed man to one he had treated like a son’ but more along the lines of ‘See you in hell, punk.’”
My Chemical Romance, I Never Told You What I Do For A Living / George Clint, ’Julius Caesar,’ Act III, Scene 2, the Murder Scene (1822) / Vincenzo Camuccini, The Death of Julius Caesar (1825-1829) / William Holmes Sullivan, ‘Julius Caesar,’ Act III, Scene 1, the Assassination / William Holmes Sullivan, 'Julius Caesar,’ Act III, Scene 2, Marc Antony’s Oration
Learning about the Ides of March in middle school was so surreal for me because it’s my birthday, so when the teacher started talking about March 15th and Caesar’s murder, everyone who knew my birthday gave me the side eye like I was the one who stabbed him, so I was sitting there like
A piece I did for ABV Gallery’s Drink & Doodle event last month. I almost forgot to post this here!
A revisitation of one of my characters, Claire, for the event. It’s always odd revisiting a character after some time away and seeing what changes have occured in that absence. I think I’ll have to populate my sketchbook a little more with her and Cam here in the coming months to keep up with their evolving forms. Form, while fluid, follows function, or so goes the saying.
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