Oxygen Ain't Nothing To Mess With

Oxygen ain't nothing to mess with

Humans live in a highly oxygenated environment. Oxygen is a very potent oxidizer (oxygen, oxidizer. It basically names a whole class of chemicals) we breathe a chemical that can destroy metals. We breathe rocket fuel.

There are a few different ways you could take this.

Human ships are highly prized among the galactic community because they’re basically indestructible. Since human ships have to withstand their caustic breathing mix, the rest of the galaxy sees them as highly armored. Flush human breathing gasses out and replace them, now you have a ship that can handle anything the galaxy can dish out!

Because only humans breathe oxy, they walk around alien stations and ships in complicated pressure suits. They become a faceless bogeyman.

Hydrogen peroxide is another oxidizer (also another rocket fuel) and we use it as a disinfectant.

While oxygen is not explosive itself, it can make other things way more reactive. Aliens could be flabbergasted that we live where things catch fire like, all the time (comparatively)

...just butt out. i can take care of myself just fine, all right? — no.

This is them btw

you know when todd is like i won’t read at poetry meetings nobody is gonna want me there i can’t read out loud i won’t do it and neil just looks at him like really looks at him and in the softest voice goes “you really have a problem with that don’t you” and he’s not judging todd at all he just finally understands how todd works and the fact that public speaking (especially to people he barely knows) is something that todd cannot handle and that’s okay and once he understands he just immediately is like okay how do i fix this because i want todd here and i want him to enjoy this with us and he just goes oh perfect i’ll rearrange some things and todd will wanna come :) it’s just so touching and todd probably isn’t used to people accommodating him he doesn’t even know what to do with it . my point is i am going insane over this

so i'm in the middle of a dead poets society breakdown/spiral/hyperfixation/etc, and something I really love about the movie is how nothing changes, if that makes sense. it's a story about a system, and it says, "this is the system. this is who it hurts. the end." there's no happy ending. there's no fix. the characters are left broken by the corruption around them, and by the time someone stands up for what's right, it's too late, the damage has been done, the people have been hurt, and nothing can undo it.

i think that's what i find so fascinating about it. in a lot of modern movies and tv shows, when confronting conformity and the systems that perpetuate it, they tear it down somehow. they make history, if that makes sense. dead poets society isn't history. nothing astronomical happened, truly—it's just a blip in time, a sequence of short events that really weren't important to anyone or anything. it won't be in any history books. no one will remember it fifty, sixty years down the line.

but it happened. and it mattered. and now that you know, now that you've been warned, it's time for you to make history:)

THE MOVIE ENDED HERE AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER IDC