Please - Explain The "gnu Terry Pratchett" Tag You Use?

Please - explain the "gnu terry pratchett" tag you use?

Sure! It's from his Discworld novels (Going Postal). It's the in-universe version of "no one's truly dead as long as their name is still spoken".

The Discworld has a semaphore communications system and the operators use lettered prefix codes on certain messages to indicate whether they're for admin/system use in the semaphore towers rather than for delivery.

Adding GNU to a message means it should get passed on to the next tower in the line (G), processed without logging (N), then turned around at the end of the line and sent back the other way (U). So once started, the message is always kept moving through the air, tower to tower - always remembered, kept alive. The signallers, who've somewhat mythologised aspects of their jobs, start doing GNU for the names of their fallen comrades.

GNU Terry Pratchett. An in-joke and an in memoriam, cuz we miss and remember him.

who your fave actor/actress of colour?

I'm hopeless at picking faves. I have a bottomless capacity for adding new faves without demoting the others. But if I cheat and limit myself to people I've seen performing live, then Chiwetel Ejiofor's 2007 Othello blew me away so hard I still haven't recovered. I don't think any performer will ever dethrone him from "lifetime highlight stage performance" for me.

I've seen quite a few of the British 'greats' being awesome on stage, but I've never - except that night - been so caught up in the magic of someone's performance that I forgot to breathe until my chest hurt. He was spellbinding. He was surrounded by a great cast that included Ewan McGregor and Tom Hiddleston, and they all just faded into shadow whenever Ejiofor spoke. Magical. Perfection. Pure skill.

11.20 Don’t Call Me Shurley

A few more Stuff of Legend Live photos popped up on my Facebook feed yesterday.

writing dean winchester is like. he’s hideously selfish. he’s the most selfless person in the world. he’s pathetic. he’s strong. he’s completely clueless about his feelings. he feels everything too much. he hates himself. he’s the cockiest son of a bitch you’ll ever meet. he ignores his fear. his fear consumes him. he’s protective. he wants someone to protect him. he’s controlling and possessive. he’s soft-hearted and kind. he wants to bear the weight of the world because it’s the only thing that makes him feel useful. he doesn’t want to feel responsible for everyone and everything. he loves the hunting life. he just wants to be normal. he loves his brother. he hates his brother. he loves his father. he hates his father. he loves his mother. he hates his mother.

and writing sam winchester is like. he’s never fit in anywhere. he just wants to belong. he wants to get away from his family. he doesn’t want to let his family down. he’s full of anger. he’s the gentlest man in the world. he’s never had the ability to choose. he’ll do anything to preserve other people’s ability to choose. he’s a good hunter. he wants to be anything else but a hunter. he’s defiant. he’s complacent. he’s ashamed of the things he’s done. he’s proud of himself for who he is. he doesn’t ever want to kill. he’ll kill anything that threatens someone he loves. he feels suffocated by his brother’s love. his brother’s love is the only true thing he’s ever known. he hates his father. he loves his father.

everything about these characters is a contradiction. how can you not want to eat them alive, absorb them into your blood, and then spend the rest of your life trying to write them into a world where every single one of these things is true at the same time??? i’m absolutely. insane

positively one of my favorite scenes of castiel