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After everything that happened in Ragnarok, imagine Thor hearing about Steve and Tony’s fight and being like “Really?! Thats why you all stopped working together?! Just get over it! I did! I’m still friends with Loki and he’s betrayed me three times since breakfast! This petty mortal shit is nothing!”
Loki: “Can confirm, poisoning his mead right now.”
Thor: “Ha! I’ve built up an immunity.”
Now I feel I was cheated on Civil War
Steve: “Well, we disagreed about this big political thing, and I mean big – almost every country in the world was involved.”
Thor: *nodding* “Right.”
Steve: “So we started to fight, I mean really fight. We each had about half a dozen friends backing us up.”
Thor: *nodding* “Always best to bring your friends along”
Steve: “And by the end, it was just me and Tony, and we… we really pounded each other…. no holding back.”
I think a lot of these igrnorant trolls would be incredibly shocked to learn that topics like cultural appropriation, media representation, societal privilege, and most other things that fall under the real of social justice actually come from academia, not Tumblr.
These conversations started at universities and colleges, not on the internet. The reductionist version of these ideas that people are being fed online are quite far removed from their academic originators.
Not shockingly, a lot of the pseudo-intellectualism that has been spawned from these well supported sociological theories comes from self-proclaimed “allies” of various marginalized communities, and not community members, themselves. Some such individuals have become so entangled in their ally-ship that they have created false ethnic and racial identities, and lied about academic credentials in order to stand on a higher soapbox.
If trolls would spend half as much time simply researching the academic side of social justice as they do mocking the pseudo-intellectuals who shout, “check your privilege!” they would actually do far more to dismantle the thing they hate. But, that’s a naively optimistic sentiment considering most trolls are, too, egotistical pseudo-intellectuals.
This is my first attempt at translating a song from Romani so I hope it goes okay! I think this song is in the Lovara dialect, which is a bit different from Kalderash (which I’m learning), but I could understand it pretty easily. I think there are some lines which might not be exactly right, but I was surprised that with only a month of Romani under my belt I could get so much of it. It’s also one of the first songs I listened to in Romani and so it’s very dear to me.
Korkore žav ande kalyi ratyi, Alone I go into the dark night me gindjinav pe muri dejori, I think about my dear mother Lingrav lake luludja šukara, I am bringing her beautiful flowers e dajake, žanav voj lošala. to my mother, I know she will be happy.
Soske, soske, Devla, si le but gindura? Why, why, does God have so many troubles? Soske si nasvalyi amari dejori? Why is our dear mother sick? Pe la dikhav, muro dji rovela, Looking at her, my soul weeps o Deloro hajkam sastyarel la. Perhaps the Almighty will cure her.
Pe felyastra kanak dikhav avri, Through the window I now look out, kathar o jiv e luma si parnyi, the world is white from the snow, šil si aba, naj amenge mišto, it is already cold, there is no good in it for us, adi luma xala o čorripo. this world destroys the poor.
Soske, soske, Devla, si le but gindura? Why, why, does God have so many troubles? Sam amen vi čorre taj vi bibaxtale. We are not just poor but also unlucky. Si pe luma but manuša laše, In this world there are many good people, aj Devlale, žutisar pe lende! oh God, bring help to them!
Just two small corrections: it’s why, why, God, do I have so many troubles. And: we are poor and unlucky. But otherwise great job!
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