"in district 8 they make clothes for people in the capitol to wear" EIGHTH GRADERS. THIS IS A LESSON FOR EIGHTH GRADERS.
The people of District 12 apparently love their fiber arts. It’s because they’re real, authentic people, unlike the phony-baloneys from the Capitol, who wear clothes made by sad computers or whatever. [x]
okay the internet knitting community did legitimately freak out about this one because it’s actually a clever piece of fabric. it was frankened/reverse-engineered (in both knit and crochet) within a week of the movie premiere and duplicates are selling for $130 on ebay.
omg dystopian knitwear is one of my favorite topics
sorry this line is fucking stupid, like, the whole point of the book is that the production of the capitol is labor performed by actual people who don’t live in the capitol, including clothes, like?? there’s a whole district for that? it was written for teenagers and children to be like “oh, i see what they are saying about how stuff is made, like in real life.” like it’s made for children to be able to figure it out. jesus lord.
I’m writing a pastoral elegy about dumb baby poets who have never met a sheep in their goddamn life, and enclosure movements, and textile mills
I went back to find this so I could remind myself to do something with “I am seeking to rescue the poor stockinger, the Luddite cropper, the “obsolete” hand-loom weaver, the “Utopian” artisan, and even the deluded follower of Joanna Southcott, from the enormous condescension of posterity” which is what I was talking about even if I didn’t say it but I’m not actually gonna do this any time soon because it’s not a pop punk song although
in looking for this post I found some Blake stuff even though I do have at least half a pop punk song where my Blake feelings (then what about a goat, nibbling a tin can on the ground) but I don’t have any pop punk songs ft. what dread hand & what dread feet which is truly an oversight
the best anticapitalists are the bros employed at east lansing drunk food restaurants who are really bad at doing work
I had a great work day on May Day! but fuck you ‘cause I’m in a union and a public worker and I helped an 8 year old boy learn about juneteenth :) and an enemy of mine got robbed by someone poorer than them probably :)
yesterday a cop came into my work and while he was waiting for somebody to talk to him i was browsing apartment therapy at the circ desk computer
moratorium on michigan punx (esp. gr calvinists) using “rust belt” unless they are or are descended from auto workers and uaw members
did I ever tell you that my mother’s grandfather lost his ear as a child building railroads? he was a child railroad laborer! he was allegedly like…seven. my aunt’s late husband traced his lineage back to a series of home children. he grew up in burton.
take care of your furniture. seriously, how many talks have you gotten about sustainability and community-building and labor from 25 y/os with houses furnished in a combination of plywood Target salvage and really nice antique wood furniture they get beer rings on and will have aged past its century in the 2 years it lives in a co-op or w/e