We still don’t know when we’ll get to hear actual new AC/DC, but in the meantime, this actually kinda-sorta suffices: a YouTuber known as Funk Turkey put all of the legendary Australian band’s lyrics into the program lyrics.rip, hit the “Generate” button, recorded the results whilst doing his finest impression of Angus Young, Brian Johnson and company. The resulting song, “Great Balls,” is about as accurate a parody of AC/DC as you’re likely to ever hear. And even if you don’t agree with that assessment, well… the lyrics are pretty goddamn funny.
|May 11, 2020 | DR. JORDAN B. PETERSON|
|Mothers, Sleeping Beauty, and the Beast|
On the Female Heroic Archetype
Q&A from August 2018
Q: What is the female equivalent of the hero archetype?
A: The figure of Mary is actually a heroic figure in and of itself.
… The thing about Mary is that she knew initially, when she agreed to give birth to the savior of mankind, that he would be broken. And that’s an archetypal story, because women know in their heart of hearts that their children are going to be broken and killed by the world. That’s the human condition. And of course, a woman who’s well developed loves her child more than herself, loves her child more than anyone else—which is something you can’t really understand till you’ve had a child—but is still willing to bring that child into the world, knowing full well what his or her fate will be. And so there’s real heroism in that.
And then there’s the standard heroism that a woman can undertake where she develops her masculine side, which is basically what happens for example in Sleeping Beauty. When Sleeping Beauty is awakened by the prince’s kiss, you can think of her being rescued by an actual man, but you can also think of that as the masculine part of her psyche waking up her unconscious femininity so the two of them can unite and rule the kingdom. It’s a perfectly reasonable interpretation of that story. And so that would be the development of the masculine side in a female—the side that’s stalwart and forthright and willing to go forth into the world and conquer uncertainty.
And then there’s the Beauty and the Beast archetype, which I think is in some sense the primary female sexual archetype. Beauty and the Beast is another kind of dragon-slaying story. It’s more like a “dragon-taming” story, I suppose, where the woman—the virginal woman who’s out for an adventure—finds a beastly male. And that’s the dangerous man that I was talking about earlier, the man who has the capacity, say, to kill; the capacity to harm; the capacity for violence at hand. Right? At hand. And [she] then proceeds to tame him, which is a real adventure…
Summary: Men and women are going their own way. The result might be a crisis of unimaginable size, and more difficult to fix than putting Humpty Dumpty together again. Think of it as social entropy, an arrow that runs in only one direction. Emma Watson going her own way. Women going their own way. Vogue and…
These stories often have sad endings, but not the sort that the next generation of women are likely to learn from. The careers and parties are fun, and women gain experience year by year. They tell of women leading lives with men as bit parts — wandering on and off stage (wisely, as such women will file for divorce on the slightest whim). But they learn too late that time was not their friend. As in Sciortino’s tale of life in the 30’s. Red emphasis added, highlighting one of the great themes in feminist literature (it’s not the woman’s fault).
“But it’s not just that being single suddenly feels alienating in your 30s. It’s also that dating itself becomes more difficult. For one, the stakes are higher. You don’t want to waste your time on someone who doesn’t feel like they could be ‘the one.’ But simultaneously, thinking “would he make a good dad?” after knowing someone for the duration of a martini makes you feel like an insane, rom-com cliché of a woman. Not ideal.
“Essentially, we are far more discriminating in our 30s than we were in our 20s, which is both a blessing and a curse. We know more about what we want and what we won’t tolerate — but to a point where almost no one is good enough. I find myself having thoughts like, ‘I could never date him, he wears V-necks.’ Or, ‘He was nice, but he sleeps in a mezzanine bed.’ And this perpetual dissatisfaction is especially true in New York, where inflated egos are paired with incredibly high standards and the illusion of infinite choice.
“That cliché of thinking ‘someone better might be just around the corner’ is real. But I keep turning corners, and I keep meeting finance guys with high cholesterol who just discovered Williamsburg. Sigh. Sometimes I think I should’ve picked someone when I was 25 and stupid, and then just made it work.
“The catch is, as we become increasingly picky, the pool of soul mates keeps getting smaller. Here’s another 30s development: Now, when I meet a cute guy, he’s often already married. Just recently, I felt like I was truly connecting with my orthodontist — I mean, he’s literally been putting his fingers in my mouth for six months — only for him to drop last week that he has a wife. I feel mislead.“
Much of this genre of women’s literature consists of tales about women attempting to “have it all” (often with disastrous results) — and others saying that women cannot have it all (here, here, and here).
What happens to these women if they either do not find Mr. Right, or cannot convince him to marry her? Cats. Women’s media comforts them about their choice. Such as Cosmo” “Because, let’s face it, cats are often more emotionally intelligent than men. …The cat is permanent; you’re replaceable.”
The Order of the Golden Fleece was defended from possible accusations of prideful pomp by the Burgundian court poet Michault Taillevent, who asserted that it was instituted:
“ Non point pour jeu ne pour esbatement,
Mais à la fin que soit attribuée
Loenge à Dieu trestout premièrement
Et aux bons gloire et haulte renommée.
Translated into English:
“ Not for amusement nor for recreation,
But for the purpose that praise shall be given to God,
In the very first place,
And to the good, glory and high renown.
Today I thought I should talk about something different, stalkers and secret admirers.
Why do people become stalkers or secret admirers, even more importantly why do some people have stalkers ?
actually stalk me, for me it was a very weird and somewhat scary experience.
The girl was in love with me, but I did not feel the same for her at all ( Seeing as I am not attracted to girls at all) but it was a very traumatizing and stressful situation.
People characterized as stalkers may have a mistaken belief that another person loves them, or that they need rescuing.
Stalking can sometimes consist of an accumulation of a series of actions which in themselves can be legal, such as calling on the phone, sending gifts, or sending emails. ( and I have experience all of the above, receiving email, phone calls, pictures of me taken when I didn’t even know it, weird gifts)
Despite a growing body of research in the past five years, stalking is still very misunderstood by the public, the courts and law enforcement. For practical purposes there are three types of stalking.
Relationship stalking occurs when a couple breaks up. But that is not stalking in a legal sense. It just looks like and feels like stalking.
Obsessional stalking develops because of the way the couple interacted and the way they broke up. Obsessional stalking is a psychological problem that has many causes but in general it is the result of an “on again” and “off again” relationship as was well as a “desire and fear of a relationship” in one person and “fear of separation and loss” in the other.
The childhood of at least one of these people is usually emotionally barren or emotionally abusive.
Delusional stalking occurs when a mental disorder causes the person to become obsessed or fixated on some unsuspecting person because of what amounts to a medical condition.
Moving on, secret admirers aren’t really different from stalkers.
I think the only difference is that we somehow know that the secret admirers won’t actually ever hurt us, or hurt other people because of their professed love for us.