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Go back into the annals of beloved '80s films, and you'd be hard pressed to find a movie closer to the hearts of thirty-somethings than The Goonies. I'll spare you the synopsis, as you most likely already know it, but if you don't, no need to worry - you've seen 20 other movies like it in its time. The template: nerdy but affable underdog(s) suffer unrelenting ridicule by jocks in varsity letter jackets but ultimately have their comeuppance, usually stealing a smoking hot girlfriend or two in the process.

In the case of The Goonies, a band of awkward, socially outcast kids set off to find a buried treasure, narrowly averting almost certain death and outrunning, among others, a popular high school jock named Troy. Troy is one of the classic cinematic archetypes of the 1980s; the jock. He's good looking, rocks a period-relative badass Mustang convertible, and he's a total prick. All we can do from the moment Troy enters the frame is to wait with baited breath to see Troy lose and the Goonies win.

And in that end, back in 1985 when the underdogs had their day, (and their bag of jewels), and the final credits rolled and we called our parents for a ride home, we realized something fantastic: It's true, we weren't Troy. But for the first time, thanks to The Goonies, we no longer wanted to be Troy. It was okay to be us, thank you very much.

Cut to present day.

What happened to the better part of a generation that once walked out of their local theater rooting for the Mikeys and Chunks and Datas of the world? They've turned into Troys. Troys who can't accept the differences in others and condemn the things they don't understand. Finger-pointing, shit-talking Troys.

Ask yourself: with whom do you identify more these days, Troy or the Goonies? And if you're reading this and you happen to be an Internet shit-talker, could it be because you think I'm Troy? Because honest to God, I've always fancied myself a Goonie; the underdog who toppled over the narrow-minded naysayers and walked away with a treasure.

So maybe this whole thing is one big misunderstanding and it turns out we don't need to go down as a generation remembered as having spent the '00s wearing our asses like hats after all. Maybe it will turn out that we needed a little time to figure out that in the end we're all just a bunch of Goonies.



a relic from the now dead diffindo_elite

The DG to my Glitch
The Mallory Knox to my Wayne Gale
The Ritchie to my Seth
The Paul to my John
The Harry to my Ron
The Earl Bassett & Bert Gummer to my Grady Hoover
The Jude to my Max
The Michael Bolton to my Peter Gibbons
The Ford Prefect to my Arthur Dent
The Charlotte to my Carrie
The Jules to my Vincent
The Batman to my Robin
The Snape to my Sirius
The Data to my Chunk
The Patty to my Selma
The Slater to my Michaels
The Daria to my Jane
The Harley Quinn to my Jonathan Crane
The Susanna Kaysen to my Lisa Rowe
The Mr. Blik to my Waffle
The Pete to my Pete
The Adrian Veidt to my Dan Dreiberg
The Morpheus to my Neo
The Elektra to my Rogue
The Juliette Hume to my Pauline Parker
The Pintel to my Ragetti
The Anthony Crowley to my Aziraphale
The V to my Finch
The Miho to my Gail
The Scotty to my McCoy
The Holmes to my Watson

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"Because woman's work is underpaid or unpaid and what we look like is more important than what we do and if we get raped it is our fault and if we love women it's because we can't get a real man and if we expect community care for our family we are selfish and if we stand up for our rights we are loud and if we don't we are typical weak females and if we want to get married we are out to trap a man and if we don't we are unnatural and because we aren't deemed responsible enough to decide if, when and how we give birth... WE ARE FEMINISTS."

in Sirius denial

Temple: Temple of Dionysus in Iria Naxos
Place: The Great Pit of Tartarus
Creature: Teumessian fox
Attribute: Pandora's Box (Pithos)
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