#“man hands on misery to man. it deepens like a coastal shelf”

[slashingdisneypasta]

The only poem I know off by heart is that one by Philip Larkin that Count Olaf quoted before he died in The End and I think that says a lot about me XD

#they fuck you up. your mum and dad #they may not mean to but they do #they fill you up with faults they had and add some extra. just for you. #but they were fucked up in their turn by fools in old style hats and coats #who half the time were soppy stern. and half at one anothers throats. #“man hands on misery to man. it deepens like a coastal shelf” #so get out as fast as you can. and dont have any kids yourself. #(i may get a few words wrong but thats it! ^^ i love it) ❤️ #Count Olaf

[halfdeadfriedrice]

I love that Mat just speedran Russian Doll season 2. I don't know that he got. Any of the benefits. But I did love it.

#wheel of time show #wheel of time show spoilers #man hands on misery to man it deepens like a coastal shelf #get out as quickly as you can and dont have any kids yourself #-ishamael maybe

[lucydacusgirl]

I want to learn this be the verse off by heart because it feels like a good one to be able to recite but I can't let philip larkin win like that

#they fuck you up your mum and dad they may not mean to but they do they fill you with the faults they had and add some extra just for you! #actually i know the first and last verse already #thats enough I don't need the second verse #literally man hands on misery to man it deepens like a coastal shelf get out as early as you can and dont have any kids yourself

[girderednerve]

in honor of my dad texting me for the first time in nine months, here's a journal entry i wrote some weeks ago after i had a dream that was sort of about him

The dream went like this: I was back in high school, and I was spending time with [Billy], who probably no longer goes by ‘[Billy],’ who has probably grown into some flavor of unpleasant man, who was a few flavors of unpleasant back in high school too, upon reflection. I was worse, of course. At any rate, I was back in high school, engaged in the awkward joviality that I managed all the time, and I was talking to [Billy], who was struggling with something. We were in a crowded room. The dream swept along so convincingly at the time and now I hardly recall it, which is how this sort of thing always shakes out. But there we were, at some brightly lit classroom table, surrounded by the swell of normal classroom noise, and he was talking about his father. This was the one major thing we had in common, right: an ex-military alcoholic father, as though such a feature in one’s life operates in ways common across families. We had some shared experiences, at any rate. He was talking about his father, and in the dream, I laughed—I laughed—I said, ‘well, [Billy], mine is dead,’ as a casual aside, telling him, I think, telling him that things would get better. He’d get free. ‘Mine is dead.’ I woke up still thinking it was true. It felt true. It felt freeing. I laid there for a while in quiet contentment before I remembered that it wasn’t true, that I hadn’t been speaking with an earnest, well-intentioned pompousness from a place of advanced experience to a fellow-traveler, but rather feeling something I had never felt. A liberated sensation.

I don’t think I want my dad to die. I don’t think I want him to die. My partner & I joke a lot about physical violence done to others, retributive, political; they offer regularly to kill my father. I always demur. I do not think these offers are made in earnest but they are nevertheless sincere. And I thought, I thought, Would that help? would it help? is this the moment I’ve been missing? John Darnielle in an interview talking about the great weight lifted when your abuser dies, how he carried something he did not even see until he set it down. I don’t think I want my father to die. Most days I don’t even think of him as, as an abuser, or not as my abuser. Now I think of him as being pulled awkwardly in many directions. Kate Bush voice you’re tearing me asunder. O there is thunder in our hearts. That’s a misquote but I’m keeping it anyway.

It was a bad week for other reasons. More than twenty people were murdered in an elementary school in Texas. The police stood in a hallway rather than intervene. Fourth graders begged for help and were left in a locked classroom with a gunman on a rampage. It’s too immense to look at. It’s too horrible to see. This, too, is within the scope of human experience; this, too, is something that we might do to one another. We can talk about policy, about access to guns & various social ills from bullying to healthcare costs; at some point, though, I just feel again how there is no downward limit, nothing that prevents us from hurting each other beyond repair. There’s some temptation here to mythologize, or retreat into fantasy. I think this is a natural flinch, or an effort to make a meaning, a narrative. I have been resisting. I have been resisting.

So I woke from my dream and I laid still & strange, my head empty. I might have thought about weeping. My partner woke up & tried to comfort me. I said, misleading, inadequate: I had a bad dream. And they told me that they love me, that I am a good person, and these things sound so hollow and I don’t know why. There can be no content to this claim. I don’t know how to make it resonate when I say the same to them: I love you, you’re a good person. I am not a good person. I am hardly a person, most days. I am sitting still. I am helping no one. I am living a small life, of small purpose. These are not crimes but they are not great feats either. Perhaps there is a definitional question, about good or about person. Perhaps I have lost the thread. Eventually I told them about my dream, unable to quite express it, and then I said to them, after this great pause where I tried to think it through and make sure that it was right to say: I hope your dad dies. I hope he dies. I’ve said this to them before so I don’t know why the great contemplation felt necessary, but it did. Everything moved a little more slowly. I think I cried. I hope he dies. I hope one day you walk free.

How horrible to imagine that someone else dying is a required condition for my freedom or my security. I don’t want to knit beside the guillotine. Some days I do, I guess, feel a vindictive urge, or rather a trapped rage: the world is full of cruelty, the world was built to foster cruelty, to make a new world we first must undo this one. Someone will suffer for it. A forward progression, slicked by Bezos’ blood. But that feels in some ways very removed, very political, which is, perhaps, a failing: every person is a person, actual & whole, whether or not they behave badly, & we have some obligations as a result, not least a durable acknowledgement of that personhood. But it does still feel different, to imagine so pointedly that someone I know might die & that it might not be universally terrible. A heavy thing, maybe. It hurt me to imagine. I wanted to remember it.

#there truly is no excuse for this whatsoever i'm just having a minute #cw for mentions of parental death [imagined] & references to uvalde below the cut #bad dad blues #irredeemable whining #nothing bad has ever happened to me #man hands misery on to man. it deepens like a coastal shelf. #there are birds flying under bockscar

[rhaenyratheecruel]

Man hands on misery to man; it deepens like a coastal shelf.

#rhaenicent #rhaenicentedit #rhaenicentdaily #rhaenyra x alicent #rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #viserys i targaryen #house of the dragon #rhaenyratargaryenedit #alicenthightoweredit #hotdedit #asoiafedit #hotd #asoiaf #made by me #welighttheway #dailyhotdgifs #userjavi #useriselin #userserin #gameofthronesdaily #hotdsource #fireandbloodsource

[itslucyhenley]

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.

They may not mean to, but they do.

They fill you with the faults they had

And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn

By fools in old-style hats and coats,

Who half the time were soppy-stern

And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man.

It deepens like a coastal shelf.

Get out as early as you can,

And don’t have any kids yourself.

“This Be the Verse” by Philip Larkin (x)

#ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers #dude my grandmother used to do stuff like this #she would just start saying some poignant shit and then you slowly realized it was a poem she had memorized #as jamie tartt would say old people are so wise #mae a legend

[gibsonsgirl]

"they fuck you up, your mum and dad. they may not mean to, but they do. they fill you with the faults they had and add some extra, just for you.

but they were fucked up in their turn by fools in old-style hats and coats, who half the time were soppy-stern and half at one another's throats.

man hands on misery to man. it deepens like a coastal shelf. get out as early as you can, and don't have any kids yourself."

—Philip Larkin, This Be The Verse

#succession #succession hbo #shiv roy #kendall roy #logan roy #caroline collingwood #tomshiv #kenrava #jeremy strong #sarah snook #matthew mcfayden #tv shows #hbo series #poetry #parallels #roy siblings #waystar royco

[praecurokat]

Ted Lasso S3E11 Thoughts- Mom City

Why do i feel like the players wanting Nate back unanimously is a dream sequence… it seems too ‘perfect’ to be true- never mind, I guess

The blue moon in this episode (like in the beard episode w Man City) ties in to its ‘dream-like’ atmosphere, rare events, and Man City (the blue moon chant).

“And the key symbol there, that makes the whole thing beep until Beard comes over and fixes it for me.”- Ted. Aww i love references to Ted and Beard’s relationship!

“That goal is a lie. It should be retracted from the records. I apologize to everyone, especially the kids.”- Jamie

"You can keep those well manicured mitts of yours wherever you’d like!”- Ted’s Mom. Haha the realization dawning on Rebecca’s face as she said that!

“Did Teddy ever tell you about the time he ate a candy bar made of poop?” Reference to a throwaway line from another episode.. Ted Lasso never misses with the details!!

Trent trying to score a sneaky little interview with Ted’s mom.. I respect the hustle

“Trent, your hair is fabulous. It really is. It’s just stylin’.” - Ted’s Mom, also EVERYONE EVER

Poor Van Damme living in abject fear of Dani Rojas to the point that he now wears a mask…

“I think it’s more important to be safe than to look cool.”- Jamie. Roy heard that and was like… thats strange.. that’s suspicious…

“Are you fucking dying or some shit?”- Roy to Jamie after he started crying

"No, no no. I’m just tired. But I can’t.. sleep and I can’t eat. And i wash me hair, but I don’t use any conditioner anymore cause I- Like, what’s the fucking point?” Wow so this episode is trying to emotionally wreck me..

I am crying please this is so sad someone help himmmmm

“If you bring that Judas back, I will burn this place to the fucking ground!” Straight to arson, Beard being reasonable as always.

“Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, and don’t have any kids yourself.”- Mae, poetically

THE CONTRAST BETWEEN EVERYONE AT THE MOVIE CRYING AND JAMIE SITTING THERE STONE FACED AFTER KNOWING WHAT HE IS FEELING…

Roy speechless staring at Jamie and his mom is sending meee

“This guy on twitter, he kept saying that it was blonde, but it’s fucking walnut mist mate.”- Jamie. “Yeah obviously. He's done a lovely job, it’s dead natural.”- Jamie's Mom.

I will be analyzing Jamie’s room for ages… the Roy Kent poster..Roy’s HAIR

Not Jamie having posters of BOTH Roy and Keeley… this revelation will send many people into a frenzy!!

“Van damn he’s been good today!” Surprised it took this long to use that pun- unless it was in an earlier episode?

“Personally, I’m fine with him playing hurt, I played hurt all the time.”- Roy, about Jamie. “You can’t walk up stairs.”- Beard

What Happened to Jamie’s dad?? Did i forget a major plot point from a previous episode?

Damn didn’t expect Beard’s backstory but makes sense for his character and the story

The scene between Ted and his mom was really good but all I could focus on was Ted leaving his apartment door open that whole time..

Not the abrupt cliffhanger ending.. i mean we all know what Ted was gonna say.. but still….

I mean the next episode is titled ‘So Long, Farewell’, so I guess it’s not really a cliffhanger…

#ted lasso spoilers #anotherofmybrilliantthoughts #ted lasso s3 #jamie tartt #trent crimm #roy kent #keeley jones #coach beard #sam obisanya #rebecca welton #richmond himbos #isaac mcadoo #nate shelley #ted lasso

[t00muchheart]

I’m reading young hearts and one of the chapter titles references larkin’s poem this be the verse and I genuine can’t believe I never made the connection between this, one of my favorite poems, and dean winchester (/all the winchesters let’s be real)??

For those who don’t know it, the poem is:

This Be the Verse

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.

They may not mean to, but they do.

They fill you with the faults they had

And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn

By fools in old-style hats and coats,

Who half the time were soppy-stern

And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man.

It deepens like a coastal shelf.

Get out as early as you can,

And don’t have any kids yourself.

#philip larkin #this be the verse #spn #supernatural #spn meta #dean winchester #winchesters #john winchester #mary winchester #teen dean #teen dean winchester #fic

[slashingdisneypasta]

There is not a villains death that will ever be more sad or satisfying as Count Olaf's death.

Count Olaf gave Kit a faint smile. "You're not the only one who can recite the words of our associates," he said, and then gazed out at the sea. The afternoon was nearly over, and soon the island would be covered in darkness. "'Man hands on misery to man,'" the villain said. "'It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can- '" Here he coughed, a ghastly sound, and his hands clutched his chest. "And don't have any kids yourself,'" he finished, and uttered a short, sharp laugh. Then the villain's story came to an end. Olaf lay back on the sand, far from the treachery of the world, and the children stood on the beach and stared into his face.

His eyes shone brightly, and his mouth opened as if he wanted to tell them something, but the Baudelaire orphans never heard Count Olaf say another word.

- A Series of Unfortunate Events #13; The End, Lemony Snicket

#it KILLS!! #in fact that verse he was quoting is the only verse from a poem i know off by heart #they fuck you up. your mum and dad #they may not mean to but they do #they fill you with the faults the had #and add some extra- just for you #but they were fucked up in their turn #by fools in old-style hats and coats #who half the time were soppy-stsrn and half at one anothers throats #man hands on misery to man #it deepens like a coastal shelf #get out as early as you can #and dont have any kids yourself #(this be the verse by philip larkin) #Count Olaf #A Series of Unfortunate Events #A Series of Unfortunate Events; The End #Book Villains of my Childhood #Book Villains

[miserym]

"They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had and add some extra just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn by fools in old-style hats and coats, who half the time were soppy-stern and half at one another's throats. Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can and don't have any kids yourself."

***

"Sıçarlar ağzına, annenle baban. Belki istemeden ama sıçarlar. Seni tüm hatalarıyla doldururlar ve sırf senin için biraz daha eklerler. Ama onların da ağzına sıçıldı vaktiyle, eski tarz şapkalar ve paltolar giyen aptallar tarafından, vakitlerinin yarısını saçma bir ciddiyetle ve yarısını da gırtlak gırtlağa harcayan. İnsan insana sefalet verir. Kıyı sahanlığı gibi derinleşir. Olabildiğince çabuk kurtul ve kendin de çocuk yapma."

- Ted Lasso 3x11

#ted lasso #season 3 #3x11 #jason sudeikis #hannah waddington #tv serie #tv series #tv-serie #tv-series #tv quote #tv-quote #tv-quotes #tv quotes #family #mum #dad #philip larkin

[jodjuya]

Oxenfree II: Lost Signals Captures the Horror of Parenthood - Paste Magazine

Aaaargh, this essay is SO GOOD!!!

Joseph Stanichar really has his finger on the pulse here. The 'parenting gap' - that gulf between the parent you are and the parent you wish you could be - is agonising at the best of times. I can't think of how to eloquently convey just how extra unpleasant it is when intergenerational trauma is involved, but yeah, that's such a fucking doozy...

Throughout my playthrough of "Oxenfree II" I was striving my absolute hardest to have a positive relationship with Rex, to not fail him as a mother the same way Riley's dad failed her.

...only for her to fail him in New And Exciting Ways. 😫

They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at one another’s throats. Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don’t have any kids yourself.

"This Be The Verse", by Philip Larkin

#oxenfree 2 #blogging #parenting gap #parenting #jodjuyas video game reviews

[estellaestella]

This Be The Verse

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.

They may not mean to, but they do.

They fill you with the faults they had

And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn

By fools in old-style hats and coats,

Who half the time were soppy-stern

And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.

It deepens like a coastal shelf.

Get out as early as you can,

And don't have any kids yourself.

-Philip Larkin

#philip larkin #they fuck you up

[boobi-boy]

This Be The Verse

BY PHILIP LARKIN

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.   

They may not mean to, but they do.   

They fill you with the faults they had

And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn

By fools in old-style hats and coats,   

Who half the time were soppy-stern

And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man.

It deepens like a coastal shelf.

Get out as early as you can,

And don’t have any kids yourself.

this is my favourite poem. it lost larkin his poet laureate status and it is intensely sirius and regulus coded

#honorable mentions of barty and remus #i mainly wanted to make ppl read this poem #its so fucking real #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #harry potter #they fuck you up your mum and dad #this be the verse #phillip larkin #poetry

[hvbris]

𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐅 A Series of Unfortunate Events

Full Name: Count Olaf

Aliases: S., Stephano, Al Funcoot, Captain Sham, Coach Genghis, Gunther, Detective Dupin, Mattathias

Family: Unnamed parents, deceased.

Love interests: Esmé Squalor, Kit Snicket

Date of Birth: November 16 (Scorpio)

Age: mid-40s, or "whatever old kids think old people are"

Height: 6'2" (1m87)

Hair: Grayish brown

Eyes: Blue

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Faceclaim: Neil Patrick Harris

Book and headcanon-based.

Note: this bio is not spoiler-free! Both the TV shows and the movie tend to dumb down Olaf, making him look like a comical villain, while his book counterpart is smarter and crueler. I'm sorry to say that I will stick to his book portrayal.

Count Olaf is a wicked man, a criminal, a murderer, an arsonist, an actor, and a semi-professional liar. He's also obsessed with getting his hands on the Baudelaire fortune and will stop at virtually nothing to steal it.

He's most easily recognized by his one eyebrow and the tattoo of an eye on his ankle. But he usually attempts to hide them in his disguises so as not to raise suspicion.

Despite the holes in his education and his terrible spelling, Olaf is more of a man of culture than he shows. Apparently recruited young by a director for his good looks, he was also recruited young by a secret organization, V.F.D. His time spent working for the organization is murky, but because of a terrible Schism (which happened when he was just a boy), the theft of a sugar bowl, and the murder of his parents, Olaf decided to start fires instead of putting them out.

The Baudelaire orphans believed he may have in fact caused the fire that killed their parents, but he neither confirmed nor denied it when confronted by the Baudelaires. His vicious obsession with the orphans and their fortune might have been caused by a box of poison darts, slipped to the Baudelaires' mother during a representation of La Forza del Destino at the opera, which led to Olaf being an orphan himself.

His misfortunes throughout his life have shaped him into something grotesque, a cruel villain who wants revenge above all else. Olaf is a ruthless, violent, and greedy man, with delusions of grandeur. He is much smarter than he lets on and psychologically manipulative. He's also not above brainwashing people into doing his bidding (which he did to three of his 'associates'). But because even wicked people are complicated and nuanced, Olaf can have brief moments of compassion.

While there is no redeeming a man as awful as Count Olaf, his own childhood, scarred with abuse and violence, is revealed when he recites a poem by Philip Larkin, This Be the Verse:

Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don’t have any kids yourself.

#oh boy i got carried away with this bio lol #in my defence; his life is a complicated web to detangle #count olaf (the world is a wicked place) #new muse alert #muse bio

[kaleb-is-definitely-sane]

They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don’t have any kids yourself.

-This Be The Verse by Philip Larkin

#philip larkin #this be the verse #parenting #kids #childhood #poem #sad poetry #sad thoughts #is this true? #idk #poetry #poems and poetry #dark poetry #poetry corner #poems on tumblr #sad poems