do you ever think about how fucked you’d be in medieval times with your weak eyesight, asthma and homosexual tendencies
Aaaaaaaallllllll the time.
Ever since the 4th grade science experiment where they turned us loose to find colored toothpicks in the grass but first they took my glasses. We were metaphorical birds and I metaphorical died.
That’s a shame.
If only you’d been taught to scream “I’m a raptor!!!” and leaped on another kid.
For real, I’d love to read some kind of paper about how people in Medieval times managed with different levels of eyesight.
Because it’s a spectrum, you know? People didn’t just go “Things get fuzzy when they’re more than a foot away from my face, I’m going to just die on the ground now.”
I’ve read several semi-historical books that take this stuff into account in interesting ways. There was a kid’s story about a mom who worked with her son to develop his sense of hearing for clues about his environment (maybe she’d grown up with the same issue?) There was a novel about Vikings, where being farsighted was considered fine if you spent most of your time at sea, and being nearsighted was less of a problem when you spent a large portion of your day weaving. There’s even a trope in fantasy novels where it’s expected that at least one guy in the group is going to be able to see farther than the others (“Legolas, what do your elf-eyes see?”)
I dunno, I think about the glasses thing a lot, because I have astigmatism. Life would be very different without visual aids (I’d miss a fuckton of detail around me) but I don’t think it would necessarily be “the end” people are envisioning.
i’d be fine even tho i’m gay and nearsighted and can’t breathe
BECAUSE I’D STAY IN A COVENT OR WITH BEGUINES MOTHERFUCKERS HA HA HA HA
seriously though: isolated communities of women dedicated to helping each other and to study and contemplation! pretty cushy. people Like You have always existed, and they’ve found ways to live and to thrive. the scholarship is out there! the history is out there!
luv it when fellow academics call the assertion that people like me exist “a fascinating thesis” and “wonderfully provocative,” it’s really cute when they do that
For all of you that believe that vulgarity in music is only from contemporary times then just remember that mozart wrote a song called lick my ass
"it is thought to be a party piece for his friends"