johannastarlance-deactivated202:
“Henry V and his French Bride”; “Honeymoon”, by J.C. Leyendecker
“Mozart was autistic because he was a child prodigy who wrote whole pieces in a day” no Mozart was autistic because he used echolalia and always spoke the truth even though it got him violently ejected from his workplace and had no interest in marriage and had a childish personality and sense of humor and was routine-oriented and had a low frustration tolerance. the prodigy thing has almost nothing to do with it. I would like to see one scholar within my lifetime consider the posthumous diagnosis for ANY reason other than “little boy played music well.” I take personal offense to the fact that despite his utter genius he’s been considered immature by academics because of his mannerisms. where have I heard THAT one before?
A quote from his father:
“He was so extremely fond of me - I, of course, fairly doting upon him - that he would repeatedly enquire whether I truly loved him; and when in jest I would occasionally say ‘No,’ his little eyes would fill with tears, so sensitive and loving was his heart.”
From his sister:
“He loved our parents, especially our father, so much that he composed a little tune which he would sing every night before going to bed - for which purpose purpose father would stand him on a chair. Father was invariably required to sing the second part, and when this little ritual, which was never overlooked, was finished, Wolfgang would kiss our father very sweetly and go to sleep peaceful and contented. And this went on, every night, except when he was ill and already in bed, until he was in his tenth year.”
“Until he was almost ten years old, he had an insurmountable horror of the trumpet when it was sounded alone, without other instruments; merely holding a trumpet toward him terrified him as much as if it had been a loaded pistol. His father wished to overcome this childish alarm, and ordered me once, in spite of the boy’s pathetic pleading, to blow towards him; but, oh God! How I wish that I had not been induced to do it. Wolfgang no sooner heard the blaring sound than he turned deathly pale, began to collapse, and would certainly have fallen into convulsions, had I not immediately let off.”
But yeah let’s focus on his skill set like everyone else around him did
my dad just tried to describe the size of a large dog to me by saying “he could like stand up and make his own fucking dinner on the stove”
You’re telling me a LOBSTER squeezed this lime?
Gin and clawnic
This is your bartender everywhere in Maine
God *rules from the kingdom of heaven or w/e*
Me *knows I could do all that shit too if I was born first*
“The Plus Four Wristlet Route Indicator (1927) came with single-journey scrolls plugged into a wrist-wearable device. The watch-like gadget needed no batteries, and worked quite like traditional scrolls, with paper rolling out from one side then back into the other.
The Wristlet wearable was sold with a core set of 20 scrolls spanning various routes, most of them revolving around London, with more available for order from the manufacturer. Switching from one of the preset destinations necessitated stopping and swapping out scrolls along the way. Drivers or passengers would manually wind a dial on the side to keep the map moving along with their vehicular progress.”
If someone ever was sucking my strap I would be able to feel it due to my delusional and hypochondriac nature
I think adults need summer vacation. Like let’s just close down all our jobs for three months and play outside. Please. I’m so tired.









