I gave up after the 1st season as the only character that seemed even remotely authentic to the source material was Geralt. Yennefer and Triss, 2 characters I absolutely loved in the games, weren’t just unrecognizable in appearance but also in personality. Yen from the games and books was a fascinating character, and offered an interesting commentary on power, what is desirable in life, and reflecting on dealing with having things taken from you.
I have no doubt that a contributing factor is denial that millennial women are in, about feeling regret for choosing to remain childless and/or unmarried. Now that many are entering or past the twilight years of their ability to bear children, you are starting to see the weight of that decision push down on them. But since we are in the age of narcissism and hedonism, anything that makes someone feel bad about themselves is taboo and forbidden to discuss.
Remember how Joss Whedon, who was once a darling of the left, got shit for Age of Ultron because Black Widow lamented she felt like a monster because the Russians removed her uterus during the Black Widow program/indoctrination? The modern leftist is a gargantuan bag of insecurities and mental issues, so no other person (real or imagined) is allowed to regret having a thing taken away that they ,the leftist woman, gave up willingly.
I try not to revel in the suffering of others, but I won’t be able to suppress a smirk or two when the Sex and the City generation meets the same and inevitable end as the creator of said series. A withered and lonely spinster, alone and unloved. The life of sex and pleasure they embraced a distant memory as their looks have long since melted away. Perpetually drunk on box wine and handfuls of pills, trying to numb the agonizing wish that they had chosen differently. Surrounded by cats, desperately hoping their niece or nephew calls, if for just a moment to feel the joy they denied themselves, of having a child in their life. Until they suddenly and unglamorously pass away. People that can be authentically happy and fulfilled without a spouse and children are a very small minority, and even they have expressed moments of contemplative regret from time to time. Combined with all the other unaddressed mental issues and social problems in the 22-40 demographic, there is a bomb of depression and despair that is going to go off in our lifetime. It’d be fascinating to watch if it wasn’t going to completely fuck the country I live in.
I gave up after the 1st season as the only character that seemed even remotely authentic to the source material was Geralt. Yennefer and Triss, 2 characters I absolutely loved in the games, weren’t just unrecognizable in appearance but also in personality. Yen from the games and books was a fascinating character, and offered an interesting commentary on power, what is desirable in life, and reflecting on dealing with having things taken from you.
I have no doubt that a contributing factor is denial that millennial women are in, about feeling regret for choosing to remain childless and/or unmarried. Now that many are entering or past the twilight years of their ability to bear children, you are starting to see the weight of that decision push down on them. But since we are in the age of narcissism and hedonism, anything that makes someone feel bad about themselves is taboo and forbidden to discuss.
Remember how Joss Whedon, who was once a darling of the left, got shit for Age of Ultron because Black Widow lamented she felt like a monster because the Russians removed her uterus during the Black Widow program/indoctrination? The modern leftist is a gargantuan bag of insecurities and mental issues, so no other person (real or imagined) is allowed to regret having a thing taken away that they ,the leftist woman, gave up willingly.
I try not to revel in the suffering of others, but I won’t be able to suppress a smirk or two when the Sex and the City generation meets the same and inevitable end as the creator of said series. A withered and lonely spinster, alone and unloved. The life of sex and pleasure they embraced a distant memory as their looks have long since melted away. Perpetually drunk on box wine and handfuls of pills, trying to numb the agonizing wish that they had chosen differently. Surrounded by cats, desperately hoping their niece or nephew calls, if for just a moment to feel the joy they denied themselves, of having a child in their life. Until they suddenly and unglamorously pass away. People that can be authentically happy and fulfilled without a spouse and children are a very small minority, and even they have expressed moments of contemplative regret from time to time. Combined with all the other unaddressed mental issues and social problems in the 22-40 demographic, there is a bomb of depression and despair that is going to go off in our lifetime. It’d be fascinating to watch if it wasn’t going to completely fuck the country I live in.