Hello! I'm 23 and my name is Rose Tyler, or... At least, that's what you should call me! I'm an Ethnically Jewish student who's got no idea what they're doing with their life, a Jack of All Arts, a Witch, am Ace/Aro/Agender, & a Submissive. Ask away!
Sorry, I know I’ve posted this before, but here’s my daughter helping me with a focus note when she was 7.
She’s helping with me lighting her dance recital, something I kind of fell into over the years as I had been working in this theatre for a decade and then she was enrolled in their kids program. They’ve been hiring a professional team to give each of the 40+ pieces fully realized designs for ages.
This past summer, as she was 8, she ran down immediately after her tech run and asked to help out on the console in the house as other kids started another number. She picked up a headset, learned the headset etiquette and jargon pretty quickly, and easily followed the syntax on the ETC Element as I fed it to her. I keep a lot of the systems/purposes on faders so I can grab them in a hurry to cue over a run of a piece, so I let her design a couple pieces by pointing to faders that I thought would be appropriate, but let her choose how bright/dark to make it. She was a champ.
The next day, a Sunday, the stage manager and I were going through more tech runs with the groups, but my daughter was at home. I was on the phone with my wife and asked what they were up to. She said they were going to the park. I mentioned that only if she was interested, my daughter could come and help me on the console again that day, but since they were going to the park and it was a beautiful day, I said I really didn’t expect to see them.
Less than 10 minutes later, my daughter marched her way into the house, sat down at the lighting board as I slid over and stood beside it, put on the headset, and looked at me expectantly. “We want to be in LX 68,” I said. Before I could tell her the syntax to do so, she was already punching it in and I was staring at LX 68.
I’m trying really hard to not push her or even nudge her into theatre. If you’re going to be in this business, where most live at or below the poverty line, but my friends keep staring at me like I’m an idiot and tell me, “It’s in her blood.”
This is amazing. One of the things I’m most excited about doing when I have kids (in the far future) is exposing them to theatre and technical theatre. I want to take them to every show I can and teach them about sound and designing.
«[Rose is] thrust into the room, electrodes placed high on her chest, as her uniform jacket is stripped off, leaving her only in her vest.
The guards exit the room and a voice over head — not Mickey’s — instructs her to wait for the scan, counting down from ten as she extends her arms.
She feels a look of defiance cross her face. They want her to beg, she knows, and she won’t do it. Instead, starting now, she’ll focus on keeping the things that make her her. She thinks again of her mum, of the flat, of chips after school, and bright sunny skies.
She’ll make it through this scan, and she’ll walk, with her head held high, to the chamber for her new body.
The voice overhead booms out the countdown.
“Five — four — three —”
From somewhere in the darkness, a hand closes around her own, twining their fingers together.
A skinny man with wild brown hair meets her eye and pulls at her.
““This is about the time, when I talk about politics, that the
Internet trolls tell me to stick to my day job,” the actor said. “I’d
like to talk about my day job. My day job is the chairman and the
co-founder of Thorn. We built software to fight human trafficking and
the sexual exploitation of children. My other day job is that of the
father of two, a 2-month old and 2-year-old.”
He then described joining the FBI in raids in India, Russia, Mexico and stateside in New Jersey and New York.
“I’ve seen things that no person should ever see,” he said, tearing
up. “I’ve seen video content of a child that is the same age as mine
being raped by an American man that was a sex tourist in Cambodia. This
child was so conditioned by her environment that she thought she was
engaging in play.”
He continued, “I’ve been on the other end of a phone call from my team
asking for my help because we had received a call from the Department of
Homeland Security, telling us that a 7-year-old girl was being sexually
abused and that content was being spread on the Dark Web … They’d
watched her for three years and they could not find the perpetrator, [and were] asking us for help. We were the last line of defense. An actor and his foundation were the last line of defense.”
“I had to say no and it devastated me, it haunted me,” Kutcher said,
choking up again. “For the next three months I had to go to sleep every
night and think about that little girl that was being abused and the
fact that if I built the right thing, we could have saved her. Now, if I
got that phone call, the answer would be yes.”
He then recalled the story of “Amy,” a 15-year-old girl from Oakland,
Calif., who was forced into trafficking within hours of meeting a man
in person she’d first talked to online. “This isn’t an isolated
incident. There’s not much that’s unusual about it,” Kutcher said. “The
only unusual thing is that ‘Amy’ was found and returned to her family
within three days using a tool we created … called Spotlight.”
Kutcher said the tool aids police in cutting investigation time by 60
percent, adding, “That’s my day job and I’m sticking to it.”
It wasn’t all heavy: Kutcher and Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz.) had a lighthearted moment after his speech. “You were better looking in the movies,” McCain said.
Slavery is still alive and well in the world, and he is helping to stamp it out.
Well damn, I’ll give Kutcher credit.
He’s a good man. Glad this is now his day job. He’s good at it. This is the type of shit that other celebs should do, rather than whine and virtue signal.
Agreed. Use those millions for something real, not for virtue signalling.
Pair him up with Keanu Reeves and let the bodies hit the floor. Make it happen, Tumblr.
do older generations not get fatalistic humor?? like the other day my friend’s parents were hanging around and we were joking and i was like “well no matter what i can always fling myself off the nearest cliff” and they didn’t laugh then later the mom pulled me aside and was like “maybe you should get some help, sweetie” like stfu?? help? in this economy? i don’t think so, debra
I honestly don’t think they get it as a coping mechanism, they think it’s a cry for help rather than actually helping.
i’d even say it’s past just coping and is also now a category of Stuff Kids Got Used To When No One Was Looking; not everyone using that humor is even covering up something bigger, we just stopped thinking fatalistic = taboo/unspeakable somewhere along the line, and most parents don’t seem to know why or how ~
My boss opened a door and missed me by inches, he said “whoops, almost killed you there!” My result of “Oh, if only.” Led to an awkward end of shift debrief.
This generation shares the same humor as the goddamn Addams Family and the previous generation is the White Sixties Family™ that lives next door and runs away screaming at the end of the episode
Fun fact: my parents don’t get it but my grandpa and my elderly relatives back in the uk, who all lived through the war, absolutely have the same sense of humour. My grandpa basically explained it as “we all thought we were gonna die so nothing was really too bleak anymore and if we could laugh about it things didn’t seem so bad”
The shop serves up raw, ready-to-eat dough that’s safe to eat on its own — because the dough is made with pasteurized eggs (i.e., no salmonella here!) and served slightly chilled.
