He always is [bullshitting]. He doesn’t think that at all. He doesn’t think any of those things, but he wants to think that he does, just as he wants to think he’s a high-functioning sociopath. He’s not a sociopath, nor is he high-functioning. He’d really like to be a sociopath. But he’s so fucking not. The wonderful drama of Sherlock Holmes is that he’s aspiring to this extraordinary standard. He is at root an absolutely ordinary man with a very, very big brain. He’s repressed his emotions, his passions, his desires, in order to make his brain work better — in itself, a very emotional decision, and it does suggest that he must be very emotional if he thinks emotions get in the way. I just think Sherlock Holmes must be bursting!
to fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!
MOTHERFUCKIN’ RAGNAROK STARTS WITH A WINTER THAT LASTS 3 YEARS, SHIT DON’T JUST EXPLODE IN A DAY! WE AIN’T OUT THE WOODS TILL THE GROUND’S PUSHIN’ UP DAISIES!
Fuck we’re all actually fucked again, back to the death and end of the world.
Winter is coming…
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