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Cindy Morgan, TRON (1982)
not to sound like a WMH but i’m fully here for this look and aesthetic like i’m bout it
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This heartbreaking story is about as elephant Raju from India that had an incredibly rough life. After being poached from his mother he was thrown from one owner to another, until he was left living in terrible conditions with no shelter at night, being used as a beggars prop all day long. Raju survived only from passing tourists and sometimes had to eat plastic and paper while being chained 24 hours a day. A wildlife organisation SOS-UK could not stand the injustice and decided to save him in a daring midnight rescue operation.
The elephant, realizing he was being saved, started to cry: “It was incredibly emotional. We knew in our hearts he realised he was being freed” – claims Pooja Binepal, one of the rescuers in an interview with Presspeople. “Tears began to roll down Raju’s face. Some no doubt were due to the pain but he also seemed to sense that change was coming. He felt hope for the first time” – says another rescuer Kartick.
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It is, then, a ritual, just as the kiss is a ritual, and just as fucking too can be a ritual. To kiss or be kissed, to make love, these are not only acts: they are signs, propitiations, promises and prayers.
They are gestures that are at once granted their own meaning and
that special significance that holds only in the execution of the gesture, or in its performance.
Fucking is only a means to pleasure in so far as this pleasure executes something other than pleasure: a mystery, a world-order.
Béatrice Dalle, 1988, Vogue Paris.
(Betty Blue, 1986)