Four year old me thought She-Ra was a badass. Thirty seven year old me thinks that the new She-Ra is also a badass and four year old me would have loved her too.
Some people have moaned about how the new She-Ra and the other characters look and about “diversity” but you know what, forget them. This incarnation of She-Ra is not aimed at those of us who remember the original, although we can still watch it, of course. There are nods to the original, prime example being the way the Netflix logo at the start of the cartoon references the old Filmation intro that heralded the start of their cartoons, but other than that, it’s a complete 21st century production. Plus, the original was first broadcast over thirty years ago, times have changed a lot, including attitudes.
If there is one thing I have a gripe with, it’s the way that Catra looks like a lost character from Thundercats, but apart from that, it’s all good. And the original She-Ra (and also He-Man) episodes are on Netflix as well if you want to watch them again.
Here’s the trailer for the new version:
And here’s the original opening theme. Posted purely for the nostalgia:
I feel like I should be in bed all the time. I’d be happier if I was. I swear we would all be happier, healthier and less likely to be dicks to each other if hibernation was a thing that humans did. I mean, look at Donald Trump (or The Fart, as he is known in my house). There’s a guy in need of a very long nap. It might make him a nicer person – Ok maybe not entirely, but it might at least make him want to ditch the bad hair, fake tan and vile rhetoric. The Brexiters on social media could benefit from a long lie in too. Being a hateful person must be exhausting, musn’t it?
It’s true. Like the song says, sometimes I just want to be alone with my thoughts. In fact, at the moment, it can be all the time. I don’t know whether that’s a good thing or not. Suppose some will say no, but I try and take every bit of me time I can get.
This is how I am feeling at the moment. Not rubbish, not good, just…meh.
It probably isn’t healthy all the same.
Learn to drive.
Pass my test as soon as I can.
Hire or buy a camper van.
Pack my job in.
Go off on a trip around the country.
Document the whole experience.
One of these days, I will do this. Or at least half of it. Really.
Nearly every day when I’m at work, I end up writing my resignation letter in my head. This usually happens when I’ve had to deal with a particularly annoying client, or when my manager’s having a strop and decides to take her stress out on someone (usually me).
One day I’ll end up writing the resignation letter for real. I just hope that I have that opportunity sooner rather than later.
I can’t remember how long it had been since I last logged onto WordPress before yesterday to actually post something. Seems like the entire website has changed since I was on it last, and I don’t really like it if I’m honest.
My leg is starting to hurt again. Not by a lot, but enough. I just hope it doesn’t get swollen to the point that I have to get it aspirated again.
I’m done with people who never seem to be satisfied whatever you do, who just want to undermine and find fault with your efforts no matter how much you’ve worked your arse off for them.
I really, really hate people at the moment. I’m not sure if those same people like me, but I don’t care.
Bit longer than I expected it to be, but anyway…
Last week I lost my Auntie to cancer.
A few days ago I found out that someone I work with has been diagnosed with it.
Today we lost David Bowie to it.
Cancer is an absolute bastard.
I’m trying to get back into blogging again. I know I said this the last time I posted on here, or was it the time before? Anyway, I’m going to try and do this again. I’m going to start getting back into it slowly, with short posts until I feel like I have the patience, and the ideas to do more longer posts.