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Be a shame if this one karmically bit him in the balls.
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New cast members for Harry Potter Audio Books = new screeching from transformers.
I hope HBO show becomes bigger than Game of Thrones. Decade of their suffering and tears.
HP Audible associated actors (Sept. 10, 2025)
Kit Harington
Keira Knightley
Iwan Rheon
Ruth Wilson
Ambika Mod
Leo Woodall
Simon Pegg
James McAvoy
Gemma Whelan
Matt Berry
Hugh Laurie
Matthew Macfadyen
Riz Ahmed
Michelle Gomez
Cush Jumbo
Mark Addy
Alex Hassell
Daniel Mays
Sara and Avni Deshmukh
Why do you think it's Fry and not Colombus?Here she is probably talking about Stephen Fry.
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Linehan is not reliable though. I don't take part in his thread because I feel sorry for him and they cracked him so I admire his courage but he is obviously emotionally unstable and over reacts to everything on a personal level.Take this with a pinch of salt, because I'm having trouble finding Glinner's blogpost about it, but Matt Berry, if I recall correctly, was a gigantic fucking pussy about the whole trans thing back when all of this madness started blowing up, and according to Graham Linehan, said to him (presumably in his ridiculous, booming, over-the-top voice), "Yeah, I totally agree with you, these people are nuts, but please don't ever tell anybody I said so."
Why are they so obsessed with this? Don't they know Hideo Kojima and Hideaki Anno and every other maker of fine CGDCT five-year-old-panty-shot content also think they are men in dresses with a porn addiction? They still watch those things. Why is Harry Potter such a problem to be on TV?I love trannies seething about not being in control. They can't cancel everyone and the more famous people get involved with HP the angrier they get.
Robin followed Max back to the table, carrying a lemon tart and a third large gin and tonic. Kyle was now treating the entire table to his views on pornography. Robin didn’t much like the expression on Strike’s face. He’d often displayed an instinctive antipathy toward the kind of young man you could least imagine in the army; she trusted he was going to keep his feelings to himself tonight.
“… form of entertainment, just like any other,” Kyle was saying, with an expansive gesture. Fearful of more accidents, Robin discreetly moved the almost empty wine bottle out of hitting range. “When you look at it objectively, strip it from all the puritanical bullshit—”
“Yeah, exactly,” said Courtney, “women have got agency over their own—”
“—movies, gaming, it all stimulates the pleasure centers in your brain,” said Kyle, now pointing at his own immaculately groomed head. “You could make an argument that movies are emotional pornography. All this moralistic, manufactured outrage about porn—”
“I can’t eat either of those if they’ve got dairy in them,” Courtney whispered to Robin, who pretended she hadn’t heard.
“—women want to make a living out of their own bodies, that’s the literal definition of female empowerment and you could argue it has more societal benefit than—”
“When I was in Kosovo,” said Strike unexpectedly and all three students turned to look at him, with startled expressions. Strike paused, fumbling to get his cigarettes out of his pocket.
“Cormoran,” said Robin, “you can’t smo—”
“No problem,” said Max, getting up, “I’ll bring an ashtray.”
It took Strike three attempts to make his lighter work and in the meantime everybody watched him in silence. Without raising his voice, he’d dominated the room.
“Who’d like cheesecake?” Robin said into the silence, her voice artificially cheery.
“I can’t,” said Courtney, with a slight pout. “But I might be able to have the lemon tart, if it’s—?”
“When I was in Kosovo,” Strike repeated, exhaling as Max returned, placed an ashtray in front of him and sat back down again, “—cheers—I investigated a porn case—well, human trafficking. Coupla soldiers had paid for sex with underage girls. They were filmed without their knowledge an’ the videos ended up on PornHub. Case ended up part of an international civilian investigation. Whole load of pre-pubescent boys and girls had been trafficked into porn. The youngest was seven.”
Strike took a large drag of his cigarette, squinting through the smoke at Kyle.
“What societal benefit would you say that had?” he asked.
There was a short, nasty silence in which the three students stared at the detective.
“Well, obviously,” said Kyle, with a small half-laugh, “that’s—that’s a completely different thing. Nobody’s talking about kids—that’s not—that’s illegal, isn’t it? I’m talking about—”
“Porn industry’s full of trafficking,” said Strike, still watching Kyle through his smoke. “Women and kids from poor countries. One of the little girls in my case was filmed with a plastic bag over her head, while a bloke anally raped her.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Robin saw Kyle and Courtney throw her darting looks and knew, with an elevator drop in the area of her solar plexus, that her brother must have shared her history with his friends. Max was the only person at the table who seemed entirely relaxed. He was watching Strike with the dispassionate attention of a chemist checking an ongoing experiment.
“The video of that kid was viewed over a hundred thousand times online,” said Strike. Cigarette jammed in his mouth, he now helped himself to a large piece of cheesecake, effectively demolishing it to get a third of it onto his plate. “Plenty of pleasure centers stimulated there, eh?” he went on, looking up at Kyle.
“No, but that’s completely different, though,” said Courtney, rallying to Kyle’s defense. “We were talking about women who—it’s up to women, grown women, to decide what they want to do with their own bod—”
“Did you cook all this?” Strike asked Max through a mouthful of cheesecake. He still had a lit cigarette in his left hand.
“Yes,” said Max.
“Bloody good,” said Strike. He turned back to Kyle. “How many waitresses d’you know who got trafficked into it?”
“Well, obviously none but—I mean, you’re bound to’ve seen that bad stuff, aren’t you, being police—”
“As long as you don’t have to see it, all good, eh?”
“Well, if you feel like that…” said Kyle, red in the face now, “if you’re so against it, you must never’ve—you’ve never used porn, then, you don’t—?”
“If nobody else wants pudding,” said Robin loudly, standing up and pointing toward the sofa area, “shall we have coffee over there?”
Without waiting for an answer, she headed for the kitchen area.
Because they're straight men. What use is putting on a dress if no woman is willing to suck your girlcock?Why are they so obsessed with this? Don't they know Hideo Kojima and Hideaki Anno and every other maker of fine CGDCT five-year-old-panty-shot content also think they are men in dresses with a porn addiction? They still watch those things. Why is Harry Potter such a problem to be on TV?
Rowling speaks English and is a woman. The latter enrages them, while the former means there's no language barrier to hide behind when she tell sthem that they're men. Either fact alone might not be enough to send them completely loopy, but the combination certainly is. This is on top of the fact that they invested a great deal of their identity into Rowling's creations, treating her as a surrogate mother figure for a prolonged period of their lives - an idealised one, who always gave them ice cream and never made them go to bed - only for her to turn around and refuse their demand to have their fantasies validated in adulthood.Why is Harry Potter such a problem to be on TV?
At times it almost feels like you are even harsher here than in A&N which for most posters usually is the reverse.Rowling speaks English and is a woman. The latter enrages them, while the former means there's no language barrier to hide behind when she tell sthem that they're men. Either fact alone might not be enough to send them completely loopy, but the combination certainly is. This is on top of the fact that they invested a great deal of their identity into Rowling's creations, treating her as a surrogate mother figure for a prolonged period of their lives - an idealised one, who always gave them ice cream and never made them go to bed - only for her to turn around and refuse their demand to have their fantasies validated in adulthood.
Troons and leftoids have been begging "someone" to do her next. Not that she's new to receiving death threats, but they must hit different following something like this.A little surprised that she actually decided to wade into the Charlie Kirk assassination discussion given how obviously partisan it is, but I suppose she's not the Queen for nothing:
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Which is the one for ginger alcoholics?Admit it, you're a hardcore Potter fan aren't you? Come on, tell everyone which House you are.
Hufflepuff.Which is the one for ginger alcoholics?
I think this is a post-hoc reframing though, because as someone old and online enough to remember this stuff developing, what strikes me is that the main bulk of the Harry Potter fandom was not AGP rapehons (many of whom where just straight up right wing incels at the time) but the livejournal fujoshis who likes writing about Harry fucking Draco and were all in love with Alan Rickman. It was this group that gravitated towards "queer" identities as a personality type, and they were the ones who were all into Pottermore and all the other spin-off stuff. Remembering that some of the highest order fandom lunacy, like the Ms Scribe saga, all revolved around astroturfed evil Christians coming in to harass progressive fanfic writers with their bigot ways. Rowling, especially after the gay Dumbledore thing, became a prophet for this queer leftist tumblr fandom. Hell, I know it was a joke, but I remember fans of HP saying "Oh my Rowling" whenever some new fandom thing would drop.Rowling speaks English and is a woman. The latter enrages them, while the former means there's no language barrier to hide behind when she tell sthem that they're men. Either fact alone might not be enough to send them completely loopy, but the combination certainly is. This is on top of the fact that they invested a great deal of their identity into Rowling's creations, treating her as a surrogate mother figure for a prolonged period of their lives - an idealised one, who always gave them ice cream and never made them go to bed - only for her to turn around and refuse their demand to have their fantasies validated in adulthood.