Star-struck Interviewer: “You must miss the good old days.”
Steve Rogers: “I grew up in a tenement slum. Rats, lice, bedbugs, one shared bathroom per floor with a bucket of water to flush, cast iron coal-burning stove for cooking and heat. Oh, and coal deliveries – and milk deliveries, if you could get it – were by horse-drawn cart. One summer I saw a workhorse collapse in the heat, and the driver started beating it with a stick to make it get up. We threw bricks at the guy until he ran away. Me and Bucky and our friends used to steal potatoes or apples from the shops. We’d stick them in tin cans with some hot ashes, tie the cans to some twine, and then swing ‘em around as long as we could to get the ashes really hot. Then we’d eat the potato. And there were the block fights. You don’t know what a block fight was? That’s when the Irish or German kids who lived on one block and the Jewish or Russian kids who lived on the next block would all get together into one big mob of ethnic violence and beat the crap out of each other. One time I tore a post out of a fence and used it on a Dutch kid who’d called Bucky a Mick. Smacked him in the head with the nails.”
Oh man, that scene was sooooo good and the commentary is on point. I do this myself, a LOT, when I meet new people, because sometimes a pleasant smile and, “Oh, what do you wish was different?” neutral comment or question can get some (white people, straight people, men, neurotypical people, etc.) to say some truly awful fucking shit, to my FACE.
I mean. Obvs nobody wants to have bigots telling you their opinions, but it’s nice to know that these people aren’t “safe” for me to be around.
You wouldn’t believe the shit people say to me—- and I usually encourage them to keep speaking, because at the end of the conversation, I can say “You just said that you wished I were dead.” and when they look appalled, like “But I didn’t mean YOU!” I can tell them they’re wrong. When you mean immigrants, you mean me. When you mean non-christians, you mean me. When you mean non-heterosexuals, or the mentally ill, you’re talking about me.
And sometimes they feel bad afterwards, sometimes it takes me saying, “Yeah all that shit you JUST said applies to me, you wish I weren’t here, you wish my parents were dead, the things you said were just PERSONAL attacks against ME, and you can now either furiously backtrack to pretend you didn’t mean any of it, or you can fucking learn a thing.”
Sam Wilson is probably so used to people using Cap as an example of times when things were ‘better’— you know, when black men weren’t allowed to serve with whites, when women weren’t allowed in the army, when schools were segregated, when america was a “proud nation” or whatever bullshit propaganda they’re pumping into schools these days. I mean, Sam Wilson is probably one of the kids who dug through libraries and the internet for every scrap of information on Gabe Jones, who never gave a fuck about Steve Rogers or Captain America, until the man approaches Sam on the street.
And Steve Rogers looks him in the eye, and doesn’t talk down to him (despite being an officer, and a national icon, and a white man in America) and Steve Rogers might miss his family and his friends but he isn’t about to say that the world was better when men like Sam were treated like shit.
So yeah. That expression on Sam’s face when he realizes that he’s not going to be treated like trash? That moment where Steve Rogers starts listing the ways the world has changed for the better?
if you’re ready to crucify agent carter for the amount of male cast members cast in it so far but have no problem with the same thing happening in marvel’s cis dude led properties then your double standards are showing.
I’m basically rolling my eyes at the idea that a show whose primary goal is to address sexism is getting shit for showing the actual difficulty that women had post War by positioning Peggy as one of the few ladies in positions of power (yes, we saw a lot of women active in WWII in CTFA, and that was the case but guess what happened to those women’s opportunity after the war? Oh, gosh, they showed us that in Agent Carter’s short)
Obviously more women would be great but lol, this one actually has a fucking purpose and it has about the same amount of women vs men ratio as Iron Man’s shitty movies did. Funny how nobody complained then. Not even when ladies were being shamed for the same activities Tony was engaging in or being stuffed in a fridge.
And the Agent Carter show is being subjected to all sorts of double standards that this fandom never gave a fuck about during the white dude movies. “It’s very white” (yes, how do you feel about Coulson being director of shield, again?), “it’s very male,!” (yes, but you watched the Avengers, didn’t you?) And my fucking favorite. : “If she doesn’t end up with the dude I want her to end up with, I’m going to stop watching the show.”
Spoilers: She doesn’t end up with that dude. We saw the (results of ) dude she ended up with in her photo in the movie. And it was not that dude. (Edit; While I’m aware we didn’t see the dude in q uestion, and that fandom has wanked themselves into believing that those kids were not hers despite the fact they were obviously intended to be in the conversation that Steve and Peggy had … those were some white kids. Very white kids. Those were not the result of hooking up with Gabe Jones.)
Fandom pretends that they want female characters to thrive, but fandom is just as guilty as holding female books and media to a different standard than those led by white dudes.
I hope that Agent Carter has more ladies. I hope Gabe Jones shows up. I hope Morita shows up.
But if it doesn’t, then I hope the people calling for boycotts also boycotted the Avengers and are boycotting AOU for … you know, white washing two of the cast.
Don’t you just love how absolutely fucking desperately people will try to sabotage and undermine female characters and female representation?
“Oh, we’re getting a female lead, but it’s not the right one. BOYCOTT THE BITCH.”
“Oh, we’re getting a female lead battling sexism, but we’re not getting her in a post- -ist utopia of equality and representation. BOYCOTT THE BITCH.”
Above all else I want Agent Carter to be a realistic representation of the time, if only to show the struggles that real women of that age faced in a post war society. You know, realistic and gritty, but with super powers and spies and stuff.
As they’re starting to film I expect we’ll get a casting announcement and details of some more female characters soon.
[BURSTS THROUGH THE DOOR] Alright Kids, let me tell you something about this cutie right here and why I really am excited for Agent Carter and the next season of AOS AND WHY HE IS IMPORTANT IN BOTH SERIES.
See that cutie, that cutie is Antoine Triplett who is a well respected Shield Agent. He is also grandson to a Mr. Gabe Jones
One of the Howling Commandos and a man who excelled at languages, knowing German, and French.Wonderful man, well respected you should get to know and love his character.
NOW LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING NOT MANY PEOPLE NOW ABOUT HIM. After the war, he joined SHIELD and became one of their top agents, he went on many missions, but he still had a social life. See there was this girl a few years after the war that he had romantic relations with.
Agent Peggy Carter. Ya’ll think I’m shitting go check their comic Wikis. They where one of the first interracial couples Marvel did. Now, this is what I really think Marvel needs to do, really really really needs to do. In Agent Carter I want them, not in the first season, maybe in the second, but in the third, I’d like for their friendly relationship that they both have had since the war to slowly develop into a romantic one. I want there to be complex emotions about this, I want there to to be period typical drama in regards to their races and how Peggy is his boss, and I want this cutie in AOS
To talk about how he goes to see is grandma every chance he can when he’s in Brooklyn, listening to her war stories about the howling commandos and how his grandfather and Captain America where amazing. She then complains about how sometimes Grandpa Gabe would come home covered in soot from a mission, her vibrant brown eyes twinkling with laughter. Sometimes he has to remind her where she was at in her story, but he doesn’t mind. Not one bit.
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