Annual review for the Istari

earendil-was-a-mariner:

Manwe: Okay Gandalf, it seems like you did a pretty good job, put a lot of effort intobringing down Sauron. You definitely deserve a raise.

Manwe: Now, Radagast, what did you do exactly?

Radagast: I befriended the birds and the beasts, sir.

Manwe: Uh huh…okay, well, sure. 

Manwe: Now, Saruman…I think you know what you did wrong. 

Saruman: I was trying to bring Sauron down from within, you know? Like a double agent.

Manwe: You’re fired. 

Manwe: Also can someone please find Alatar and Pallando, where the hell are those guys?

sindar-princeling:

But you know what? I never actually thought that Tolkien was sexist.

Hear me out – I see many various arguments about the lack of female characters in his works. But how I see this, is… quality over quantity. I just… can’t think the Professor was sexist when I read about Galadriel, one of the most powerful beings in Middle-Earth, or Éowyn, who slayed the Witch-King of Angmar, or Arwen, the Queen of Gondor, who had the strength of choosing to bear misery in the name of her love.

As I see it, it’s not about how many women are in the story, but who they are. And Tolkien’s women were all… iconic, dare I say. Some of the most characteristic and iconic characters of the entire genre. Sexism would be depreciating them, patronising them, humiliating them to show how weak women are. But Tolkien did the exact opposite, making his female characters strong and wise and loving women, wives, mothers, queens, warriors, people.

And I can’t think that Tolkien was sexist when I read about Lúthien, don’t even get me started on how iconic and epic and important she was. And she was based on his wife.

So… think what you want, guys. If you think the Professor was sexist, I can’t force you to change your mind, but I, as a reader, as a fan, and also as a woman, just can’t agree.

Gandalf: man I am so done with this world. I need a break. I think it’s time to visit old valinor.

Elrond: you think you have it tough??? My parents left me for some sparkly rocks, my brother abandoned me to face the ages of this world alone, my wife is gone and my daughter ran away and married my fucking foster son. What could possibly be worse than thousands of years of this???

Gandalf: have you met??? Peregrin?? Took????