I'm Shelby. 22 years old. Asheville, NC.
I'm a Kagyu Buddhist, angry feminist, proud fat chick, and vet tech student. I'm also sorta gay.
Predominantly, I post pictures of cute animals, pointless text posts, and fandom shit. Also I curse a lot. Not sorry.
Fandoms include: Hannibal, Welcome to Night Vale, Star Trek, LOTR, Teen Wolf, Marvel Comics, and Dragon Age, among others. Be warned: I will liveblog anything and everything. I am involved in passionate love affairs with dwarves and taking screencaps.
This specifically refers to a hand striking the side of a person’s face, tells quite a different story when placed in it’s proper historical context. In Jesus’s time, striking someone of a lower class ( a servant) with the back of the hand was used to assert authority and dominance. If the persecuted person “turned the other cheek,” the discipliner was faced with a dilemma. The left hand was used for unclean purposes, so a back-hand strike on the opposite cheek would not be performed. Another alternative would be a slap with the open hand as a challenge or to punch the person, but this was seen as a statement of equality. Thus, by turning the other cheek the persecuted was in effect putting an end to the behavior or if the slapping continued the person would lawfully be deemed equal and have to be released as a servant/slave.
THAT makes a lot more sense, now, thank you.
the other suggestions from this speech have similar effects—they all encourage the listener to reveal (almost passive aggressively) the dishonor that their antagonist is bringing upon him/herself. Carrying a soldier’s pack an extra mile shames him. Forcing an assailant to hit you with their unclean hand dishonors them. I think the great and beautiful thing about all of these is that their goal is to make the villain of the story reevaluate their actions, and possibly learn something.
I heard this meaning a while ago (might be in my archaeological bible idr) and now every time someone says something about turning the other cheek relating to passivity I wince and want to scream.
this nail polish smells like limes and basil! it’s so cool
i want a prequel to veggie tales where the humans who occupy that kitchen are flipping the fuck out as their fruits and vegetables slowly become self-aware and begin to sing about jesus
my girlfriend just started a wind waker file
and she named the hero guuurl
i am dead