Hal Duncan

@halduncan.com

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Writer, editor, gardener--sometimes even in that order. Queer. He/thon, but mainly just cause thon's a guid Scots pronoun fur aebdy, whitever thur gender. Contact: hal AT halduncan DOT com

JoongDunk as Fadel and Style in Thai BL tv show The Heart Killers
Ko from When Oranges Fall grinning as he holds up two old Nokias, one in each hand, a slightly fancier one to the right, and to the left the classic Nokia brick with its stubby wee aerial, secretly superior
Lil Gideon from Gravity Falls pointing angrily
shot from TV news of a header reading "Quote From Man Stabbed" with the quote in question displayed as "What are you gonna do, stab me?"
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"
Daily News front page with before and after photos of Christine Jorgensen, headlined "EX-GI BECOMES BLONDE BEAUTY" with the subheader "Operations Transform Bronx Youth"
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"
Robert Redford in Captain America: The Winter Soldier without spectacles
black and white still of Disney's Pluto snoozing happily in an armchair by his radio, fully dressed, while Goofy sleeps curled up on a rug at his feet, buck naked
flow chart titled Scottish Citizenship Test where the yes answer to "Do you want to be Scottish?" leads to "OK, you're in" but the no answer just leads to "Aye you do" with an arrow leading from there back to the start
Actor Michael Praed in British telly's 80s classic Robin of Sherwood. In brown leather Robin Hood costume, with a quiver of arrows over his shoulder, in a forest of course, he's looking at you all broody and moody and 1980s idol with his immaculately combed shoulder length hair.
close up on Kyle Maclachlan as Paul Atreides in David Lynch's Dune, a line of Fremen warriors stretched across the sand behind him, the text of a classic quote blanked out in two key places to now read "THE ICE MUST FLO"
poster for the Freedom 250 event with all but two of the nine featured performers either crossed out because they're not actually performing at all or disqualified as not really the act they're claiming to be
poster for the Freedom 250 line-up with only 3 of the 9 featured performers NOT crossed out in red or in one case scrawled over with the word "NOT" because they're not the act they're claiming to be
Poster for the line-up of Freedom 250 with five out of nine of the featured performers Xed out in red (or in one case overwritten with a big "NOT") because even one half of a lipsynching act from the 80s has more dignity than to perform at this thing
Poster for the line-up of Freedom 250 with five out of nine of the featured performers Xed out in red because even one half of a lipsynching act from the 80s has more dignity than to perform at this thing
A sign labeled THEATRE ENTRANCE with lettering on reading PUPPET SHOW as the headline act, followed up with AND SPINAL TAP below for the support act
black and white grainy photo of a young Theodore Roosevelt Jr in the White House greenhouse with a parrot on one hand, the path he's stood on receding into the distance, lined by tropical planfs
The 17th century painting Two Women at a Window by Bartolomé Esteban Murillo. A standing woman attempts to hide a smile with her shawl as she peeks from behind a partially opened shutter, while a younger woman leans on the windowsill, gazing out at the viewer with amusement. The difference in their ages might indicate a chaperone and her charge.
handwringing skeet from the editor-in-chief of Mother Jones: "People here are being really shitty, including at fellow journalists who've been traumatized, and you will regret those posts. Or should. Also this does not help your political cause, whatever that might be."
still from Lone Wolf and Cub of the ronin protagonist pushing a babycart along a countryside and carrying his kid
A red bowl with a crescent of jasmine rice cradling chunks of pork belly braised with lem and lime and massaman curry paste, a fork stuck in.
As they were leaving, Sagremor had his helmet removed and he began to get cold. A great sorrow came to his heart, and everything began to darken. And when he saw that he was beginning to weaken, he said to Lord Yuain the Bastard who was with him, "Sire, I am completely distraught. Hold me, for my heart fails me." And Lord Yuain looked at him and saw him completely darken, so he hugged him and embraced him to his chest. And Lord Gawain came and wept very tenderly when he saw him, for he truly thought he would die. And when his companions saw him, they all beat their palms and made great sorrow and all said, "You were gentle, handsome, good, and beloved by ladies and knights, and not very boastful." They regretted it, both small and great, and remained all around him, and their grief was too wonderful.
And when the Saxons saw the two dead kings, they stopped and seized Brannague and carried him off, and they began a most marvelous mourning over him. And the queen, who was on the walls, began to cry loudly to Sagremor to come, but he did not wish to. Instead, he stopped upon those who were leading the mourning over the body, wishing to carry it off, and struck them with great and perilous blows, killing many and maddening them. And when the Sain saw that he was beating them so severely and that such damage had done them, they rushed upon him and assailed him from all sides, slicing his shield and his hauberk, unmailing and breaking it into several pieces.
screenshot of WIP reading: 1. The colour of the stones in the original Welsh is glas, meaning blue in modern times, meaning green in ancient times, meaning silvery elsewise, meaning grey, meaning verdant, meaning none of these and all, the colour of the overcast sky, of the sea in winter, of wet slate slick from rain, of algae on beach granite rocks scoured smooth by the waves, dull and gleaming, the pale steel light before dawn thinning the darkness on the horizon, a salmon scale unspeckled, a distant isle in the mist, an impossible colour, a missing shade of blue green grey ideas asleep and brooding, furious. It is the colour of grief perhaps.
Crossword clue: The _____ Jones Industrial Average (stock market index).
Christopher Walken in The Prophecy walking away from a corpse on the floor behind him, kissing his finger and flicking it over his shoulder in a wee benediction move, so the corpse bursts into flames as he walks on, without a glance back or a second thought.
Butterfly meme with guy labeled "cishet white guys reading Lord of the Flies" looking at a butterfly labeled "posh cishet white guys" with the text below reading "Is this human nature?"
white text on a black background in the style of an It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia title card, reading "The Gang Gets Radicalised"
Mon Mothma's shitty fash apologist husband from Andor is reading a tablet, with an inset in the picture showing some chattering class fuckwit's op-ed titled "YES, IT'S FASCISM" and reading under that, in patronising obliviousness, "Until recently, I thought it a term best avoided. But now, the resemblances are too many and too strong to deny." The absolute Perrin Fertha who wrote this is bylined as Jonathan Rauch.
A cluster of snowdrops popping up from a lawn as much moss and random wildlings as actual grass
Over a low wave of hills in near silhouette a broad expanse of sky is strewn with clouds backlit by the winter sun, scattering apart into cotton ball puffs across the blue
A slope of gorse so thick with snow they look like cauliflowers
A can of Irn Bru with its base so bulging it’s sat at a 45 degree angle on a kitchen counter, its entirely blown off top sat beside it
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"
Crowd at gig
Pope singing
a still from the movie Brazil in which a futuristic facelift is being given to an older obviously wealthy woman in posh clothes and pancake makeup by stretching her jowls back with freakish elasticity
a desolate wasteground of winterbrown grassland, the ruinous facade of some long industrial building half-buried in turf and scrub visible in the background
A giant casserole dish of chilli con carne
one of the generals at the Hegseth stunt, face turned to speak to the guy beside him, his expression one of weary resignation that they're gonna have to coup these fuckers
the scottish royal banner flag of a red lion rampant on a yellow field except its two red lions one in the process of mounting the other
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"
A tub of green curry paste, a tub of panang paste and a bottle of fish sauce on a kitchen counter top
Mercedes in Pan's Labyrinth cuts the fascist villain off as he asks that his infant son be told the time of his death, saying, "He won't even know your name."
Cartoon of two women talking over coffee. One: "The GOP isn't a political party?" The other: "No, they are pedocons. Pedocons are a menace that seek to molest kids. This is what the GOP is, kids are who they molest."
Vincent Price as the Abominable Dr Phibes
two maps--of the US and the world--with the legend "tell me where you are from using only 2 words"
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"
Thai BL couple JoongDunk AKA Archen Aydin and Natachai Boonprasert
close up on the face of Chucky, the malevolent murderous doll possessed by a serial killer's soul, from the horror franchise
A jar of gochujang sauce sat on a kitchen counter
A plate with two pan fried smoked basa fillets, a mound of peppery af mashed potatoes, and air fried sweetcorn seasoned with chipotle powder for a bit of bite
a bingo card for Thai BL shows with a bunch of tropes like "Grandma Ships US" and "Adorable Child IN PERIL!" and such
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"
A bunch of hardbacks on a bookstore shelf, Blood Caste by Shylashri Shankar in the thick of them
Close up on a red t shirt with a “protect the dolls” slogan, an arm up in front with a bracelet in trans flag colours on the wrist with wee cube letters reading CUTIE because I am a cutie
a map of Dubrovnik's walled old town as illustration of Bastion Theory, in which the institutions of power that happen to be on the right of the map are labeled "THE RIGHT"; just beyond that to the right, the "FAR RIGHT" man the city walls, extending all the way round them to the gates; outside of those gates is labeled the LEFT; while the main part of the bastion of power & privilege is occupied by "CENTRIST FUCKS"