feeling emblazed inside every nerve like a firefly

I'm having a hard time hanging on to my cynicism today. First the notice of the reintroduction of the ERA made me go all open and longing. I've been having ~feelings~ about the ERA anyway - I keep reading and watching media from the late 80s/ early 90s that's just heartbreakingly sure that it will - and ought to - pass someday soon, and getting all maudlin about the fact that we still don't have that language on the books. It strikes me as highly unlikely that it will pass this year, not in context of the massive anti-choice legislative push, but - yeah. Not feeling cynical at all.

And then I saw these: the first pictures from The Hobbit, and my whole heart fell out beating onto my desk. I have no confidence at all in the narrative coherence of these movies, and I don't see how/why they're being made, to what point or to what purpose, but oh my god here are all the ~feelings~ just pouring out of me again. Hobbits trump ennui.