here is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.
And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.
In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.
The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.
And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.
You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.
Meryl Streep is my headcannon Mummy Holmes tbh.
Alan Rickman as Father Holmes!
Sherlock’s got his temper from somewhere.
don’t forget about how deep his voice can get too!!!
I can just picture Sherlock mocking his father all the time at family gatherings.
Okay, so I am dying to know how they managed to do this. I want to know all the technical behind the scenes stuff of shots like this. Did they edit out his leg, or did they cut a hole in the mattress for him to sit in and made their own synthetic for shots like this? Both seem incredibly likely and I am extremely interested in seeing that process. I admit I would definitely prefer the manual option, though, because I would REALLY want to see the dock itself that they created, if they made one.
You hear that, future DVD people? I need this.
I also am glad for the still because now I can get a decent look at his leg. Watching the episode it was too quick to see, but obviously the dock that his synthetic limb connect to goes pretty high up on his thigh, perhaps up to his hip. It’s really hard to tell based on the shadows in the creases of his shorts, and when he’s standing or wearing pants you don’t get the cloth lying well enough to see.
So while that does likely explain why he could stab himself in the upper thigh (it was definitely higher than where the leg portion itself goes, and seriously John, regardless of where your real leg ends stabbing yourself was a stupid move and I bet it gave Rudy fits), it also brings to mind more questions of just how much damage did John sustain in that explosion? Did they have to remove more of his leg in order to fit the dock to what was left of his limb? I would definitely love more details on his limb itself, and while I know we can’t actually see John nude at any point, I would really enjoy a detail sketch of John from the designer that are creating the synthetic piece for the show. I want to see just how it works.
Another note I would like to make is that I really enjoy the contrast in his legs. You can see the detail the creators have put into their work. While his skin is matched by the technology, the synthetic leg is flawless. No marks, no scars, no body hair, and if you look you can see a distinct difference between his legs even after it camouflages to match his skin tone. I really like that distinction.
I have a feeling I’m going to be more focused on John’s legs than the rest of him.
Please don’t let me every talk to any of the design team, or Karl himself, because I will be awkwardly asking for nude specs of John Kennex for science.
John, don’t stab yourself again. That is probably some high tech shit going on in there and no WONDER it’s giving you shit! You treat it horribly! I know you reject it and all, but going around with a hole in your leg while investigating a murder scene was probably a very bad idea and I hope whoever repaired it gave you ALL the grief.