OFFER YOUR GUEST TEA AS SOON AS THEY ARRIVE - GIVE THEM THE LARGER MUG, BECAUSE THEN THEY CAN HAVE MORE TEA IN IT, AND MORE TEA IS BETTER - OFFER THEM MORE TEA AS SOON AS THEY HAVE FINISHED THEIR MUG OF TEA, BECAUSE MORE TEA IS BETTER.
IF SOMEONE LOOKS STRESSED, OFFER TO…
George RR Martin you sneaky bastard.
I read once…somewhere, before all the Game of Thrones stuff came out (I’ve been reading GRRM since…2001, as my battered copy of the first American printing of the book will attest to, if only I could find it), that A Song of Ice and Fire was just a slightly fantastical version of the War of the Roses…which made me totally go out and study the War of the Roses to try and figure out how the series actually ends and who might have a chance at surviving. Prediction: Rickon Stark marries Daenerys, everyone (well, everyone surviving, so…Tyrion, Sansa, and Davos) lives happily ever after.
haha, it doesn’t get much more obvious than “Lannister” for “Lancaster”. Stark = York. Dornishmen are Cornishmen with a Spanish/Arab gloss, which is not much of a stretch as the Book of Invasions (can’t remember the Irish name) says the modern Irish are from Spain to begin with, and the Cornish are a Celtic people. the “free cities” are Italy, up to and including their usage of a a bastard post-Roman tongue and their proclivity to produce mercenary companies. The Wall is Hadrian’s Wall. Andals are Angles. Qarth and all the other eastern states are just souped-up orientalist fantasies. the “narrow sea” is the english channel. the Greyjoys are Danish (though geographically a bit displaced), and there’s as much of the Norman Conquest (the death of Edward the Confessor saw at least 3 contenders for the throne, including a claimant who died almost immediately) and possibly a Scottish rebellion or two as there is of the War of the Roses.
The amount of people who reblogged this from me claiming it’s Britain is actually depressing. It’s Ireland, goddammit, learn some geography. Jesus.
Thank you, Monty Python.
