Claimed unknowns. Dames and stones. Change my tone. GAME OF THRONES.

A few weeks ago, around the premiere of the newest season of Game of Thrones, a friend posted on Facebook. Like me, she had never seen the show, and was curious what all the commotion was about: Why were people so in love with this story? Was it worth her while to make time to watch it? Would it really live up to all the hype? I posted a reply based on what I'd been told and snippets I'd heard: basically, it's violent and rape-y. I shared that I'd rather spend my time doing other things, or watching a comedy instead. And then I watched an episode. Season 7, Episode 3, to be exact. And only really the last half. Now, before everyone gets all in a tizzy, let me clarify. I wasn't planning on actually watching the episode. (I have been told many times over that one cannot jump into this show from the middle.) I had work to do, and was sitting nearby on my laptop while the show was playing. I'd done the exact same thing the week before, and never even really…
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