Mahmood Mamdani, from “Modernity and Violence” in Good Muslim, Bad Muslim (via tzunuun)
It bears repeating that the reason Hitler is a Western symbol for the darkest depth of all evil, is that he broke the pact of whiteness and did things within Europe that white people agree should only be done to non-Europeans in Africa, Asia, America. Genocide in those places is acceptable, even natural, to Europeans; but Hitler brought genocidal brutality to Europe, and for that he’s the epitome of evil.
i want to travel the world but i also want to stay home in bed
And this is why Bilbo Baggins speaks to my soul.
"…and I said to Chris what I said to you, which is, you know, I’ll look back and I’ll see one of the old episodes, and I’ll think, ‘God, I’m just awful.’ And the show is okay — and this is like really early on in the first year — and yet I forgive myself and the show in many ways because what I lacked in expertise I think I made up for in kind of a, a yearning to please. [laughter] There was kind of a greenness to the guy, and a sincerity, a real sincerity, that I think by the end of the show I kind of lost by fatigue and maybe being jaded, y’know, in the process of becoming well-known, and the show becoming this… ‘thing,’ that kind of is cool in the beginning, even though my voice is strangled and three octaves higher than it normally is."
David Duchovny, The Treatment, April 2007
I don’t really keep up with David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson, but The X-Files was the first online media fandom I actively participated in when I was a teenager, so thinking about it very nostalgic for me.
I’ve seen a few quotes recently floating around tumblr from David and Gillian looking back on the show a decade or more later, and it’s sad to me that they seem to have been completely ground down by the end. They both talk about being fairly overwhelmed by the experience, and seem to have mixed feelings looking back on it.
I wasn’t into actor fandom back then, so I don’t know if they were open about feeling that way at the time, or if that’s something they’ve only been able to talk about in hindsight, but it’s actually kind of sad for me to read.
I loved this show a lot.
Three sentences (give or take a few paragraphs) meme: anon — “sterek and everyone as mythological creatures au”
This isn’t quite the prompt, but it’s in the neighborhood. Also, I picture this taking place less in actual mythology and more in, y’know, Hercules:tLJ.
Stiles had expected to find a creature more skeleton than man, wasted to nothing, barely capable of speech — if, indeed, he lived at all.
It was readily apparent that Derek was none of those things.
"My family must have sent you," Derek said, tightly clasping Stiles’ arm. His hand left fingerprints in blood near the inner bend of Stiles’ elbow. "Tell me, are they well?"
They were dead, all of them. Derek had been trapped on this unwelcoming rock of an island for six long years; a great deal had happened in his absence.
"Laura sends you her love," Stiles said. He was sure that was true, in a way, and he needed to get Derek off the island before the half-woman he’d just slain awoke, or split in two, or became something even more fearsome than herself; that was usually how these things went. "We have much to discuss, once we’re safely aboard my ship."
He hadn’t risked death to free Derek out of the goodness of his heart. Derek was the only man who had ever bested the curse of Zeus Lykaios, the only wolf who had ever again become a man, and Stiles needed Derek to tell him how he’d done it so that Stiles could save his brother.
Stiles had already been a year and a half on the road, searching for Derek. Scott couldn’t wait any longer.
He would tell Derek about his family, about the war that had claimed his house. He would. As soon as Derek told him how to set Scott free, Stiles would tell him everything.
I want you by my side. We’re brothers, you and I. All of together, protecting each other. We want the same thing
My friend. I’m sorry, but we do not.
I love this. I took this from “To Boldly Go…” of the Season One.
I love them, I really do.
ita-tblr hay monton de material extra en los DVDs de Star Trek TOS. Esto estaba ahi. ¿Lo habias leido? :)
From Marcin Przybys, Tengwar New Light and Tengwar New Bold
This project is a kind of playing with typography.
J.R.R. Tolkien created new race – Elves with their language, culture and stylish alphabet. But did you ever imagine that the Elves evolve to present time ? Would they have their own Helvetica ? How their „Hengwar” typeface would develop ?I made two modern elvish „Tengwar” typfaces (Tengwar New Light and Tengwar New Bold).
WELL THAT’S AWESOME
on that distant shore,
where songs strain
and go on and on…
Jennifer Lawrence was hungry on the Red Carpet, so Jeannie gave her some Pop Rocks to hold her over until pizza time.
I love Jennifer Lawrence like Jennifer Lawrence loves junk food
This is the kind of stuff I say on Twitter, if you were curious.
Since I can never let anything go and I get weirdly self-conscious whenever my commentary starts to spread around the internet, I thought it’d be a good time to elaborate on these two quippy tweets I made the other day.
This is a point I make with some frequency, although it’s kind of divorced of context here because, you know, Twitter. Basically, I get a really bad case of eyeroll whenever I see/hear people complaining about how the romance/love triangle in THG was “unnecessary” or “annoying” or any of the other million words people use to say they think the series would have been better if Katniss was a lone fox who never kissed anyone.
Here are my main problems with this.
1) The initial “romance” between Katniss and Peeta was LITERALLY STAGED. SHE DIDN’T REALLY CARE OR WANT TO DO IT. There’s an entire subplot dedicated to Peeta’s sadfeels about the fact that Katniss wasn’t really into him and did it for the cameras/survival.
2) The subsequent actual developed romance between both Gale and Peeta was about a frightened, confused teenage girl hashing out some very complicated feelings about life, death, love, and friendship/family. The girl was loaded with a whole lot of baggage she didn’t ask for or deserve. I’m perfectly okay with her wanting to kiss a boy once in a while as escapism or just getting a jolly in amidst the misery. If I were a teenager whose life was in literal danger all the time, I’d want some nice memories, too.
3) Anyone who’s actually read the books knows that, comparatively speaking, the “romance” takes up very little of the series. It’s a subplot at best. She does have feelings for and cares for both boys, who have very intimate, personal ties to her and her constant near-death experiences. Sue her or something.
4) In my mind, Gale/Peeta has always been a metaphor of choice between revenge and healing for Katniss. That’s how I read it. I hate seeing it reduced to some throwaway kissy-face to appeal to the teenybopper girls or whatever.
5) The “Team Peeta vs Team Gale” stuff has always been spearheaded by the media, not the series itself.
These are the reasons I tend to eyeroll whenever The Hunger Games is criticized for being too heavy on the romance, or Collins accused of bowing to the corporate publishers’ desire for sexy kissy-time. It grates on me.
THAT SAID, the context of these particular tweets is steeped partially in these observations, and also in some other, overreaching personal observations. As background, I first read 1984 as a 17-year-old senior in my AP English unit of utopian/dystopian literature. I loved the book. LOVED it. Liked it more than Brave New World, which I also read during that same unit. I have no doubt that it was formative in my love of dystopian literature.
To get this out of the way, I’ll admit that every time I make this point, I *always* hear the following arguments:
You can’t compare 1984 to The Hunger Games because one’s a literary classic and one’s a contemporary commercial bestseller.
You can’t compare them because the context in which they’re read is different and THG is at the forefront of media and fandom in the modern age, while 1984 isn’t read that way.
And here’s my response to those arguments: that’s not the context in which I’m making the commentary here. I’m fully aware that it’s pretty much impossible to accurately compare the two works because they’re from different times and often read in wildly different contexts (academic vs pop culture). But that’s also part of the issue.
Academia is not some untouchable monolith whose intentions are always pure and true, first of all. Academia is far and away influenced by carefully selected “quality” literature filtered through a lot of sieves that end up producing a lot of books by white guys. We’re at a period in history where the past is largely overwhelmed by dominant voices and minority voices are still only just being recognized as worthy, when they’re recognized at all. Books we consider classics today are classics because we’re told they’re classics. They’re the books that survived and were labeled “literature.”
I’m not here to argue that THG is destined to become a classic. Probably not. But who knows? Ultimately, my argument is that these two books are books that we feed teenagers. They read 1984 for class as assigned reading, they read THG at home for pleasure. The context is that we make snide remarks about a teenage girl written by a woman as having needless romantic entanglements that muddy the story, while we teach that the man sleeping with a woman is expressing love in a society devoid of it.
We read Winston and Julia as metaphors, as foils, as illustrations of the opposing themes of the novel. This is what we tell young adults reading the book for the first time — this relationship is a metaphor, it has a purpose.
Katniss’ relationships, however, are stupid. Pointless. Meaningless fluff to appeal to girls and distract from the “real” story. This is what we’re telling young adults, too. That THIS relationship, in THIS dystopia, in THIS context, is totally the worst and not worthy of exploration.
Time and time again, I hear people argue that men who wrote the literary classics knew how to write love/sex without making it “distracting” from the core literary thread. Ladies, however, remain the damned mob of scribbling women who can’t write a single kiss scene without it ruining an otherwise worthwhile story.
Can we really compare 1984 and The Hunger Games? I think so, on some level. They’re the same genre. They explore similar themes of destructive totalitarian governments and oppressed citizens. There’s love, hate, betrayal, destruction, misery. It’s not a far stretch, really.
Can they ever play on the same field? Well, I don’t know. We don’t really let them, do we? 1984 is removed because it’s an academic classic engrained in our curriculum because somewhere down the line someone thought it was worth it. We don’t have to give THG that distinction. We can write it off.
(And before people argue that 1984 is THE dystopian novel, I’ll just remind you that dystopia in fiction existed decades earlier)
Can we argue they’re the same quality with the same teaching potential? Yeah, I think we can. They’re different, certainly, but we have a tendency to write off modern literature as lacking when compared to the classics. We do it in art, in literature, in music… always. Nothing that’s made today is ever good enough to compare. Except that it is, and some of the art we create today WILL survive and WILL be “classic” a century from now. It all depends on how the cards shake out, doesn’t it?
Anyway. I’m rambling. This is why I don’t try to make elaborate arguments on Twitter. That’s what my Tumblr’s for.
THESE ARE MY THOUGHTS, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THEM. If people want to make counter-arguments, that’s cool. I laid my cards on the table. Let it lead to wherever.
I DID enjoy these thoughts very much!