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Name: Van
Age: Old enough
Pronouns: Null/void, they/them
Inspired by
silveradept 's comment policy post, (which captures my extended thoughts on comments to the letter) let's jot down a few things potential new subscribers and friends should probably know out the gates:
1) This blog is 99.8% public, and the only way to get access is to quite literally Be My Friend and someone I talk to on almost a daily regular. (Actually, if you have access without feeling like you should? That's me being friends with you through the mere exposure effect. HMU.)
2) I will lock posts I don't want to talk about. I'll hide posts I don't want linked around. The only time I don't like links/comments is when commenting is disabled. Outside of producing content, I see it as my job to keep my journal clean, not anyone else's who might wanna engage me where my words happen to be at the moment.
3) Just like on Ao3, I give full permission to remix, podfic, translate, create art for or create secondary fanwork of any fanwork I have posted. I also give blanket permission to reach out and comment and engage with me or my stories by commenting or on other platforms by discussing, recommending or using my works in a critique. However, I reserve the right to choose my own form of response, and I do not blanket agree to accept or engage with comments or criticism of me or my work.
DW doesn't have an ask box. It only has DMs, which I'm fine with and like receiving, BUT in case people DO want to interact with me anonymously, this post is their chance to do so. Also, doesn't have to be anonymous -- you're free to identify yourself and use this as a public conversation channel if you're simply not fussed about making a DW account. All comments are screened, unless you have access -- at that point I trust you enough to Not Make My Journal A Mess.
Tbh nobody is ever going to convince me that taking a myth about rape and turning it into a story about consensual sex where the woman simply lies to the other men in her life about it being rape is somehow antifeminist because a) I don't think stories about female agency make me less able to empathise with people talking about the sexual violence they've faced and b) I simply don't care about the anxieties of misogynists.
Women should cheat on shitty controlling men and lie about it, actually.
After two years of ignoring it because the fandom struck me as having all the problems modern fandom has, I finally listened to Epic The Musical last weekend and I'm glad I stayed away from it! Because the show turned out to be a giant fucking analysis bear trap and stepping in it on purpose after the footpath it's on sees less traffic is much preferrable to stepping in it accidentally at the peak of it's popularity.
What a fascinating adaptation and a fascinating story. In general, I'm not great at analysing musicals b/c I'm like barely not musically literate enough to keep track of all the relevant leitmotifs but just musically literate enough that I subconsciously pick up on when stuff aligns. Like, I was already mulling over the depiction of fatherhood/mentorhood (because of course I was) before I noticed that Telemachus' motif doesn't actually show up in Act 2 until Odysseus finally arrives in Ithaca because he doesn't think he's capable of being a good father anymore, but I didn't pick up on the reason I liked all of the gods' songs the best until I realised I'm just being a slut for percussion once again.
Speaking of gods -- Epic may be my favourite portrayal of Zeus ever? In general I really like the way the gods are written in Epic, with their recognisably human psychology and their ability to empathise with human concerns, but also the fundamental inhumanity of their status and their motivations was really well done and makes the story fun to analyse. Athena has arguably the stronger traditional "character arc" between her and Odysseus, she gets to experience positive growth and be rewarded for it, and her haughtiness and immaturity is the thing that ultimately lies under Ody's problems -- but she's not really the person the story is about, because it can't be! She's literally a god! She just gets to be the one moving it all.
And I think that general understanding of what the gods are and how to use them narratively is also why Zeus is such a treat. A lot of people trying to do a "myth-accurate" Zeus end up just making him a repulsive gross old sex pest with too much power in a way that never quite feels right to me, whereas Epic takes the subtext of sexual threat in his character and actually uses that to exemplify what he is like and for what reasons. Zeus in Epic is not just threatening and sexually aggressive, he is also sensual and compelling -- y'know. Like power is supposed to be. You want power, when it's used for your benefit, and you're scared of it when it's used against you. Zeus, lecherous and almighty, irreverent and fickle even while fulfilling his duties, in a way that benefits Odysseus works so much better because in the span of two minutes using the power of song writing and Luke Holt's incredible voice, Epic presents both sides of power.
It's just very tasty over all. I'm usually a Main Character Liker, but whenever a story has characters who aren't the protagonist that I have a lot to say about, that's where I feel like I'm being served a full course meal. And while I do have a lot to say about Ody, I have way more to say about how everyone else around Ody informs him.
Watching the new Crimes New Roman video, where it discusses irony poisoning and how irony is kind of just a polite way of communicating contempt without exposing yourself, and this suddenly explains a lot about why high-masking "mentally ill not neurospicy" neurodivergent people end up being so hideously ableist and relying so much on a shared normalcy of behaviour and thought.
They're just pissed off. They're just angry that they've lived their lives in a box trying not to let anyone see what is wrong with them, and the rest of us who don't have the option to pass and thus have never tried are somehow... IDK. They just look at us and feel angry, and then they lecture us about empathy without ever showing even a little bit of compassion towards people who fundamentally are just like them, and are in fact going through their own fucking hell dimension of constantly being excluded on the basis of not being like those other people.
In other thoughts, I need to read more David Foster Wallace apparently.
I said jokingly on Discord that every time I venture outside of my bubble I realise people around me have no taste, but at the same time I am genuinely so tempted to get insufferable about Iron Lung and how the true way to appreciate the way psychosis and mental fragmentation under stress and isolation is found through the knowledge that the script was written by a fellow torture pervert.
(I came to post about this on DW because unfortunately the Other Big Spaceship Fandom on Tumblr is getting on my last goddamn nerve and I am at this moment incapable of speaking nicely to my fellow humans about it.)
Amanda Swell Entertainment made a video about a black model having her photo stolen and having some white influencer paste her face onto that image and instead of focusing on the meaningful issues like digital blackface and content theft the video is all about how the white influencer said "AI did this"
And she just.... takes her at her word and doesn't question it and just complains about people using AI.
I love her but this fucking sucks. Why are we not calling out a liar to her face for trying to shift blame to AI or "AI companies" doing this shit. Someone made a clear touched up image of her face on another woman's body and we're blaming the technology used?
Fuck it. Welcome back "Button That Makes Beautiful Art" discourse. I hope you die.
I cannot with these fucking Youtube thinkpieces of "does the internet rot your brain" and "is your lack of local friendships making you a less functional person" and "are impersonal relationships the downfall of society"
I'm glad none of you have been as profoundly lonely as I have, I guess, but I'm pretty sure my online friendships were healthier than your IRL ones before the pandemic, and I was not privileged enough to just sit inside while the world ground to a halt around me.
I'm already seeing posts with all capital letters and H1 titles saying shit like "never reblog something with a comment, keep it in the tags, leave a reply" and I'm afraid Tumblr's internal culture is going to take care of killing any and all interactions on the site.
First they made it so that OPs of posts will yell at me if I leave tags they don't like because they don't know how to turn off tag view in their Activity, and now I'm gonna get a totally different kind of person yelling at me for reblogging with a comment b/c I'm "taking away notes" from OP, and all this time I have replies disabled on my blog because a third kind of person will spend all their time arguing with someone else in my replies.
Kill Tumblr. Let it be over.
I am currently working night shift and the inability to play Beat Saber after work is genuinely making me a little bit stir crazy. Over on Tumblr I commented that I really want to make a mod that makes the song title increasingly gory the more times I've failed to pass a song -- I genuinely feel like that is more achievable than actually passing some of the songs in my queue b/c I feel the rust every time I have a chance to go back to the game.
Maybe I should see if I can struggle the Linux version to work. Then I could play in ten minute increments again and not have to commit to a full play session the way switching OSes requires.
There was a poll about temperatures that caused a lot of hubbub recently and it's made me think about a different post I saw going around on Tumblr about how media never depicts warm places as "home", prescribing a northern hemisphere climate as normal and both southern hemisphere and equatorial climate as "foreign" and "exotic", and while I agree with the spirit of that post, the actual wording of it kind of irritated me as a northener, because media also rarely depicts actual northern climate as anything but exotic and mercilessly harsh.
Often this is done by representing anything north of 60 degrees north as a world of perpetual snow and ice, as tundra and wasteland, where there's no grass and no sunlight except in brief moments, and the winters and cold are exaggerated to resemble the summers of Antarctica, a literally uninhabitable continent. It's especially noticeable in the way people who live in the north are depicted -- when you get noble savage representations of Arctic indigenous peoples, they're always emphasising hardiness and a stubborn survivalist attitude, painting a picture of cultures that are too busy surviving to exhibit any joy or beauty, and when northern peoples are sufficiently naturalised as white, often we're depicted as completely culturally indistinguishable from a generic "western" culture, and our cultural practices that are distinctly northern are treated as quaint curiosities, or claimed to be stolen from sufficiently exoticised indigenous culture by progressive racists.
This is because the western imagination is firmly temperate more than it is really northern, and the generic western world is always imagining itself as being in the goldielocks zone with everyone around itself being some or other kind of savage because they lack one or other kind of abundance (either in arable land and resources, or in the fortitude it actually takes to cultivate the land and develop as a nation). Even people who are nominally considered being part of that imagination as it is used in (lbr, mostly USAmerican) media is still caricateurised when it falls outside of the very specific niche that is considered "normal". The joke about how Yankees are able to whitewash even other white people is largely about treating culture as a floating signifier or an aesthetic that can be stripped away to leave a purely "normal" person is the result of this.
This isn't to say that the exoticisation and appropriation of cultures that are distinctly non-western to a western imagination isn't a real problem. It's just that the representation of northern peoples also gets real bad real fast. Ultimately that post really spoke to something in me with the complaint that it's weird to see your home be reduced to a slice of tourist-familiar signifiers and then people acting like it's so wild and weird that aaaaanyone could live anywhere except continental US and central Europe.
Actually crazy how much you'd think occasionally having an OS that simply will not do what you want would be frustrating and put me off from experimenting with Mint, but I'm finding out that it's actually the other way around. Even if I have to do things for a slightly cumbersome way for a while, when it does reach a critical level of annoyance I often find myself developing new skills to compensate, which makes using Mint a lot more fun than using Windows.
I wish I had someone to hash out my Homestuck feelings with who had the same relationship to the comic as I do. Being so far removed from the situation, isolated by layers of language and physical distance, makes it so that I will probably never be able to have any certainty over anything, and I would feel selfish going up to people who are closer to the issue to ask them to recount their experiences to me, but like a lot of extremely on-fire discourse that happens exclusively on the anglophone internet between mostly US-based users, it always does leave me with half-finished feelings and a bad taste in my mouth.
Having narrowly avoided reading Shrike the riot act about how the current situation – in which he and Beebs are now dealing with a mutual rejection of all of the bonding they’d been doing up to this point – is all Shrike’s own fucking fault, I do also want to talk about what agency Beebs has over the situation, and the ways in which he is also culpable for his own part of the bad communication.
Because, like, it’s fairly obvious that Beebs is also practicing some crazy selective sharing with Shrike, right? He may have taken Shrike at his word about having left Enforcement, but he openly references Shrike still having some unfinished business with the suit and the presumably-everything-else associated with it. And while I acknowledge that this is Shrike, and he may have simply not cared to ask, I genuinely don’t get the sense that Shrike knows much about Beebs’ personal history. I maintain that it’s likely that Beebs is actively hiding things from Shrike too, otherwise he wouldn’t be acting guilty and cagey whenever the topic of Shrike associating with him comes up.
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I haven't really been Linuxposting as much as I expected because truly the experience has for the most part been so seamless and easy that I haven't felt the need to seek emotional support, but on Friday I took my first crack at debugging my NVidia issues that have stopped me from playing Beat Saber on Linux, and I managed to bone it up badly enough that I had to reinstall Mint entirely.
And amusingly enough this experience has only made me more convinced that switching to Linux was not only the right call, but an incredible boon to me specifically, because the reinstall took a grand total of two hours and in four I was up and running with everything looking exactly the way it had been pre-reinstall.
I've never felt such a sense of power over my computing apparatus forreal.
I do actually think that before episode 4, Beebs was used to getting promises he could trust him to keep out of Shrike, which is why Shrike relapsing ends up triggering such a big breakdown in communication between them, resulting in what I consider the most heinous shit we’ve heard him say to Beebs until now.
Episodes 2 and 3 go out of their way to establish that both Beebs and Shrike make bids for connection through sharing their interests. Treating ep3 as a representative showcase, we get an example of a kind of trade of bids going on between them – Beebs teaching Shrike to play the guitar, and approaching him to spend time with him for its own sake, Shrike* *changing his patterns to better accommodate Beebs’ interests, staying out of his way and also practicing the guitar by himself. The relationship is two-sided, even with Beebs being perhaps more proactive in maintaining it because he’s just a lot more gregarious than Shrike is.
We also know that the Terran stuff matters a lot to Shrike. The pizza, the cartoons, his interest in El Bandito specifically is a major part of a different bid for connection he makes in episode 2 (which Beebs takes in the form of dropping the argument), and it’s also a part of how Beebs approaches Shrike in episode 3 when he’s making his own bid for Shrike’s company (which Shrike takes and immediately *returns *by asking for more guitar lessons. They’re so funny to me, just endlessly doing little kindnesses at each other and being so fucking snarky every other time.)
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It's kind of galling just how much Monkey Wrench seems to be written For Me, Specifically, especially b/c within the episodes that are out they've both established extremely clear visual symbolism (in the form of triangles, diamonds and circles) and extremely clear colour symbolism (in the form of the primaries red, yellow and blue, plus the villainous green) and now I'm looking through all of the episodes with a magnifying glass, spotting those patterns everywhere and questioning if that's a design decision made for cohesion and visual interest or if it's worldbuilding hiding in plain sight.
I already kind of convinced myself that purple is the designated Endling Colour:tm:, but the case is so shaky I know I'm basically just seeing the Shrike-Punti parallel and extrapolating where doing that isn't necessary. But like why would they establish Secondary Colours Bad if they were gonna use PURPLE there?
I woke up thinking about the Terran pendant and how Shrike taking it off Jaw Bone and then trying to find a way to give it to Beebs is a peace offering. "If it makes you feel better--", he says, because he knows it's valuable, but he chose to give it to Beebs because at least they can sell it if Beebs doesn't appreciate that Shrike is trying to make a bid for connection (through his interests, the same way we know Beebs has done for him. They do it in episode 3 at each other)
(I'm on the floor crying.)
I am back from my general holiday revelry and one of the last things I did with Saikku was watch Monkey Wrench. It has now joined the list of "indie animation I watch on Youtube where I genuinely cannot wait for the next episode", and furthermore I feel extremely called out by the fact that not a week later, after my first rewatch, I made a joke on Discord about how Shrike and Beebs are like if "fandom Bulkjack was interesting"
God. I do not know when to shut my fucking mouth do I.
My other birthday present -- an Elgato capture card -- arrived today and I'm honestly delighted by how much of it is packed in cardboard. The only plastic thing in the package was the capture card itself, having a plastic casing, and a die-cut sticker I slapped on my PS2 b/c why not. The clamshell the card and cables were in was cardboard, and even the ribbons holding the cable rolls closed were cardboard instead of plastic.
I've just managed to install Linux Mint 22.1 on my computer and I've discovered that first install Linux takes just as much updating and polishing the inside of the screen to get it up and running as Windows.
I did immediately find a way to get all of my Firefox settings over, and I'm currently working out how to best install Discord so that I don't run into hardware issues -- plus the obligatory "cleaning up the interface and setting myself some nice background images and system sounds.