Sillytimes! There is such a thing as domestic avengers on Tumblr, which is...um...domestic Avengers. Tony/Steve with Peter Parker as their son, Clint/Bruce, stuff like that. It is adorable and awesome and I highly recommend it.

This wallpaper is based on this gifset specifically. I can't recommend hemsworthss enough, just in general. :)


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31 May 2012 @ 08:10 pm
It's really noticeably further. 2:40 riding; 15 minute stop for peeing and snacking. So, almost 3 hrs overall. I think I'll bring a granola bar next time; it took forever at the grocery store to get checked out for my one item.
 
 
31 May 2012 @ 04:39 pm
In a comment on my last post I implied that Aiko was not too bright. Then I put my boots and hat on, and found my library books and my keys, as Aiko eagerly followed me. Then I put a dog poo bag in my pocket and Aiko leaped with joy.

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31 May 2012 @ 03:18 pm

Um. Some of these are pretty old, I think, because of my thing about having 10 fics to rec. *hands* Whee!

X-Men

another gorgeous thing that should not have happened by [info]postcardmystery and [info]gyzym. Zombie AU, still-powered, Charles/Erik and Logan/Scott. It's...at first I wasn't sure I was going to like the style, but then I got sucked in. It's haunting.

Homestuck

The Life of the World to Come by emilyenrose. Feferi/Sollux and The Condesce/ψiioniic. Juxtaposition between their relationships.

A Sailorman's Hymn by VastDerp. Signless/Psiioniic. Signless finds Psiioniic long after they've both died.

PROMSTUCK by shelby, urbanAnchorite, and Cephied_Variable. Johnkat with a little Kanaya/Rose and others. At the prom. Completely adorable plus art!

Ashes by OtherCat. Non-Sgrub AU where the twelve have led a successful rebellion, killed the Condesce...and find her Helmsman.

Avengers

The Five Times Clint Barton Proposed to Natasha Romanov (And The One Time She Said Yes) by [info]eiluned. I love this Clint. Love-love.

Let Go by [info]eiluned. Clint/Natasha. BDSM, consensual.

The Only John Wayne Left In This Town by [info]gyzym. Clint/Darcy. Clint loves his banjo. No, he really does, and this is really good.

Stillness of the Mind by [info]tju_tju_tju_tju. Tony/Bruce. Tony is all about science...and boning Bruce.

Original Work

Margot's Room Not fic, but a comic, and brilliantly done.

ETA: I forgot to mention, the comic works like this: you choose things in the picture to click on, based on the text. So "First he gave me flowers," means you start with the dried flowers on the wall, etc.

 
 
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Over at Tor.com, the person who writes their Genre in the Mainstream column—that is, the column which seeks to claim writers such as Brautigan and Millhauser as writers of the fantastic—has this to say about the fiction selections in this week's New Yorker, which is the science fiction issue:

But none of them are actually science fiction or fantasy writers...the lack of inclusion of an actual honest-to-goodness science fiction (or fantasy!) writer made me feel like we weren’t getting a fair shake.

Now, it seems to me that someone who writes a piece of science fiction or fantasy and gets it published is a science fiction/fantasy writer, at least at that moment. In this week's New Yorker is also Jonathan Lethem, who has had novels published by Tor Books, and stories in Omni, The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, one of the Starlight anthologies, etc. So even if "science fiction writer" now simply means "someone published by a science fiction publisher", Tor.com's columnist is wrong. Clearly, something else is meant by reading a work of science fiction and declaring its author not a science fiction writer. But what could be meant? You tell me!



Poll #1843971 Why Aren't The People In the SF Issue of the New Yorker SF writers
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 99

There's something different about these people...

View Answers
lack of visibile stink lines coming off their bodies
4 (4.2%)
not one of them was ever Guest of Honor at Skiffycon, down at the airport Ramada
8 (8.3%)
their stories are too well-written, seem faggy
16 (16.7%)
all fail to claim victim status as geeks; must therefore be "Cool Kid" oppressors
12 (12.5%)
Junot Diaz works at MIT, where no self-respecting science fiction writer would ever be seen
3 (3.1%)
not one story about overweight libertarian supermen saving the universe from the Insecto-Negroids of Sector 7G-Alpha
8 (8.3%)
fifth-columnist Nick Mamatas agitating on behalf of the New Yorker; brain parasites at work somehow
18 (18.8%)
I get nothing but form rejections from the magazine and these people get in! Conspiracy!!!
5 (5.2%)
I've never heard of these people because I don't read very much.
11 (11.5%)
it's just not a science fiction magazine if there aren't any space whales getting raped on the cover
11 (11.5%)
 
 
31 May 2012 @ 10:32 am
I went, I ran. Seven miles, 72:35, my third best this year.
 
 
30 May 2012 @ 09:25 pm
I always send some preliminary remarks to students whose work is going to be workshopped a day or two before class, to prepare them for what they will hear from me and might hear from their classmates. Today, for the first time, I wrote an email like this:


Hello, thanks for the chapter of your book. I don't have much to say—if this chapter is representative of the work, then this book is publishable. You use commas and one-sentence paragraphs more than I'd like, and there's a graf or two I'd strike just for speed's sake, and the whole thing is a little out of fashion, but fashions change. The marks I made on the ms, another editor might unmake. You may as well start looking for agents immediately, if it's done. I can see DAW publishing this, or maybe Orbit. Let me know if you have any questions about my remarks. I'll see you Saturday!


Sometimes people take a class and all the need from it is to be told that they don't need the class.
 
 
30 May 2012 @ 07:46 pm

I seriously loved the dynamic between Clint and Natasha in this movie, eve though they spent v little time together on screen.

And I know I might sound trite, but I do love the way Joss Whedon writes women, so Natsha was quite lovely. I was so, so worried. The femme fatale that uses her feminine wiles...that could have turned out SO BADLY but it didn't.


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30 May 2012 @ 01:30 pm
This is today's freak-out:



For those too lazy to click, it's a toddler singing a song in church, to the applause of the congregation. The refrain, and I presume the title, of the song is "Ain't No Homos Gonna Make it to Heaven." People are screaming brainwashing! and child abuse!

I guess I'd just like to point out two things:

1. most adults don't believe the same things at age 40, or even age 18, as they do at age 4.

2. gays and musical theater go together like chocolate and peanut butter.

I'm pretty sure we'll see this kid on whatever passes for The Advocate in 2026, shirtless, with ripped abs, and maybe wearing an oversized crucifix featuring a similarly shirtless, ripped Jesus. It's a cosmic inevitability, honestly. Good job, church!
 
 
This post has spoilers.

The Monster Men is the first novel I've read by Edgar Rice Burroughs that was not part of either the Barsoom series or the Tarzan series. In 1913 he wrote seven novels; it seems to have been the year in which he realized that writing was a money machine for him. The Monster Men was published in a magazine in November of that year.

Unlike Burroughs's more popular series novels, The Monster Men didn't see print in book form until 1929, the last of the 1913 crop to be made into a book. I'm intrigued by the fact that this makes the book still under copyright, so if Project Gutenberg did it right, they digitized the text from the magazine. I'm a bit unclear about the details of copyright law, though. Perhaps the book form doesn't get any separate copyright. I would love a glimpse at the copyright page of the first edition; unfortunately Google Books doesn't seem to have scan of the first edition, and the Hathi Trust doesn't have it at all. So I don't know what the legalities are; can I create a digital text by scanning a 1980 printing of a story that was first published in 1920? Under what circumstances can a reprinter claim a new copyright?

The story of The Monster Men shows certain debts to Frankenstein; Maxon's technique is indistinguishable from Frankenstein's: although it's true that Shelley never mentions vats full of a liquid growth medium, nothing she writes implies that the vats aren't there. Another similarity is the conventional opinion that creating life in this way is evil in and of itself, because it arrogates the operations of God. In Frankenstein, however, the opinion is delivered ambiguously, so that it isn't clear whether Frankenstein's sin is the creation itself or his subsequent abrogation of the concomitant responsibility. In The Monster Men, Burroughs buys the conventional opinion unconditionally; Maxon is still evil even though he cares for his creations much better than Frankenstein cared for his.

Maxon is the stereotypical evil mad scientist, which made me wonder when this trope got started. Is Burroughs its author? A century earlier, Victor Frankenstein, while irresponsible and obsessive, did not conform to the stereotype.

The whole issues of "souls" in the story bothered me. My own philosophy, in case my readers don't already know it, is that either there are no such things as souls, or that they are entirely implemented by brains: if a human being has a soul, it is because that is how brains behave, and not because human beings are specially endowed with souls by God. Because this viewpoint is so natural to me, I somehow assumed that Burroughs would share it. Throughout the whole story, I thought Burroughs was explicitly and intentionally undermining the "soul" view. The characters in the story, it is true, espouse it, and frequently remark that Maxon was evil to have created "soulless monsters". But Number Thirteen gets the reader's sympathy early, and is so clearly not soulless that I was sure Burroughs was espousing the humanist view. Even when the third-person text uses the term "soulless", it was easy to read sarcasm into the tone, so I thought that Burroughs was deprecating his characters' unsympathetic stance toward the monsters. All of the other characters but two, after all, are pretty wicked. But then, surprise! At the very end it turns out that Number Thirteen isn't a monster after all, but just an ordinary human being. That's why he's not soulless! Burroughs, in fact, completely buys into the conventional view, and never for a moment intended to subvert it. The surface reading that Shelley transcended a century earlier, is the only reading Burroughs intended.

Now I have begun reading etext #97, the classically weird Flatland, by the stutteringly named Edwin Abbott Abbott.
 
 
30 May 2012 @ 11:14 am
Over at Team Rocket, we're pleased to note that both Mardock Scramble and The Lord of the Sands of Time are getting some Hollywood action.

Red Plenty is out in the US! (I read the import a few years ago; it was really obscure, you probably hadn't heard of it.) The gang at Crooked Timber has a symposium going. Sadly, the the best piece has that Yakov Smirnoff "In Soviet Russia _____ [blanks] you" headline type, and Kim Stanley Robinson's piece simply weighs in to assure us that Red Plenty is a novel. Gosh, thanks.

The other day, I saw Tideland, the notorious Terry Gilliam movie. You know there is going to be trouble when a movie starts like this:


You're not going to like this movie. Also, I am a little girl.

And it really is a bad film. Not quite interesting bad either. Really, it's the kind of movie that is best heard about from an enthusiast and then simply imagined. It starts off well enough, but the middle hour of the movie is basically a little kid talking to doll heads on her fingers. The story: girl's smack addict parents die, she wanders around daydreaming, meets two weirdos who act all weird at her, then a train explodes. And two of the doll heads weren't even given interesting personalities. Also, there's a Magical Retard in the film, but at least he's incredibly destructive. Jodelle Ferland was actually good as the little girl—she did have to carry much of the film playing against either dead Jeff Bridges or a dirty Barbie head—but she's not starred in a film since then. She did, however, act all spooky in Silent Hill and have a turn in one of the Twilight films, see?



The poor thing will be signing autographs for smelly pedophiles at Comic-Con forever. If only she could be spared such a fate by Terry Gilliam taking her place in hell!
 
 
The vehemence of my petulant resistance to moving to Dreamwidth knows no bounds, which is kind of lame when things like this turn up there. Thank you, [info]all_unnecessary.

The piece is about Sherlock Holmes, and using it to understand our current cultural-socioeconomic moment.

It's in a vein with this piece by [info]bradhicks about The Avengers.

Both, in part, treat the worldview of kids who grew up with Sesame Street's opening song - "Sunny Day" - and Reagan's Morning in America pouring in stereo into their little ears. It's the worldview of these works' creators, which is mine. The people making content are my age and have my referents. They're using the available channels to discuss the ramifications of what we soaked up when small. Mind: blown. I'm so used to using artworks to understand the worldview of people older than me. Or to watching other artists do the same. Even BSG was that, unpacking patrimony.

What's cool about the authors of the art works basing the above two critiques: they're very ready for their audience to have opinions and to be in conversations about them. Whedon fandom probably has some theses about it. BBC's Sherlock Holmes: courting slash writers with the subtlety of a drag queen rendering Lady Marmalade.

So on facebook I rail a lot about what I perceive as the push on the part of corporate content owners to close access to anything but their content (to dominate communication channels by force), but looking at these two things reminds me of the crumbly nature of the actual situation, which is my very favorite way to get pwned.
 
 
30 May 2012 @ 08:29 am
Originally posted by [info]idiosyncratic at Heads up!
Taken from Tumblr:

jeyradan:

So most of you know by now that Marvel and DC Comics are both taking steps forward in their representation and portrayal of LGBTQA characters.

Both franchises already have gender and sexual minority characters (Northstar, Rictor, Shatterstar, Courier, Batwoman, Voodoo, Bunker, Icemaiden, and so on), but they’re making news this week because Marvel are featuring the wedding of Northstar (Jean-Paul Baubier) and Kyle in Astonishing X-Men, whereas DC have just announced that the Green Lantern of the New 52’s Earth-Two, Alan Scott, will be officially and openly gay.

Naturally, One Million Moms objects.

They even have a convenient form letter set up for members and other interested parties to contact Marvel and DC to express their horror.  The pre-printed text includes phrases like (trigger warnings for homophobia):

  • “I am extremely disappointed that you would use a children’s superhero character to help endorse same-sex marriage and glorify the homosexual lifestyle.”

  • “It is disgusting that your company would participate in introducing sexual orientation to children…”

  • “Your company is damaging impressionable young minds by placing these gay characters on pedestals in a positive light.”


According to One Million Moms, “Your email letter will be sent to key executives at DC Comics (Warner Bros. Entertainment Company) and Marvel (Disney).”

The wonderful thing about this form letter is that the entire text is editable and deletable.  I just used it to send a letter of high praise to both companies for their representations of gender and sexual minorities (along with apologies for the campaign that provided me with a quick and convenient way to contact them in the first place).

Why not join me in using One Million Moms’ awful form letter for good?  Send a letter thanking Marvel and DC for their recent actions!  Send a letter requesting more of them!  Do as you like, but hey, let’s corrupt the original purpose of that letter beyond recognition.  Let’s show Marvel, DC and anyone else out there just how much of a minority bigots like One Million Moms are.

Here’s the direct link to the form letter:

http://www.onemillionmoms.com/TakeAction.asp?id=456
 
 
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30 May 2012 @ 09:14 am
"June is going to be awesome and I'm getting started early."

I guess I really do have that PMA.

* Still hanging out with the same person and feeling totally blissed out but grounded
* Moving in July
* Staying posi
* Bike rides, metal shows, cooking projects, activism
* Just got two New Bad Things 7"s that I didn't have before
* Three photo shows coming up
* Tattoo?!

Yo, life ain't half bad sometimes.
 
 
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30 May 2012 @ 12:44 am
The house was cold when I got home last night. Eventually I noticed that the back door was open. I thought Nixie must have left it open to air things out, and then forgotten; I had noticed that the house smelled worse than usual.

After going to bed I noticed that my eyes were itchy. Am I allergic to dogs now? I wondered. Aiko spent the weekend at my husband's house, but he left plenty of hair here. Eventually I realized that what I was smelling was feral cat. It was so very feral cat that I had to get up and search the house. I didn't find one, but I think one of them must have been inside.

My neighbor feeds them, but they spend more time at my house. My garden has more safe spaces. And birds. And mice. And my foundation has flow-through ventilation, so it's cozier on the outside.

My neighbor and I agree that cats shouldn't live outside. We agree that we don't want them to suffer. She was really pleased when I got them trapped, neutered and returned, and the kittens to people who would tame them and put them up for adoption; pleased enough that she seems to forgive all my other neighborly flaws. That's important. But... I admit, if it were up to me... I'd have them euthanized.

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29 May 2012 @ 07:56 pm
I gotta figure out a better way to get home from work. I can SEE the freeway from my office. I got up from my desk at 5:07, then diddled about for 12 minutes getting my motorcycle clothes on, getting to the parking garage, and starting the bike. It was 5:19 when I turned out of the parking lot. It took 13 minutes to go the about 1.5 miles of the interchange area to get onto the freeway. It then took another 7 minutes to go the 5 miles between there and the entrance ramp from my old office (which, admittedly, is not so bad at that time of day.) But the entire experience is 20 minutes longer than my previous commute, and that really stinks!

I tried Bear Hill Road last time, which entailed quite a large percentage of the 13 minute bit. Then I flew along for a couple of miles... THEN I came to the end where there is a traffic signal, and there were OTHER PEOPLE waiting for the signal. It is a short signal. There were many other people. It took at least 10 minutes sitting at that signal. So that's not any better.

Next time I'm going to try Totten Pond, and see how horrible that gets in the depths of Waltham getting to Route 20.

Unfortunately there aren't any other routes.

Maybe I'll leave a bicycle on the other side of Prospect Hill Park and ride to and from through the park... It's a fair distance over a steep hill, so it wouldn't save any time. It would be more fun than sitting in traffic, though... Not sure where I could park.
 
 
29 May 2012 @ 01:02 am

I literally woke up with a killer headache at 7am on Sunday and it hasn't stopped. Laying down makes it worse. So I am still up! And I made my first wallpaper of the year. :o What is this even?

I ♥ The Avengers. This can just be Loki and Thor or, if you're into that, it can be Loki/Thor. I made two, one with text, one without.

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28 May 2012 @ 03:45 pm
This post goes out to the wonderful [info]kore_on_lj. All the hugs, bb. I hope some of this makes you smile.

In which I review the worst episode yet! And two others that aren't as bad )
 
 
28 May 2012 @ 12:40 pm
I hope to talk about some of the rants I delivered out loud in front of other people, but this one only happened in my shower:

Here's the description of the Choice Feminism panel:

Many people say that feminism is about providing more choices for people. There are people who, faced with this variety of choices, choose the same thing that the kyriarchy would have chosen for them. Is this problematic, or is this variety a strength of feminism?

I commented, "I'm a stay-at-home mom.[*] I have a lot of shame about that. The shaming doesn't come from feminism, and it doesn't come from women with jobs. It comes from people with jobs. It's how people with jobs feel about unemployed people. I want to ask you whether there is any admixture of contempt in how you feel about women who choose that."

Two of the panelists are my friends, and I trusted the other three not to be unkind. They weren't. An audience member, talking about her choices as a single mom, made eye contact with me to say, "I wish I had your choices." With a tiny chin-toss on the "wish".

Here's the rant:

That is one of the things that I meant when I said "contempt". You had it easy. Money for nothing. I wish I had your choices.

Which is true as far as it goes. But. I gave up things in exchange for getting a man's support during my childrearing years, things that Single Mom chose not to give up, and I'm not just talking about my sexual autonomy or my freedom to live where things would work out best for me. Our degrees of freedom of choice were different, but you don't get to say that mine were greater unless you're willing to look at the whole picture.


So, yeah, rantiest Wiscon ever. But I hope to change that.


[*]Not my preferred term but the one that the panel was using.

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28 May 2012 @ 11:43 am
After several months exile due to the conflict between Amazon and IPG over giving Amazon three percent of for a "co-op", my novel Sensation is back on Kindle. I'm sure IPG backed down, and charged its publishers four percent more to pay for the three percent! Also, the prices of the IPG-distroed Kindle titles are lower now. Hmmm...

Two free-today Kindle books I'd like to recommend: Jason Ridler's pro-wrestling themed hardboiled story Death Match (favorite chapter title: "Of Strong Men With Small Cocks") and Barry Graham's Scots horror/noir Of Darkness and Light.

I have nothing to say about today's holiday, except that all holidays should be reclaimed for the spirit of sloth. Never feel a moment's guilt about a moment away from work, no matter what the cause.
 
 
28 May 2012 @ 09:48 am
Two days ago I went out running, but somewhere in the fifth mile I felt a twinge in my knee. I decided to be cautious, and cut the run short, so I'm not officially counting it.

This morning, though, I did my whole seven miles in my best time so far this year, 70:21. No significant knee pain.

The weather forecast suggests I might not get out again until Thursday.
 
 
27 May 2012 @ 06:44 pm
Facebook political arguments are the greatest. Well, they're quite awful, really, because there is a higher percentage of stupid on FB than there was on LJ even in its heyday.

Today, I'm in an argument about—

What am I in an argument about? FB arguments are so incoherent.

A friend posted about the Québec student strike. One of his friends responded with a confused and inflammatory statement about Québec separatism. I found myself having to explain about provincial and federal tax structure, which this person still does not seem to understand, why separatism isn't actually treason or illegal regardless of whether or not one agrees with it, and how he ought not to complain about taxes since a) he is a beneficiary of tax dollars, and b) I probably pay way more in taxes than he does and you don't see me whining nearly as hard. And besides which, whether he pays taxes in Ontario has little to do with how tax dollars are spent in Québec.

Alas, on LJ you can have footnotes and link to stats and you can dogpile people. On FB, the discussion degenerates quickly and then gets forgotten. You can't thread it so that responses to a person's idiocy on taxes, Québec politics, and tuition are separated out so that each bit of stupid can be properly refuted. It leads to sloppy thinking on the part of inferior minds. At least, I can only assume this is why buddy thinks these are all the same issue.

Libertarians are the same all over, though. I truly hate listening to people whine about how they've worked so hard and don't want to pay taxes. It makes me want to let them loose in whatever wilderness remains and see how their self-sufficiency is worth as they slowly starve to death.
 
 
26 May 2012 @ 11:16 pm
Under the cut: Horrendous working class stereotypes, altogether too much space hippie, probably too many Star Trek references, and a poll about how Byron should die.

my thoughts on B5, let me show you them )
 
 
26 May 2012 @ 09:04 pm
Here's a recipe for you. I found it tricky, and I don't think I could have accomplished it on my own, a) because there wasn't really a recipe, and b) because sometimes you slice your finger open peeling pears and someone needs to take over. Also, it's long and fiddly and the time goes by better with friends.

Also, it is delicious, and you should share that kind of thing.

Anyway, I don't know if this kind of thing has a name. Let's call it Reverse Pie.

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recipe and another picture )
 
 
26 May 2012 @ 04:03 am
I went to Pan Morigan's voice workshop again this year. She began by asking each of us to tell her something about their voice, and she began with me. Everyone else said something negative or neutral about their voice but me, I said, "I have a nice voice. People like it."

Other than being almost entirely unable to sleep, I'm having a very good Wiscon.

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25 May 2012 @ 11:25 pm
I am a bad, bad blogger.

Like the rest of the English-language media, I've been totally crap about blogging what's been happening in Québec, which is only the most politically significant event in the country right now. I mean, I've been re-linking to a bunch of things on Facebook, but that's not the same as getting the word out about what's been going on there, what those red squares are all about, and the massive violations of civil liberties that are taking place while the rest of Canada has a long nap.

Okay, so it all started with a student strike over tuition rates. Yes, Québec tuition rates are the lowest in the country. Entitled Boomers, forgetting all about their own advantages, say that Québec students are spoiled brats for wanting them to stay that way. I say, if your city has the lowest amount of homicides, does that mean you should raise that rate to be on par with the rest of the country? A post-secondary education is mandatory for any job above minimum wage (and increasingly required for minimum wage jobs), and tuition rates are a barrier that keeps lower-income people out. Period. Québec's low tuition rates have kept the province more egalitarian (that and universal daycare).

So it's not just any strike, but the largest in Canadian history. And it's been violent. By which I mean the cops have been gassing and shooting these kids. Several young people have lost eyes because the cops are aiming for their heads.

If that's not enough to hit all your rage buttons, the government just passed an emergency law, Bill 78, drastically restricting civil liberties, particularly around campuses. It initially defined a "riot" as a gathering of 10 or more people; that was later amended to 50, which still rules out some of your more exciting dance parties. There have been mass arrests and kettling, the same techniques that, two years after the G20 here, have been deemed illegal and immoral.

And yet the movement keeps growing. The students aren't discouraged, the protests keep getting bigger, and are drawing international support. Even—and you're going to love this one—the National Post is coming around:

“Entitlement.” We hear that word associated again and again with student protesters in Quebec. Usually, it’s preceded by the words, “sense of.”

“They think someone owes them a living,” disgruntled critics harrumph. “Wait until they get into the real world.”

Setting aside the fact that this intergenerational hectoring dates back to Socrates, let us ask: Who exactly is making the charge? Quebec has had low tuition rates for a half century. That means almost every living adult in the province, having already been afforded a plum goodie, is now wagging his finger at the first generation that will be asked to pay the tab. So who really is entitled here?


So that's why a lot of us are wearing red squares. This has become much more than disgruntled students not wanting to spend half their careers repaying a massive debt. This is about class, and wealth distribution, and equal opportunities for all.

And it's kind of amazing.

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The Prisoner of Zenda has been called "a minor classic". It was published in 1894; its author, Anthony Hope Hawkins, wrote under the name "Anthony Hope", as if he felt that novel-writing wasn't quite respectable. Hope is known today for nothing except this novel, and perhaps its sequel, though he wrote thirty-odd novels and a lot of short fiction.

This novel is a very Dumas-esque thing. The farfetched premise is that just as the King of Ruritania is kidnapped in a power-grab by his half-brother, a distant cousin who happens to resemble the King to an uncanny degree arrives from England; the King's party substitutes the cousin, and pretends that nothing has happened while they maneuver to rescue the real king.

Once the premise has been swallowed, though, several elements carry the story: the way the substitute rises to the occasion, eventually taking over the rescue attempt; the intriguing political double bind that prevents either party from admitting that the King is an impostor; and the tragic romance between the impostor and the intended bride of the King.

I felt that the last element weakened the story, though, in a way. Rassendyll is presented as an upper-class twit, an indolent fellow with no direction in life, and no desire for a direction. It's one thing to suppose that the man has hidden reserves of courage and nobility that permits the transformation we see, but then his romance with the Princess affects him so deeply that he is ruined for all other women forever -- this last seems very inconsistent with his character as drawn at first, and it had the effect of making the whole thing less believable for me. I wonder if this is resolved at all in the sequel, but I don't get to find out until, um, etext #1,145. Which probably means not ever.

Now I have started an Edgar Rice Burroughs novel that I hadn't even heard of before I began Project Project Gutenberg: The Monster Men.
 
 
25 May 2012 @ 08:13 pm
Here's the local story that's galvanizing us, if that's the right word.

Backgrounder:

1) Knoxville escaped the city-county government unification trend of the mid-20th century; as a result we have Government Duplication Like Woah, with both a city government (and council, and mayor) and a county government (and commission, and mayor). The county commission votes on the schools budget. The City is more liberal; the County is more conservative. This results in a lot of city services, like schools and libraries, being choked off by people who don't even pay all the same taxes. Representation without taxation.

2) The County Commission is locked in a struggle over next year's schools budget - a battle bitter even by local standards. The current County Mayor is a tea party fanatic and has a thin majority on the county commission, and Commissioner Jeff Ownby is one of his minions. The Mayor been robo-calling the city to get people to oppose raising the local property tax levy so the schools don't have to be absolutely the worst in the state. The opposition responded with a rather ill-judged and expensive splashy tv ad in favor. The vote is in a few days.

3) Sharps Ridge Memorial Park occupies the crest of one of the many ridges that cut the town up - it's within easy sight of our house. This part of the state is in the Ridge and Valley Appalachian geological province; you can see all these huge ridges and outcrops of folded Cambrian dolomite everywhere. Sharps Ridge is one of these. It's had many functions - at one time it was prime cross-burning territory for Klan who wanted to put a scare into the African-Americans in the lower-lying Mechanicsville neighborhood. Now it's full of cell phone towers and is a gay cruising ground after twilight.

4) All these Baptist homophobes - absolutely all of them - are closeted gays. I don't know how that is possible, or how it works, but it seems to be true.

5) These "indecency" stings against local gays are absolute bullshit. Let's be clear about that. This guy is a jerk, but it's creepy and terribly wrong that homosexuality is criminalized at certain times and places, and that the state is seeking to entrap people this way. You know how these things are - there were no kids, or anyone else, around; they were in a car under a tree in the dark. No harm was done. Straights would not have been troubled by the police - and nobody would ever run a sting operation like this against them. As far as I can tell the only really problematic thing this guy did was not availing himself of one of the many convenient internet services for gays seeking hookups on the QT.

6) They took his foster kids out of the house already.

7) It's quite possible he didn't do anything at all. Do you trust the cops to be honest?

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25 May 2012 @ 08:11 pm
I don't know if this counts as an ideological contradiction in the full sense, but if you live out here, you will go to crunchy vegan-y co-ops and see cars with like two dozen anti-Obama stickers - and they're not critiquing him from the left, just so you know. This is full-on tea-party madness. But teabaggers apparently also need bulk legumes.

You'll also see the hippie disabled vegan lady who hates abortion. It could be from a disability-rights point of view that criticizes Peter Singer, but somehow I doubt it.

East Tennessee has been defined by such apparent undefinabilities. This has always been, even by Southern standards, a burned-over district; trade unions are practically illegal, and the last person not a Republican to represent this district in Congress was a Whig. Nationally famous legislative embarrassment Stacey "don't say gay" Campfield is from right down the road. Yet it's been a crucible of Quaker abolitionism, socialist utopianism, and the United Mine Workers. It had to be occupied by the Confederates to prevent it re-seceding to the Union and was a vital center on the underground railroad. One of the most important economic forces in the region is arguably America's last bastion of old-style New Deal socialist welfare-statism outside the NFL - the Tennessee Valley Authority, which has rewritten the land as with a vast crayon. Grotesque bituminous-fired power plants are nearby some of the newest nukes in the hemisphere. Half of this metropolis was an atomic closed city until the 1950s, an American version of Chelyabinsk-40, and remains a billion-dollar Big Science lab. The most intense experiments in contemporary right-wing Protestant religiosity sit right alongside neo-utopian pastoralist gay covens. The city mayor is a liberal Democrat and the county Mayor - unified governance passed us by, unsurprisingly - is a tea-party Republican. A few miles from the most-visited national park are surface-of-the-moon examples of nearly unregulated mountaintop removal coal mining. And so on.

It's not dull. It's not one thing. It's not stultifying. Nobody should think of it that way.

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25 May 2012 @ 11:57 am
(Via [info]hano.)

This one hit home.

Schools are full of middle-management types. They like to take "learning walks" around the school and "quality control". They sit at the back of my class and want to know if the students have been told their "learning objectives" and if they are sat in a "seating plan". They believe that learning simply cannot take place if the students haven't been told what to do and where to sit. What you might consider real work: comprehension, creative writing, silent reading or a class questioning the teacher about the topic being studied is considered hopelessly old-fashioned and slightly abusive by my superiors. Instead they like almost anything involving power-points, scissors and glue. All work for students needs to be scaffolded. That means be done for them. The very notion of giving a student a task they might fail is considered child abuse. Every task must be completable within about ten minutes.


See, the thing is, every few years, someone up in the bureaucracy gets paid to make an incredible breakthrough in pedagogical methods, which involves shifting some jargon around and forcing everyone to incorporate it. If you play along, you are a progressive educator. If you don't, you're a reactionary, old-fashioned, stick-in-the-mud who won't evolve. What the bureaucrats don't seem to understand is the very skills we're supposed to teach children—critical thinking, creativity, logic—are not necessarily newfangled things, and they can't necessarily be scaffolded. It's not that every new development is bollocks. But most are. And the time it takes to differentiate learning that doesn't need to be differentiated is robbed from somewhere. I'm sure there are still teachers out there relying on rote learning, but probably not most. It's often the creative, young, energetic teachers who get sucked into the timewasters. The actual stick-in-the-muds remain stick-in-the-muds regardless of what jargon is in fashion.

I'd add "standardization" to this list of the ways we're failing our students, as well as neoliberal "reforms" that have cut the number of EAs, child psychologists, and other useful non-teacher professionals and downloaded their duties onto classroom teachers.
 
 
24 May 2012 @ 11:39 pm
So, I've been reading Through the Valley of the Nest of Spiders, which is a quasi-pornotopia. Sex is utterly everywhere in the book, and it's post-capitalist—no scarcity and quantity becomes quality. There's a lot of fetishistic counting of orgasms, doses of semen and urine, etc. Being a Samuel Delany novel, the sex largely involves sucking off dirty and/or homeless guys, dickcheese under foreskins, ass-eating, piss-drinking, and lots of happy strangers. I had to take a break for a while—not because of the incest or the discussion of licking dried shit out of assholes, but because of the nose-picking. And the eating of mucus. And the sharing of mucus. And picking other people's noses.

For a break, I read The Primal Screamer (a recent quote of the day entry!) by Nick Blinko, and Green Girl by Kate Zambreno, both of which were fantastic. They also had some similarities—the main character is observed and manipulated by the narrator; that action is seen in bits and pieces, as though through to hands worth of laced fingers; both are thematically obsessed with another creative medium (music in Primal, film in Girl); both are set in England. In these attributes, they are also utterly different than Spiders, which carries on in a straightforward manner, offers minute detail, finds non-libidinal activity suspicious, and doesn't just take place in the US, but is all about it. And eating snot for sexual purposes.

I'll get back to it in the morning. At 800 pages, I actually left it at work rather than carry it on my commute while reading the other titles. I'm told the mucophilia gets a break about 400 pages in. We'll see...
 
 
24 May 2012 @ 08:14 pm
Regular readers may remember the time when my father met Tom Cruise and taught him how to fake operating a crane for The War of the Worlds. Well, yesterday, he met Katy Perry, also on the pier. She gave a private show for Fleet Week, and my father was involved on hanging a banner on one of the cranes—"Gloria" is the crane's name.

According to my sister who reported the claims of my father to me, Katy Perry managed the hanging of the banner herself and made him re-do it a few times to get it right. This was difficult work, as the banner was pretty high up. Later, he dropped a box of flags from the cherry-picker he was in, sending Perry running for safety. All went well though, and Perry got into her ridiculous outfit and put on a show for the sailors:

 
 
24 May 2012 @ 10:30 pm
Took 2 hrs 24 mins for 26.6 miles. About 3/4 of the route is the same as to my old work; at the turnoff I was on target for 1:50 to old work, which is a decent but not record-breaking time. The new work has several hills in that last 6 miles which slowed me down a lot.

There are a large number of possible route variations. I'll do something different next time. Surprisingly, one that I thought would add an extra 3 miles only adds 1/2 mile. And some others reduce the total by about 1/2 mile. We'll see how badly urban Waltham center is some time. I don't like urban riding.

Then, once I got to work, there was a blood drive. I knew about this, and wore a tshirt from a competing hospital. The blood drive people liked it anyway. I waited a couple hours after my biking adventure before donating to make sure I was all recovered.

So, I didn't get much work done today. And I'm tired...
 
 
24 May 2012 @ 03:16 pm
From Paul Fussell, author of The Great War in Modern Memory, interviewed by Ken Burns in the documentary The War:



Eisenhower, on D-Day morning distributed to the troops a general order, which is like a handbill, and everybody read it. And he said “we are about to embark upon the great crusade, which we have been preparing for, for many months” etc.

Now at first none of us could believe it was anything like a crusade, because we were playing dice, and we were thinking about girls all the time and getting drunk as possible and so forth. It wasn’t like a crusade, there was not religious dimension to whatever. When they finally got across France and into Germany, and saw the German death camps, they realized that they had been in engaged in something like a crusade, although none of them called it that. And it all began to make a kind of sense to us.

I’m not sure that made it any better. It may have made it worse. To see that it was actually conducted in defense of some noble idea.
-- Paul Fussell
 
 
24 May 2012 @ 09:22 am

Poor Tony. He's so much smarter than most people, he feels like they don't even speak the same language. I love the way he gravitated toward Bruce because they can talk to each other and Bruce can understand him. And I love the way he's suicidally accepting of the giant green rage monster.

Um. I really don't see spoilers in there, so I'm not going to cut my ridiculousness. Let me know if I'm wrong...?

 
 
Current Mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
 
 
23 May 2012 @ 11:35 pm
Yes, in every way just as painfully obvious as you might have imagined.
 
 
23 May 2012 @ 09:06 pm
I was going to do these four at a time, but since I seem to be going so long between posts (latest update—having a cold isn't wonderful for my concentration), I'll break it up a bit more.

Anyway! I understand this is the season that wasn't supposed to be. They were going to cancel the show, so JMS quickly wrapped up all plot points, and then it got renewed, and so S5 is all about having a whole show with no more plot points. Ah well, we'll see how it goes, even though my favourite character has been written out.

and so it begins )
 
 
23 May 2012 @ 07:50 pm
Have spent the day playing a victim in a SWAT exercise. I'd use the new word, survivor, except I didn't always survive. Speaking of words, I've learned some new ones, all morbid. "Expecting" (predicate adjective, or gerund?), as in, "to die." Also DRT, Dead Right There.

As in, I, with the pneumothorax, should have been brought out into the hallway before the 200lb dummy, because I had radial pulses and the dummy was unresponsive to airway maneuvers and was basically DRT.

I also went to the gym this morning at 6. I am aggrieved to admit that it's just as wonderful a thing as people keep saying.
 
 
23 May 2012 @ 10:58 am
Got the best e-mail ever this morning, courtesy of [info]misslynx. (Background: Little A is [info]misslynx's adorable 4-year-old, who for some reason really, really likes me.)

Hi [sabotabby],

[Little A] insists that he wants to send you an e-mail. Despite the fact that he can't actually write yet. So don't expect much in the way of coherence... But here goes:

kfgjjgjhiy7ujkyhi86o76jyh8g76y97otjho7y5i5omuj6y7k7uli76upy uki96ky6jkjihkjbikjgkgjllkhyjug,lftjur,kg.tkkyiohiopugyguugytoiyio9ygo9yoh 96090790p665909y069y55u8tk98u99i9riui4e9y0

He says what he was trying to write was "her address, and all her neighbours' addresses, and her door number."

"Anything else you'd like to say to [Sabo]?" I asked.

"I do love her," he said. "I love her, and I love the chalk drawings of Cthulhu and the shark. Where the shark is saying 'Yum' and Cthulhu is saying 'Don't even think about it'." He then started singing happily "Don't even think about it, don't even think about it, don't even think about it..." and then got distracted by a bag of cat food.

Just thought you'd like to know...


[Miss Lynx]


For reference, here are the chalk drawings in question:

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I am pleased to note that while it rained at some point and the chalk drawings on my patio have washed away, the ones on my walk-up and outdoor furniture remain more or less intact. Those are my favourites anyway.

Also, I've done this to my workspace )
 
 
 
What? The primaries are getting hot? Well, if you live in California and actually believe in peace and freedom*, they are. Kinda. PFP is a California-only party right now with national aspirations, so there's some push and some pull. For the upcoming election, this means that the party's Presidential candidate will necessarily be cross-endorsed by parties active in other states. So, here are my choices for the primary next month:

* Stewart Alexander, nominee of the Socialist Party U.S.A.
* Ross C. “Rocky” Anderson, nominee of the Justice Party
* Stephen Durham, nominee of the Freedom Socialist Party
* Peta Lindsay, nominee of the Party for Socialism and Liberation

Three of the four will appear on my ballot. Lindsay was struck from the ballot by the state of California because she's not yet 35 and thus too young to win the Presidency. As if too [fill in the blank] to win really means anything for this party's nominating slate.

Anderson appeals to, I imagine, the "practical" PFP voter. As the one-time mayor of Salt Lake City, Utah, he's the only formal former officeholder. Of course, that's also the problem. He's a Democrat who hit the ceiling of his influence, so went into business for himself. Party is also a major issue for Lindsay—PSL is an odd split from Workers World, a strange Stalinoid party with Trotkyist roots. There's been no public comment on the split between PSL and WW, and nobody's managed to suss out a political difference by reading their publications and comparing the two. So the whole party smells like a trap to me.

Then we have Durham of the Freedom Socialist Party, which I know primarily through their feminist front Radical Women. They're not terrible. I like that Durham talks about his running mate a lot. The Socialist Party is a** daughter party of the classic party of Eugene Debs, and their candidate is an automotive sales consultant? Is that a used-car salesperson? I could get behind that!

So, Alexander or Durham. Obviously, the question, ultimately, is which campaign is not just trying to raid Peace and Freedom, and which would do more for ballot access for a left alternative. I'm leaving toward Alexander in this, as the SPUSA will probably be on the ballot on eight states by itself, and PFP would make nine, but I am still contemplating. One wouldn't want the SP to swamp PFP either!

See, being a "swing" voter is hard! Aren't you glad all of your decisions have already been made for you?













*Am I saying that Californians who are members of other parties are interested in war and slavery? Yes, yes I am.

**They would say they are the daughter party, and I am inclined to agree.
 
 
22 May 2012 @ 10:52 am
The current issue of F&SF has one of my stories: "Liberty's Daughter," which is either the first in a series of short stories, or the opening part of a novel (I have a lot more stories to tell about Beck, Thor, and their society.)

The story is set on a seastead. Seasteads are real-ish: they don't exist yet, but there are people who are trying to make them happen. The basic idea behind seasteading is that since all the land is claimed by existing countries, they'll build themselves an island, or a whole bunch of islands, and experiment with government systems the way startup companies experiment with entrepreneurial ideas.

The really cool thing about seasteading, science fictionally speaking, is that it lets me write a colony story in a near-future setting, because the characters don't have to be colonizing other planets.

So that's one piece. As far as the second piece goes -- well, that brings up an interesting story.

Read more... )
 
 
Alexander's Bridge was the third novel by Willa Cather to be digitized by Project Gutenberg; the ones I've read already are O Pioneers! (1913, discussed here, here, and here) and The Song of the Lark (1915, discussed here, here, and here).

But Alexander's Bridge was Cather's first novel, published in 1912; I didn't know that while reading it, but I looked it up just now. This explains a few things that confused me while I was reading it under the impression that it was written later; things that make much more sense now that I know it was Cather's first long work. First, it isn't very long at all. Second, its plot is much simpler than either O Pioneers! or The Song of the Lark.

Cather is not yet uncomfortably avoiding romance in this first novel. It's a rather conventional love triangle, with the charismatic engineer Bartley Alexander at the center. Married to, and deeply in love with, the stately and aristocratic Winifred, Alexander nevertheless resumes an affair with a former sweetheart, the Irish actress Hilda Burgoyne. I think we are supposed to take Alexander's powerful masculine attractiveness as a given, but Cather's description didn't sound all that attractive to me. Perhaps it's because my sense of masculine attractiveness is poor. But we can certainly deduce it from his effect on the women in his life. Apparently "nothing can happen to you after Bartley.".

It is clear from close to the beginning that this is a tragedy; Alexander's besetting flaw is a hopeless yearning for his youth, even though he knows that the youth he remembers is more a nostalgic reconstruction than a faithful memory.

Alexander is another character that convinces me that Ayn Rand read Willa Cather. In fact, Atlas Shrugged feels, in places, a bit like Alexander's Bridge fanfiction. A few other readers on the Web seem to have noticed this as well.

In this novel, Cather is already showing what is to me her most salient skill, the ability to throw in casual detail that somehow sharpens the sense that real people, real scenes, and real events are being described. I'm finding it more and more striking, the more of her work I read.

In the Project Gutenberg edition is included, as a sort of appendix, a 1904 ballad by Alfred Noyes called "The Barrel-Organ", which conjures a similar artificial nostalgia to the sort that preys on Alexander. It is unclear from this edition whether Cather explicitly mentions the poem, or whether a later editor (perhaps even the etext producers for Project Gutenberg) decided it was appropriate.

Project Gutenberg's etext #95 is Anthony Hope's The Prisoner of Zenda.
 
 
21 May 2012 @ 09:53 pm
Wiscon is this weekend! I'll be there from Friday until sometime Monday. I'm not going to the Sign-Out, but if someone has something they want me to sign, just stop me in the hallway or find me after a panel or something.

Here's my schedule:

Religious Agenda in SF
Fri, 4:00–5:15 pm Conference 4
LaShawn M. Wanak (M), Alex Bledsoe, Naomi Kritzer, Heidi Waterhouse

We will discuss such works as The Chronicles of Narnia, Left Behind, Battlefield Earth and other stories that have a clear religious bias. Is it possible to be religious and write SF without pushing an agenda? Who gets it right? Who doesn't?

***This panel proposal came out of a conversation I had with LaShawn about the Chronicles of Narnia after watching the "Prince Caspian" movie and re-reading the book. I should note that I haven't read "Battlefield Earth" but I HAVE read "Left Behind" (in fact, I read it as preparation for a different Wiscon panel, years ago).

Assistive Technology is One of My Fandoms
Sat, 10:00–11:15 am Room 634
Haddayr Copley-Woods (M), Naomi Kritzer, Sandy Sasha_feather

Do you baffle the mundanes with your fascination with wheelchair design? Can you geek out over assistive communication apps for the iPad, tactile maps, universal design, all-terrain wheels, hand-crafted wooden canes, specialized prosthetics? Technology is fascinating, and assistive technology is especially so. Let's talk about Hack Ability (Liz Henry's blog), the politics of having so much assistive technology under patent, and about cool stuff and how cool it is.

Addiction in Fiction
Sun, 10:00–11:15 am Room 634
Cassie Alexander (M), Naomi Kritzer, Victoria Janssen, Gregory G. H. Rihn, Derek Silver

Real drugs, imaginary drugs, and magical addictions to other people's dreams—how are addictions handled in science fiction and fantasy? Can imaginary addictions be treated with real-world methods? How about fictional worlds in which addiction is not seen as a problem? Or in which addiction has become adaptive (are vampires addicted to blood?)? Possible works to consider: Stacia Kane's Downside series (beginning with Unholy Ghosts) in which Chess Putnam is addicted to a magical drug, Jacqueline Lichtenberg and Jean Lorrah's Sime~Gen series in which Simes can become addicted to killing Gens, Yarrow by Charles De Lint for feeding on dreams.

***I volunteered for this one but am now feeling woefully underprepared as I haven't read the works mentioned at the end.

Sex Ed (and Parenting, Teaching, and Mentoring Teens)
Sun, 2:30–3:45 pm Conference 5
Susan Ramirez (M), Naomi Kritzer, Marna Nightingale, Katherine Olson/Kayjayoh, Carrie Tilton-Jones

Let's talk about how we talk about sex with kids -- our own or other people's. Sex ed has become increasingly politicized and all too often schools wind up catering to their most conservative demographic. How do we frame these debates and argue forcefully that everyone's children deserve accurate sex ed? On a more informal level, how, when, and in what level of detail? There are a million books out there for parents about how to talk about sex with their kids, and a million more designed to give to your kids instead of actually talking to them. Are there any that are feminist, explicit enough to include the clitoris in their diagrams, frank about contraception, and sex-positive (...but maybe not TOO positive)?
 
 
21 May 2012 @ 08:41 pm
Changing Community is wrong, just wrong. Why mess with something that's working so well?

I know, it's all about the $$$$$
 
 
21 May 2012 @ 05:02 pm
A hot pea just shot straight onto my eyebrow. Ow, steamy hot goodness. That was a little more excitement than I wanted with my dinner.
 
 
21 May 2012 @ 11:30 pm
Clearly my visit to the Reina Sofia Museum is still on my mind. In addition to the many masterpieces of Surrealist paintings, the museum was also playing Surrealist films. I caught a few minutes of L'Âge d'Or (1930) and decided to watch the whole thing on YouTube while eating dinner this evening, as it's only an hour long. I will remember a grand total of three things from the movie:

All right, then. Carry on.
 
 
Current Mood: artistic
 
 
21 May 2012 @ 02:22 pm
We were watching The West Wing, and someone commented, wow, it's totally wish fulfillment about stuff getting done at meetings.
 
 
 
21 May 2012 @ 08:20 am
My family is right:


Your overall weirdness is: 52


(The average level of weirdness is: 28.
You are weirder than 88% of other LJers.)


Find out what your weirdness level is!


Why they think I'm weird )

Thanks to [info]cornerofmadness for the link.