dolorosa_12: (robin marian)
The title of this post refers not to the relationship I have with any particular person, but rather the relationship I have, at present, with my PhD.* I got a lot more work done this week, but I am still finding the whole business rather frustrating. It's easier in the early years of research, when you can measure progress by word count. Editing produces a much more ambiguous sense of achievement.

This week, Matthias' sister and her friend D visited us. They were here from Tuesday evening until early Saturday morning. Apart from Thursday, when they spent the day in London, I was in full hostess mode, showing them around Cambridge and helping them with their Christmas shopping. In the evenings, we hung out in various pubs. I like them, and I like having guests in general, but I do always breathe a sigh of relief when they're out the door, as I find the whole thing exhausting.

Other than that, I've had quite a quiet week, which has suited me fine. Term ended a week ago, and the town is cold and empty now all the undergrads have gone home. I like it better this way - more space in the library, room to move in the city centre, longer times for borrowing books and so on. We spent Saturday watching TV and reading, and this morning had a leisurely breakfast while reading the newspaper, which is one of my favourite ways to spend the time.

I'm mostly caught up with TV. Scandal ended, and while I feel mostly positive about the show, it engaged in a particular trope of which I'm not fond.

Scandal spoilers )

I'm almost finished with Marina Warner, which is good, as I'm flying to Australia on Friday and have a couple of books lined up for the flight, The Seven Wonders by Steven Saylor, which is a prequel to his Roma Sub Rosa series of detective novels, and Sarah Rees Brennan's latest, Unspoken. I can't wait!

You should all read Foz Meadows' post on default narrative settings and the futility of arguing 'historical accuracy' in the face of accusations of the absence of narrative diversity. Her post also doubles as an excellent resource, with links that can be pulled out every time someone says that it's 'historically inaccurate' to have a fantasy novel about, say, a black, female pirate captain.

[W]hat on Earth makes you think that the classic SWM default is apolitical? If it can reasonably argued that a character’s gender, race and sexual orientation have political implications, then why should that verdict only apply to characters who differ from both yourself and your expectations? Isn’t the assertion that straight white men are narratively neutral itself a political statement, one which seeks to marginalise as exceptional or abnormal the experiences of every other possible type of person on the planet despite the fact that straight white men are themselves a global minority? And even if a particular character was deliberately written to make a political point, why should that threaten you? Why should it matter that people with different beliefs and backgrounds are using fiction to write inspirational wish-fulfillment characters for themselves, but from whose struggle and empowerment you feel personally estranged? That’s not bad writing, and as we’ve established by now, it’s certainly not bad history – and particularly not when you remember (as so many people seem to forget) that fictional cultures are under no obligation whatsoever to conform to historical mores. It just means that someone has managed to write a successful story that doesn’t consider you to be its primary audience – and if the prospect of not being wholly, overwhelmingly catered to is something you find disturbing, threatening, wrong? Then yeah: I’m going to call you a bigot, and I probably won’t be wrong.

I feel inadequate following up this link with one to my own blog, but in any case, I read The Lions of Al-Rassan. It broke my heart. And then I reviewed it.

The theme of this week is resistance. Not just the classic 'to the barricades!' active, violent resistance, but all the tiny, powerful ways people confront the things that dispossess them. The resistance that is knowing when something is deeply wrong, and articulating why that is, even if you're unable to change your circumstances. And with that in mind, the song of this week is 'All of This' by The Naked and Famous.



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*I'll leave you to work out for yourselves which one of us is the passive partner.
dolorosa_12: (le guin)


As you know, I'm not on Tumblr right now, but if I was, this song would be added to my tag of 'following those pomegranate seeds'. It just fits.
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We possess the power
if this should start to fall apart
to mend divides, to change the world
to reach the farthest star.

Everything is as it should be.
dolorosa_12: (epic internet)
I really need to not take Neurofen just before I go to bed. Although it gives me the weirdest, most awesome dreams (last night, I was hanging out with Thor and Loki and then an alternate universe robotic space-invader version of both of them started threatening the earth and we were fighting each other like in a video game with ever-increasing degrees of difficulty and better weapons and then I had to go on a journey into outer space with a bunch of ninjas because the world was ending and then there were swarms of insects trying to kill us and then it turned out the whole thing was a book being written by [profile] losseniaiel and I was a book character who'd gained sentience and agency and could control how the story ended), it also makes me so somnolent that I can barely wake up and when I do get up, I feel like I'm sleepwalking. It's 1.30pm, and only now do I feel properly awake.

I've blogged twice on my German blog, and the links are here and here.

I realise this is an extremely old post (and I think I read it when the original kerfuffle was doing the rounds of the internet), but it feels timely, in that last Friday, a guy tried to make me get into his car when I was waiting at a bus stop at 1am. (Before you ask, I'm all right, and he went away after I said, firmly, that I was waiting for the bus, but it could've been so much worse.) As Lindsay Beyerstein says:

Remember, these are women you like and admire, women whom you hope to charm and put at ease. It is in your best interest, as well as theirs, to approach them in a manner they find congenial.

Men who want to flirt with women have to realize: Women live in a state of continual vigilance about sexual safety. It’s like having a mild case of hay fever that never goes away. It’s not debilitating. You’re not weak. You’re not afraid. You just suck it up and get on with your life. It's nothing that's going to stop you from making discoveries, or climbing mountains, or falling in love. Sometimes you can almost forget about it. It doesn’t mean it’s not there, subtly sucking your energy. You learn to avoid situations that make it worse and seek out conditions that make it better.

If a female stranger is wary around you, it is not because she suspects you are a rapist, or that all men are rapists. It’s because a general level of circumspection is what vigilance requires. Don’t take it personally.

But if you really don’t care whether your “flirting” is making a woman needlessly anxious or uncomfortable, that's creepy.


In less depressing news, Eurovision is tonight! I love Eurovision. I love the cheesy songs, the ridiculous costumes, the snarky commentary. I even love the bloc-voting, which is as much a part of Eurovision as fake tan and badly mangled English. Which is why this post is so delightfully geeky. Martin O'Leary has used statistics and probability to attempt to predict this year's Eurovision winner. I love it.

I leave you with some of my favourite Eurovision music. The first two are from Ukraine, from 2009 and 2004 respectively:





And finally, a youtube party classic, from Armenia, complete with creepy Svengali-type record company figure in the video clip (with the immortal line 'I've got an avatar of my love to keep me warm'):



I leave with with this Scandinavia and the World comic about Eurovision. Since I'm in Germany right now, it's the one from 2010, when Germany won. 'Go away Iceland, I'm hugging Norway'.
dolorosa_12: (travis)
This popped up on [livejournal.com profile] capslock_atla. It will make no sense if you haven't seen Avatar: The Last Airbender.



For context, if you haven't seen it, here's the original 'Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny':
dolorosa_12: (travis)
This popped up on [livejournal.com profile] capslock_atla. It will make no sense if you haven't seen Avatar: The Last Airbender.



For context, if you haven't seen it, here's the original 'Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny':

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