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itsallovernowMore ridiculously compelling stuff from the Monterey Bay Aquarium:
African Otters.
They have two exhibits of freshwater otters on display and they're as adorable as their salty cousins. Otters - cats that swim.
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I would do a lot do participate in either of these programs:
Media Studies: Ecology of Communication (PhD)
or
Master of Arts in Media, Culture and Communication
They are so absolutely right up my alley, and I cannot imagine having the money to go live in New York and do these. (It's the only reason, career aside, that I can imagine living in New York at this stage of my life). But gah, studying media and culture would so be something I'd rock. It makes my geeky, wordy, liberal arts heart beat with the giddiness of a new crush.
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Happiest of happy birthdays (albeing slightly belated) to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
denyeverything1 who is a fine fine example of grace and laughter and intellect:) Who's just fabulous all around!
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Fandom appears to be making the hot-button self-identity issue rounds. Looks like bandslash fandom is gearing up for a really fun fight about gender, sexual orientation, posing and expression.
Makes me not miss hardcore fandom much, I tell you.
Co-opting someone's specialized social sphere? Pretending to be gay/black/white/bi/smart/oppressed/oppressing/shoefetishy/academic/closet-glue-sniffers for the media? Bad, bad media star. No cookie for you as you get all false and fancy up in my sub-group!!
I just... god, sometimes fandom just kills me.
Fuck who you want - for real or in your head. On stage or on your couch. Our sex, our sexuality, our posing, our reality: all of it crosses so many fucking lines (and fucking lines) that trying to own and qualify it, saying I can have/do/be this but you pretending it offends me, it's ridiculous. I have a regular conversation on the utter absurdity of sex, and yet part of it's appeal is that it's 15 minutes or three hours where the absurdity is part of the charm. The fluids and laughter and weird angles and noises and negotiations and all of it, that's part of the fun.
And the playing with sexuality? We've broken down a lot of our gender roles, and thank god for that, but we haven't completely gotten to a point where we know what to do with the breakdown. Women have always had the luxury of being able to wind ourselves around our friends, touch and tease and stroke and love and know that it's not sex, it's better and different, and it's definitely love. We have these young crushes on each other when we're too scared of cock, and eventually we stop being scared (or we realize that cock is not for us, or we decide there's nothing that's not for us) and we push past our boundaries with fond memories of those days when we held each others hands and slept close like puppies with innocent thoughts all brushed up and near to dirty.
I don't think boys get that. I don't know, not being a boy. I think that having the luxury now of playing with your best friends, it's not sex, or it is, but again, it's better. Music is sex whether you want to fuck or not. Making music is the closest thing you can do to sex without penetration, and anyone who gets music, who feels it vibrate in every pore, in cock and cunt, knows that if you had to choose between one or the other, music would win everytime. Of course those pretty band boys want to fuck each other. They can't fuck their instruments. And does that have anything to do with gender? With identity? With sexuality? I doubt it.
Fans are bringing their issues to the table, and that's why we're fans. To project, to process, to create, to wank (in all senses of the word), and to find the next shiny.
African Otters.
They have two exhibits of freshwater otters on display and they're as adorable as their salty cousins. Otters - cats that swim.
***
I would do a lot do participate in either of these programs:
Media Studies: Ecology of Communication (PhD)
or
Master of Arts in Media, Culture and Communication
They are so absolutely right up my alley, and I cannot imagine having the money to go live in New York and do these. (It's the only reason, career aside, that I can imagine living in New York at this stage of my life). But gah, studying media and culture would so be something I'd rock. It makes my geeky, wordy, liberal arts heart beat with the giddiness of a new crush.
***
Happiest of happy birthdays (albeing slightly belated) to
denyeverything1 who is a fine fine example of grace and laughter and intellect:) Who's just fabulous all around!***
Fandom appears to be making the hot-button self-identity issue rounds. Looks like bandslash fandom is gearing up for a really fun fight about gender, sexual orientation, posing and expression.
Makes me not miss hardcore fandom much, I tell you.
Co-opting someone's specialized social sphere? Pretending to be gay/black/white/bi/smart/oppressed/oppressing/shoefetishy/academic/closet-glue-sniffers for the media? Bad, bad media star. No cookie for you as you get all false and fancy up in my sub-group!!
I just... god, sometimes fandom just kills me.
Fuck who you want - for real or in your head. On stage or on your couch. Our sex, our sexuality, our posing, our reality: all of it crosses so many fucking lines (and fucking lines) that trying to own and qualify it, saying I can have/do/be this but you pretending it offends me, it's ridiculous. I have a regular conversation on the utter absurdity of sex, and yet part of it's appeal is that it's 15 minutes or three hours where the absurdity is part of the charm. The fluids and laughter and weird angles and noises and negotiations and all of it, that's part of the fun.
And the playing with sexuality? We've broken down a lot of our gender roles, and thank god for that, but we haven't completely gotten to a point where we know what to do with the breakdown. Women have always had the luxury of being able to wind ourselves around our friends, touch and tease and stroke and love and know that it's not sex, it's better and different, and it's definitely love. We have these young crushes on each other when we're too scared of cock, and eventually we stop being scared (or we realize that cock is not for us, or we decide there's nothing that's not for us) and we push past our boundaries with fond memories of those days when we held each others hands and slept close like puppies with innocent thoughts all brushed up and near to dirty.
I don't think boys get that. I don't know, not being a boy. I think that having the luxury now of playing with your best friends, it's not sex, or it is, but again, it's better. Music is sex whether you want to fuck or not. Making music is the closest thing you can do to sex without penetration, and anyone who gets music, who feels it vibrate in every pore, in cock and cunt, knows that if you had to choose between one or the other, music would win everytime. Of course those pretty band boys want to fuck each other. They can't fuck their instruments. And does that have anything to do with gender? With identity? With sexuality? I doubt it.
Fans are bringing their issues to the table, and that's why we're fans. To project, to process, to create, to wank (in all senses of the word), and to find the next shiny.
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Date: 2007-09-07 12:43 am (UTC)ahahahah. oh honey. so very well said. (i mean, it might have to do with any of all of those things too, but i feel like it's irrefutable that it has to do with music.)
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Date: 2007-09-07 07:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-07 04:08 am (UTC)Re: your ever moving to NYC--you seem like such an LA girl (in the good way, I hasten to add *g*) that it's hard to picture you here... but from the point of view of wanting more cool people in New York, that would rock.
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Date: 2007-09-07 07:18 am (UTC)I'm such an LA girl (in weird and surprising and non-Hollywood ways). Partly because I'm a Western girl, and LA is the West at heart. I wish I'd lived in New York when I was younger, at least for awhile, just to see, to test it out, but now? It's hard to imagine myself giving up the things that make me happy here;) I
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Date: 2007-09-10 03:52 am (UTC)I must check up on the band thing kerfuffle. Sounds interesting. I love kerfuffles where my BSOs are not involved. ;-)
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Date: 2007-09-10 05:18 am (UTC)