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hackthis_archive) wrote2005-11-10 10:33 am
hackthis_archive) wrote2005-11-10 10:33 am
It's not crack and biscuits all the time.
1. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
miram_heddy is talking about racial perceptions in fandom and I was fascinated to read not just her post, but the subsequent responses. Talking about race is always a hot-bed topic for me, and one likely to send my blood pressure ratcheting exponentially, as more than one person will attest. So, I point this out, not because I'm interested in a big sociological discussion today, because those tend to take a lot of Valium on my part, but just because it’s always interesting to read other people's opinions.
2.voodoo_in_tx has some advice on what to do if you feel a bit more shitastic ™ than normal. *Both 1 & 2 are gacked from voleuse
3. In case I'm really not the last person to have readcereta's fabulous post on fandom and male privilege, you can check it out here -- Might I suggest you read this one and miriam_heddy's together and have yourself a good long think? Your head'll explode, sure, but it's certainly food for thought.
4. There are all kinds of labels we attach to ourselves: liberal, conservative, straight, bi, gay, undecided, black, white, Asian, Latino, male, female, in-between, sexual, chaste, slutty, English, Welsh, French, American, Indian, Canadian, New Yorker, Californian, Londoner, Christian, Atheist, Jewish, Muslim, tall, short, medium, fat, thin, scrawny, obese, corpulent, Rubenesque, zaftig, professional, working class, rich, poor, skint, flush, smart, stupid, blonde, brunette, ginger, bald, mental, sane, in need of therapy -- why do we do this to ourselves?
Why is it when people ask, "What are you?" we don’t just say," I'm me, motherfucker, why do you ask?"
*Today's links are brought to you byhackthis's underutilized brain, which sometimes just has to have a moment to itself. During this moment, I felt I should also ask for a Jake icon that says, "gay cowboy marine," a George/Brad icon that says Big Gay Uncles, and a George icon that says, "makes his man trade go to Kentucky."
miram_heddy is talking about racial perceptions in fandom and I was fascinated to read not just her post, but the subsequent responses. Talking about race is always a hot-bed topic for me, and one likely to send my blood pressure ratcheting exponentially, as more than one person will attest. So, I point this out, not because I'm interested in a big sociological discussion today, because those tend to take a lot of Valium on my part, but just because it’s always interesting to read other people's opinions. 2.
voodoo_in_tx has some advice on what to do if you feel a bit more shitastic ™ than normal. *Both 1 & 2 are gacked from voleuse3. In case I'm really not the last person to have read
cereta's fabulous post on fandom and male privilege, you can check it out here -- Might I suggest you read this one and miriam_heddy's together and have yourself a good long think? Your head'll explode, sure, but it's certainly food for thought.4. There are all kinds of labels we attach to ourselves: liberal, conservative, straight, bi, gay, undecided, black, white, Asian, Latino, male, female, in-between, sexual, chaste, slutty, English, Welsh, French, American, Indian, Canadian, New Yorker, Californian, Londoner, Christian, Atheist, Jewish, Muslim, tall, short, medium, fat, thin, scrawny, obese, corpulent, Rubenesque, zaftig, professional, working class, rich, poor, skint, flush, smart, stupid, blonde, brunette, ginger, bald, mental, sane, in need of therapy -- why do we do this to ourselves?
Why is it when people ask, "What are you?" we don’t just say," I'm me, motherfucker, why do you ask?"
*Today's links are brought to you by
hackthis's underutilized brain, which sometimes just has to have a moment to itself. During this moment, I felt I should also ask for a Jake icon that says, "gay cowboy marine," a George/Brad icon that says Big Gay Uncles, and a George icon that says, "makes his man trade go to Kentucky."
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His dad was a newscaster in Cinci. OHIO. Or maybe Dayton. Somewhere in southern Ohio, I know this because my mom lived there in high school. Long story. Anyway, so I knew about his dad being on the news since my MOM was crushing on George way back in ER days.
And as for his dad--asshat! I wish I had some of his campaign ads on tape to send you. OMG. He had a whole campaign AGAINST GAY MARRIAGE thing. I think he and George don't get on v well. ha.