Fandom emerges when there is love of a story, of art, of music, of any form of expression. That love will change, shift, and become its own creature over time, deviating from its origin. It is then that fascinations begin. These fascinations start out slowly and creep their way into the logic of the fandom.
It is so easy to justify the small things. "I love this character," becomes more important than a plot point. Well, that's okay, there are lots of other plot points. "This band is so popular I love them, though I haven't listened to the music yet," the words pang against your inner senses but you bend a bit to allow it. At least they might start listening to the songs now that they like the band.
Then it turns dark. "I love this character so much, he's such a helpless baby!" The fandom cries about the megalomaniac who heartlessly terrorizes the innocent. "Oh my god, this song is so cute, I made a pony remix of it!" And that grunge metal song then had a pony remix. "Look at this art, it's so amazing I'm going to invert the colors and put a cat in it." Then Picasso had a cat, I guess.
Soon the story, music, art, or whatever else is irrelevant. The fandom is an incestuous pit of ideas loosely torn from these concepts, eaten up, regurgitated, and then feasted upon again. It has reached the point where there is virtually no connection to the source material any more.
Unfortunately your logic is still distorted from before. You accept a lot of material that you would otherwise question. The fandom accepts a lot of material that it should otherwise detest. Your standards have lowered.
The only question then is do you stay in this mess of a community and join into the cesspool or do you go back to the source material that you loved? It's a bit of a loaded question, I admit, but it's an honest to goodness question. There is no right answer, merely going where you will be happier. Sometimes the story was just the start, as the end of the book likes to tell you. You should probably avoid those who don't agree with your answer though, to save each other both a lot of headache.
Showing posts with label Inane. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 28, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
Milquetoast
When you take a story or show and remake it, you are doing
something that inherently violates people. You are taking their memories,
attachments, and a part of their life and saying that it’s old and no longer
belongs to them.
Normally these concerns are quelled when this new thing
fills the place of the old and both have a place in the heart of a person.
Unfortunately, it is becoming more and more common to take that thing and say,
‘I can make more money by selling it to these people instead of you.’
Now their memories, attachments, and history are thrashed.
The characters they once loved are someone else entirely wearing the
simulacrum. The stories are twisted and changed away from the comfortable lines
they once drew. The history that was fondly buried is now dug up and put on
parade in its necrotic state.
You’re disrespecting them and violating them. If you are
doing this out of love for the story and characters, then I wish you well. If
you’re doing this for money, you are a bad person.
Teen Titans GO! I’m looking at you.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Sex Talk
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| Pictured: A Distraught Cat, Source Unknown |
The first lie that we’re going to tackle is that women
rarely want to have sex. From a scientific standpoint, this potentially has
some validity as women have less testosterone than men on average and thus have
a lower libido. In reality you do not need to have a pair of gonads squeezing
testosterone through your system to enjoy sex. It’s pleasurable. Humans want
sex. If something is good and pleasurable then people will want it. To say that
women never really want sex is to say that your sexual partners in the past
haven’t been very sexually active and potentially disliked having sex with you
because the sex was bad. Otherwise? Humans like sex.
Orgasms are supposed to be a benchmark of successful
recreational sex. I mean, they feel great, don’t they? If you’re not getting
your partner to orgasm during sex then you must be bad at it and they aren’t
going to enjoy the sex, right? Na. Orgasms are great but just the act of having
sex is pretty enjoyable. I mean, do you masturbate solely for the purpose of
getting off or does it feel pretty good along the way too? You also don’t have
to have an orgasm right away. I’ve come under the impression that you sabotage
yourself if you race to make yourself or your partner orgasm and fall into
despair if you fail on either front. It’s cool. Have as much fun as you both
possibly can and if you didn’t orgasm or they didn’t orgasm, then take care of
it afterwards. Heck, maybe they can even give you a hand. There’s a good chance
that they know how to get their rocks off and you know how to get yours off.
Gosh, going through grade school and into college there was
this myth perpetuated that men are always horny and want to sleep with everyone
and anyone. No. Creeps, guys or girls, that haven’t learned any self control
are always horny and want to bang anything and everything. Normal guys are just
like normal girls and they probably have a few people they fancy, a few people
they wouldn’t mind a friends-with-benefits relationship with, and a lot of
people they would never touch for a variety of reasons. I’ll grant you that
some people are willing to sleep around a lot more than you are and they go far
to perpetuate this though. I wonder what the statistics would look like if
people were polled on how many people they would want to sleep with out of
everyone they know and meet? This is entirely a guess but my assumption would
be a stark drop off at the 5% mark and a rapid approach to 0 once you got past
50%. Undoubtedly someone would be on the 100% mark of wanting to sleep with
everyone they know and meet but it’d be an awful lonely position.
Now the mindset that every man wants to rape you is a fair
one, if only because it only takes one person out there intent on raping you to
make things dangerous. I’m not saying that you should be afraid of the world,
but being in the mindset that every situation can be dangerous keeps you on
your toes and watching your drink for date rape drugs. No, most guys and people
out in the world actually don’t wish you any harm. They are probably entirely
ambivalent towards you or wish you well. Most of the time people will even
stand up for you or back you up if things go bad. The problem is that there’s
someone out there with unscrupulous morals and it’s hard to identify them until
after they’ve struck. The only word of caution that I really want to put up
about this is to not let the fear engulf you. Most of the world is full of fine
people and if you’re careful that one scumbag isn’t going to ruin your life.
What people do is they’ll ruin their own lives so that they never even have the
chance to meet that scumbag. I’ve had friends turn down huge opportunities to
advance their education, career, and other momentums in their lives because
they’d be leaving their bubble and they could be raped outside of their bubble.
This is crippling to them and very sad to me.
Something strange that I’ve seen is that girls will tease
you to get what they want. Okay, so picture this situation. A person goes
through life talking to people. This is strange, I know, but bear with me.
While talking with people, they figure out that by flirting just a little bit,
the person that they’re talking to will be friendlier with them. God, that’s so
wrong of them, right? Now, when they do this with 99% of people, the other
person gets that this is how conversation works and fun is had. Then there is
the odd person out that hears a compliment and thinks that means they will get
sex if they buy this person things. Ya. You’re being gross when you think you
can buy sex from people. As a guy who has had a lot of gifts thrown his way, I
find it outright revolting when the other person immediately cuts contact with
me because they find out they’re not getting sex from me. Maybe you should have
asked that person if they were single and interested before you started trying
to barter sexual favors from them.
Now onto the friendzone. The friendzone is that place that
people like to slink off to when it is obvious that a friend they are
interested in is not interested in them. The friendzone is a make-believe place
and you get there by being friends with someone and hoping for a romantic
relationship when they aren’t interested in more. The reason why you’re stuck
there is because they are not interested in you. But if they’re not interested
in you why are they still friends with you? Not all human contact results from
wanting romantic relations. You’re stuck in the friendzone because they aren’t
interested in you romantically. They’re interested in having you as a friend.
If you’re going to keep fawning over them like that you should discuss it with
them like an adult and explain that you aren’t sure if you can maintain your
friendship due to how you feel about them romantically. Otherwise it’s not the
friendzone, it’s just friendship.
The last thing that is especially annoying in some
relationships is that it doesn’t matter what your personality is like, your
partner only needs to look for looks because they’re going to be remodeling
your personality anyway. No, you’re really not. Your partner is someone. They
have their own personality, habits, and behaviors. Some of these things shift
on their own pretty naturally and others will alter themselves over time to fit
better with those around them, namely you. However, when you try to change the
core of a person to better suit you, you are being manipulative and
controlling. This makes you a bad person, is making your partner unhappy, and
is probably making you pretty miserable too. The solution to this is to date
someone who you actually like rather than just someone who is pretty.
The things I’ve listed off are just the tip of the iceberg
and I’m sure you’re familiar with some of them and a bunch of your own. When
something sounds wrong, I’d really advise doing some research on it and
whatever you do, don’t just discount your empirical experiences as wrong when
they contradict. You’ll be a richer person for it.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Friday, September 28, 2012
Silly stuff
I did a series of silly haikus for my girlfriend for no real reason. They were written inside of origami hearts and placed in a heart shaped box for her. Here are a few of the finer travesties~
Oh man so many hearts
Don't they just remind you of
Tons and tons of butts
Cocoa is luscious
Cocoa is warm; just like you
Ro ro ro ro ro
We are like Chocolate
Creamy, smooth, lickably yum
I kiss you muah muah
Oh man so many hearts
Don't they just remind you of
Tons and tons of butts
Cocoa is luscious
Cocoa is warm; just like you
Ro ro ro ro ro
We are like Chocolate
Creamy, smooth, lickably yum
I kiss you muah muah
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
A New Direction
I've given up on the idea of maintaining a blog for the sole reason that my interests are too human. They wane, jump, and practice parkour far too often for the good of any website. As such I'll be using this page as a creative outlet for short story writing and long story writing too. Worst yet, sometimes even poetry will pop up.
Want to help me out? Be mean. Be critical. Tell me everything that you hate about every sentence that I make and point out even the tiniest, most nitpicky mistake. I cannot begin to tell you how much I would appreciate that. If you do not want to then that is fine too. I need to improve and no one improves by being coddled.
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