momebie: (Batwoman signal)
Two things I'm thinking about that make the post I wrote and deleted last night about my hair look as stupid and avoidant as it was! (This is still stupid and avoidant, but in a way that's much more interesting to the rest of you, possibly.


1.) Pronunciation Book
This is a spiral I dropped into this morning after [livejournal.com profile] theemdash linked me to this Daily Dot article about a YouTube channel called Pronunciation Book that had recently gone from merely teaching pronunciations of words to a count down to something that seems jumbled and sinister and is fucking fascinating. It looks, as Em said at lunch, like writing as an extreme sport.

From what I can tell, the rest of the internet is also interested. 4chan's /x/ forum has come up in many of the articles and message board postings I read this morning. (I'm not linking to that, because I feel like 4chan is the LAST place I should go on my work computer, heh.) Many message boards have threads that are pages and pages long dedicated to figuring out what happened, locating the position of broadcast, and decoding strange clicks. Most people seem to have written it off as an ARG or a viral marketing campaign (possibly for Battlestar Galactica?), but I'm less interested in what it's counting down to than I am in the story that's unfolding in bits and pieces of rough translation and transmission. Someone has kindly pulled together some of it into a semblance of story:



Em and I have decided to forego the interest in clicks and triangulating location and such and just focus on the words. We're going to pull apart the sentences that have been leaked in a seemingly pellmell way and see if we can't reorganize them in a more or less linear narrative. (Or non-linear narrative, given that there seem to be two timelines going, but at least we can try and find a Plot A and Plot B.) We're working from a list of transcripts that she found of the videos so far.

So, there's a bit of madness you can step into if you like.


2.) NPR and Capes
I'm still mainlining Smallville. I'm actually almost finished. I have three episodes left in season 9, which I'm sure I'll get through tonight, and then I start season 10, which I'll probably complete by this weekend. My thoughts on Superman through the lens of Smallville will come later, but right now I just wanted to establish I am living firmly in the Mainlining Smallville Headspace, which means I tend to place the template of that fantasy over what happens sometimes. I've also been listening to NPR as I drive lately. Something about the break up made me less inclined to listen to my music all of the time. (Though I don't know why. I finally live in a world where the most important person in my life doesn't give me shit for what I listen to. Maybe it's residual fear or something.) So it shouldn't surprise any of you to know that this morning I was listening to a story about PTSD and wondering how different it would be if it was happening in a world where Superman existed.

Would they, for instance, instead of pulling someone who had served in the army in Iraq for the piece, pull one of the Joker's victims? What would socioeconomic speculation look like in a world where capes were more or less big business? How many fluff pieces can we run about acrobat clinics for kids suffering a loss? Would the rafting race between Cuomo and Bloomberg, meant to draw attention to the Adirondacks as a vacation spot, be instead about Harvey Dent and Commissioner Gordon? How different would Comic Con look in a world where the people we dress up as are real? (Okay, my initial feeling about that one is 'not that different', because yada yada cape comics and the way they speak to their readership and how deeply they can touch us and alter the context through which we view the world. I would strongly argue that the hope brought to people by cape comics isn't any less now than if they were real, it would just be more widely validated. And that's a whole other post, isn't it?)

THESE ARE THE THINGS THAT KEEP ME UP AT NIGHT. And things I might implement as a story telling exercise. I don't know, I haven't decided yet. I'm going to collect my thoughts and make a more substantial post, probably to the Big Girl Blog.


So uh, good afternoon, internet. What stories are you distracting yourself with today?

FINGERS CROSSED LJ DOESN'T EAT THE POST THIS TIME.
momebie: (Nightwing Fly!)
Quick! When you think of characters that fly--I'm thinking superheroes here, obviously, but really anyone you can think of who doesn't have wings and doesn't use magic, who just seems to have an innate ability to defy gravity--do you assume that they are manipulating the gravitational field outside of them, or that they are flexing something extra from the inside?

[Poll #1906785]


I was doing my reading for this week's Gender Through Comic Books module, Superman: Birthright, and I noted that Lex's assumption about how Superman moves through the air is that he's controlling his own gravitational field. I find this curious and telling, given that he's praised as a great inventor, but doesn't seem to have the air of fantasy that actually WOULD make him a great inventor. Lex Knows Things that the other characters don't, and because of this the rest of the world assumes he's making it up, when really he's just stealing and cobbling things together to fit his whims. I don't mean that in a derogatory way. He's obviously insanely brilliant either way. I just think it's an important distinction in the character.

Anyway, I noted this on twitter and [livejournal.com profile] metonymy asked me if there was a difference in controlling a gravitational field and flying. Another SuperMOOC person responded to say she hadn't thought of it that way, so now I'm curious. I mean, obviously, the stuff I know about science could fit in the ear of a dust mite. But given that these characters are usually presented within a context of fantasy, I tend to assume that their ability to fly is another muscle that they're exercising, rather than something cast iron scientific like disruption of the gravitational field, unless we're specifically told so. Tony Stark? Definitely disrupting gravity and engaging thrusters. Carol Danvers? Ummmm...just plain flying*.

All that said, I did enjoy Birthright, in spite of my hitherto complete non-interest in all things Superman. (Except for Dick Grayson's obvious doe eyed adoration of him. That I will always find amusing.) Mark Waid did more in 50 pages to make me care about Supes than pop culture had done in 30 years. A lot of it boils down to this quote:
We’ve talked about this before. Living things have a kind of glow around them. They’re surrounded in a halo of colors I’d invent names for if I weren’t the only one who could make them out. I’m not sure if that halo is a soul or an aura or what. I do know that at the end of the life cycle, it fades pretty quickly, and what’s left behind is…hard to look at. Empty in a way that leaves me empty, too. But when it’s there…my God, how it shines.


So, thoughts? Superman comic recs? Superman fic recs**? I'm not a proud person. I'll take whatever you can throw at me.


(*Disclaimer that I don't read many comics with characters who actually fly, except for how I've just started reading Captain Marvel, so if it's been addressed then OBVIOUSLY I missed it and would like to know the canon explanations if you know them.)
(**Except for you, Rachael! I still have that epic Supes/Bats fic set aside for when I have time to give it the attention it deserves.)

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