on saturday, i started following fuckyeahinception.tumblr.com/, and aside from reminding me approximately 500 times a day how awesome ‘Inception’ was, this particular tumblr has provided another source of entertainment for me: i’ve been able to watch as a fandom is literally created right in front of me. every time i get online, i can look at my dashboard and think ‘somewhere, right now, someone is writing their first fanfiction about Arthur and Ariadne.
in the future, society will look back on this time period and they will see, among other things, the recurring trope of the “stupid dad/stupid husband”. they will see it in commercials where a man cannot accomplish a simple task without help from his wife. they will see it in popular sitcoms where an idiotic, pitiful, average-looking husband is only redeemed by the influence of his attractive, intelligent wife.
when they see this, they will look at it in the same way we look at media from the fifties and sixties, where a woman’s greatest goal and highest honor was to stay at home, raise children, and serve her husband.
here’s the hum of desperation heres the test tube mating call here’s the latest carbon cycle here’s the clergy of the mall here’s the witness and the victim here’s the relatives’ remains here’s the well-known double helix here’s the poisoned waves of grain here’s the song of shear and torsion here’s the bloodbath magazine here’s the harvest of contusions here’s the narcoleptic dream
In a hydrogen war ravaged society the nubile young women go down to a futuristic zoo and have sexual intercourse with various deformed and non-human life forms in the cages. In this particular account a woman who has been patched together out of the damaged bodies of several women has intercourse with an alien female, there in the cage, and later on the woman, by means of futuristic science, conceives. The infant is born, and she and the female in the cage fight over it to see who gets it. The human young woman wins and promptly eats the offspring, hair, teeth, toes and all. Just after she has finished she discovers that the offspring is God.
Don Williams - I Wouldn’t Want To Live If You Didn’t Love Me
over the past year, i’ve really come to like country music. not modern country, i have no idea what that’s about, but country music from the 50’s through the late 70’s. the period where country (and i am now painting with a brush so broad it could not fit in a ten-car garage) went all the way from simple gospel-influenced mostly-acoustic bluesy stuff all the way to sappy, tear-jerking, over-produced, string-laden pop. i just can’t get enough of that.
there’s lots of reasons for this expansion of taste that i won’t delve into right now, but i heard this song today and i think it sums up a lot of those reasons. i mean, just look at the fucking title. in what other genre could you name a song something like that, without a trace of irony or exaggeration, and have it be accepted as a perfectly normal thing? it’s amazing.