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Nov. 21st, 2012 06:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dmxratedGrandpa showed me this newspaper cover yesterday, showing an aerial view of just how destructive Hurricane Sandy had really been a month ago, something that I've already been aware of. He, Uncle Robby, and Cousin Adam were lucky to have only lost electricity, given their location well above sea level, and to have a generator that could power up two rooms. Everyone was talking about the situation later on. This small amusement park that we kids, Mom, Robby, and Adam went to one summer night in 2004? Gone, though it might be possible to rebuild at some point after all the debris is cleared away (which is probably going to take three whole months).
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Told Mom last night that I can't wait until Brian comes home next month so I can talk to him personally about what's possible for the short term in terms of gaining control over anything. She then asked me what it was that gave me such a stance on male-bashing double-standards in the first place, and also told me that Marie was curious as well.
During my first semester in college during the fall of 2004, my writing teacher at the time (can't remember her name) read this paragraph about the topic to us. Said paragraph described how things are in The Simpsons and The Berenstain Bears, and also the existence of jokes such as "If you're stuck and need a new tire, who would most likely give it to you: Santa Claus, Oprah Winfrey, or a decent man? Oprah, because the other two don't exist."
A year and a half later, I'm trying to think of comical situations where a male gets mad at a female, possibly involving abuse or threats, and could count such instances on one hand. That's when it hits me, that this is exactly the result of history-long oppression of women and how they tend to get back at men, and it's not even limited to that.
Not long ago, I proposed a trope called Guys Scold Girls Too, Y'know.... Somehow, I myself was able to come up with a good handful of examples, even though most of them didn't even involve abuse (comical or otherwise; several did, though). I didn't mention it on this blog, and it died out after twenty discussion posts.
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Later on, after going to bed, I called Mom over to ask her (not for the first time) to switch to a different insurance company than StateFarm, because of this commercial that I saw a few times on some video site. She told me that she doesn't care about the commercials so much as about the way the company does business, and that they've been on too good terms since 1985 to just cut them off. She also asked me rhetorically if I would really cut off good companies because of the way they advertise things, to which I said yes. She asked me if I really intend to let all this shit make me feel bad until Brian comes home, and I told her that I don't know how to deal with things while PIX11 continues to air commercials depicting only men as idiots during the morning news. On that note, I asked that she and Dad turn the TV all the way off when the commercials come on. Muting it isn't enough, because when I eat breakfast, I eat at the side of the table where I'm facing the TV, since that side is closer to the kitchen, and I also like to sit in the armchair in our living room early in the morning. To that, she suggested that maybe we could arrange our other armchair (currently right here in the computer room) so that I can just recline on that instead.
This morning, before she left for work, Mom asked me if maybe I'm feeling agitated right now from forcing myself to work on that spritesheet, which is so tedious that I tend to work on only one sprite at a time before taking nearly an hour or so to get to the next one. I told her that I've been planning to play the rest of Angry Birds Seasons once I complete the regular, non-hived sets for Kagami, Tsukasa, and Miyuki, but she suggested that I just have a break from the project right now and just have myself a vacation, so that my shitty mood doesn't ruin Marie and Grandpa's visits here for Thanksgiving.
(Thus far, I had finished Kagami's non-hived set this past Sunday, and decided to play one round of Chip-chan Kick just to unwind for the rest of the night, before starting with Tsukasa. Monday was the last day I'd be able to play anything in my room, so I spent whatever time I wasn't raking and mowing leaves for that day to play more rounds of the game before Mom set the TV input to cable. And yesterday, I managed to get six out of twenty of Tsukasa's sprites done. Normally, I would require myself to get a decent amount of stuff finished in something that requires concentration between playing any two games, like with Kanji in Context and the Mega Man series, but I suppose I could set that rule aside for once.)
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Told Mom last night that I can't wait until Brian comes home next month so I can talk to him personally about what's possible for the short term in terms of gaining control over anything. She then asked me what it was that gave me such a stance on male-bashing double-standards in the first place, and also told me that Marie was curious as well.
During my first semester in college during the fall of 2004, my writing teacher at the time (can't remember her name) read this paragraph about the topic to us. Said paragraph described how things are in The Simpsons and The Berenstain Bears, and also the existence of jokes such as "If you're stuck and need a new tire, who would most likely give it to you: Santa Claus, Oprah Winfrey, or a decent man? Oprah, because the other two don't exist."
A year and a half later, I'm trying to think of comical situations where a male gets mad at a female, possibly involving abuse or threats, and could count such instances on one hand. That's when it hits me, that this is exactly the result of history-long oppression of women and how they tend to get back at men, and it's not even limited to that.
Not long ago, I proposed a trope called Guys Scold Girls Too, Y'know.... Somehow, I myself was able to come up with a good handful of examples, even though most of them didn't even involve abuse (comical or otherwise; several did, though). I didn't mention it on this blog, and it died out after twenty discussion posts.
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Later on, after going to bed, I called Mom over to ask her (not for the first time) to switch to a different insurance company than StateFarm, because of this commercial that I saw a few times on some video site. She told me that she doesn't care about the commercials so much as about the way the company does business, and that they've been on too good terms since 1985 to just cut them off. She also asked me rhetorically if I would really cut off good companies because of the way they advertise things, to which I said yes. She asked me if I really intend to let all this shit make me feel bad until Brian comes home, and I told her that I don't know how to deal with things while PIX11 continues to air commercials depicting only men as idiots during the morning news. On that note, I asked that she and Dad turn the TV all the way off when the commercials come on. Muting it isn't enough, because when I eat breakfast, I eat at the side of the table where I'm facing the TV, since that side is closer to the kitchen, and I also like to sit in the armchair in our living room early in the morning. To that, she suggested that maybe we could arrange our other armchair (currently right here in the computer room) so that I can just recline on that instead.
This morning, before she left for work, Mom asked me if maybe I'm feeling agitated right now from forcing myself to work on that spritesheet, which is so tedious that I tend to work on only one sprite at a time before taking nearly an hour or so to get to the next one. I told her that I've been planning to play the rest of Angry Birds Seasons once I complete the regular, non-hived sets for Kagami, Tsukasa, and Miyuki, but she suggested that I just have a break from the project right now and just have myself a vacation, so that my shitty mood doesn't ruin Marie and Grandpa's visits here for Thanksgiving.
(Thus far, I had finished Kagami's non-hived set this past Sunday, and decided to play one round of Chip-chan Kick just to unwind for the rest of the night, before starting with Tsukasa. Monday was the last day I'd be able to play anything in my room, so I spent whatever time I wasn't raking and mowing leaves for that day to play more rounds of the game before Mom set the TV input to cable. And yesterday, I managed to get six out of twenty of Tsukasa's sprites done. Normally, I would require myself to get a decent amount of stuff finished in something that requires concentration between playing any two games, like with Kanji in Context and the Mega Man series, but I suppose I could set that rule aside for once.)
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Date: 2019-07-16 10:11 am (UTC)About the ribbon flag, couldn't it be something like the Sunlight Heart from Buso Renkin where it's a big lance with a long trailing 'scarf' of sorts?
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Date: 2019-07-16 10:12 am (UTC)