January 20th, 2008

I, for one, welcome our new phallocratic overlords

charles_rb is secretly in the Online Transformers and Wagner fans association.

Aside from using the term "transformative" without explaining what the flying fuck it actually MEANS, the linked post fails majorly as the LJer seems to believe all men have the same mind and views, as dictated by the Central Phallocracy, and generally being the soulless Vehicon Drones to female fandom's band of Heroic Maximals who will bring love, harmony and trees to FandomTron. Except, wait, the female fans based on that post are _all_ interested in the same things and have the same views (and SHOULD have the same views), so it's actually a conflict between _two_ armies of soulless Vehicon Drones under central genital command.

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So I'm seeing rampant sexism against men, rampant sexism against _women_ by claiming all women are the same and must "logically" support OTW coz it's mostly female, and then sexism & general prejudice against transgenders to complete the Holy Trilogy. This is fail on an epic scale. This is a Wagner Cycle of fail.


"Weiche, Wotan, weiche!" Context then bears him 8 daughters.
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We sat in a coffee shop and talked for three solid hours about a gigantic 'EVERYONE GOES TO HOGWARTS' crossover fic based entirely on the discussions about which houses characters would be in, how Deathly Hallows was essentially a great big poke in the eye for fandom, whether the Top Gear trio would be any better at alien-hunting than Torchwood, the fact that the Torchwood team quite clearly need to get a hamster called Richard, the fact that any cute fluffy pets the Torchwood team acquire are more or less guaranteed to be evil lesbians bent on world domination, Richard Hammond the rainbow unicorn and the fact that a Top Gear/The Lion King crossover would never work because lion cubs can't drive cars. - rionaleonhart has a good grasp on what is and isn't absurd.

pacificpikachu's classmate has better grasp that she knows on humorous prose

Oh man, I remember this one girl in my Creative Writing class who had the silliest, most teenage-girl-esque stories ever, and at one point she tried to prove to me that she could be "literary and tragic" (like she had decided my writing is, I guess) by writing this HILARIOUSLY bad "SO SAAAD" story about a girl and her boyfriend getting separated before the whole Pompeii incident, and them dying as they thought of each other.

She named the characters Jim and Rachel.


QWP. Context is locked and doesn't approve of Spartans named Tony and Chloe.