an actual chat log from years ago I just found in my tumblr drafts

  • me: HEY
  • ARE YOU THERE
  • CAN YOU HEAR YOUR COMPUTER GO DINK DINK DINK
  • I AM YELLING FOR YOU
  • CALLING OUT THROUGH THE ETHERNET OF THE NIGHT
  • RUNNING DOWN A LONELY ROAD
  • WITH MY FACE TO THE FUTURE AND A FIST IN THE AIR
  • I CAN SHATTER THE MELTING SKY
  • I HEAR YOUR SILENT SCREAM IN MY FINGERTIPS
  • ECHOING THE EMPTY STREETS
  • I WAS A SMALL-TOWN BOY WITH A GASOLINE HEART
  • AND YOU LOOKED LIKE A MATCH TO ME
  • I'M CALLING OUT THROUGH THE CITY RAIN
  • ALL RIGHT
  • AND YOU AND ME AND THE BOYS DOWN BY THE DOCKS ALL KNOW
  • NOTHING'S GONNA STOP US
  • I HEAR THAT WHEEL IN THE SKY TURNING
  • SHOUT IT OUT
  • IN THE HEART OF THE CITY
  • A YOUNG GIRL PLANTS HER FEET AND SCREAMS
  • LIVING FOR TONIGHT
  • SHE'S GOT A POCKET FULL OF FIRE
  • THERE'S A MIDNIGHT TRAIN ON THE PLATFORM
  • AND YOU KNOW MY HEART'S ON BOARD
  • BUT MY FEET KEEP HITTING THE SIDEWALK SEARCHING FOR YOU, GIRL
  • WE CAN WALK OUR SEPARATE WAYS
  • BUT THESE STREETLIGHTS ALL SCREAM OUT LOUD
  • THAT I'M YEARNING
  • YEARNING FOR THE TOUCH
  • THE FEEL
  • OF COTTON
  • LIGHT THE CITY ON FIRE
  • WE'LL RUN FREE TONIGHT
  • PERHAPS LIKE SOME VARIETY OF PANTHER
  • WITH THE JUNGLE EYES
  • IS THERE A HUNGER INSIDE YOU, GIRL?
  • SO DEEP WITHIN
  • me: oh wait, shit, you're at the bar right now, aren't you

some pretty good cultural criticism, for an aside from an interview about Jeopardy!

Look, we all know that there’s a trope in the movies where someone of a minority race is flattened out into just being “good at X” and that the white protagonist is the one we root for because unlike the guy who’s just “good at X” the protagonist has human depth, human relationships, a human point of view—and this somehow makes him more worthy of success than the antagonist who seems to exist just to be good at X.

So we root for Rocky against black guys who, by all appearances, really are better boxers than he is, because unlike them Rocky isn’t JUST a boxer, he has a girlfriend, he has hopes, he has dreams, etc. This comes up over and over again in movies where the athletic black competitor is set up as the “heel”—look at the black chick in Million Dollar Baby and how much we’re pushed to hate her. Look at all this “Great White Hope” stuff, historically, with Joe Louis.

So is it any surprise that this trope comes into play with Asians? That the Asian character in the movie is the robotic, heartless, genius mastermind who is only pure intellect and whom we’re crying out to be defeated by some white guy who may not be as brainy but has more pluck, more heart, more humanity? It’s not just Flash Gordon vs. Ming the Merciless, it’s stuff like how in the pilot episode of Girls Hannah gets fired in favor of an overachieving Asian girl who’s genuinely better at her job than she is (the Asian girl knows Photoshop and she doesn’t) and we’re supposed to sympathize with Hannah.

http://www.slate.com/blogs/browbeat/2014/02/28/arthur_chu_jeopardy_s_reigning_champion_talks_to_ken_jennings_about_the.html

hannahmight

hannahmight:

"Everyone loves the horse because they’ve always seen her on puzzles and posters, her pelt shiny and smooth. And everyone hates the rat because it eats gross food and scurries around doing mysterious, possibly frightening things at night. Still, I’d rather be the rat. The rat goes where it wants -…

dignity

The animals in children’s books are so humiliated. Capering and gamboling and waving fluffy paws around at your precious child. You get the feeling some of them would prefer to eat your precious child. They would prefer to rend your child’s precious flesh and yell:

Why are you looking at me. Why are you not frightened. Why have you allowed blueberries to be smeared on my face. I would rip your pathetic child in thirds, except someone has made me stand wrong, and move wrong, and blue.

In this way the animals are not unlike the parents who read them