Welcome to the Playpen, our space for ferrety banter and whimsical snippets of things that aren't quite long enough for articles (although they might be) but that caught your eye anyway.
In other, more interesting news, I finally read Storm of Steel a few weeks ago, and it got me interested enough in Ernst Jünger that I tracked down a rather illuminating study of his work during and between the wars. He was a very interesting man. He was a modernist, of course, but more attuned to the "conservative" metaphysical side of modernism, which is hardly surprising given his time and place. I've grown to think of him as an epiphantic modernist who tried act like a programmatic one, but wasn't suited for it. In the '20s he tried to put down some schemes as to what his ideal world would look like, but he was always at his best when he was just acting as a writer and working in allegory. He was always ruminating over man's relationship to technology and to war, the latter of which he always got attacked on. (Storm of Steel is all about his WWI experience, but the memoir views the war not with horror but with fascination, particularly for its extreme situations and transformative effects on the men who fought.) However, despite accusations and some occasional dalliances in the early '20s, Jünger was definitely not a Nazi. Hell, he was even tangentially involved in the July 20th plot.
Today's comic really does boil down to:
Interesting people are LIKE ME
Boring people are LIKE GIRLS WHO WOULDN'T HAVE SEX WITH ME IN HIGH SCHOOL
Intolerable people are LIKE GUYS WHO PICKED ON ME IN HIGH SCHOOL
I also wish he'd quit dumping on economists, given that he knows *precisely jack shit* about economics.
Grounds for booing:
- Assumption that talking about ideas is inherently interesting: [CITATION NEEDED], nothing's more boring than someone who drones on and on about his pet theory.
- Assumption that talking about people is boring. This would imply that people themselves are an inherently boring topic. [CITATION NEEDED] again - I think people are pretty enthralling myself - though I can see how the concept appeals to a guy whose webcomic career is based on a series in which there are no actual characters whatsoever.
- Assumption that any discussion of what you drank last night is intolerable. [CITATION NEEDED]. Maybe you had a nice wine which you'd like to recommend! Maybe you had a well-aged port which had an interesting story behind it! Who's to say that alcohol is the exclusive province of alcoholics?
It's funny and informative and shows you actual gameplay, which is pretty much unheard of in game trailers.
And, no, you're probably getting Agron mixed up with Auctus, who was Barca's first lover in the prequel and whom Crixus was forced to kill in an Arena match. Agron was one of the Germanic brothers who came in with the new group of trainee gladiators in the middle of the first season, right after the storyline that got Barca, his boyfriend Pietros and that nasty brute who abused the poor boy killed. Agron is the elder brother, the one who couldn't resist checking out his neighbor's junk when they were told to strip for Illythia. He gets a boyfriend named Nasir in season 2 and their love life and character development becomes a major storyline.
It ended, naturally, with a fight to the death between me and Dan. (Dan won but my death was a glorious one.)
Kyra and I are way behind on Spartacus, partially because we decided to watch it in chronological order, which meant rewatching the first series again after the prequel.
Mo Ryan has a good write-up about what made the show special here: (content warning for ableist language)
(Though at the same time, I'm a bit pissed off that STARZ' new show "DaVinci's Demons" seems intent on straightening the historical gay genius out, or at most make him a ladies man with some token nods to bisexuality. *sigh* I guess we'll have to wait till DeKnight's new sci-fi project "Incursion" gets green-lighted to get a decent queer-inclusive genre show again.)
Because that's an original thing for a video game to be about.
@Arthur: That site is amazing.
(hence the dotcom)
which is run by a dude who writes in an idiosyncratic style
(sort of establishing a conversational tone there)
and he retells mythology in this style
making it funny
because if there's one thing that's funny
it's taking something which is usually presented as SERIOUS BUSINESS
and being flippant about it
obviously care's got to be taken about cultural appropriation there
(though to be fair to him the dude takes being called out in a gentlemanly way
and is generally up for constructive dialogue with critics)
but in the case of the silmarillion it's extra funny
because the silmarillion is absurdly wordy and overwritten
almost as if
it's what a language professor did
in his alone time
instead of masturbation
I know the conversation's been concentrating more on the celebrations but that's because the celebrations are deeply, deeply problematic.
Steve Bell's having fun though.
But that was over twenty years ago, and whatever contempt I have for her policies, and however much I wish she'd never got into power, I don't see anything to celebrate in her death (let alone she's got friends and family mourning her, and having to deal with that). The time for that was twenty-two years ago when she lost power; or if we ever manage to shake off all those terrible ideas. Given they're privatising the NHS and leaving the regions to rot again, I am not exactly hopeful. It strikes me that the Thatcher-hate just distracts from the ongoing repeat performance.