Impey Barbicane <3

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I’m gonna change formula just a tiny bit here – I haven’t been listening to kpop as much lately (I still enjoy it), as it’s taken a backseat to gaming as my main hobby the past few years. What can I do easily without much thought, I wondered?

Introduce you to some anime men. So….to inaugurate this I’ll show you someone I think I’ve shown before:

Impey Barbicane from Code: Realize! Impey is actually a character from Jules Verne’s From the Earth to the Moon, and is extremely different from his otome game counterpart. Today’s Impey, however, is a genki engineer flirt who plans to get to the moon one day. Despite his mild Chivalrous Pervert tendencies and himbo behavior, he’s actually quite the respectful and intelligent guy. (And he really likes the MC.)

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I’ve decided to try and learn Japanese! A part of me wishes I had started with Japanese instead of Korean ten years ago, mainly because I didn’t realize how big a difference ten years would make in my energy. That part is also anxious that I won’t be able to actually learn; but I remind myself that it’s never too late to start something. I didn’t start learning Korean as a kid and I still managed a lot. As long as I keep at it, that’s all that matters.

I decided to start with Genki, and after looking at the Level 1 book that wants me to know hiragana for Lesson 1 and katakana for Lesson 2, I decided to just memorize kana first. It’s gonna take me a while, but I know I can do it.

I’m practicing mostly by learning to write them right now. Sounds crazy and might not be the best path, but I’m a pretty tactile person. Writing the characters over and over was how I learned Hangul, and I have the disadvantage of having seen lots of romanization over the years. I want to try and counter that as quickly as possible.

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Every so often I go on a kind of horror kick: it’s calmed down a bit but I’m still looking for horror movies to watch. A good one I recommend is Incantation. It’s a Taiwanese found-footage horror movie on Netflix. The found-footage part didn’t bother me too much, and it was legitimately creepy; I enjoyed it.

I’ve watched a bunch of random other ones over the past couple years. It’s surprisingly easy to find older stuff for free on sites like Tubi and Pluto. It’s how I watched Japanese movies like Audition and even the original Ringu movies; as well as Cronenberg’s Dead Ringers and Shivers.

Recently – though I never would have dreamed of doing so even just a few years ago – I gave the Saw series a try, since I like death game stories. Saw III was my limit (past my limit, really). The original Saw was good with an interesting end twist (and to my shock, the guy who looked like Cary Elwes was Cary Elwes); and Saw II was ok – neither had the same kind of gratuitous, detailed focus on graphic torture that characterized Saw III.

I think it should’ve stopped at the original, since the point it makes is 1) appropriate for a horror movie and 2) gets muddled in sequels that try to justify Jigsaw’s behavior. Not a murderer my ass – you don’t have to pull the trigger yourself to be a killer, wise guy.

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Gas is expensive and I lack energy so I was very happy to find a rather bar-like cafe near me that’s open until 10 PM. They serve surprisingly good tacos, and have events (trivia, live music, open mic nights) on several days. Twice I’ve been while they had live music. It makes it a bit difficult to focus if I’m on a Discord call or listening to some music, but I usually have something else I can do while enjoying the music as well.

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Right at this very moment as I write, I’m packing for a 9 hour car trip to see family. I’ve been taking things out to the car tonight to be better prepped since it will be a rather early morning, and it’s such a nice night. The moon seemed rather close, and like a perfect little fingernail, in a clear sky, on a night just chilly enough to need a light sweater.

I’m so glad it’s finally fall~

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I’ve been reading a lot more webtoons/manga the past year. Mostly BL, but also some other things. I’m almost done with Wotakoi; I need to keep reading Phantom Tales of the Night. I’ve bought a lot of manga but I don’t really have room for that much. So while I want to buy as much of The Case Study of Vanitas as there is (it’s so beautiful, Mochizuki Jun really…how dare…my heart….), I can’t do that for every series.

That’s why I buy more BL than anything else – lots of other series are longer running, and there are long-running BL, but there seem to be a lot more one, two, or three volume BLs. Which means more stories per shelf.

I suppose if I got really into it I could just…pay for a bigger storage area….TT_TT

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I just finished the live-action One Piece the other day and I really liked it! I tried the anime once but couldn’t get into it past the first couple episodes. I think the art style was a bit off-putting for me. But this has convinced me to give it another go! I don’t think I’ve heard a single negative thing about One Piece. So hopefully you’ll hear more from me about the Straw Hat pirates.

Good Memories

Memories of fun times with other people are important to me. That sounds obvious, but I stopped to think about it for a second. It’s to do with the level of importance. Other personalities might treasure memories less, or alone time more, or other things more But I’m someone who deeply values that fun time and those memories. With that comes the quite real danger of getting stuck in the past – which often discourages me rather than gladdening me. So why, exactly, do I value them so much? Is having fun so important?

Not really. I mean it is, but the main point isn’t having fun – I can entertain myself, I’ve done it for years. It’s other people. Fun with other people – who mattered to me, that I enjoyed being with, and who I believe, on some level, thought I mattered and enjoyed my company too. What made me think of this was getting a PS4 and finally getting to play new Kingdom Hearts games.

Because if I had to pick a time I look on most fondly in my life – the one I’ve idealized most – it’s summer 2003 and 2005. Yes, it’s that specific.

Wow, what happened that you remember it so well, Nami, and what does it have to do with a PS4? Nothing special to anyone but me (and maybe, the people with me at the time).

I didn’t win a prize or go to a foreign country or fall in love, and I can’t remember any special family events at the time. My siblings, who’d spent much of my life away from home, had been back at home or with family for a few years, so nothing changed much about my situation.

No,  the times I cherish most in my life are the summers I spent with my cousin M. The specific summers in question were spent falling in love with Kingdom Hearts and re-playing it over and over again waiting for the sequel; watching and making FMVs, watching anime, watching movies, helping garden, helping make honey. Maybe it’s especially dear because I don’t really associate that time much with anxiety or fear or any trauma I’ve had, I dunno.

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My brother was also there during one of these summers (I don’t remember which). He loved his baby sister and his cousin enough that he took two teenage girls to an amusement park for the day. Only a few details of the day remain in my memory: how I learned to love rollercoasters that day and the restaurant we went to afterward. But I will always remember those things about them.

And another specific event I remember that had to be 2005 was riding home from the theater having seen Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith. Even as not-terribly-invested teens, we couldn’t help but laugh at Darth Vader’s now-iconic “NOOOOOOOO!” (And please don’t start an argument on that, I just looked it up on the internet and found a whole feud about it; I’m just describing what happened when I was a teen.)

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So what about you, readers? What’s important to you? What do you look back on fondly in life, without regret, as a fun, peaceful time in your life?

 

Fun Language Things #2

Disclaimer, as always, that I’m not a professional, just someone learning Korean and trying to share things about that that seem fun to me. If I’m ever wrong when it comes to anything please (politely) point it out to me!

Translation seems to be such a tricky task! Although I personally love approaching what little bits of translation I do for myself as poetically and literally as possible, I realize that’s not how you should do it most of the time, and certainly that it’s not the only way. How you translate something will depend just as much on your audience as what the text says. That sounds a disingenuous method but it’s true – someone who casually watches a TV show doesn’t necessarily need to catch all the idioms in another language to enjoy the show. All you need is to get the gist of what’s going on across.

But in cases where scholars debate meaning, or anthropologists and historians looking to learn more about ancient cultures from texts, or even poets trying to translate poems written beautifully in one language to be written beautifully in another, will need to consider the nuances more to make a decision.

I’d say even popular music falls into the poetic category, so you’ve got to figure out how to get the gist of the meaning across and decide whether you should put it more plainly or more poetically. And on top of that – sometimes linguistically, other times subjectively, things will strike as more poetic in the target language into than the one you’re translating from!

Take this lyric from EXO’s “Forever” on The War album:

태양이 떠올라도 니가 없이 난 춥다 (No matter where you are)
비가 온몸을 적셔도 목이 말라 말라

And here’s how the line sounds, it should start at the right spot when you click. It sounds so glittery and cosmic, and combine that with Xiumin’s delivery and that’s why it’s my favorite line in this song! Anyway:

To translate it generally getting the gist across, you’d have:

Though the sun rises, without you I’m cold (No matter where you are)
Though rain drenches my whole body, I’m thirsty, thirsty

These lines actually translate pretty straightforwardly from Korean to English (at least to my limited knowledge)! But what I want to focus on is the way to say “I’m thirsty” in Korean. 목이 마르다 means “I’m thirsty” – and literally means “(one’s) throat is dry.” 목이 means neck/throat, 마르다 to dry up. (마르다 has other meanings as well but this is the pertinent one.) So you could, although I don’t think you really should, translate the line as:

Though rain drenches my whole body, my throat is dry, dry

The overall point of the lyrics is to express the singer’s desire for their beloved, so “thirsty,” besides being an accurate translation, suits the occasion! Using “my throat is dry” emphasizes the contrast, focuses on a state of being (dry) and implies desire, whereas “thirsty” emphasizes the desire for something lacking and implies the state of being (dry).

As I said, I definitely don’t think you should translate the line with “my throat is dry,” but for me personally, the literal translation conjures up a stronger image because it places the emphasis on the contrast. Imagery of dryness being put at the forefront, I’m easily reminded what it’s like when no matter how much I drink, my throat still feels dry. Repeating “thirsty, thirsty” emphasizes my desire for something, but repeating “dry, dry” makes me think of a parched, cracked land desperate for water. Again – this is subjective.

I just love these fun language things, where it’s not a matter of something being good or bad, but what suits the occasion, what’s dictated by the original language, and how it all leads to an appreciation of languages and sometimes new ways of thinking. Because as anyone who has more than superficially studied a language knows, different countries think in different ways and it shows in language! But I won’t get started on that, because I’m not nearly qualified to speak at length on it, or anything else….

Have a Happy Wednesday! I’ll try to get more posts scheduled…I got a bit lazy…

Novelty & Spoiler Culture

Cancel culture is another post on its own, that I planned on writing but as of now am scrapping because it’s too much work. If I was worth canceling to anyone I’d probably get canceled for it. Spoiler culture, however, doesn’t seem as much talked about and I was inspired to think on it by a blog’s review for NCT Dream’s “Ridin'” and its subsequent combox discussion. (Does anyone even use the word combox anymore? I’m old.)

The reviewer actually liked the song more in comparison to recent k-pop releases, which for them had been subpar. Most everyone in the combox just said the song was “meh,” some liked it, and some didn’t. One tendency I saw among less favourable opinions was this:

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Now – them not liking the song? By all means. Criticizing the song, expressing why they don’t like it? Most definitely a good thing. I’m an NCT Dream fan but no one is perfect (except DAY6!! jk jk). However, the general tenor of this reasoning falls flat. It amounts to, visual and musical styling from previous years is bad. If it’s not new and trendy, it’s boring, passé: therefore let it be anathema. Only what’s new is good.

But such thinking is demonstrably untrue and just rather stupid. Humans have historically enjoyed different types of music at different times, and many even have something called a “favorite song,” which is one they listen to over and over (and over) again, regardless of the time period it came from. Not to mention that in every culture we still continue to sing our ancient songs and have musicians, historians, and myriad others who dedicate their lives to preserving such things or studying older music specifically.

I don’t think that every person who commented on this video in such a way ascribes to this view, at least not in totality. Regarding the song and the video, I actually agree with most commenters that it was “meh” – at least in comparison to Dream’s other songs. I like and enjoy “Ridin'” but it doesn‘t have the impact of “Boom” or its fellow album B-side “Love Again” (a throwback-style song itself).

I’m also sure that most commenters had more reasons for their opinion than what they mentioned –  perhaps the song didn’t stand out musically, they don’t personally like the style, the video was poorly filmed, that it didn’t do previous years’ styling well, or that it in fact looked like it was filmed in 2014 with 2014 technology etc. etc. When it comes to digital media, there is something to the idea that with the rapid technological advancements, it’s easier to tell when things were created with less precise technology which often makes them seem less immediately impressive.

Still, these commenters felt saying “it looks like it was made in x year” explained everything, which reflects a larger trend in societal thinking: novelty above all else. The world has thought this for my whole lifetime, and probably for lifetimes prior to that – it’s nothing new. It just rears its ugly head in different ways at different times. We even value novelty in our nostalgia – the myriad unasked-for Disney live action remakes, anyone? The Lion King!!! Except NOW realistically animated. Beauty and the Beast! Aladdin! Both with a side of not-terribly-well-executed token feminism! Sure, I see everyone complain about them but then what do all of us, myself included, do? Watch them. (Mostly only once though, the only good one has been Cinderella and Aladdin was a decent diversion if mediocre.)

Prizing novelty so greatly gives greater power to spoiler culture. The way corporations react with hashtags and campaigns not to spoil certain media – it’s over the top. Many have said it already, but if a spoiler alone ruins a whole piece of media, as in makes it not worth engaging with ever – it wasn’t that great in the first place (or you need to manage your expectations).

An experience being new, or novel, or for the first time, can be special and meaningful. But it’s not the be all-end all some act like it is. I enjoyed The Sixth Sense in high school, despite it being spoiled for me. I read spoilery movie reviews on the regular and knew about Kylo Ren’s death. I’ve enjoyed many a performance of Shakespeare despite having read many of his works. Knowing generally about Frankenstein did nothing to spoil my enjoyment of Mary Shelley’s original story. So far all the Kingdom Hearts games have been enjoyable although I know the basic plots behind each. Even Kingdom Hearts III, which I don’t know the exact conclusion of, I have seen spoilery posts about, and am prepared to have my heart broken. Lame pun only lamely intended.

I’m not advocating that anyone intentionally spoil any media for other people without their consent. Nor am I saying that a spoiler can’t ever lessen someone’s enjoyment or that spoilers are dumb. I dropped Lost and k-drama He is Psychometric after learning spoilers about their endings. Would my experiences of these shows be different if I hadn’t gotten spoilers? Possibly. But I didn’t drop them merely because I found out what happened and had knowledge. I didn’t like where and how they ultimately ended up and didn’t want to invest my time and energy into experiencing it.

The issue comes in overvaluing the shock and newness for their own sakes – doubting the human capacity to engage with media and art, treating ourselves as if we can only enjoy flashes in pans and can’t appreciate something worth appreciating without it being hidden behind “gotcha!” or some new impressive gimmick.

So if NCT Dream releases a song and video with an older style, that fact itself doesn’t make it automatically bad. If someone spoils a plot for someone else, that doesn’t make it not worth watching. Things from the past are OK – good, even. Worthwhile things are worth experiencing more than once.

And no, to whoever tweeted it, I don’t believe NCT 127 performing “Punch” at their Beyond LIVE  concert, a couple of days before their album came out, ruined the hype for that album.

Tell Me How To Love

A quick plug for DIVE Studios: if you’re a k-pop fan you may already know, and if you don’t you’ll recognize, many of the people involved in this, including Eric Nam, DAY6’s Jae, Jamie (formerly of JYP’s 15&), Epik High’s Tablo. They offer podcasts on various topics, from k-pop, k-dramas, advice, guest interviews, and more! I’ve only listened to Jae’s podcast and snippets of Tablo on YouTube but I’ve thoroughly enjoyed what I heard – check them out! Also enjoy this DAY6 song because it just kind of fits the post.

Although I should spend more time in silence, I tend to like distracting myself with music while I do chores. In the past few months I decided to try podcasts as well, and though that hasn’t regularly stuck, I do put them on once in a blue moon. They’re especially nice to listen to while vacuuming – I can hear over the noise with my bluetooth headphones.

Which is exactly what I did while listening to Episode 8 of Dive Studio’s and Jae of DAY6’s podcast “How Did I Get Here?” on love languages.

Once my therapist helped me work out that I didn’t feel loved in my life, I figured it might be good to figure out my love language(s). So I grabbed The 5 Love Languages for Singles audiobook from the library. The love languages construct makes a lot of sense – not if you use it as a way to put people in boxes, but if you use it as a tool to better understand and love yourself and other people.

Jae highlighted this when reading an online article: love language pioneer Gary Chapman found, to his chagrin, that people were using his structure to focus solely on meeting their own needs and desires. He meant for love languages to be used as a way to modify our own behavior, not someone else’s. Yet people seemed to assume that discovering their love language meant they should demand to only be loved that way or only love that way, rather than seeing it as a way to learn how to love other people.

That got me thinking. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to know your love language to better understand yourself, and even sometimes to ask someone to love you the way you best appreciate. We all deserve to know that we’re loved in those ways – and especially if we’re not used to getting it, we should make sure to ask for it sometimes.

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Photo by Agung Pandit Wiguna from Pexels

But if that’s all you use it for – you’re doing it wrong. Because love isn’t all about you. So, say for instance, one of your primary love languages is receiving/giving gifts, but your spouse’s or mom’s or brother’s is quality time. It’s just as hard for your loved one to think in your love language as it is for you to think in theirs. Life is hard and love is hard, but we love anyway and we put others first.

So what do we do? How do we overcome the difficulty of loving someone as they want to be loved? As I see it, it’s about intentionality and perspective.

You must intend to build a habit, especially for something that doesn’t come naturally to you. If you want to start stretching every day but you don’t set an alarm for 15 minutes earlier – you don’t seek stretches to practice – don’t buy a mat – it’s not gonna happen. You have to choose, every time, even if it’s hard or awkward, to do it. In this case, you should try to notice and then actively go out of your way to show a person love in the ways they like.

Ok, but how do you help yourself choose that? You’re in the rut of unconsciously thinking in your love language all the time, and unconscious mindsets are the hardest to break. Not impossible, but you have to know you have them first! And then intend to notice and change them.

That leads to my second point, perspective. Work on switching your mindset from “How do I want to be shown love?” to “How does this person show love?” and from “How do I want to show this person I love them?” to “How does this person want to be loved?” Love involves self-sacrifice. Realistically, to love someone, at appropriate times and in appropriate ways you subordinate your wants (and on occasion needs) to those of the other person.

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Photo by ELEVATE from Pexels

If it seems impossible at first, try this (or don’t; and if you do and it doesn’t work, throw it out, because I’m no expert). Try reframing their love language in your own. This may be harder to do for some of the languages, but it could help you ease into loving that person in their preferred way. For instance, in the previous example of gifts vs. quality time: think of spending quality time with someone as giving them a gift. If you know they really value it and it means a lot to them, take the initiative to carve out that time yourself and invite them to spend it together.

That doesn’t mean you should never express love in ways most natural to you, or that you shouldn’t ever look to be loved in those ways. Just find the balance between your needs and your loved ones’ needs. There will be times when even the people you love can’t or won’t show you love the way best experience it.  And you’ll have to accept that, because the only behavior and mindset you can control is your own. Because ultimately, love is not about you.

Organic

I’ve noticed that writing fiction seems to happen, more often than not, organically. There may be a basic structure to how any one writer approaches a story, and what any given author favors – some prefer working on character, others plot, others setting, other world-buliding, etc. A story’s mechanics don’t just appear out of thin air, and writer’s block is quite real. And honestly, Brandon Sanderson must have a method for creating worlds and churning out such long works in short periods of time (I bet he has a YouTube video on it).

Ultimately, though, brainstorming feels more like discovery than creation. Once you’ve thought up your basics – say, you want to write a grumpy but kind space-pirate captain – an invisible framework has already been laid, and you just have to find it. The “Aha!” moments of inspiration are when the veil suddenly lifts and you see it, and it makes perfect sense. Then you just have to figure out how to put it into words.

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Even in my own experience writing original stories, or even fanfiction, I’ve experienced this. SuperM’s teaser trailers, in addition to the public performance images each member projects, helped as a jumping off point for each character. But the rest was up to me to find out. So I did! Taemin and Baekhyun became supernatural beings; Lucas and Taeyong denizens of a world 3000 years in the future. I don’t want to reveal much, but suffice to say I came up with their back stories. Now I’m stuck on where exactly the story will go and how it will get there.

But brainstorming with N helped. When I asked her to help me world build (which is not my strong-suit) she asked questions that helped me realize what could or couldn’t happen in the story. The more she asked about characters relationships and made suggestions, the more I saw how these characters would and wouldn’t interact, and how I’d need to build the world. I do choose what happens and doesn’t happen in the story, but it’s more by instinct than strict preference – I, too, am limited by the characters, setting, and world that I initially choose.

There’s plenty of hard work involved in writing – I’m not saying there isn’t. But there’s a certain truth to the historic idea that artists are divinely inspired. C (an admittedly better fiction writer than I) has often said her stories seem to be there, she’s just sort of given the ability to see them and the urge to write them down. That is what it feels like – and to be honest those moments of connection – of everything falling in to place – are my favorite.

 

 

Life in the Big City

One thing I’ve noticed about living in a bigger city is that people are less personable. Most everyone is friendly – I live in the South and that stereotype holds. But for certain activities – specifically, going to the doctor – there’s very much a sense of getting one through as quickly as possible.

I’ve been to see three separate medical professionals in the past few months, so I’ve had a reasonable number of experiences to make a determination. To be fair, it’s been around the holidays and the beginning of the year so I’m sure everyone’s a bit rushed and scattered. (My dental appointment got rescheduled – the day before it was scheduled for.)

Again, no one has been unkind. But my dermatologist talked a mile a minute, so I ended up seeing her for maybe five minutes, while I ultimately waited 45 to see her. My optometrist was definitely not there for the small talk (although admittedly I was late to that appointment). And for the dentist – who you only ever see for maybe two minutes together for a good appointment (longer means teeth problems) – I waited 30 minutes past my appointment time because they were backed up. The tech who cleaned my teeth and explained to me the details of what she was doing, along with the fact that I had gingivitis (unsurprising, as I don’t floss and hadn’t seen the dentist in a year and a half), was the most talkative. She asked me things like why I’d moved to the area, etc.

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This is apparently in China – I definitely do not live here. Photo by Peng LIU from Pexels.

I miss the personable leisure of the Midwest. Sure, people hurried there, but almost every doctor I saw, save my allergist, genuinely took time with me. The doctors were people who chatted with you and seemed genuinely concerned, not like a jaded worker just hustling for a paycheck. The medical profession has become an industry with standard 15-minute appointments that aren’t nearly enough to truly get to know a patient. Doctors are human. And some appointments are just easier than others! I’m a doctor’s daughter. I get that on a fundamental level. No little girl wants daddy gone all the time no matter how many people he’s helping.

This tired sort of disinterest I’ve experienced seems to take both from this sad development in medicine and the fact that bustling urban sprawl feels very lively but very rushed. I live in the sprawl, and don’t technically work in the city, but work in the very outer verges of it. The building I work in is nestled in the first of three sets of down-town type areas (the third is the actual downtown of this city). When it comes to convenience and opportunity, I appreciate the liveliness and bustle – there’s lots to do and lots of places to go and many conveniently located restaurants if I forget my lunch. It just usually also takes about 30 minutes minimum to get anywhere because of traffic.

I honestly don’t mean to complain, though. Life is exciting. I’m living somewhere other than my parents’ house, and come June it will be two years. Time goes by faster than I thought. But I’m establishing a life for myself, getting therapy, and it really feels like there are so many possibilities. Whether I’m brave enough to chase after them is a different story. But I think I’m learning to. So I’ll put up with a little city brusqueness.

Actually

I’ve learned a new pet peeve of mine. New, I say, because I’ve only recently noticed (and perhaps only recently developed it). When people say they “actually really like” something, it grates on me. Not when they’ve expressed previous dislike based on experience (“Usually I don’t like coconut because of the texture, but I really like this coconut cake” or similar statements), but when they say it about something they’ve never encountered before.

It’s not 100% wrong – we all often start out skeptical of the unknown, after all, and I myself use the word actually this way as well. But sometimes this usage comes from a place of unconscious superiority, or implies such superiority. The context I’ve noticed it in lately is first-time k-pop reactions.

People go in saying things like, “I’ve never heard any k-pop before at all, never encountered it” and after watching and listening say, “Hey, I actually really liked this” or “This was actually really good.”

Now, let’s look at the definitions of actually, courtesy of the OED’s online dictionary, specifically the second:

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When we use actually for emphasis about an action or circumstance, it’s to express surprise that something exists contrary to our expectations. Saying “I actually liked it” or “It was actually good” implies a past skepticism, at least uncertainty, as to whether one will like a thing, or whether it is actually good.

Without knowing, humans often have expectations. So even when people say they didn’t know what they were expecting, with k-pop or otherwise, their words and reactions belie this. And we all do it (as I’ve said before, myself included). This isn’t even inherently a bad reaction – there are times when we need skepticism specifically.

But I regard such an attitude with distaste in certain situations due to what it implies about Americans specifically in regards to k-pop or any other foreign media or ideas. Because something is from another country, or a country you don’t know, you don’t expect to like it? You think it will be bad without having even seen it? Sounds like hubris.

Other countries also suffer from this attitude (perhaps, none more than the countries’ whose cultures I particularly like – East Asia isn’t historically known for foreign inclusiveness), and perhaps (a very slight perhaps) Americans might be more easily cured of it due to our melting-pot-like immigration history…but I won’t hold my breath.

Instead, I’ll try not to do it to others myself. Fail, of course, and keep trying.

Rewatching Old Favorites

I thought I had learned when I graduated college that I would continuously be learning and growing and changing and that humans can’t reach a plateau even if we tried. Guess I hadn’t. (I don’t mean we can’t plateau in action or mediocrity, so perhaps that’s incorrect to say but – we can choose not to be aware of change but it happens nonetheless.)

I’m finding this further as I rewatch Doctor Who. Ever since it left Netflix I sort of…forgot about it and just how much I enjoyed it. I’ve skipped over a few episodes I wasn’t in the mood for and am now at the end of Season 4. There was so much I had forgotten, and now my perspective has changed on a few things.

And stayed the same on others.

I still don’t like the end of Season 4 – Rose getting a Tenth Doctor stand in (he deserves to be loved on his own merits thank you!). But I do still love Rose and Ten together. But Rose isn’t my favorite companion anymore. That honor goes to Donna, probably due to the change in my state in life. And I appreciate Martha and River Song infinitely more than I did (though so far I still prefer Moffat’s one-off episodes to his arcs….we’ll see if that changes).

An idea that really surprised me (and should’n’tve) was that it’s not so much the Daleks physical indestructiblity that makes them terrifying – it’s their inhumanity and their persistence. This tends to be a major theme surrounding them, but for some reason it just solidified in my brain. Of all aliens the Daleks are alien – they can’t be appealed to or reasoned with, having been created with no emotions and one mindset.

Those are the villains that horrify me most, anyway. Like I’ve said before that’s why zombies horrify me more than vampires. I think my personality just rebels at the thought.

Anyway, them’s the Doctor Who thoughts so far.

Brief Book Review: Unwind by Neal Shusterman

As a teen, especially in high school, I spent a lot of time at the local library. I volunteered there as part of the Teen Advisory Group. Teens these days have it good – whole rooms dedicated to them and not just a few stacks!

In my time among the teen stacks I discovered author Neal Shusterman. I haven’t read much of his work, but I’ve enjoyed what I have read. So I decided to re-read the first of series of his that I’d never finished – the Unwind dystology, as it’s called. It’s a not-so-distant possible future wherein a second Civil War (called the Heartland War) is fought over abortion. Though compellingly written and very interesting, something about the whole concept feels….disingenuous. Or rather than disingenuous, sort of off-target.

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I could, potentially, see the country coming to blows about abortion – except I think the future of civil wars, at least in the U.S., will be less all-out physical fighting and more psychological warfare and pockets of resistance. Also, the way it plays out in this world doesn’t seem to make much sense: the American military manages to stop the fighting between the pro-life and pro-choice armies by suggesting legislation called the Bill of Life. This states that a pregnancy can be “retroactively terminated” up to age eighteen through a process called unwinding, provided the person is not actually killed. What is unwinding? Harvesting for parts. Except done in a “painless” way while the victim is still conscious (and therefore technically not “dying”).

Horrifying. Especially as Shusterman actually describes an unwinding from a victim’s point of view. Literally sickening. This book is not for the faint of heart nor the younger set. Truly, I shiver as I write this.

Supposedly, the military suggested this as a ridiculous solution to show the country how ridiculous fighting about it was – but instead both forces accepted the compromise. I still think that’s a compromise so ridiculous it would’ve been shot down, especially as abortion is specifically killing a child in the womb and killing outside the womb is still killing! especially if intentionally! – but then again, decades ago I’m sure the majority would’ve said the same about abortion.

The worst part of the compromise is that parents and guardians can have their children unwound for any reason. Even religions have absorbed the idea so that certain children are raised specifically as tithes – to be unwound and sacrificed for God. However, most people sign the non-rescindable unwind order because they have “problem” children – children who are depressed or have anger issues or are kleptomaniacs or are just struggling.

I appreciate what Shusterman tries to do – he presents various pro-life and pro-choice views, sometimes even mixed in one person, and makes them all sympathetic as people. And perhaps, as a vehicle for understanding each other’s viewpoints, the book could do good.

But he only makes one firm point towards the middle, in what could be seen as a throwaway conversation: one character, discussing when life and consciousness begins, says he doesn’t know, and that if more people were willing to admit that the world would probably be in a different situation. The implication seems to be that we should “stop fighting and talk it out and stop pretending we know what we should do,” as if the morality of the situation is so nuanced that it nuanced itself right out of existence.

I’m not saying there are no nuances to abortion and how society treats pregnant women in tough situations, especially for those who claim to be pro-life but treat pregnant women abominably through either misdirected compassion or anger and hatred.

But rather than saying people should admit they don’t know when life begins and start talking there, he should be encouraging us to get to the root of our disagreement. We should ask each other and truly listen to why we believe what we believe. Because as someone who is pro-life myself, I know – or to use more neutral terms, believe that I know, when life begins, just as much as someone who is pro-abortion perhaps believes that they don’t know (as far as I know, opinions are mixed but include that life begins at conception but that the child’s life is subordinate to the mother’s; as well as considering ending up on this side of the birth canal to be the beginning of life and humanity).

What people don’t understand is that, similarly now to the fundamental differences in Eastern and Western thought, Western society no longer has a common moral mindset or approach. Words used to describe moral concepts and phenomena no longer have the same meaning from person to person. So rather than saying, “Yeah, we all don’t actually know, we’re just pretending we do,” which while true for some is not true for all (humans are not always so wishy-washy for all that, we have beliefs whether we know them or not), we should say, “Let’s listen and probe to discover which mindset each of us is coming from.” Define our terms. Ask, “How do you define life? Why do you define it that way?”

Such an approach won’t cause a sudden agreement on abortion either way, but it will help us to understand each other and how to approach each other. And I say this in the spirit of desiring the truth – I believe that over and above what we want to believe truth is most important, so discussions and debates ought to be directed toward that purpose, and not for the sake of human pride or victory (though I am as guilty of desiring those as much as, if not more, than others).

But here, even, some will disagree because they don’t believe in objective truth, so our mindsets already diverge – and if they diverge on something so fundamental, you can see how differently our definitions must be, and therefore how wildly different our conclusions.

Lastly, Unwind seems to want to impress the seriousness of the issue on the reader; but in my view, by introducing unwinding, has created an issue that threatens to distract from its main theme. The two evils – abortion and unwinding – stem from essentially the same problem: human selfishness. But unwinding leaves room to object, “But these are already living people, of course we shouldn’t kill them, conscious or not; it’s pro-lifers fault for insisting we can’t abort pregnancies that we got into this mess,” to which anyone truly pro-life would say “we shouldn’t be killing them in either case!” It’s predicated on a whole separate conception of consciousness (assuming the possibility of one’s consciousness continuing to exist once one’s whole body – brain included – is torn apart) that doesn’t seem to bear much relationship to the topic of abortion.

(Even from this we can derive questions semi-relevant: does life equate to consciousness? How do you define consciousness? Simply, the question regarding abortion here would be does life require consciousness; whereas unwinding poses a question as to the possibility of consciousness in a state where consciousness, as far as we know, is usually terminated. Different questions.)

This is too great a subject to treat of in so few words, but I wanted to talk about it in the context of Unwind specifically, since this is a book review. And being quite the coward, but also conscious of the usual futility of internet debates, and this being my personal blog, I refrained from more strongly and confidently stating my views on the subject.