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Dec. 1st, 2012 07:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
What are some things you like but tend not to admit liking out of fear you'll be castigated?
Usually when I ask this kind of question I go first as a gesture of hospitality. But here my naked motive is that I want to castigate someone. Will it be you or must a stranger suffer?
Relatedly, how fucking great a word is "castigate"? It's a shame it means castigate. Rather than casting a gate across a fence, which is maximum punk rock. Because we think of casting as an offhand gesture. To toss aside a gate requires great strength. As well as disdain for bystanders. Perhaps it is this that attracts me about the word and makes me want to castigate you.
I wrote this after finding out people tend to hate Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny. I refuse to say whether I agree with them.
Anyone who reads this and does not respond runs a risk they can probably guess.
Usually when I ask this kind of question I go first as a gesture of hospitality. But here my naked motive is that I want to castigate someone. Will it be you or must a stranger suffer?
Relatedly, how fucking great a word is "castigate"? It's a shame it means castigate. Rather than casting a gate across a fence, which is maximum punk rock. Because we think of casting as an offhand gesture. To toss aside a gate requires great strength. As well as disdain for bystanders. Perhaps it is this that attracts me about the word and makes me want to castigate you.
I wrote this after finding out people tend to hate Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny. I refuse to say whether I agree with them.
Anyone who reads this and does not respond runs a risk they can probably guess.
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Date: 2012-12-02 08:32 am (UTC)I mean.
Fine.
But listen.
You had to at least suspect Snoopy was going to make it home.
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Date: 2012-12-01 01:41 pm (UTC)ETA, actually I admit my horrific taste in music freely to watch people cringe and writhe.
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Date: 2012-12-02 08:40 am (UTC)Though I can never hear his name without remembering an old Dana Carvey bit where he acts out the moment when Sting assumed his name. Giving him the voice and mannerisms of a Broadway English young male lead (e.g Oliver Twist from Oliver!): "Hey everybody! I'm Sting now!"
How bad can this taste be?
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Date: 2012-12-02 09:24 pm (UTC)Enigma's Return to Innocence stirs me way deeper than my T cells should let it.
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Date: 2012-12-03 02:12 am (UTC)Dear god! When I was 17 years old, I translated "Fields of Gold" into French, because I felt that was the only way to express how beautiful I thought it was. "Fields of Gold" still tends to make me a little verklempt. I still actually like listening to most of my old Sting cassette tapes, really.
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Date: 2012-12-03 02:32 am (UTC)Did you see the Ally McBeal Sting episode? Whose plot I can only bear to rehash here if you have not.
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Date: 2012-12-01 05:57 pm (UTC)I know! Kipling! I tend to stay quiet about that.
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Date: 2012-12-02 08:31 am (UTC)However, The Theologians > Dayspring Mishandled. So take that.
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Date: 2012-12-01 08:12 pm (UTC)For a while it was Yes. In the middle 90s, prog rock was the antithesis of all that was good and right.
I like McDonald's. I definitely don't admit to that much, given the upper-middle class liberal circles I often find myself in. I generally have appalling taste in food.
I love that Bad Lip Reading stuff. My ex used to complain it was like listening to Weird Al. But she's the one who listened to Sookie Stackhouse audio books! Lord have mercy.
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Date: 2012-12-02 08:28 am (UTC)Wendy's for me. Seems marginally more foodlike, something they based an ad campaign on. MacDonalds hash browns make me salivate when mentioned though.
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Date: 2012-12-01 08:31 pm (UTC)Liking anything that's coded girly or feminine or minor still comes with a lot of cultural baggage.
It's taken me a long time to admit I love the color shell-pink (to look at but, oddly, not to wear), emotional melodrama (in fiction but, explicably, not in life: Victorian sensation novels, contemporary mythpunk [well, some of it], the movie Labyrinth, Aurora Leigh, Dorothy Dunnett), and internet videos of slow lorises eating rice balls:
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Date: 2012-12-02 08:23 am (UTC)That loris is a favorite of ours. I think we both cried a little when we first saw the rice one.
What's a mythpunk? How can I castigate what I do not understand!
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Date: 2012-12-02 09:33 pm (UTC)I liked EBB's clearly self-awarely sexual train passage though.
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Date: 2012-12-02 01:07 pm (UTC)(in contrary circles, literature, though less and less of those circles as I get older and pick my company)
from video games ---> mc chris
oh, I know! sometimes, when I don't even realize it, I find myself quoting Jim Morrison's terrible poem American Dream. "The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying."
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Date: 2012-12-02 09:31 pm (UTC)When you try to describe the glories of Katamari to people they do tend to look at you like you're fucking raving. Even before you get to the King and the cousins.
I recently tried to calculate which songs have played in my head involuntarily the most across my lifetime. Beating out The Monster Mash was Luka. If strangers only knew how often I was thinking, "He only hits until you cry. And after that you don't ask why."
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Date: 2012-12-03 04:17 am (UTC)Other rappers are weak like window unit ACs
Once I had "Pump up the Jam" in my head for a week.
Ok, here's the most embarrassing of my video game habits. My lack of compulsion control makes my prey to a certain sort of MMO. (That's massively multiplayer online game for you.) Not Warcraft, I would never Warcraft (half my family plays warcraft), mostly because I don't believe in paying for anything on the internet. What i get sucked into are really terrible foreign MMOs that are free and are boring and poorly translated. Any excuse to gain meaningless levels for doing repetitive tasks. And yet, I have no desire to do repetitive things if it sn't multiplayer. there has to be at least the pretense of the social in it, even though I spend precisely zero time interacting with any other humans on it.
I've been so busy lately that when I got a free weekend I just locked myself in my room and played a game which amounted to pressing three buttons in sequence to pretend-kill thousands of easily-killed monsters. For like two days. and got to level 35.
I got to ride around on a fluffy alpaca.
It was just as stressful as my weekdays.
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Date: 2012-12-03 04:49 am (UTC)And it is addiction. We usually stick to karaoke or kids games, but we bought Fallout 3 last year because Julie remembered the 90s ones fondly. She soon lost interest but the targeting system did something to my brain stem and all I could dream or think about was having to shoot "super mutants" in the head for months. Still sometimes daydream about it despite hating it. Some kind of perfect mixture of threat adrenaline and reward pathway stimulation was hit upon. It was not good when brain science met the profit motive.
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Date: 2012-12-05 05:47 am (UTC)So, here it is: deconstruction.
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Date: 2012-12-05 07:08 am (UTC)But also I'm immediately curious what you feel deconstruction is. The taking apart of the apparently solid world until one senses the presences false solidity exiles or supplants? Especially given your recent post, and some things I'm having to write about, I'm wondering whether some of the decon v. antidecon tension is happening because one group blurs the apparent because it feels home must be elsewhere, the other fights the blurring because it feels it wrecks all homes.
I remember you once agreeing with me about it being a sort of chemotherapy. Were you just being agreeable or have you since become more sensitized to the cancerous?