Tuesday, December 8, 2015

AVATAR: THE LEFT-HANDED AIRBENDER...

     I wonder if the Air Nomads in the Avatar universe had a handedness to their airbending power?
source

     For instance, when I imagine generating a vortex of wind around me, it always develops in a counterclockwise motion. If I imagine shooting a blast of wind from my dominant hand, it also spins in a counterclockwise corkscrewing fashion (from my perspective...it would be clockwise from your viewpoint) and again, if I imagine shooting a blast of wind from my left hand, it is only a straight-up gust with no spin whatsoever.
     I asked Roommate about this, who is left-handed, and without leading on my part, he told me he imagined such vortices spinning clockwise when he thought of how they might spin.

     Makes me wonder if I might be on to something...

     In-Universe, the Air Nomads had all been killed prior to the start of the series and precious few glimpses are ever given to their way of life before the start of the Hundred Years War allowing for little exploration into the quirks of their culture.
     Still, might it possible that handedness determined the natural spin of one's vortices. It's not like it would be impossible to spin them the other way: it just wouldn't be your instinctual motion. After all, you can teach yourself to write and other tasks with your non-dominant hand. I can eat almost as comfortably left-handed as I do right-handed though with the latter I retain better control over the utensil.

     I wonder how clockwise benders might be viewed by counterclockwise benders? I choose clockwise as the minority because the emblem of the Air Nomads shows three swirls all moving in a counterclockwise rotation.
Emblem of the Air Nomads (source)

     Would their powers effectively cancel each other out when used against one and other (or at least lessen the severity of the attack or effectiveness of the defense)? Would they be embraced as an enhancing diversity or viewed with skepticism since they'd likely be a minority? Because they have the "opposite flow", would it affect the way they see the universe? Do they eat meat?
     If the latter, might they have been complicit in betraying the majority Air Nomads to the Fire Nation because they had wanted to rule only to have it backfire on them when Firelord Sozin chose to wipe all Air Nomads out?
     The non-canonical character Afiko was said to have hailed from the Southern Air Temple and betrayed his fellow Air Nomads. According to the card game where his character exists, he was said to have been envious of Aang, the new Avatar, and so revealed the secret location of the temple to the Fire Nation, allowing its soldiers to wipe out the monks who lived there. How did his vortices manifest?
Afiko: clockwise airbender?

     Stuff we'll never know...

Monday, November 30, 2015

HUMOR IS SUCH A SUBJECTIVE THING, DON'T YOU THINK, MOLLARI?

     Is there a name for the kind of humor where increasing the perspective progressively in steps keeps flipping the opinion of the observer back-and-forth from ire to empathy?

     I saw this post about a woman allegedly abusing her dog. You've likely seen the viral photo of the dog whose mouth has been muzzled with duct tape:

pictured: internet rage





    Now, because I'm me and am not in a hurry to rush to judgement, I found myself thinking strange things about the picture like, what if the rage the internet is showing with regard to this image was wrong...but also right...and then wrong again...and so forth?

    Like, what if everyone's mad because they see what appears to be an open-and-shut-case of animal abuse?

   But then you find out the reason the dog's mouth is muzzled shut is because the animal's jaw was broken and its owners couldn't afford the veterinarian's bill? Now you feel bad for misjudging. Maybe you even want to create a Kickstarter for the owner's vet bills.

   But then you find out the reason the dog's jaw is broken is because the owner kicked the dog in the face. Now you're angry again. How could she?! Arrest her!!!

   But then it's revealed the owner kicked the dog in the jaw, breaking it, in order to stop the dog from mauling the owner's small child. Now we feel bad again. She was only protecting her family and still wants to see the dog healed. Again, how we've misjudged...

   But it turns out the child was being mauled because it killed one of the dog's puppies. Now we're angry again. What kind of family teaches their kid to do these things?! Arrest her! Call the Child Protection Service!!!

   And I have to stop here because I can't think of anything absurd the puppy could have done to "deserve" being killed by the small child (which would, in turn, require another pullback of perspective to villainize that and so on and so forth)...

   But what is that kind of humor called? Surely it has a name...or at least a TVtrope associated with it.

    I wonder...

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

MOVIE RIDICULOUSNESS...

     I've been watching a few of the Friday the 13th movies on AMC this morning because, "Why not?" and aside from my usual complaints about cable television censorship, I'm continually amazed at how dumb these movies are.

     Right now, it's up to Part VIII "Jason Takes Manhattan". It starts off with two teens, Jim and Suzy, sexing it up on a houseboat. The guy throws an anchor in the water which ends up dragging an electrical cable into the resting place of the hibernating (?) revenant, Jason Voorhees, resurrecting him for another round of mayhem.

     But before he bags his first two kills, Jim mentions that he doesn't like being so close to the campground where all those murders took place to which Suzy replies, "What murders?"

     I'm already taken out of the film. What do you mean, what murders? Like 70 people have died there in the first seven parts? And it's not like those murders happened over a hundred years ago and had fallen into local legend. No, they took place over the past ten years. There's no way you haven't heard of them.
     That's like when Han Solo from Star Wars says he'd never heard of the Jedi when they were keepers of the peace in the galaxy for over a thousand generations. They had only been made virtually extinct by the Galactic Empire and Darth Vader about thirty years ago but that wouldn't wipe out people's memories of them, even if it were just their name. Hitler's only been dead for seventy years and people have still heard of him.
     My point being that it's ridiculous for this girl to have never heard of the murder sprees that have taken place on Crystal Lake's campgrounds.

     The next thing that caught my attention was the cruise ship everyone was on to Manhattan is called "The Lazarus", AFTER Jason had already been resurrected. That should've been the name of the houseboat those doomed teens were on in the beginning. Instead it looks like it was called Lady Drifter.

     Movie, you're doing in-your-face symbolism wrong...

     I'm sure more awaits as this film goes on, but I'll post now instead of adding to this live...

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

THIS IS HALLOWEEN...

     See, I think what ultimately ruined Halloween as a festival of scary was business. It's hard to find genuinely terrifying things or provocations of unease or sources of existential dread throughout the month of October except in very niche environments. People like to say Halloween is "scary" but it's really not. There's talk of monsters like old-school vampires, werewolves, witches, and mummies and more modernly favored zombies, vengeance-fueled spirits, weapon-of-choice spree killers, and vampires but you get sanitized versions of them instead.

     I understand why. It's kinda hard to sell candy, costumes, and television specials to children while also giving them a real sense of mortal terror, challenging their faith in happy endings, and by enhancing our already natural fear of spiders, snakes, and the unknown. Brands can't really turn their mascots into genuinely frightening things. They have to make attractive the darkened Halloween palettes and present a kind of "fun" scary instead.

    I'm not sure in any real sense why Halloween needs to be scary but I suppose it's the age-old that's what we've been told kind of tradition. I just know that such celebrations are impossible in an atmosphere convincing consumers to buy shit.
    We get anthropological M&Ms as a cutesy vampire (watch out! fangs!), Frankenstein's monster (aah! bolts!), and a fashionable witch (help! she's wearing glasses!); Snap, Crackle, and Pop illuminated as if to tell a fun-scary story over a cauldron of Rice Krispies treats; coloring books of smiling friendly witches whose spells provoke delight rather than dread and dancing skeletons to entertain rather than warn of imminent danger; "scary" movies where the kids are always successful at pushing back the evil as though nothing had happened; it goes on...

    It's hard to deliver genuine scares, especially as one gets more sophisticated but I also don't think it unwise to use the holiday for public service. Movies which show how easily one can become enchanted by and to do service in the name of evil (think the masterminds behind the Hitler Youth), how peer pressure can override an overarching sense of what's right, how fear can make one complicit in wrongdoing, and so forth.


   I don't know what the solution is besides just sucking it up and not giving a shit about such trivialities. I think I look at the word "scary" in Halloween season much like the word "beautiful" in today's social media and how it's not only overused, but misused. Surrendering to the ever-changing tides of meaning is necessary lest one desire himself a linguistic Canute...

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

MISERY STREET...

     Sometimes I wonder if the reason I'm unhappy with working is not because I have to have a job in order to survive but that I'm largely constrained into having the same job in order to survive...

     I find that I get bored easily with both people and things. It is rare that I find a person or subject constantly interesting. I don't see why a job would be any different. Some people need constant novelty in their life experiences and I need constant novelty in my mental ones.

     The trouble is, while working multiple jobs is indeed possible, it would monumentally unwise to do so without a significant cash cushion as different jobs pay differently, if at all...and assuming you can even find one in a timely manner to begin with.

     I find I'm happiest when I am free to pursue my interests at will and without outside constraint on the speed and manner in which I tackle it. Life largely does not afford such opportunities to me, if it does at all. I'm so introverted that going to work counts as going out/socializing so my time off each day and on weekends is largely spent indoors not talking to anybody in order to simply recharge.
     And it's never quite enough. I only just start feeling recharged on the day I have to go back to work. I haven't quite gotten there yet but I suppose it's the mental equivalent of using duct tape to mend a broken pipe: serviceable, but hardly a true fix.
     It is only when I'm on vacation for an entire week that I actually have a few days (three, to be precise) where I'm fully recharged and more like myself again. I've been working so long at my place of employment that I have maxed out on my vacations. I get four weeks which means I get a total of twelve days a year where I feel like myself again. That's all I get. As you can imagine, I guard those days jealously.

     I remember when I first started doing my job that it was actually enjoyable. So long as I still had new things to learn and new routines to figure out, I didn't mind going. It also didn't feel like work. My time off was all I needed to recharge so I still got to feel like myself two days a week. As I maxed out in my experience though, it fell to only one day then only the aforementioned vacation days. My job ceased to challenge me but there was nowhere else I could go which would pay me enough to survive on, let alone live on.
    I was stuck. I've been stuck.

    It made me wonder though, if money wasn't an issue, would I be happier at work? I would be free to quit my job when either I've maxed out what it could teach me or if I were made to feel worthless as a human being...another thing I have to swallow, my need for dignity, because I am still in need of a reliable source of income to survive.

    But I think about that. What if I were free to satisfy my mind's desire for mental novelty? I could work anywhere that would take me for whatever they wished to pay me, if at all as I could just as easily do volunteer work at soup kitchens or animal shelters. Might I encounter new, constantly fascinating subjects that I could explore in great depth? Might I meet new, constantly interesting people to interact with...even love?

    I just hate knowing that I'll never know the answers to those questions...and that I only get four groups of three days to be myself a year. I just finished up my last three days for the year. I don't get to be myself again for another 4½ months. The time in-between vacations feels so long already...not that this weekend has done me any good.
    Four hours to go before I have to get ready to keep doing it all over again.

    No way out...

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

WANTING RESPECT MEANS YOU'VE GOT NOTHING WORTH HAVING...

     Last Monday, the superintendent came to the door to tell me he had switched my parking space again because he knows I don't have a car and someone else wanted my previous spot because it was closer to their apartment. Fine, whatever. However...

     He also told me that this new spot was still being used by someone else who didn't even rent here because we still have vacant apartments and the super told him he could use the space in the meantime (or some bullshit like that). This is what I get for being honest...

     When I moved here, the lease states we each get an assigned parking space. I filled out the parking space form and indicated (truthfully) that I did not have a car. What I saw my parking space as was both a place I could use to set up my telescope if I wanted to do some late-night observing and as a place I could offer to family and friends (and God-willing, girlfriends). In fact, it seemed to be the only kinda-sorta perk I could offer a girl willing to look past my inability to drive while she dates me: hey, I've got a place for you to park...

     I should've just lied when signing my initial lease and claimed my Best Friend's car to be my own for my space. No one would have checked up on it to verify that I had a license or registration for the vehicle...maybe I would have saved myself these frustrations and disrespect...

     This is also what I get for being nice. It's always a punishment. Sure, I could make a point and have the guy who's (still) parking there towed. But what will that accomplish? The truth is, I rarely do need the spot and there are common areas I can use to set up my telescope if I really insist on using it. Towing anyone who parks there would only make me out as a bad guy regardless of how (technically) in the right I would be to do so.
     It makes me think of when poor folks kill one and other over respect. Respect is pretty much the least valuable thing a person can have. If you've reached a point in your life when you find yourself desiring respect from people, it's a sure sign that you've got nothing else going for you. A person who's got a nice job, a spouse who loves them, children to take care of, a decent house, savings, and so on...that person could give less than a shit about getting respect or even having it because they already have so much more worth having.

     And here I am, entertaining tow fantasies; seething over my honesty getting me abused once again. Have I really reached a point in my life where I have so little?

Thursday, September 3, 2015

TEMPORAL PAULI EXCLUSION PRINCIPLE...

     I wonder if the reason we've seen no evidence of time travel is because a variation on the Pauli Exclusion Principle would forbid it?

     The principle states, to the best of my understanding of it, that two identical fermions (things like electrons and quarks) cannot occupy the same quantum state. In other words, you can't have two electrons occupying the same point in space.

     It makes me wonder (with no ability to prove it of course...what do I look like, a mathematical genius?) if the same concept applies temporally. In other words, the same particle from different times (effectively two particles now, but still otherwise identical, from this point of view) not being able to occupy identical moments.
     From a 4th dimensional (time) point of view, the particles you're comprised of would look not like points, but lines stretching from their creation to their annihilation. I'm thinking time-travel would force those lines to intersect, effectively overlapping moments. If two of the same kind of particles in the same moment cannot occupy the same volume, then perhaps two identical particles from different times cannot occupy the same moment.

     I'm repeating myself. I know. I'm just struggling with a way to describe what I'm thinking so that it's consistent.

     Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. All energy (of which matter is) has been with us since the beginning of time and will continue until its end (should that ever come) so just because you have not always existed does not mean the electrons and quarks (represented as protons and neutrons) have not always existed. And they will continue to exist long after you no longer have a need for them.
     You can't go back (or forward) because it would require your fermions to occupy the same moment and that's just not allowed...

    Maybe that's why. I don't know. I was bored at work...

Sunday, August 23, 2015

CELLULAR MARGINALIZATION...

     I've finally pinpointed the time when I first felt decoupled from the world as though no longer a part of it: cellphones. I think cellphones represent a sea change in our culture not so much because of what they are, but what they have enabled. They started proliferating in 1999 and by the advent of smartphones capable of accessing the internet, the change was too far along for me to feel like I could ever be a part of the world again.

     I feel marginalized by them. It's in my nature (or at least I'm well disciplined) to be patient and to delay gratification. I can't imagine answering an unexpected cellphone call nor can I imagine myself responding to a text in public and especially if I'm around friends and/or gathered with family. I thought such behavior was considered rude. Now, it's whatever and I'm the weirdo for sticking to that and now I'm the asshole if I get mad when I'm interrupted because someone couldn't wait to respond to a text.

     When I make plans or agree to the plans of another, I stick to them and budget my time accordingly in order to show up on time and at the agreed-upon place. But if I get mad when plans are changed last minute or when people text to say they're going to be late, again...I'm the asshole. I don't understand when the world became so fly by the seat of one's pants. I don't understand how or why planning has come to be seen as obsolete; how it is in any way more virtuous to alter plans via constant updates, punishing those who would keep them. But now it's considered a punishment to hold others to plans. I don't get it...God forbid we do what we said we were going to do.

     Smartphones have added another element to my feelings of obsolescence. Now the idea of waiting until later to do something has been almost completely taken off the table and for some reason this is celebrated.

     And I say all this as a coward. One would think I would welcome texting over conversation; that I would welcome distractions to avoid interacting with groups of people; that I would welcome popping in earbuds to block out the public world around me...but I don't.
     I don't actually carry my cellphone with me when I leave my apartment (unless I'm going someplace I've never been before since payphones are no longer a thing). Why should I? Growing up, the telephone hung on a wall. Later they became somewhat portable but they were still tied to the home. I've spent more than half my life being comfortable being out of contact and perhaps more so, EXPECTING to be out of contact when I've left my home to run an errand. When people learn of this, they act as if I am mad. And it's not the kids who act that, but the adults. Those same adults who, like me, did not have cellphones growing up.
     I don't listen to music when I'm walking. Not having a car, I'm a professional pedestrian - if such a thing may be said. I know the value of being aware of environmental sounds for my own safety but even outside that. If I'm walking in a park or sightseeing, I don't want to be shut out from it. I don't see the point of going outside to listen to music. It's like people today are afraid of silence and I don't know where that fear came from. In some ways I can understand women doing so...men are proven assholes so providing a visual cue of "Don't talk to me" may have actually proven liberating for women. I wouldn't be surprised if their mp3 players aren't actually on: that it's all an act because men just don't know how to keep to themselves in public.
     I don't like texting. And again, this comes from a coward who avoids talking to people at practically all costs. However, despite that, I feel if I do want to talk to someone that...I should talk to that someone; that even if it's all subconsciously processed, body language and tone of voice is important when getting to know someone. I don't want to hide or avoid that obligation when it comes about.
     I don't mind being bored. I feel no terror when bored yet I swear people do or that they feel boredom is bad for you somehow. I feel no need to fill every waking moment with an activity nor do I feel compelled to respond to texts and phone calls immediately. I'm not a doctor, EMT, police officer, volunteer fireman, etc. whose services may be required at a moment's notice. Whatever it is, it can wait. Good news can wait. Bad news can wait too. And bullshit...bullshit can DEFINITELY wait until later. And if it's really bad news, well...bad news has a way of finding you. Because of that, I feel no need to even look at my phone when out and about.

     When I go out, I'm going out. When I go out with friends, I'm going out to see those friends. When I'm seeing family, I'm there to see my family. I don't think it's wrong to be busy. Likewise, I don't think it's wrong to expect other people to be busy when they're out with their friends too. Phones used to have busy signals. I miss those. Now that I think about it, the introduction of call waiting was a harbinger of things to come. I would never answer call waiting. Why? Because I'm talking to you now. I don't see how it's good psychologically to tell your friend that you have other things you'd rather be doing than talking to them...
     How ironic that putting my friends first while I'm with them in person and believing that others should do the same would make me the impolite one. Sorry that I don't feel it an appropriate time to look at who's texted me...

     But that's not how the world works anymore. I can lament it. I can wish it weren't so or that it would go back to the way it was...but that won't happen. Regardless of whether my positions are better or saner is irrelevant because they're obsolete. I'm obsolete. I don't foresee me ever fitting in with this brave new world of what I perceive to be rudeness, impulsiveness, and impatience. I just fade. For all the good cellphones can and do do, the shitty behaviors they've liberated from their users are alien to me. It's not something I can ever in good faith join.
     I'm not saying I don't ever feel the temptation nor do I wish to imply that I myself have never engaged in such behaviors. Besides, one doesn't need a cellphone to be rude and I've been rude in my day. I wasted many weekends playing videogames, listening to music, and watching TV shows nonstop (sometimes just to watch something...anything. I wasn't even all that into a lot of shows I watched as a kid) when maybe my Mom or Dad would have rather me spent some time with them. Looking back on it, I'm not proud. I could've been...should've been...a better son. The point is, I'm certainly not innocent. Maybe it's just all too new so a culture and its associated rules haven't been established yet. Maybe in the coming decades, I'll feel a part of this world again as people temper their behavior in light of what these machines are capable of doing to us. But I don't know, the drug of now is most addicting.

     Even television's not the same. VCRs in a way started it, but their capacity was limited so the idea of binge-watching an entire season wasn't exactly a thing. VCRs allowed a person who would otherwise be left out join in the conversation. Television used to be a cultural thing. Sure, there were repeats in the Summer but otherwise you had to watch the show when it aired or risk being left out. There were no high-capacity DVRs or on-demand online video feeds.
     It's more minor than the points above but it's still a thing now that you can't expect the people you're talking to to have seen a show's episode the day it aired...or even at all. Cable's proliferation has fragmented audiences to a considerable degree. It's not all bad but at times I think there are too many channels...too many options. The old cable boxes used to only have 36 channels and the first 12 were broadcast and local access leaving you with 24 cable channels and HBO.
     It's all so alienating...

     My world is gone...or at least, the world I understood is. It's ironic that I should feel so disconnected when the people of this world have never been more connected to each other.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

THE SECRET TO PERFECT POPCORN (who knew there actually was one?)

     Years ago I gave up microwave popcorn, not because of some bullshit health concern but because companies like Orville Redenbacher, Pop Secret, and Act II shrank the size of their packages. Microwaves have preset popcorn settings designed for 3½ oz. bags. Yes, I could take the time to figure out the time difference but I'm lazy and absolutely HATE when companies shrink product sizes to raise prices rather than hold the size and be honest that inflation is an insidious thing eating away at the value of everyone's dollar like the tax on the poor it is.

Don't think I forgot about you, supposed-to-be-half-gallon-sized ice-cream
You used to be 1 lb. bags when I was young before becoming 14.8 oz., 12.6 oz., and now 11.4 oz.
 Bastards...
      So I went back to making popcorn in a pot over the stove. The thing is, no matter what I did, the kernels always came out chewy. They could never match the awesomeness of microwave popcorn. Just what does that electromagnetic radiation do to those kernels that makes them come out so fluffy and crunchy anyway*?

     It made eating popcorn a decidedly less satisfactory experience. I tried looking online for solutions. Nothing worked. Whether I kept the lid closed or slightly ajar...chewy. Whether I heated the pot first and then added the kernel or heated the pot and kernels simultaneously...chewy. The solution continued to elude me until one day I noticed the bag of popcorn seeds actually had cooking instructions on them. Here I thought making popcorn was about as simple as making cereal, who the heck would need instructions?

     Curious, I read them. Unlike the Orville Redenbacher seeds, the store-brand variety had an extra step and this step has proven to be the secret that apparently no one else online has figured out when it comes to making perfect stovetop popcorn.

     Roasting.

     Yep, that's right...roasting. The instructions were as follows:

  • STEP 1: Place a small amount of oil in the pot (a few tablespoons)
  • STEP 2: Add a half-cup of popcorn seeds and cover.
  • STEP 3: Over medium heat (not full blast!), heat the pot, shaking occasionally to distribute both the oil and seeds.
  • STEP 4: When the first kernels start popping, remove the pot from heat to a cool burner (i.e. one that hasn't been used) and let the pot sit for a minute. Do not remove the lid (though you can add butter at this step if you wish)
  • STEP 5: After a minute, return the pot (with the lid still on) to the original burner and continue heating over medium heat (again, not full blast)
  • STEP 6: When the kernels begin popping, shake the pot to stir up and redistribute the remaining kernels. Popcorn is done, like with microwave popcorn, when it goes 1-2 seconds without another pop.
  • STEP 7: Empty into a bag/bowl and enjoy.

     Step 4 was the secret. Who knew? Sure, it takes a little longer to make, but it comes out fantastically. Leaving the lid ajar (to let steam escape) is unnecessary. Nope, it's letting these kernels stew in hot oil for a bit.

     So if your stovetop popcorn's been lackluster, give it shot like I've outlined above. I'm going to make some right after I post!**

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* Now I wonder if microwave popcorn has been pre-roasted...

** Yes, I'm secretly hoping this post becomes popular...

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

WHY IS SUPERMAN IMMORTAL?


     I don't know why Superman doesn't age. I've seen comics in which he survives thousands, if not millions of years, into the future. For the sake of the story, I can accept the the light of our yellow sun bestows Superman with his immense powers but I don't see why he shouldn't still be subject to aging.
     On top of that, Superman seems like a dated character. He makes sense in the 1930s-1950s but I have a harder time seeing him remain relevant later on. His methods seem tailor-made for a time when people were looking for and needed big solutions. It was the Prohibition Era, the rise of organized crime, the Great Depression, World War II, the Cold War, etc. Around the world, it was the consequences of World War I and the rise of various fascist states. I have a difficult time imaging someone who's basically a living god dealing with problems like Civil Rights, Feminism, and Environmentalism.

     As for origin stories, Superman does have a convenient tie-in with actual world history.

     Superman was obviously not born of Earth despite looking every bit as much like a human. He was born on a planet named Krypton at a time when the world was doomed. Their sun, called Rao, was going to die spectacularly. As to why a mass evacuation was not planned or even attempted, I don't know. Personally I wouldn't want to venture into that question (even though the comics certainly have). I think it better to suggest a story rather than actually depict it in this case. As it has been said about art: to define is to kill. We don't need to know why Krypton and all its inhabitants were destroyed, just that it did and that Kal-El, the last son of Krypton, managed to escape that Holocaust and arrive to a good family on Earth.

     I figure, like the Thundercats, baby Kal-El was placed in a state of suspended animation for his long journey to Earth. How long the journey took should not be revealed. It could be anywhere from a few weeks to thousands of years. I figure Kryptonian technology must have been advanced but it's not important to know its details. I'm happy to go with the strange crystal ship we saw in the movies and its related crystal-based technology which we see working even though we don't know how it works.


     Something else I wonder...did the writers know of the gaseous element or, because everyone on the planet died, was it supposed to be a pun "Crypt + -on" and they changed the C to a K?

     As for when Superman arrives, however, that much can be said with certainty. In 1908 on June 30th over Siberia in near the Podkamennaya Tunguska River there was a massive explosion from an airburst made by a comet. While it left no crater it destroyed a large section of the forest in that area: over 750 square miles. It was only luck that this explosion did not occur over a very populated area. This seems to me as good a time as any to have Superman arrive on Earth.

Trees flattened by the Tunguska explosion. Imagine if we had better aircraft then so it could be photographed from high up?

     Superman's crystal ship would have landed in Smallville and the explosion over Tunguska would have actually been a fragment of Krypton itself laced with the mineral kryptonite. Since this was before the Great War, perhaps in a spirit of scientific cooperation, samples of this meteorite would be sent all over the world, including the United States which would allow Lex Luthor to come into contact with the mineral and successfully hypothesize its effects on Superman later in this story's timeline.
     I'm happy to have Smallville be located in Kansas, where it was in the iconic 1978 film, rather than have it be a mysterious Anytown, USA. It seems especially necessary for Superman to be "out of the public eye" in his formative years, raised and cared for by his adoptive family, the Kents, who are eternally grateful (and willing to keep his secret, even from Superman) for their literal gift from the heavens of a child whom they would christen Clark since they were incapable of conceiving on their own.

     I'm not going to speculate here how Clark grew up here but it's obviously incredibly important that it be done right. Other superheroes have to learn the message of "With great power comes great responsibility" and no one more represents this message more than Superman given what he, as a living god, is capable of doing. Fortunately for the world he found himself being raised by a wholesome Kansan family who taught him right from wrong, about justice and fairness, about believing in your fellow man, and about idealized American values. It's very "Aww, shucks!" but without it, Superman could easily have become a fanatical dictator (which I believe he does in "Red Son")

     I have no desire to see "the Adventures of Superboy". As far as I'm concerned, Superman did not set out to be a hero and had a regular childhood. I don't even know if I would want it revealed why he turned to superheroism either: as with Kryptonian culture and technology, it seems better left unsaid and implied. However, he should definitely come out wearing his trademark uniform on April 18, 1938 (when Action Comics number one was published) and declare himself to a curious public/press in June of that same year (that issue bore the date "June 1938" despite being published prior).

Dated June 1938; published April 18th

     I think the newest movie suggested it took some time for Superman to gain his powers under our yellow sun so perhaps Clark Kent was effectively "just a man" until at least puberty and afterward, as his powers started manifesting, Ma and Pa Kent's teachings would take on an especially heavy importance. I think of the exchange from the movie spoken by Pa Kent:

     The Superman story in my version also benefits starting in 1908. It was easier to hide back then and start fresh. There was no Social Security administration. The Kents, especially if they moved, could probably get away with claiming Clark to be their own child and if not, I'm sure no one would demand proof of adoption back then.
     Clark would be nine years old when the United States entered World War I: maybe he knew friends who lost their fathers to the war. He'd be adolescent during Prohibition: perhaps organized crime affected his life in some way. He'd be 25 when Hitler came to power and when the Great Depression hit the hardest: did the Kents lose their farm? How did Smallville handle the despair? I don't know how Superman would have handled World War II though that war did scream out for heavy-handed solutions. Does he stay out of it? Does something force his hand? World history is already changed by his mere presence but how far does it go? Were the Kents progressive folk or did Superman carry with him attitudes that may have kept him from being concerned about the rights of black people and the plight of Jews in Europe?
     When does Lex Luthor enter the scene? Maybe for the sake of the movie, Luthor gets his start in real estate schemes before the war but as a soldier in the war, he is the only one depicted showing concern, even horror, that Superman ended it so quickly and decisively in favor of the Allies. As was already stated in some of the comics, Luthor sees in Superman potential menace rather than blindly accepting him as an American hero like the rest of the public. His role was to take on the thankless task of stopping a god, or at the very minimum, containing him, before Superman realizes humanity is virtually incapable of stopping him (Superman) from doing what he damn well pleases.

Does Superman steal Capt. America's thunder and punch out Hitler himself?
     Going by my timeline, Clark Kent would be 30 years old when he debuts as Superman and about 70 years old when he dies on December 10, 1978 (the date when "Superman: The Movie" first premiered) giving about a forty year run.
     As for what causes Superman's death, which I'm assuming will have an air of heroism to it rather than simply the fading of a light, I don't care to speculate (although the Khmer Rouge was in power, actively genociding the Cambodian population at the time). However, I figure his end would be something like that of Avatar Wan, the very first Avatar from the Last Airbender universe in which Superman laments that he was unable to make the world a better place because there's still crime, corruption, war, and supervillainy. There simply wasn't enough time...

[With his eyes closed.] I'm sorry, Raava. I failed to bring peace. Even with Vaatu locked away, darkness still surrounds humanity. [Opens his eyes.] There wasn't enough time...
     However, in his death, he becomes an inspiration for many other heroes. So, in a sense, like Avatar Wan, his spirit remains on Earth and continues to do good in the face of the entropy of evil.
     The first of such heroes would be Batman whose comic debuted in 1939. Batman could have declared himself, a year after Superman did, in response to what he was seeing in Metropolis. Knowing that Superman could not be everywhere at once and still deeply affected by the loss of his parents to crime in Gotham City, Batman would be the first "copycat" hero even if his methods would not necessarily gain the approval of Superman.

     I could go on, but I think I've already said enough...

[On a side note, I don't see Batman as a modern hero either. He feels dated as well, like he would benefit from a time with less invasive technology. I imagine the internet would be as much a bane to Batman's secret identity and staying at least one step ahead of both criminals and law enforcement as would the loss of telephone booths and omnipresent security cameras be to frustrating Superman's quick costume changes and desire for anonymity]

Monday, July 20, 2015

50% OBSOLETE...

     When I was younger I could never understand why anyone would want to die. Life is beyond cool. There's always something new and amazing to discover about it no matter how small or large a life you live. Existence has much to offer anywhere from the human scale all the way down to elementary particles and all the up to vast superclusters of galaxies. It's practically impossible to be bored and even when you are, boredom can prove to be a wellspring of creativity allowing for even greater enjoyment of life. So why would anyone want to leave it behind?

     And to be clear for a moment, I'm not talking about obvious kinds of suffering like cancer or neverending pain; no, I'm talking about how when people get old that they eventually come to terms with their mortality and even embrace it with a smile. How does that happen?

     Personally, I suspect obsolescence...

     I feel like I've crossed sometime in the past few years a critical point in one's life: the 50/50 point. I feel slightly more than 50% obsolete; like I'm no longer on the "winning" side.

     It makes me think of senior citizens, especially those who have made it to an advanced age. Think of how different their world is from when they were young in terms of technology, culture, their place in the world, etc. It must be tough and psychologically draining over time to endure. I think of the theme song to All in the Family. It's pretty much an ode to a lost way of life and though that way of life was clearly better for some (read: straight white male) folks than for others, it captures that feeling of the past is gone and we, the current generation, will never be relevant again.

     It's not necessarily the end of the world...just the end of your world. Things need to change if they are to both survive and improve. It's the very mantra of evolution: adapt or die. In a sense that's what's going on psychologically. Society is constantly changing and you have to either adapt to its changes or become irrelevant.

     The thing is...adapting is stressful. I suppose it's easier to do when one is young and still figuring shit out but I've found over the years that I'd like to enjoy the fruits of my labor but life insists upon going on. It'd be nice if technology could maybe slow its progress for a little while that we might enjoy and master the changes wrought but the next version/update is always around the corner.
     Culturally it'd be nice if things were still like they were in the 1990's. Things felt more understandable then. The younger generation's ways are definitely not my own. It'd be wrong to begrudge the advances made in women's and gay rights but I will admit it's frustrating to have to adapt a language I've been using most my life...which is a stupid criticism, yes. It demands defensive posturing when being told how your way of thinking reflects a life led in Easy Mode (aka: privilege) and that the power I never knew I had needed to be shared. Our fellow citizens deserve their rights, yes. But still annoying, though...and strange to think one's been wrong all this time.
     It's not like mine's the only paradigm shift.

     But I feel increasingly obsolete and that obsolescence is slowly taking its toll. I'm sure I have a long way to go; decades, no doubt. Yet I feel as time marches on, I will feel increasingly comfortable letting go of my hold on this world because it will simply take too much to keep fighting it to maintain my sense of normalcy.
     Maybe that's why I dream I'm the villain in any daydream involving the supernatural. Using my power to hold the world to my will rather than accepting it. I always identify with the villain who wants to know how the story ends or wants things to be the way they used to be or put some drag on the pace of change or to otherwise preserve what's been.

    It's weird to think that when my time has come, provided I'm not to be taken prematurely, that I will actually be willing to go; be willing to lay down the burden of living and have it carried by the next generation. It still sounds so far-fetched but surely it will happen, no?

    Weird...

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

THE DATING GAME, part something or other

     If a successful date is defined as "getting subsequent dates" then I've had three successful dates in my life. Those three successful dates have had two things in common.

     The first was that every first date I've had which ended with the girl kissing me of her own free will (no leaning in or other kind of pressuring on my part) resulted in a second date. It seems late in the game to be learning this lesson but from now on if I have a first date which does not end with me getting a kiss, I'm never talking to that girl again. That's one notch higher for my personal confidence...at 36.

     The second, and certainly less important but still curious, thing my successful first dates have all had in common is the girl has been 29 regardless of my age at the time. I'm not reading too deeply into that however...

     Unfortunately only two of those successful dates featured girls whose names were that of '80s songs. That would've been a great coincidence to keep going. I suppose there's still time enough yet for me to successfully meet a Rosanna, Jenny, Sara, Carrie, Joanna, Amanda, Gloria, Sherrie, Luka, and even a Billie Jean... ;-)

REMOVE HAMILTON FROM THE $10 BILL ALREADY!

     Recently, Treasury Secretary Jacob Lew mentioned modifying the $10 bill to feature a woman instead of Alexander Hamilton as it was next in line to be redesigned in 2020 though I do not believe he committed to totally ousting his portrait on the note...maybe it'll still be the watermark? I don't know. However this has been causing a minor uproar in various newspaper editorials on why Hamilton ought not be removed and it's the same provincial reasoning that has kept dead Presidents/elder statesmen on our coins since 1948.

     The rules for currency redesign are not codified in law to my knowledge but the Coinage Act of 1890 does specify that a design may be changed on a coin without the approval of Congress after 25 years and while this was done for a little while.
     Barber coinage replacing the long-lasting Seated Liberty coinage from 1892-1916 which in turn was replaced by a veritable renaissance of Liberty depictions covering a span of 1916-1947 which in turn was replaced, starting in 1909 or 1932 depending on how you look at it, with Presidents that have never been replaced. Only the Franklin half dollar yielded to John F. Kennedy in 1964 and that design has proven unremovable as well.
     In fact, the only President successfully replaced on a coin was Eisenhower whose dollar was made from 1971-1978. He was replaced by Susan B. Anthony in 1979 and she proved replaceable with the Sacagawea dollar starting in 2000. The key difference here though, the dollar coin barely circulates so no one's constituencies feel "threatened".

     Our currency, like our coins, was once colorful and imaginatively designed. The idea of a portrait of a famous American to act as a focal piece of the note began from its inception in 1861. They even featured Lincoln while he was still alive, something which cannot be done now.
     But also like our coins, starting in the 1920s, it became a goal to standardize our currency which up until that point had frequent redesigns and depicted a wide variety of portraiture such as Presidents, famous generals, Treasurers, notable Americans like Lewis and Clark, American Indians, and even allegorical depictions of Science, Liberty, America, and Industry.
     Additionally, by the late 1920s it was deemed necessary to save money on printing by reducing the size of bank notes to their present-day size. When these small-sized notes were introduced, the portrait line-up was frozen with $1 Washington, $2 Jefferson, $5 Lincoln, $10 Hamilton, $20 Jackson, $50 Grant, $100 Franklin, $500 McKinley, $1000 Cleveland, $5000 Madison, and $10000 Chase.

     These notes were introduced in 1929.

     1929!

     That's almost 90 years ago. There's probably less than a hundred people still alive with a living memory of anyone other than Hamilton appearing on the $10 bill and odds are that memory would be of Andrew Jackson who graced the 1914 series $10 Federal Reserve Note, 1918 series $10 Federal Reserve Bank Note, and 1923 series United States Note. Other current portraits on $10 bills at the time before the changeover were the first Treasurer of the United States, Michael Hillegas, graced the 1922 series $10 Gold Certificate and recently deceased Vice-President Thomas Hendricks appeared on the 1908 series $10 Silver Certificate. Assassinated President William McKinley graced the 1902 series $10 National Bank Notes.

     Money used to be a lot more than Federal Reserve Notes!

     I'm not saying I hate Alexander Hamilton, a man instrumental making this country what it is today, no. Though that is what people would imply of me but it's not the case. It's about sharing the spotlight with other notable Americans like was done previously. Replace all the current portraiture in fact, even Washington and Lincoln.
     You can't tell me there are no other men and women truly worthy of such commemoration. You can make a rule like they have to not only be dead but maybe dead for at least 50 years so as to allow perspective to develop. I don't know who Thomas Hendricks is. I seriously only learned looking up whose portrait graced the various $10 bills of yesteryear. He was commemorated too quickly one might presume. I would argue the same with Franklin Roosevelt, John Kennedy, and Dwight Eisenhower on the dime (less than a year after his death), half-dollar (less than a year after his assassination), and dollar coin (about two years after his death) respectively.
     Change the vignettes on the reverses too.

     But the point is, 90 years is too long. If the Federal Reserve wants to redesign currency every 7-10 years to keep up with counterfeiters then why not introduce new portraiture and vignettes while we're at it?

     I feel like the US missed a great opportunity for a grand redesign of our coins and currency during the Bicentennial. We got a new reverse for the $2 bill (the old ones prior to the 1976 series featured Jefferson's mansion Monticello) and some reverse-modified quarters, halves, and dollar coins but that was it (and in the case of the latter, the design was produced only for 18 months with the previous designs resuming in 1977).
    We could have had currency vignettes depicting important/triumphant events in US history. The $2 bill led the way with the signing of the Declaration of Independence. We could have had things like the Surrender at Saratoga (which ended the Revolutionary War), the signing of the Constitution, an artist's rendering of the assault on Fort McHenry (where the Star Spangled Banner was written), Lincoln delivering the Gettysberg Address (or the surrender at Appomattox Courthouse which ended the Civil War), the flag-raising on Iwo Jima, and the Moon Landing among other possibilities.

     Who might have graced such notes? I don't know, but the point is...we should have tried. Same with our coins. All our money designs are tired and stale. Surely good art is not dead in this country. Surely we can do better...

Monday, June 8, 2015

WHO IS LINK FIGHTING IN THE LEGEND OF ZELDA (NES) DUNGEONS?

     I was playing the original Nintendo "The Legend of Zelda" the other day and I walked away wondering just who was Link fighting throughout the majority of the game?

     The creatures in the overworld are very likely Ganon's minions, but what of the dungeons? The story presented in the game is that Ganon stole the Triforce of Power and wanted to get his hands on the Triforce of Wisdom but Princess Zelda (somehow) broke apart the latter Triforce into eight pieces and hid them away in monster-infested dungeons before being captured by Ganon.

     Are the creatures in the dungeons just random monsters or are they loyal to the ruling family of Hyrule and just never got the message that Link actually intends to defeat Ganon (somehow) using the Triforce of Wisdom? It's obviously not clear nor does it help that many of the enemies you've fought in those dungeons are also present in Ganon's level (with the exception of the Lanmola and Patra which I can assume are the only definite servants to Ganon in the dungeon levels of the game).

     If it's the former, then damn Zelda's got some skills, right? She evaded being slain by all that shit and managed to hide the fragments away. But somehow I doubt that. Not because I think Zelda is just a girl or something sexist like that but because the Triforce pieces are clearly being guarded. The rooms the pieces are in are preceded by intimidating monsters like the Manhandala and Gleeok dragons (maybe not so much Aquamentus...).
     Zelda II strongly gave the impression the palaces Link fought in to undo the binding spell on the Great Palace were patrolled by parties loyal to Hyrule and tried to kill Link because, well...that's what they do (all while being unaware that by doing so, Link's blood will be used to restore Ganon to life making things even worse...nice job breaking the kingdom, guards!). They're certainly not going to take Link on his word that he's only trying to help and Zelda obviously couldn't vouch for him because she had been rendered magically comatose (apparently there's no King or Queen of Hyrule who could tell these guards to stand down).

     Therefore, it's possible to assume that the creatures in the original game's dungeons are loyal to Hyrule and not Ganon. It would then make sense that Ganon kidnapped Zelda in an effort to use her extortionately to have someone else gather the pieces of the Triforce because I guess Ganon is not powerful enough (despite being able to turn invisible) or brave enough to tackle Hyrule's dungeons himself (seriously, what's SUPPOSED to be in those dungeons when they aren't being used to house Triforce fragments? What kind of society is Hyrule?).
     Instead he's holed himself up in Spectacle Rock and barring anyone from entering his palace unless they've come bearing the Triforce of Wisdom. Then, he would betray the bearer by sicking his minions on him/her. When the bearer died, Ganon could simply take the Triforce and rule. I'm sure Zelda's fate would not be a desirable one.
     Also logic would dictate that if they were loyal to Ganon, why aren't they just taking the pieces of the Triforce to him to begin with? Ganon needs that Triforce to cement his rule. It wouldn't behoove him to leave them lying about for some dickwad like Link to recover.

     The only trouble with this scenario is the presence of those same enemies in prior dungeons. Even the entrance is guarded by an old man like the one who gives you a (shitty) sword at the start of your quest. Maybe they're formally loyal servants who have been seduced by Ganon...or more likely, it's the memory limitations of the NES in 1987.
     It may have also been an oversight.
     But they could have also very well, despite those limitations, put the enemies of the overworld inside that final dungeon and thus not added to the game's memory burden. It could've been guarded by a Moblin instead of an old man demanding the Triforce before letting you enter. Hell...it could've taken the Triforce from you to let you pass (in the same manner as the hungry Goriya and for extra tension, the entryway gate could've slammed shut as the other three sealed doors opened, letting you know you've been tricked and that you're "supposed" to die here).

     A lost opportunity...

     I also can't imagine the guilt trip Link must have to live with knowing that, over the course of two games, he's slaughtered loyal servants to Hyrule in order to save a single princess. That's gonna be some costly therapy...

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

OVERTHINKING THINGS THEATER PRESENTS: EXPRESSION


     With Caitlyn Jenner (she/her) in the entertainment news yesterday, I've once again been thinking about the often maddening encounters with people talking about gender, etc. online. It seems we, as a society, are now at that point where we need to come to a consensus on how to use English's various binaries because if the internet (stereotyped through Tumblr) shows anything, it's that there exists a significant group of people pontificating on these very things but either using the terminology inconsistently, unscientifically, or even illogically.
      The basis for these thoughts lies in biology, specifically with how life is classified into various kingdoms, phyla, families, orders, and so forth. I would not expect the following proposed usages to take over common everyday speech, but instead to act as a technical reference.
      The way I see it, there are certain fixed things about us and certain constructed things about us with former being biological in nature and the latter being largely made up by society over the course of history.

      My aim, in this decidedly unscientific presentation, is to attempt to bring some order to the mess that's been created through millennia of assumptions.

      From my various readings online which come primarily from comments sections, comedy articles, social issues sites, linguistic pieces, and from the occasional actually scientific piece I would gather that there are four broad categories to human expression: sex, gender, orientation, and identity.
      Allow me to explain how I've come to perceive the difference between all four.

SEX:
     Of all the categories, sex is the most scientific (in that it can be objectively determined) and it is fixed (i.e. it cannot be changed). Its basis is your genes, something we presently have no way of altering wholesale after birth. Your sex is your XY or XX designation. Biologically, this is male and female respectively. So to refer to oneself as male or female is to refer to one's genetic definition only regardless of any subsequent categories.

      In life, the XX and XY combinations are the ideal and are also by far the most frequently occurring. However, there are rare births featuring XXY and XXX combinations for instance. Additionally there are rare births for those born with both types of genitals (though I'm not aware if only one, both, or neither are functional) and those biological males (XY) with androgen insensitivity syndrome who develop like women but have no ovaries or uterus. For those rare births, the term intersex might be most appropriate. Whether to use the terms intermale or interfemale, however, I do not know. That would require more discussion.

      Finally, there are those who have undergone genital reconstructive surgery. While this does not change their genetic sex, for the sake of compassion, I think we can allow the prefix trans- to be appended to either male or female to describe such a change with trans-, in this case, to carry the meaning "made into". Thus a transmale would be a genetic female who underwent that surgery.

GENDER:
      Gender, of all the categories, is the most socially constructed one. It's probably also the most confusing one to read about online as it will be used interchangeably to refer to sex, gender, and identity (as I will be using those terms in this essay). Because I've studied Linguistics, I would suggest taking a page from that discipline and use the terms "masculine" and "feminine" to label the respective poles of the spectrum.

      It is here that I will mention that gender is not a binary, but a spectrum. For a psychological analogy, I refer to introversion and extraversion. When you learn about the Myers-Briggs types, you learn that people are predominantly either introverted or extraverted, but they are not only one or the other. Also, when one is stressed, they will tend to behave in the opposite manner (that is, a introvert under stress will exhibit extraverted tendencies). Overall, gender is a lot more like a probability.
      For instance, my test results put me at 85% introverted thus making it very safe to assume that in any given situation, my behavior will exhibit introversion. Extraversion is possible, but unlikely. I imagine I would behave rather extravertedly if I were to find myself in an involved conversation about Babylon 5, for instance :-)

      I've come to see gender the same way. There are typically masculine things/ideas/activities and there are typically feminine things/ideas/activities (as well as a whole suite of neutral things/ideas/activities I'm sure). If one were to make a list of those things and have a person check off what they like and don't like, you would surely find "manly men" selecting typically feminine things and "girly girls" selecting typically masculine things. These things/ideas/activities have nothing to do with one's sex, orientation, nor do they have anything to do with one's identity but as with introversion and extraversion, one will find that their preferences are predominantly one or the other and that gender expression is ultimately a bit fluid as one encounters new things/ideas/activities and as culture redefines those things/ideas/activities over time (pink used to be a masculine color for instance).
      I don't believe the fluidity of one's gender is very great but I do believe the line that defines our masculinity and femininity is ultimately fuzzy the more you try to focus in on it. From a distance the line will look sharp, but as you draw closer to it, the fuzziness of its true nature will show. Philosophically this also means I don't believe anyone could be perfectly balanced between the two genders because it would be, by nature, unstable. Though I suppose if the fuzziness of one's gender line were close enough to the masculine/feminine dividing line, the linguistically consistent "neuter" or "neutral" would be appropriate, or perhaps the more common term "androgynous". Again, a matter for debate.

      It is, though, because of this belief that I find the terms "bigender" and "genderfluid" to be as ridiculous as the term "ambivert" (to describe someone who feels both introverted and extraverted). Genderfluid is redundant because the very nature of gender is that it is fluid, though unlikely by more than a small amount over any given time. Bigender, like ambivert, reveals a misunderstanding of the spectral nature of the term. We're all "bigendered" as we are all "ambiverted".

      Gender, like light, is a spectrum with its poles labeled. On one side there is violet (masculine) and on the other, red (feminine) with a whole rainbow in between.

ORIENTATION:
      Like sex, this is a fixed quality but unlike sex, I don't think there's any way to objectively test for it that I'm aware of so one must accept the interpretation given by the person experiencing it. Orientation describes one's sexual attraction only and for the sake of clarity, sexual is referring to sex in the biological sense.
      Orientation from what I can tell is a pair of binaries, the largest of which is heterosexual (attracted to the opposite of one's biological sex) and homosexual (attracted to the same as one's biological sex). The less common two would be bisexual (attracted to both sexes, though not necessarily equally) and asexual (attracted to neither sex).

      Anecdotally, it seems when one is heterosexual or homosexual, they are very strongly that orientation, like practically 100% so. The question for me is, how much overlap in terms of sex and intimacy would be permitted before one is considered bisexual by the population at large?
      I remember reading in the New York Times about a man who was bisexual but who admitted his attraction to women was much more fully formed making male intimacy difficult. But I also wonder if, for the sake of example, a man told a woman he had sex with 100 people, 5 of whom were men, would he be bisexual? What if it were 2? Or 10? It seems to me, whatever the number, it must be low because the idea (speaking for myself only) of having sex with a man is a never-go and being sexually intimate with a man is incredibly uncomfortable to even think about. From watching porn, the closest thing to male intimacy I could imagine being even remotely acceptable to me would be participating in a train (2 men, 1 woman) and the most gay heat-of-the-moment type thing that wouldn't necessarily freak me out would be if the woman in that scenario sucked on both our dicks at the same time for a moment. But anything lingering would skeeve me out quickly. Double penetration (one dick in the vagina, the other in the asshole, a.k.a. DP) also feels very gay to me. Not sure if even the heat of the moment could overcome that (the difference being the former was not my choice/out of my control and the latter would most certainly be). But even holding a man, stuff like that...no, I'm very very heterosexual. I'm diverting quite a bit, but I'm hoping you see what I mean.

       I don't know what the incidence of asexuality is in humans nor do I know what the psychological threshold for such a label would be. I'm looking at it from a heterosexual (i.e. a clearly defined orientation) viewpoint when I say even if I weren't attracted to any females (or males for the sake of completeness), that if asked, I would still say I'd rather be with a woman than with a man thus making me heterosexual even if I have no plans on doing anything about it. In other words, I'm treating the idea of asexuality like celibacy. But I'm going to assume unless medical evidence is presented to the contrary, that like transgender, asexuality is a thing even though my mind can't grasp it.

      One final note. I've also read the term "pansexual" used online. I don't know precisely what the current users of that term are getting at, but I think the term could be co-opted here. As I stated before, I'm heterosexual thus meaning I want to have sex with women. However this does not include women resulting from genital reconstructive surgery. I want to have sex only with women whose parts were factory installed. Therefore, I would take the term pansexual to mean someone who would have sex with those who have undergone genital reconstructive surgery (transsexuals). The prefix pan-, though, would probably have to be appended to hetero- and homo-.
      So, for me, if I would have sex with a transsexual, it would make me panheterosexual. A panhomosexual would be the "sex with same" counterpart and a pansexual would be a bisexual person who would have sex with transsexuals. I think that makes sense.

      Additionally, undergoing genital reconstructive surgery would necessarily change your orientation. A female heterosexual after surgery would be a transmale homosexual. I think that follows logically.

IDENTITY:
      Identity would be how you present yourself regardless of the previous referents. The simple binary in common speech would be you're either a man or a woman. For labeling purposes you'd either be cis- or trans-. If you are cis-, your identity conforms to your sex and if you are trans-, your identity does not.
      Oversimplifying, a cisman is a male (by sex) who feels male, thus identifying with his biological sex and a transwoman is a male (by sex) who feels female, thus not identifying with his biological sex. This, until recently, has been considered a mental disorder but medical consensus has come to realize that trans- is merely a variant, albeit an uncommon one, and thus should not be treated as though insane.

      For proper labeling, one should always use either the prefix cis- or trans- (cisman, ciswoman, transman, transwoman). Man and woman without any label would be common speech and an assumption borne by the speaker based upon his or her analysis of your social presentation. In other words, "how you look" to the speaker. I guess one might think of the difference as how words like "chemical" have both proper and common uses. Using man and woman without prefixes would be the rough equivalent of using chemical to refer to man-made compounds and with the prefix would be like using chemical to refer to substances which cannot be physically separated into components.

      I suppose, like for orientation, if a person undergoes genital reconstructive surgery, then their trans- identity would necessarily shift to a cis- one. It feels internally consistent even though I'm unsure if it's "correct" or not.

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      I think this covers all the major bases. The results are a mouthful but I'm not looking to replace common speech. No, my goal is to create a consensus-driven consistent technical description for proper classification of basic human expression. It is by no means complete, but I am hoping, rather, is for it to be a start from which debate may flow and help bring about codification.
     As for which pronoun group to use, in regular conversation I would suggest that if you don't know, that you politely ask which pronouns the person you're addressing would prefer.
     In writing, keep pronouns internally consistent and use basic compositional techniques like an initial parenthetical for clarity.
     For example, in writing, when one first uses a common organization name, it is first spelled out and then followed by how it is more commonly known or will be subsequently referred to as in parentheses. "The Internal Revenue Service (IRS) is responsible for collecting income taxes". So, when writing, when the subject is introduced, it may be followed immediately in parentheses with the person's preferred pronouns. "Mary Smith (she/her) likes to play basketball." or "Jake Jones (she/her) tells us that her favorite band is Green Day."

SUMMARY:

Sex = male/female, optional inter- (for atypical sexes) and trans- (for those who have undergone genital reconstructive surgery)
Gender = masculine/feminine, optional neutral or androgynous (for those whose gender is very close to the masculine/feminine divide)
Orientation = hetero-/homo-/bi-/a- (appended to -sexual), optional panhetero-/panhomo-/pan- (for those whose attraction includes transsexuals)
Identity = cis-/trans- (appended to either -man or -woman)

Examples:
--- A masculine male heterosexual cisman would be the prototypical "man" in common speech. He is male by sex (that is, XY), masculine by gender (shows greater propensity for liking things/ideas/activities typically associated with men), heterosexual by orientation (sexually attracted to his opposite, i.e. females), and identifies with his sex (i.e. male).
--- A feminine female heterosexual ciswoman would be the prototypical "woman" in common speech.
--- A feminine male heterosexual cisman is the same as the first example except that his gender shows a propensity for things/ideas/activities typically considered feminine by society.
--- A masculine female heterosexual transman would be a genetic female who identifies as male, is sexually attracted to males, and shows a propensity for things/ideas/activites typically considered masculine by society.
--- A masculine transmale homosexual cisman would be the same as above except the person would have undergone genital reconstructive surgery.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

DELIBERATELY CIRCULATED: TWO YEARS LATER...

     Two years ago, I posted an entry about modern coins I've been carrying around to deliberately wear down via circulation as these coins either rarely did so or, because of inflation, were unlikely to ever do so. I mentioned that I would follow up on that post in a few years if I were still blogging. Since that's still the case, two years feels like enough time has passed to be able to show a definite difference in the wear on these coins.
      Unfortunately, the photos do not compare well. This batch appears much better than the original. With luck, the next round two years hence will have similar enough lighting to these photos to allow for more useful comparisons.

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2007 Silver American Eagle: 4-5 years wear
      During my last post, I mentioned that I had stopped circulating the SAE coin, but in the meantime (though I don't recall exactly when), I reintroduced it to the pile.

1978-D Eisenhower Dollar: about 3 years wear

1978 Kennedy Half Dollar: 1-2 years wear
     I introduced this Kennedy half into my patience project sometime in the intervening years but, like the reintroduction of the 2007 SAE dollar, I don't remember exactly when. This project does suffer from poor record-keeping I will admit. Like the Eisenhower Dollar, I chose 1978 because it is my birth year.

1999-P Susan B. Anthony Dollar: 5-6 years wear

1999-P New Jersey State Quarter: about 5 years wear

2005-P Jefferson Nickel [first issue]: 5-6 years wear

2005-P Jefferson Nickel [second issue]: 5-6 years wear

2001-P Jefferson Nickel: 5-6 years wear

2009-P Jefferson Nickel: about 3 years wear

1974-S Lincoln Cent: 5-6 years wear

2010 Lincoln Cent: 5 years wear
     Wear on the Lincoln Bicentennial cents has become more noticeable. A think I've noticed overall with the copper coins is that they seem to mush more than abrade from circulation. The zinc in the copper-plated cents shows on the rims and the coloration of the wear on the highest points of the designs is grayer suggesting imminent zinc exposure, if not already. My guess is that even when the zinc is definitely exposed, the coins will circulate acceptably because their circulation is constant, preventing the zinc's expected corrosion from destroying the coin.

2009 Lincoln Cent [first issue]: about 3 years wear

2009 Lincoln Cent [second issue]: about 3 years wear

2009 Lincoln Cent [third issue]: about 3 years wear

2009 Lincoln Cent [final issue]: about 3 years wear

Angel Token: 2 years wear
     The longest-circulated of these coins are about one-eighth of the way through their expected circulation lifetime of forty years. Too bad I have not been carrying these coins since I started working full time. The quarter and SBA dollar would be nearly halfway through their circulation lifetimes already and the Westward Journey nickels, a quarterway. Oh well...
     If I'm still here in two years, I'll update, as I believe this entry has set the precedent.