Random connections
Jul. 13th, 2006 11:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elabySo, instead of being a day where I think about creative things and am productive, it seems to be turning out to be a day where I make random obscure connections.
Like the fact that there's this girl on deviantART who draws really beautiful pictures, and who obviously has absolute scads of creative backstory and in-depth character stuff, but all of her major plot points revolve around the fact that all humans are senseless murderers enacting the cruelest atrocities on her non-human characters. And I can't help but think of Molière's "Le Misanthrope" and Wycherley's English adaptation, "The Plain-Dealer." When we read these for my Restoration Drama course, I remember being struck by the first idea the professor put forth: Alceste is a man who hates men. What does that say about how he feels about himself?
These are the kinds of things I think about on days like this. My professor would probably be amused, if pleased, that I still connect stuff from those plays to random things I encounter.
You know, and in the comments to these pictures that show the horrors wrought upon this beautiful race by the bigoted and heartless humans blah blah, all of these people are going "God, I feel so bad for being human!" "I feel so guilty! I'm so sorry! I'm going to kill myself now!" And I just want to yell "Don't buy it!!" because I'm so much of a dorky weirdo that when I was little, I had this MASSIVE guilt about being human because of David the Gnome, of all things. You know, because humans destroy the environment and kill animals etc. etc. and so the gnomes had to fix everything. And I felt SO BAD about it. We talk about racial guilt in grad school, and of course I had that too, but I didn't only have that. I had SPECIES guilt. Yeezus.
Chances are that the people in the comments aren't serious, but I know that when I was younger, that's the way I felt - so if I could feel that way, other people could too.
Like the fact that there's this girl on deviantART who draws really beautiful pictures, and who obviously has absolute scads of creative backstory and in-depth character stuff, but all of her major plot points revolve around the fact that all humans are senseless murderers enacting the cruelest atrocities on her non-human characters. And I can't help but think of Molière's "Le Misanthrope" and Wycherley's English adaptation, "The Plain-Dealer." When we read these for my Restoration Drama course, I remember being struck by the first idea the professor put forth: Alceste is a man who hates men. What does that say about how he feels about himself?
These are the kinds of things I think about on days like this. My professor would probably be amused, if pleased, that I still connect stuff from those plays to random things I encounter.
You know, and in the comments to these pictures that show the horrors wrought upon this beautiful race by the bigoted and heartless humans blah blah, all of these people are going "God, I feel so bad for being human!" "I feel so guilty! I'm so sorry! I'm going to kill myself now!" And I just want to yell "Don't buy it!!" because I'm so much of a dorky weirdo that when I was little, I had this MASSIVE guilt about being human because of David the Gnome, of all things. You know, because humans destroy the environment and kill animals etc. etc. and so the gnomes had to fix everything. And I felt SO BAD about it. We talk about racial guilt in grad school, and of course I had that too, but I didn't only have that. I had SPECIES guilt. Yeezus.
Chances are that the people in the comments aren't serious, but I know that when I was younger, that's the way I felt - so if I could feel that way, other people could too.
