April 13th, 2005


geek like whoa

Wow there's a plethora of Whedonverse scholarship out there. I thought i had acquired all the essay books (figuring i could mostly take a pass on the episode guides/trivia books) save the particularly recent The Watcher's Guide, Volume 3, Seven Seasons of Buffy: Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers Discuss Their Favorite Television Show, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Philosophy: Fear and Trembling in Sunnydale, and the Firefly essay book -- which really i thought was rather a lot -- but apparently there are a slew of recent and upcoming books i didn't know about: Collapse )

Amazon has this new feature in which it tells you the "statistically improbable phrases" found in books. I have no idea what practical purpose this serves, but it's sure fun. Ones surprising to me include "vengeance demon" (from Fear and Trembling in Sunnydale) and "unbaptized babies" (The History of Hell by Alice Turner) are some such phrases.

I was telling Emma that if i ever grow up and teach it's gonna be like teaching Shakespeare or something -- "Well, there's a ten year archive of a journal, plus twenty essay collections and a number of episode-by-episode guides to the series. These four websites are also particularly good, as are these eighteen online discussion forums." This of course warms the cockles of my academic heart.

And the two people i know who are studying abroad this semester are both currently working on papers about fanfic/fandom, so i'm being introduced to more scholarship in that area.

Yeah, i will be a dork for life, with or without resume credentials. (And i really should add to my summer reading list some of the stuff that gets referenced a lot, like Joseph Campbell, maybe read some Nietzsche or at least a primer, etc.)
choose to be [unhappyending]

Why yes, i am still up.

So, it's Sexual Abuse Awareness Week, and the campus is littered with chalkings for it as well as the SGA elections. The Clothesline Project is up per usual. Apparently they're giving out purple armbands for survivors, which i approve of, though obviously that's a really difficult thing to own up to, so there are gonna be a lot of survivors choosing to not publicize their identity as such.

Anyway, one particular story got me thinking about how my parents were always very clear on the fact that my body was mine and nobody had the right to touch me without my permission. One of the stories from my infancy is that strangers would want to hold me and my parents would tell them that i didn't like to be held by people i didn't know, and they would brush this aside and pick me up anyway and i would get upset and my parents would take me back. I distinctly remember a juvenile nonfiction book from the library -- okay, now i have to look it up... You can say "no" : a book about protecting yourself by Betty Boegehold, illustrated by Carolyn Bracken (1985). Pretty sure that's the book. Minuteman says "Golden learn about living book. Depicts children in various situations involving adults who attempt to molest them and discusses ways of preventing or dealing with such behavior." which sounds like what i remember. Anyway, it's a terrific book as i recall anyhow, and i'm glad it's still in the library. (Searching the Minuteman catalog i found other books whose Amazon covers look familiar -- My Body Is Private, Who Is a Stranger and What Should I Do?, and possibly even Something Happened and I'm Scared to Tell -- but the one i cited before is the one i most distinctly remember.)

And basic point of story is: I'm frequently reminded of why i think my parents are so amazing, and sometimes i even remember to tell them so, but this is one that i don't think of so much, but which is so very important. My parents were always very clear about the fact that my body was mine and that i got to make the rules about who was allowed to touch my body, and that i could refuse anyone even a friend or family member, and that if i got uncomfortable i could tell someone to stop even if i had said it was okay earlier. It's not something that comes immediately to mind when i think about raising kids, but it's so important. And i don't remember any particular instances of having to tell someone "no" or "stop" as a child, but i know i carried that sense of ownership and having the right to make the rules into adolescence, and into whatever we wanna call the age space i'm in now. And i try really hard to respect other people's boundaries and their requests either implicit or explicit about their own personal space. But mostly i'm thinking of situations from my adolescence, and i don't regret the decisions i made, and part of that is my parents giving me the safe space to make my own mistakes, but i definitely remember being in situations and thinking "I could tell this person to stop," and that concrete knowledge was powerful and important.

So yeah, mostly this is a thank you to my parents, because it's a strength i don't often think about, but for which i am very grateful.