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I’m worn out. I’m tired of hoping that a new social network will really be for its users. No company wants to be Tron anymore. We went through Google+, we went through App.net, now Ello is here! Hooray! Wow! How many months until it’s gone? I’d give it less than a year.
I’m bitter. Maybe I’ve just been antisocial lately. But I don’t feel like I can be social on the internet anymore. Things are boxed in. I have this performance anxiety. How much of the way we show ourselves on here is based around production, producing images, producing content, producing a little database entry that we hope somebody will find funny? Maybe the biggest audience I’ll have will be the ad data scrapers. If I’m real lucky, I can be some percentage point in an A/B test.
I’m reluctant. I don’t want to give up on this, but I’m not feeling like I’m part of this deal anymore, can’t be anymore. This is like a stale TV show. Personal anecdote: after six years in Victoria, I felt similar. Boxed in, circling around, not seeing anything new.
Maybe there are new cities we can build, but maybe what we’ve built has trapped us. The grand mapping of real-world to online identities happened, and it’s tied us down. Twitter and Facebook hit critical mass, collapsed, and formed black holes that pull everything back into them.
I’m sour, obviously. Doom and gloomy recently. A lot of it must come from me spending more time working alone and relying one the internet for small-scale social interactions. I don’t have office chat anymore. But I think sourness is just in the air. Something curdled. And of course people are hopeful, I’m hopeful too, for some fresh air. Something new to see, somewhere new to talk.
can you talk more about achewood's weird deal with homosexuality, bc that always bothered me but a lot of people coo over achewood anyway
i’ve come basically to the conclusion that onstad’s feelings about homosexuality hover somewhere around the area of “it’d probably be really cool to kiss a guy but only if everyone still thought i was tough and cool and masculine”
you’ve got a couple of different vectors of homosexuality - all exclusively male homosexuality mind you - going on with achewood, and it’s pat, pat’s dad, chucklebot, rod huggins, and finally, and probably most importantly, teodor.
the thing we have to keep in mind with achewood is that basically everything feminine is positioned as “bad” and that there’s no greater sin than ruining a dude’s fun, what with this being the constant basis of both ray and roast beef’s worries, especially in regards to women. this is important to keep in mind with the characterization of pat, who went from “mr. no fun” to “gay mr. no fun”. he does all the other things onstad and his characters accuse women of doing, and that’s really fucking important to keep in mind.
then you’ve got pat’s dad, and chucklebot. nothing overtly really wrong with them other than, well, they’re stereotypes. but onstad gets into this weird dichotomy where he’s all about talking about how male homosexuality is cool and chill and great and gay dudes “think in like a second”, but it’s also a punishment, as is the very origin stories of pat’s dad and pat himself. their gayness is a literal fucking curse. and chucklebot? well, chucklebot don’t do shit. barely gets any lines.
rod huggins is pretty much just “gay: the joke” himself to boot.
and then there’s fucking teodor. onstad’s admitted character closest to him, the little bicurious teddy bear, with moments like a dream sequence where a realtor says that people like him can get married here, or whatever, and teodor almost has a panic attack about people assuming he’s gay… only to pull off his mouth and reveal lips covered in lipstick, then be shamed for making such a scene. and then he gets talked into showing up on a gay porno, then walks out of it as he realizes it’s a gay porno, and it turns out the whole gay porno was some kind of fucking test by circus penis. it’s this constant back and forth of bicuriosity where teodor wants to try it, but keeps running away from it, and with the treatment of the feminine, and the worship of the masculine, the way achewood and onstad at large seems to feel about male homosexuality is, well…
"it might be cool to kiss a dude, but only if i looked tough and manly the whole time"
every other gay dude? they get to be a joke. not the joker. the joke.
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