alphabet meme answers, pt. 2: F - J
Jun. 10th, 2008 11:54 amFrom this:
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Fighting with pointy/sharpy things
stardragonca gave me this one, as if I don't talk about it enough. It's a complicated thing though, because like a few other things in my life, no matter how much I talk about it, I feel like I'm never being clear about it my reasons for it and where it fits in my life. It's not a sport. And it's awkward when strangers see the bag and ask what weapon I do -- it feels like everyone in the world has done sport fencing for 6 months and will use it as an excuse to talk to the girl. I could, and should, just say foil or saber and be done with it. Give them what they want to hear. Because when I try to explain what I do, do people think I'm a theatrical fencer or in the SCA, which are also valid pursuits, but not what I'm doing. For me, I want to be able to use this if I had to. For me, it's a way back to what I am and never going to be.
Grace and Goblins
ladyofthelog and
gement had it out on this one. I don't have a lot to say about goblins other than "Pug not dog, goblin!" Grace, on the other hand, is sort of bottomless, mainly for the multiple meanings. Grace is how I move, and how life moves around me. I've got more luck than most people -- not good or bad, but just a plague of serendipity that tends to follow me around (or that I bring to the table, I don't know). That's grace. In all it's meanings.
Hygiene
Oh,
schpahky. One of the reasons I adored the character of Severus Snape from the first is that it was instantly clear he could never be clean enough -- not in flesh and not in spirit. And I think that in secret (and in my case, not so in secret) that is how a lot of us feel, all the time. It's very complicated. It's the thing we don't talk about. It's very strange for me suddenly to be in a fandom where the character I get is bright and shiny, at least of flesh. It is this that feels like a betrayal on my part. As long as I can keep talking about what it means to be filth, to be the rat that smells wrong or the woman covered in wretched mammalian hair, someone can breathe easier, even if it isn't me. That's the secret sin of my existence, that would be inherently wrong for me to choose leave behind. But god, it's nice to smile and be bright, even if it's not enough.
Inverness
And
juniperus gives us the what the fuck entry of this little exercise. You know, it's a good thing I'm not from the British Isles, or I'd have to learn both Gaelic and Welsh as part of my "oh my god things are passing out of the world" drama. I should also note I once tried to learn Welsh about five years ago. That lasted about a week. I note it only because it's funny now, but was just (mostly) inexplicable then.
Justice
Via
monkeycurious. I'm a Libra, the only sign in the zodiac that is not a living thing. It's important to note, because as much as we are social butterflies and interested in diplomacy it keeps us a little removed from the world, a little lost, a little cold. Justice, because it is a mechanism, a system, is inherently brutal. What is just, however, needn't be. That's one of the sorrows of the human condition, made worse for those of us who concern ourselves with such matters either through career or random philosophical predilection.
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Fighting with pointy/sharpy things
Grace and Goblins
Hygiene
Oh,
Inverness
And
Justice
Via