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From: Mistral <mistral(a)centurytel.net>
>> Actually to me it sounds ironic. Wendy expressed a view of Deliverance
quite
>> different from the Gospel According to Lysator, and, good heavens, she
got
>> attacked for it. So did Neil, Dana and I for agreeing with her. Under
those
>> circumstances, I'd be a bit bitter too...
>
>Well, this just proves how differently people can see things. You and
>Neil got _disagreed_ with. …
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>be surprised to find anybody attacked her.) Sometimes you both got
>agreed with, even by those of us who don't agree with the basic premise
>- I could have 'me tooed' large chunks of Neil's posts, but he'd already
>said it better than I could have, so why bother?
We got disagreed with and debated, true, but sometimes the disagreeing got
more than a little heated. I also found it kind of
insulting when, after constructing a carefully thought-out argument with
examples from the episode (and I'd watched it specially for that purpose),
some people came on to say "Oh, that's just your *opinion,*" which made me
wonder why I'd bothered to find all those supporting examples.
. ISTM the only thing that's
> been clearly demonstrated is that we all have different ideas of what
> constitutes good debate etiquette - there is no Gospel According to
> Lysator.
I wasn't actually referring to debate ettiquette when I spoke of the Gospel.
I mean that there are certain opinons which appear to be taken as the
"mainstream opinion" on the Lyst. For instance:
-Deliverance is a great story and shows Avon in his best light [I think this
one's changed status now, but for a long time this was held to be true]
-Avon and Blake are in love, or at least in lust, with each other
-Same goes for Avon and Servalan
-Blake is a noble idealist whose singlemindedness frequently blinds him to
other people's needs, making him cold and insensitive
-H/C fiction is a great way of exploring the more intimate side of a
character, and neither it nor slash particularly offend anyone
-Women find brooding, soulful-eyed men inherently sexy
-The female characters on B7 are all positive role models
(etc....)
Now, every fandom has its version of this (for DW fans it seems to be things
like: "Genesis of the Daleks, The Curse of Fenric etc. were great, The
Daemons is shite... Colin Baker's Doctor was shite and Tom Baker's bloody
brilliant... the TARDIS is a living entity..."). I am also not saying that
there isn't some justification in-series or in fandom for any of these
opinions (Blake *can* be seen as a driven man, e.g.), or that dissenting
opinions are automatically squashed (I regularly note that I don't happen to
find brooding men attractive, and nobody has suggested that I'm misguided
thus far :)). However, dissenting opinions *are* automatically assumed to be
the "minority opinion" which isn't always true (as we've seen in the case of
the Deliverance thread, in which a *lot* of people outed themselves as
dislikers of Deliverance).
My point is that all of these things *could be* the subject for debate, but
they're *not* debated, and when you do, it stirs up hornets' nests. Or
becomes a non-starter. About a year ago I tried raising the "Blake is a
noble idealist..." bit, and got a bit of decent debate out of it, followed
by several posts reading "Oh, you'll never change my opinion of Blake! He's
my fave..." (which falls kind of close to what I was talking about on the
thread-hijacking thread). Similarly, I've heard from other people that when
a line in "Mark of Kane" suggested (didn't state, just *suggested,* since
there's no reason to assume Tando was telling the truth) that Gan might have
had a dark and evil side, a lot of people reacted with shock, dismay and
denials in the letters-of-comment in Horizon instead of discussing the
evidence pro and con.
Again, this happens in other fandoms too (a gentle and well-spoken Old
Oxonian friend of mine got savaged online last year for suggesting, with
evidence, that Genesis of the Daleks was two episodes too long). It also
happens professionally (I regularly take stick in departmental seminars for
suggesting that Levi-Strauss was not the recipient of some sort of divine
revelation). So maybe it's part of human nature-- but part of *my* nature is
to
treat any sacred cow (sorry Neil) with suspicion.
Fiona
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> Do we
> > need Avon
> > to not have committed this crime so much, we try to absolve him?
>
> For me, killing Blake is one step too far (the same if Avon had killed
> Vila). Without extenuating circumstances, this is just more than I can
> take from him
Yet, many watchers feel that Blake's indirect replies and refusal to
follow orders, combined with Tarrant's announcement that Blake had sold
them out, were extenuating circumstances.
> But, I think it's …
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> character. An Avon who has knowingly killed Blake has destroyed
> something essential about himself. Whatever Blake symbolized to him -
> hope, idealism, selflessness - and whatever part of him (however
> grudgingly) connected to that is dead.
>
This is closer to home for me. It isn't that we need Avon not to be
guilty. (Mistakes happen) It's that Avon wouldn't accept the mistake. To
continue the story, we tend to need Blake to survive, or the mistake to
be less terrible. Although, I myself would like any PGP to start with
Avon's mental state thereafter, and deal with the question of what it
would take to get him to be, well, human again.
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Fiona wrote:
> Minor point of order here. I'm decidedly not unfamiliar with H/C, and
> neither are most of the rest of the anti-faction (see Neil's long list of
> examples). I've read quite a few stories in the genre, although I wouldn't
> call myself "into" it (just that frankly you can't *avoid* it if you're
into
> reading fanfic)
I'm not sure what the distinction is here, but I suspect it is whether one
"gets" h/c or doesn't get "h/c." For the most part, and there are …
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exceptions, the theories put forth by non h/cers are so outside my
interpretation of the genre that I don't see any points for discussion.
There's also, and it's been well demonstrated during the current discussion,
a vocal minority who are offended by h/c and/or who look down on h/c. It's
not an atmosphere that would encourage me to discuss the subject. I'm in
fandom for fun.
> Fair point :). However, while I'm not a parent, I am an anthropologist. As
> part of my professional activities, I go to groups of people of which I am
> not a member, and study them as an outsider.
Fair enough, but what if the groups of people don't want to be studied? The
reason I produced the post you are quoting is because you said:
> I
> also, as I said, saw a lot of people who liked h/c launcing into the
> discussion with categorical denials ("H/C is NOT S/M! BAD FIONA! BAD NEIL!
> NEVER SAY THIS IS SO!") or false analogies (Hamlet? Beautiful suffering?
Can
> be played that way, but Hamlet can be played *any* way imaginable... bitter
> and unlikable... cold and rational... round the twist...). Which has,
> actually, made me even *less* kindly disposed to h/c as a genre than
before.
The point I was trying to make was that h/cers tend to go on the defensive
because there have been attacks on the genre in the past. So their answers
might be abrupt, simply because they don't want to get into deeper
discussions. The subject tends to get controversial, and they are probably
in fandom as much for the fun of it as I am. Those brief answers just might
indicate they don't want to be studied. Or as Sally very aptly put it-- "I
start feeling uncomfortable, a little like a lab rat who hasn't been asked
before the electrodes go in."
Your post quoted above wouldn't make h/cers more inclined to discuss the
genre. As the posts by h/cers made you "*less* kindly disposed to h/c," your
post made it likely that I'd never want to discuss the subject with you.
While you probably don't intend it to come across that way, you are giving
every impression of someone who has already made up her mind. Which doesn't
leave much room for discussion.
> however, it is generally
> agreed (including by the people I study) that an outsider to the culture
can
> provide valuable insights into the culture which the insider lacks, simply
> by virtue of being an outsider.
I would never deny that possibility. I've gained valuable insight on many
subjects that way. But while it's possible, it isn't guaranteed. Just
because someone is an outsider doesn't guarantee they are making a valid
point.
> I've also had a certain amount of psychological training, which is where I
> was coming from when I said I saw sadomasochistic elements in H/C.
I've had a certain amount of exposure to various disciplines in the field of
psychology myself, which is neither here nor there. I don't deny that you see
what you see (whether it comes from psychological training or simply comes
from personal opinion). As I said in an earlier post, I don't mind if any
fan wants to think that h/c is S/M or that h/c is thinly disguised slash or
anything else. I'm not out to defend the genre. I'm not out to convert
anyone to the genre. I'm not out to explain the genre to outsiders.
No matter how well put your theory is, no matter what scholarly background
you can call up in support of your theory, you are going to have to put forth
something that tickles the interest of h/cers to get them to discuss h/c with
you. Calling it S/M doesn't appear to have worked. Maybe nothing will.
Maybe h/cers don't want to be laboratory rats.
> First of all, Tavia's post didn't convince everyone.
Then it didn't convince everyone. I have no problem with that.
> For my part, because I'm trying to understand.
Well, maybe you'll find some h/c fans who want to discuss it with you. If
some do, I'd suggest you at least give some consideration to the possibility
that they know what they're talking about. Even if they are unobjective
insiders.
Carol Mc
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On Mon, 26 Feb 2001 15:42:35 -0800 (PST) M <nova_m1(a)excite.co.uk> writes:
Do we
> need Avon
> to not have committed this crime so much, we try to absolve him?
For me, killing Blake is one step too far (the same if Avon had killed
Vila). Without extenuating circumstances, this is just more than I can
take from him. But, I think it's also more than he can take as a
character. An Avon who has knowingly killed Blake has destroyed
something essential about himself. Whatever …
[View More]Blake symbolized to him -
hope, idealism, selflessness - and whatever part of him (however
grudgingly) connected to that is dead.
Maybe the right term isn't absolve so much as absolution, the idea that
forgiveness and redemption are miracles that occur outside the
individual. For the story to go on, that's what's needed. Either Avon
needs to be credibly separated from full guilt or an equally credible
party needs to forgive him (probably Blake, unless a very good argument
can be made for someone else).
Ellynne
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In message <3A94C545.A7659743(a)centurytel.net>, Mistral
<mistral(a)centurytel.net> writes
>Looks more like Phileo with hints of Agape to me - you really cannot
>have 'Blake' if it's Agape; and while I personally can't see it as Eros,
>I can see how somebody who wanted to see Eros could read it as Phileo
>tinged with Eros.
Here working my way through a loooong backlog...
Would someone with greater knowledge or better access to an OED than I
currently have care to …
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--
Julia Jones
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It all seems like a good idea when you say, 'Hey, let's put on a show!'
It also seems like a good idea when you say, 'Yeah, I'll do that panel, Steve.'
Thursday night
Matthew and I are rehearsing our lines for the cabaret sketch. I can't remember
a word of any of my first set of exchanges, which means I'm going to stuff up
Alison's cues. We're fretting about the final scene, which doesn't quite work,
and has someone scripted in to start the clapping so that people will know we've
finished: […
[View More]RACHEL leads rapturous applause from OMNES]. Going for a gag about
lawyers seems to solve some problems, so we stick that in, send it round to our
fellow performers, and call it a night.
Friday
Iain and Rachel arrive just before midday to whisk me away zines and all, but
first we need to print off a copy of the route to the hotel. Iain goes into my
office for the first time, and sees the ranks upon ranks of armed penguins which
line my cavernous subterranean headquarters. The expletive which follows is
unprintable on either family or not-so-family orientated lists. I ply him with
extra-nuclear-strength coffee and it seems to calm him down.
First stop is the costume-hire shop where Rachel and I had spent a happy
Saturday morning last month choosing Fab Gear for the glam rock disco. Resisting
the lure of the 'Instant Vicar' packs, we have chosen clothes - and, more
importantly, boots - that will make the head of any casual passerby explode with
envy. The woman in the hire shop mentions that she just hired out a Darth Vader
and a Klingon outfit. We wonder if we'll see them over the weekend.
Sterling driving gets us down to Ashford by about 4pm. Register; and, as I'm
standing at reception to check in, I get tapped on the shoulder. It's Neil.
'D'you know,' he says - and please bear in mind that this is the first time
we've seen each other in two years - 'In profile, your nose looks disturbingly
like a beak.' From then on, there can be no mercy.
Plotting a barbaric revenge, I head off to set up the zine library. The short
walk from reception, down the boulevard, and up the stairs to the library room
takes a long time for the splendid reason that I keep on seeing familiar faces,
and also getting introduced to new faces with familiar names.
I unpack the zine library with Morrigan who has, incredibly generously, carried
over a vast number of zines from the US for the library. The bag that she
carries in is vast and unbelievably heavy. The library would have been nothing
without Morrigan's generosity, and many, many thanks to her for this, and then
staying to set up.
She has also very kindly brought over 'Trust, Like the Soul' - a story by Jean
Lorrah which I have been trying to track down for nearly 11 years, and also
mentions that she has seen it in the dealers' room. Mental note is made.
As we are unpacking, a number of people drop by. Kathryn brings a copy of
'Staked Blake', and someone brings a set of Babylon 5 novels which look like a
remarkable read (sadly, I don't get a chance to do anything other than flip
through them, and didn't jot down the title - if anyone has any details, let me
know off list). It was great to have more than B7 zines at the library this time
round.
Set up complete, I adjourn to the bar, then Matthew and Ian arrive, and we spend
the evening moving from opening ceremony, to pub quiz, to Freedom City party
(many thanks to Rita for her hospitality). Eventually we settle in the bar.
People are dropping in and out all evening, and I do believe Neil accepts a
detention from Mr Bronson. Ika's Travis costume is simply gorgeous. I'm in the
bar till the wee small hours, but decide around 2.30am that perhaps it's time
for a bit of shut eye. Busy day tomorrow.
Saturday
My first stop after breakfast is the first panel that I'm involved with, with
Steve Rogerson and Rita d'Orac: 'B7 - the radio plays: Canon or bull?' I fight
the good fight against canonicity hard, and Pat C. and I form an impromptu
alliance against blind acceptance of corporate authority. Alas, we lose on
technicalities.
I plan to spend the next hour preparing for my next panel, but it's much more
congenial to take my preparation down to the bar... End up spending the next
hour chatting, of course.
Next up is the panel I've been dreading most: 'Blake: Terrorist or Freedom
Fighter'. I agreed to take part in this ages ago. Then I had the good sense,
about a month ago, to ask who the other panellists were. Steve revealed they
were Judith and Gareth Thomas, since when I have been plagued by visions of a
nightmare recreation of my short-lived and disastrous career in the school
debating society. Added to which, on the day, I realize we will be on the stage
in the main hall, with lights, microphones and, I fear, the distracting sound of
a small gallows being erected behind me.
Just before, in the bar, Judith and I also persuade Pat C. to take part, and she
is just fabulous. She and Judith get some good debate going, and I give it my
best shot (I'm not a natural speaker even when I'm prepared up to the hilt - and
even then I've been a bit shaky since I got slow-roasted giving a paper at a
conference two years ago - and this is almost completely ad hoc). I end up
enjoying myself, thanks to Pat's terrific points - which can't fail but make me
interested in discussing the issues - and also the audience's interesting and
varied contributions. But I am glad when it's over - if only because it means I
can go on to Iain's panel and ask him tough questions, just like he's been
asking me tough questions.
Iain's panel on performance in B7 and B5 is excellent - well-prepared and
informative. Several people have commented already, and I just want to add how
much I enjoyed Rob and Alison's Avon and Blake. It was fascinating to watch a
quintessential Avon and Blake scene delivered by a man and a woman, which I
thought really change the dynamics. I offer when Iain asks for more volunteers,
and then kick myself when I remember that we had been discussing his use of
Anna's death scene for this panel, and this was bound to be what we'd get.
Eternal credit to Calle for taking on Anna's part, because I wouldn't like to
trust myself - three times - to stage-falling in a tiny space onto someone half
my height.
Back to Iain and Rachel's room afterwards, where we spend an hour rehearsing the
sketch. Ian and Rachel are still laughing at (most) gags even after multiple
viewings, which is very cheering. This will be our last full rehearsal before
the actual show; we don't want to do the full sketch at the dress rehearsal
which follows since our secret gag might get loose, and we just check out
lighting and technical details of where we can get the chairs we need for the
sketch. Matthew and Iain do most of the boring sitting around here, god bless
them.
I go to the telepathy panel, which is being run by Alison, Rachel, and Nik
Whitehead. We hear all sorts of interesting perspectives, although I confess to
being pretty sceptical about the whole thing. Rachel's readings are wonderful,
and Alison asks whether what we think is psychic power is really intuition (my
own belief). We continue this discussion with Calle after the panel, and it's
fascinating to hear how other people experience intuition in their own lives.
On to the 'Political Systems in SF' panel. Alison opens up the discussion by
mentioning utopias, and we run with that as a theme for most of the session.
Iain also ensures at the outset that people don't get onto party politics, which
means we can enjoy a lively and (mostly) intelligent discussion. Only marring
features were, as Iain said, a persistent vein of anti-Americanism and, just as
we were about to end, a sudden outburst from one attendee. But on the whole, the
debate was challenging, well-informed, and conducted with mutual respect and
cordiality.
We head off for dinner (although Alison has gone on to run another panel - I
don't know how she managed it), and then Matthew and I decide to crash out for a
bit before the performance. This means I get to see the hotel room for almost an
hour, probably the lengthiest period of (awake) time I spend in there.
Then it's crunch time. We reconvene in the bar, ply ourselves with drinks, then
head off to the main hall. First, the fancy dress. Special mention here to the
chaos costuming entry from Nicola and Fi, a stunning Servalan dress which
deservedly wins prizes in both the chaos and general costuming categories. It's
astonishing that Fi made it in a couple of hours that afternoon, and Nicola
performs her part like a star. David Walsh beware! My own other favourite in the
fancy dress was Jem Ward as Herr Flick.
I'm very nervous indeed at this point, so apologies to anyone I forget in the
cabaret. My own highlights were Fifi and Steve Kilbane filking; Kat and Anne
Wells dancing (these people were persuaded into performing on the day, so
particular kudos); Iain and Servie strutting their stuff...
And then we're on. The first bit is the exchange between myself and Alison; it
goes smoothly, and it gets the laughs we want. It's going good. Then it's my bit
of monologue with the Big Brother gag. If people don't laugh - we're doomed.
They laugh. From then on it's all systems go. Iain and Matthew camp it up
superbly like the pair of shameless tarts they are. They're just so funny when
they get going. Then Alison's bit about Gan is *electric*: she performs it so
well, and plays the audience perfectly. They're all three bloody brilliant. Just
afterwards we are able to spring Iain's birthday cake on him.
Then into our frocks for the disco. Rachel is a goddess, and I am her
platform-booted goblin of evil. Alison is fab in long black dress, gloves, wig
and feather boa. Rob, as Frank N Furter, is Just Plain Scary. Michael Sheard,
not content with massacring the moondiscs in the evening's Wobblevision version
of 'Shadow', goes on to conduct Bohemian Rhapsody. Mr Bloody Bronson. The man is
mad.
Around 2am I am starting to crash, but am lured onto the dance floor again by
'Love Shack'. When I come out again, the keys and Matthew have gone, but a half
bottle of Laphroig is still there. I take the chance that he has not been
kidnapped and has instead just gone to bed (despite the puzzling presence of the
Laphroig), and head off myself. On the way back to the room I pose - with a half
bottle of Laphroig - for a Photo That I Shall Surely Regret.
Sunday
I've had about a minute's sleep, but my body is telling me that's just fine, and
can we get back to the convention, please? Stuffed with danish pastries, I head
off for the Trial of Roj Blake. Ika and her defence team (Pat and Morrigan) are
simply *majestic*. Kudos to Jem Ward, as Travis, who, I understand, hadn't known
he was doing this panel until just beforehand, and manages quite a very funny
few off-the-cuff comments. Servalan issues threats throughout the proceedings,
and it is particularly amusing to watch the judge and the prosecution plotting
throughout. But how could we not acquit Blake after such stirring speeches? Only
four hard-hearted individuals vote against him - but Blake is held over for
psychiatric treatments. Very B7, although I'm sure we can break Ika free.
Next, I find myself trapped in a world of INTJs... It's a panel on space
stations. The various panellists (Iain, and two others whose names I didn't
catch) know their stuff very well, and the attendees are remarkably
well-informed. Not being terribly 'sciencey', I am surprised to find myself very
engrossed.
I pop into the dealers' room where, as Morrigan said, 'Trust, Like The Soul' is
on sale. Hoorah! I also pick up Horizon 22. This, with my tribber's copy of
TTBA, should keep me busy for a few days. (I'm gutted, incidentally, that I
didn't pick up a copy of 'Steve and Paula Go Down the Pub' - Steve, put me down
for a copy for when I next see you.)
I say goodbye to Matthew and Ian, have a spot of lunch, then head off to the
panel on the proposed TV movie. Tanja does a terrifically professional job
chairing this discussion. Neil and Deborah Rose give opposing 'no' and 'yes'
views. It's fascinating to hear the different visions of what a movie could be,
but there is a general belief that we will get none of these from the current
proposal.
Sadly, I miss the fan fiction writing workshop as I have to go and pack up the
zine library. I'd love to hear some reports from this. Zines all packed up, I
take the bag out to Iain and Rachel's car (they're very kindly dragging them
back to Cambridge for me while I stay on till the Monday), and then say goodbye
to my shiny purple platform boots (with stars), which have to go back to the
costume hire shop <sob>
The closing ceremony involves the first showing of the B7 movie... OK, it's a
film made using the models from the chaos modelling sessions. This movie is a
Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius. I pray to god that somehow copies or
pictures from it will emerge so that you can all marvel. The model of the
Liberator is just *extraordinary*. And then there is the fantastic news that
Chris Boucher will be a guest at Redemption 2003. I am still singing praises to
high heaven.
I have to close up the zine library, so I rush in very late for my panel on
wobbly sets, and Nicola and Fifi are already doing sterling work. It's a
relaxed, fun panel; a great way to wind down after all the intense sessions that
have taken up most of the weekend. Most interesting to hear the comments of
someone's son who had just started watching that he didn't see the wobbly sets,
and it wouldn't matter if he could.
I go on to the slash debate, and this is a very impressive occasion. Kudos to
all the panel (Kathryn, Neil, Predatrix, and Judith) for conducting themselves
with grace and mutual respect, and for the attendees for holding an informed
debate. Only one participant seems to be operating in a different continuum from
the rest of us, stamping her foot and storming out of the room when we are
discussing child abuse and its treatment as a subject in fan fiction. As Pred
shrewdly points out, you can see why the Federation chose that crime to blacken
Blake's name.
I duck into the continuation of the slash panel, but am feeling rather tired,
and move into the bar. It proves incredibly difficult to get rid of the half
bottle of Laphroig, but eventually Tavia is persuaded that if she doesn't take
it, it's going down the plughole. Much as I want to keep on talking in the bar,
I have to go to bed around 12.30am; I read a little bit of 'Trust, Like The
Soul', and am dead to the world within the hour.
Monday morning
Slept well, breakfasted well, and then a long series of goodbyes. Harriet has
woken up to be greeted with the news that, just as they have gone to press, Don
Bradman has died. Fortunately, the printers have had the sense to hold off until
speaking to the editorial team, and the situation is under control.
I'm delighted to learn from Morrigan that the hotel are packaging up her zines
and mailing them back to the US for her, and that her bag back will be
considerably lighter.
I spend the morning saying goodbye to people, then the taxis arrive to take a
bunch of us to the station. We send people off on different trains, and one by
one people disappear. Three of us reach Cambridge station mid-afternoon, tired
but very happy.
I had a wonderful time, of course. I do wish I'd had more time to talk to
people, but it serves me right for rushing around so much and then crashing out
so early on the Sunday. I've been jaded about B7 for a little while now, and all
you fantastic, creative, intelligent people have fired my enthusiasm back to
normal (i.e. insane) levels once again.
So, despite the gut-wrenchingly awful nerves the conclusion has to be that
putting on a show and doing a bunch of panels are without a doubt one of the
best ways of spending a weekend. Thank god for the committee and all their hard
work.
Una
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In a message dated 2/26/01 1:23:03 PM Eastern Standard Time, Mac4781(a)aol.com
writes:
<< Those brief answers just might
indicate they don't want to be studied. Or as Sally very aptly put it-- "I
start feeling uncomfortable, a little like a lab rat who hasn't been asked
before the electrodes go in." >>
Yes, well, that was certainly *my* immediate thought in response to Fiona's
statements. Uh, maybe I don't want to be studied, especially in such a
manner. Maybe I also don'…
[View More]t want to have my motives for liking certain types
of fan fiction examined and I certainly don't particularly care to be *told*
why I like something and what that something "is" (in complete disagreement
to my own stated preferences and what *I* believe that something "is").
This is, in fact, the crux of the problem many fans had with Camille
Bacon-Smith and Henry Jenkins' books about fandom. Many fans were highly
offended that they had been part of some sort of "study." Personally, I have
never had a problem with either book or either author... but, then, both
authors had spoken directly to both Leah and myself and I remember even
signing a release with one of them. So, we *did* know what they were up to.
Apparently, there were a good number of fans who didn't know and didn't take
kindly to be the basis of someone's academic lab experiment.
Annie
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Una wrote:
>Sadly, I miss the fan fiction writing workshop ....
>I'd love to hear some reports from this.
Actually it was extremely disappointing. It was being run by someone B5 who
I didn't know, as well as Nickey Barnard, and no-one apart from the B5-er
(least of all Nickey) got a word in edgeways. Which wouldn't have been so
bad if the B5-er had had any interesting experience to share or any useful
things to say. We ended up with an inconclusive discussion over the
importance of …
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Tavia
(Laphroig in hand, cheers Una!)
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Thinking about the voyage of the London set me thinking about what made the
spaceships go in the future. It seems the Liberator was different - the
alien in Sarcophagus said that it could go indefinitely by recharging itself
(on what?), but we do not hear about this with the Federation ships. I
presume they do not …
[View More]use some type of petrol, as they would keep running out
in the middle of a battle. You can just imagine it - all pursuit ships
stranded somewhere and Travis having to walk back with an empty can! So
they must also have either had some sort of recharge facility, or else
refueling tankers every so often. I guess the London being a much slower
type of ship hardly used any juice of whatever sort, but you can hardly
imagine Servalan putting up with an 8 month trip - she seemd to be jetting
about all over the place. It can't have been some sort of drawing energy
directly from vacuum as that would imply limitless energy, but you never
hear of any of the ships either refuelling or doing anything similar. The
Liberator could recharge itself quite quickly.
Debbie
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I received a phone call from Diane Gies this evening. She was calling about a post that
appeared on this list in the past couple of days saying that the reason Horizon had a ban on
advertising Redemption was because of our policy on slash. Diane asked me if I would reply
on the list to correct that. I have no desire to open up old wounds and arguments,
especially just a day after getting back from what was one of the most exhausting but
enjoyable weekends of my life. Until this point, I also …
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year I have had with Diane over her policy on Redemption should not be aired on this list.
However, as she has asked me to do so, I will give an outline of what was said:
The official reason that Diane gave to us for refusing to publicise Redemption through
Horizon was because she regarded our policy on art as to be one that encouraged the use of
adult art, which she said was offensive to Horizon's honorary members. She came to this
conclusion because of a piece that appeared in the first progress report for Redemption 01
that said we were putting adult art into a separate category in the art show and that this
would be displayed separately so as not to offend anyone. This was also our policy for
Redemption 99, which was publicised in the Horizon newsletter and on the Horizon web site.
I explained both verbally and in writing to Diane that our policy was not to bar any
legitimate form of fannish expression and that the very reason we split the categories was
to protect those who found such art offensive and to ensure they weren't subjected to it by
accident. Diane said she didn't accept this reason and the ban was enforced, with no links
from the Horizon web site to Redemption (despite us having a link to Horizon) and no mention
in the Horizon email bulletin. There was technically also a ban in the newsletter, but has
that hasn't appeared for some time, that is largely academic. I understand the next issue is
about to be published.
It is ironic that, as it happened, there were no entries to segregate. However, I have no
regrets about our policy. The aim of Redemption is to encourage fannish expression in as
many ways as possible, and I believe we were successful in that aim. I am proud of what we
achieved last weekend and am looking forward, after a bit of a break, to creating a similar
and, hopefully, even better weekend in two years time in what will be the 25th Anniversary
Blake's 7 convention and the 10th Anniversary Babylon 5 convention.
I hope that Diane will rethink her policy and try to work with us to help make the event
even better, but we are not in the business of excluding and barring fannish expression.
--
cheers
Steve Rogerson
http://homepages.poptel.org.uk/steve.rogerson
Redemption: The Blake's 7 and Babylon 5 convention
21-23 February 2003, Ashford, Kent
http://www.smof.com/redemption
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