Random promotion: I love Dropbox. It just saved my hide when I turned out to have deleted some very important footnotes by allowing me to go back about forty versions and nearly a month to find an older file that had the footnotes. If you’re looking for a convenient cloud backup service, I recommend it highly. And if you join using this link,  I get extra space and so do you (250 mb to add to your free 2 gigs; they continue to give you the extra if you pay to upgrade, as I do). (I checked out Amazon’s cloud drive and just didn’t get it. As far as I could tell, you couldn’t upload whole folders that weren’t music folders, and then there didn’t seem to be automatic backup. If you just want to store stuff that you don’t alter, maybe it’s a good idea? But if you’re constantly revising files, and if you want to move whole folders around, it didn’t seem that easy, though it’s possible I’m just used to Dropbox. I have not tried Apple’s service.)

ignoring the obvious, the dead hand of the past, fan fiction and the law )
Help! You guys have extensive collective knowledge on which I wish to draw. I am looking for an example of a novel (in a pinch, a movie) in which a character has the name of a famous person, but is not supposed to be that famous person. So, Gary Coleman in Avenue Q isn’t right—even though the role was inaugurated by a woman, the script uses elements of the real Gary Coleman’s story. It’s okay if people in the story are aware of the famous person and talk about him/her; I just need it to be clear that Marilyn Monroe isn’t that Marilyn Monroe. Minor character or major character, it makes no difference as long as they share a name with a famous person. I greatly appreciate any help you can offer.

Pictorial law and the Tuskegee syphilis experiment )
This article is about Scientology, but this quote is priceless in any context: “After Haggis had emergency surgery, his doctor told him that it would be four or five months before he could work again: ‘It would be too much strain on your heart.’ He replied, ‘Let me ask you how much stress you think I might be under as I’m sitting at home while another director is finishing my fucking film!’”  I feel a kinship with this man.

It's a themed post!  In that it's about stuff circling around my core interests.

race and property; access to knowledge; the offensive internet; true porn clerk stories; the war on porn )
Dean reading
( Oct. 28th, 2010 08:32 pm)
Oh, The Event. It’s so cute how you use the right names for DC locations and yet show us a Metro and a city that are obviously not the stated locations.

Native Gothic, Incognegro, and Pink Pirates )
1. Here’s a kind of funny thing: google “begin optional trim.” It’s kind of comforting to know that, no matter how embarrassing your mistake, a couple of thousand people out there have made it too.

2. Confused RT is confused (Dreamwidth blather): )

3. Another quote for the SPN essay I’m not writing:

Judith Butler, Antigone’s Claim 71 (2000): “Consider that the horror of incest, the moral revulsion it compels in some, is not that far afield from the same horror and revulsion felt toward lesbian and gay sex, and is not unrelated to the intense moral condemnation of voluntary single parenting, or gay parenting, or parenting arrangements with more than two adults involved (practices that can be used as evidence to support a claim to remove a child from the custody of the parent in several states in the United States). These various modes in which the oedipal mandate fails to produce normative family all risk entering into the metonymy of that moralized sexual horror that is perhaps most fundamentally associated with incest.” (And hey, whoa, an intelligible Butler quote!)

4. Law book! )
Rivka as Wonder Woman
( Jul. 11th, 2004 09:55 pm)
The personal )

The political )

The prose )
I'm back! Actually, I'm now in Virginia – eek! – mostly settled in, which means that clothes are in dressers and books are on shelves, though paper and random bits of hardware remain strewn around lavishly. Also, we don't have a sofa for the living room, which means that the two end tables look kind of funny bracketing a sofa-shaped space. But I am hopeful that I'll soon have an ID card for my new job, and we've ordered a dishwasher and a microwave, which will improve matters considerably for me, since my "participation" in the kitchen is pretty much limited to washing dishes and reheating food. Z. has, after a number of difficulties imposed by uneven power and cable service, set up the entertainment center in the basement, which is now my space, so I can play (what I call) music or watch (crappy) television without bothering him.

It's cicada season here. I remember the cicadas from 17 years ago, when they last descended en masse, but they were a lot more fun when I was a kid and more into squishy things. One flew into my mouth yesterday. Not far, admittedly, but I did a great "Ack! Thhptt!" in response. In which I am Puritan and repressed )

In which I review some nonfiction )
Free to good home: Nearly complete set of videotapes of the X-Files, seasons 1-8, medium quality. Otherwise, they're probably going to be thrown out rather than wasting the space and carting them to Virginia. I also have tapes of S6 & 7 Buffy.

Yesterday, I had fries and chocolate mousse with two of the lovely women who welcomed me to fandom, long ago and far away. It was wonderful to meet two people who'd been so generous to me when I was a wee cowering fangirl. I remain amazed by the generosity of spirit and time to be found in fandom, not to mention expertise on a variety of topics.

Also, this weekend I read the novel of a friend of mine. Though I don't read death penalty books, I made an exception for his story of law, love, and the bargains we make in the shadow of both. My favorite quote comes from a hideous senior partner's reflections on the uselessness and simultaneous necessity of summer associates, law students hired to be wined and dined in an attempt to convince them that life as a real associate at the firm will be a permanent vacation. Their inexperience means that their work can't be trusted and certainly can't be billed to clients, so pro bono work (free legal representation for people who can't afford to pay) is the perfect solution. It makes them think the firm believes in public service; satisfies the firm's ethical obligations to provide pro bono services to the community; and gives them false hopes about the kind of work they'll be doing. And pro bono death penalty work – well, here's the quote: "Death penalty cases were ideal for these purposes, something the kids could get really excited about. Each summer had one, like a class project or a hamster brought in to delight kindergartners. Like kindergarten projects, the cases typically amounted to little, and like hamsters, the prisoners usually ended up dead." Watch this space for announcements when it's published.

nonfiction - dictionaries, lawyers, strippers, grammar, business, libraries )
Rivka as Wonder Woman
( May. 7th, 2004 10:26 am)
Even if you don't usually read book reviews, if you or anyone you love gardens (or eats meat), read this.

Richard Rhodes, Deadly Feasts: The "Prion" Controversy and the Public's Health: This is possibly the scariest book I've ever read. Transmissible spongiform encephalopathy, which you've probably heard most about in its guise of mad cow disease, is a disease that literally eats holes in the brains of its victims, killing them in a terrible fashion. We know how it spreads: it spreads through cannibalism and through eating animals that have been made into cannibals by modern food production techniques. It gets into the brain and starts converting normal proteins into agents of death, like Vonnegut's ice-9 converting regular water into an unmelting solid, through a process that may be the same as crystallization (which you might have done in high school chemistry, turning a supersaturated solution into a solid by dropping a seed crystal into the liquid). The agents that cause TSE's spread are virtually impervious to heat, radiation, formaldehyde, years of isolation, and freezing. And, even with the example of Britain, which ignored the problem for years until the infection was firmly established – and at what level, we still don't know, because infections began in the early 1980s and the incubation time can be 2-3 decades – America is taking the same ostrich-like stance, refusing to fund testing and even preventing ranchers from testing in some circumstances. Rhodes tells the medical detective story, starting with the epidemic of kuru among New Guinea cannibals in the 1950s and 1960s through modern understandings of TSEs, and along the way delivers a powerful indictment of government unwillingness to act in the face of a profitable production mechanism. I'll leave you with a bit of advice you may want to pass along, a quote from the book:
"You know the bone meal that people use on their roses?" Gajdusek asked me then. "It's made from downer cattle [cattle that sicken and die for no apparent reason, which sometimes are infected with TSE]. Ground extremely fine. The instructions on the bag warn you not to open it in a closed room. Gets up your nose."
The Nobel-laureate virologist who knows more than anyone else in the world about transmissible spongiform encephalopathy looked at me meaningfully. "Do you use bone meal on your roses?"
I told him I did.
He nodded. "I wouldn't if I were you."


other nonfiction )
Miss Parker, heroine
( Apr. 15th, 2004 02:34 am)
I went to two John Kerry events Wednesday night, forcing postponement of SV/Angel watching. Now, the only reason my picture isn't in the dictionary defining "shy" is that I'm too shy to be photographed, so this required serious fortitude in the face of multiple strangers in close quarters. Turns out I could have gone to the sit-down dinner, but by going to the lower-level shindig in the art gallery, featuring Chuck Schumer and Cam Kerry, I ran into an old friend, so that's okay.

Schumer was funny and talked a lot about judicial nominations, in deference to the lawyer-heavy audience at the art gallery. When he introduced Kerry at the dance club (the event for people younger and less generous than the people at the art gallery), he didn't talk about judges. Instead, he talked about the Sopranos, and got Steve Buscemi's first name wrong.

At the dance club, Kerry wasn't particularly inspiring, and he wanted to talk about health care, which didn't much energize the crowd, though they were willing to cheer for it anyway. I understand why Kerry's strategy can't be to say "vote for me because I'm not George W. Bush," but that's really why I was there. I wanted him to talk about Iraq and the economy – he did get around to the deficit, and the best part of his speech was when he got to foreign relations, pointed out that we need to have some support in the other 96% of the world, and then said "America should never go to war because it wants to. It should go to war only because it has to." That was a crowd-pleaser. There were too many jokes about the young folks getting drunk and forgetting what they'd heard, and there was a six-foot tall friendly joint in a sombrero painted on the wall near where we were standing (think Mr. Butts, Doonesbury's talking cigarette, and you'll get the idea), which I didn't think was exactly the right image. Then again, there was a lot of talk about 1968 ... Anyhow, I heard Kerry, even though I didn't quite see him, and that plus finding my old friend was worthwhile.

In the last bit of politics, I thought Tom Shales of the Washington Post had the best line on Bush's news conference: When Bush said "When I say something, I mean it," he said that the reporters were too polite to call out, "Then when are you going to say something?"

Then I watched SV & Angel. Loved them – no spoilers, but if the WB persists in calling new episodes "fresh" episodes, I won't answer for my actions. Not just in the on-screen bug, but every! damn! time! they came back from commercial.

In other news, the best line from last week's viewing of Jeremiah: Rivka: Would you like little marshmallows in your hot chocolate? [livejournal.com profile] geekturnedvamp: Is that a trick question?

Good point.

Westlake, SV tie-in, Macleod, Irresistable Forces, and nonfiction )
News and views:

First up, I am not going to be a reluctant New Yorker much longer. Z. got a tenure-track job near DC, so we are going home. We may have to live in Virginia (The horror! The horror! And believe you me, Heart of Darkness references are not much misplaced with respect to certain aspects of Virginia.), but we'll be in the greater DC area. I will greatly miss my colleagues and the wonderful fans of NY, people like [livejournal.com profile] cesperanza, [livejournal.com profile] astolat, [livejournal.com profile] geekturnedvamp, and many, many others. Also, I'll miss my 24-hour gym and the St. Agnes book sale. But I won't miss the crowds or the noise.

I celebrate by drawing down on my to-review pile; what, you didn't know I was a geek? Nonfiction, sf and mystery )

Coming soon: review essay on becoming a pornographer.
So, hypothetically, if a person were to be interested in trying this vidding stuff, and she possessed the following: (1) Apple iBook running OS X.2, (2) CD-R/DVD drive, and (3) ready cash – what else would she need? Specifically, what software to get video and what to manipulate it? What lists/journals should she be on/following?

And now, some special-interest books.Read more... )
Martha: when you're good to mama, mama's good to you
( Sep. 27th, 2003 04:28 pm)
Lots of nonfiction, much of it dancing around the theme of intellectual property and/or violent death:
Read more... )
Rivka as Wonder Woman
( Jul. 27th, 2003 12:59 am)
I had an amazing fannish day, including more promised cliche-fic and a reviewing of Pirates of the Carribean in which the greater-than-average-intelligence of the script was more clear than on first exposure. Unfortunately, I have yet to do anything about my faculty presentation on Tuesday, and I really need to circulate a paper first thing Monday, so it will be a busy Sunday. Of course, that's not going to stop me from writing the truly awful cliche-fic that staggered out from the deepest recesses of my brain like the bastard child of Frankenstein's monster and the Swamp Thing.

But first, a lot of books, most about history:
Read more... )
Rivka as Wonder Woman
( Jul. 24th, 2003 11:16 pm)
We went to see The Black Pirate tonight. Douglas Fairbanks was quite charming, though the stylized acting of silent films doesn't generally appeal to me. The film was only slightly gay: there was a great moment when Fairbanks traps his pirate friend – who's about to bring some food in to the beautiful captured princess – against the wall, with one arm on each side, and asks the friend if he believes in love at first sight. The audience reaction was massive, which gives further credence to my theory that, in a couple of decades, this period will be identified as the period in which homosexuality became part of American culture, in the sense that feminism is part of American culture – a major, acknowledged, but not uncontested, force.

In which I ramble about four books: Read more... )
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