don't forget to watch the movie

So I've been reading these posts by hederahelix, parts one and two, and she's thoughtful and she's made me think about all sorts of things. She talks about privilege, and listening, and in a post inspired by race it really made me think about my own heterosexual privilege (which I'll talk about another time), but the first thing I want to talk about is this:

If there’s anything I’ve learned from my fen friends of color, it’s that I’m more likely to get listened to when I say something about race than they are.

You can't look at my lj, or at my style of typing, and tell that I am fen of colour over the internets. So I wear my colour on my sleeve: I post stories about little Chinese girls, encourage people to learn about Chinese New Year and the things that I find important, talk about racism in my life. And I'm clearly not hiding my ethnicity at all, and in fact I'm actively encouraging people to look at my ethnicity, because if I didn't, then you couldn't see it.

So now I'm wondering how much hederahelix's point applies in an internets only context. Ignoring whatever Fan A's argument is, and whatever Fan B's argument is, is either one more likely to be heard because of the colour of their skin? I want to say no, because how can you tell? But I don't want to say yes, either, because who am I to make these sweeping judgement calls? I'm just some chick on the internet.

welcome to frontline

My partner was ill today, took the day off work, so when I got home from work instead of doing anything useful we sat on the couch and mainlined season three of Frontline. It's probably funnier now than it was to me back then, because when I first watched it I was only twelve, but holy crap it's awesome.

Did I get her some flowers?
Yes. And a card. It was very nice of you.


I find myself in the bizarre position of wanting to write fic for this show, though noone would be interested in it but for me (and perhaps mandysbitch). I have these pictures in my head, of Emma fighting with Prowsey and being awesome, and of Mike being a shit and I don't need to write fic for this show, that's really ridiculous and I could never do it justice.

I had forgotten, in the years since Good Guys, Bad Guys and The Castle, just how much I used to love Alison Whyte and Tiriel Mora.

We've just finished watching season three, and I want to go back to season one and start again.