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nyykiIn class last night, we had three presentations. The culture of GLBT, Goth, and Punk.
The GLBT presentation got me ticked because it dealt with Lesbian Seperatists and the "Womyn's Music" movement. I don't like bigots. Never have. And my view on prejudice is pretty simple -- if you use skin color or biological gender to affect a decision in any way, (with very few notable exceptions) then you're racist or sexist. The only place where I make an exception to this is when it deals with biology. And that can still be slippery.
Then, I got another shot of annoyance in the Goth presentation. I despise the band My Chemical Romance. Being both shouted at and whined at over rather uninventive rhythm tracks is annoying enough, but I also have bad memories about the song used as an example last night, I'm Not Okay. A former friend of mine, though she knew I hated the band and the song, liked to play it very loud in her car when I was with her and sing it too. Singing to the radio is a pet peeve of mine, especially when the singer has poor technique. Call me an elitist if you like, but I tend to think of recorded music as a listening experience, not a participatory one. The band is an Emo one, not Goth, (What's the difference between Emo and Goth? Fashion Sense, the Emo's have none)and the person presenting decided, for some unfathomable reason, to play the entire song, which she didn't do with any other work.
Then I had the most annoying dream last night. In the dream I got hired to work in a travel agency that was being set up as an in-house agency for a company housed in an old school. It was bad enough that they put us in student desks with the computers on the desk surface in an old classroom, but the woman running the agency didn't know how to do so, and when I started talking to her about some of the things we needed to make sure we did, she dismissed them as meaningless. When I told her that we needed to do this so people would know about flight changes and such, she waved it off as unnecessary, saying, "It'll work itself out." So I woke up out of sorts. Argh. Damn my subconscious.
And after such a nice weekend. Ah well, at least we're almost at the end of the semester.
The GLBT presentation got me ticked because it dealt with Lesbian Seperatists and the "Womyn's Music" movement. I don't like bigots. Never have. And my view on prejudice is pretty simple -- if you use skin color or biological gender to affect a decision in any way, (with very few notable exceptions) then you're racist or sexist. The only place where I make an exception to this is when it deals with biology. And that can still be slippery.
Then, I got another shot of annoyance in the Goth presentation. I despise the band My Chemical Romance. Being both shouted at and whined at over rather uninventive rhythm tracks is annoying enough, but I also have bad memories about the song used as an example last night, I'm Not Okay. A former friend of mine, though she knew I hated the band and the song, liked to play it very loud in her car when I was with her and sing it too. Singing to the radio is a pet peeve of mine, especially when the singer has poor technique. Call me an elitist if you like, but I tend to think of recorded music as a listening experience, not a participatory one. The band is an Emo one, not Goth, (What's the difference between Emo and Goth? Fashion Sense, the Emo's have none)and the person presenting decided, for some unfathomable reason, to play the entire song, which she didn't do with any other work.
Then I had the most annoying dream last night. In the dream I got hired to work in a travel agency that was being set up as an in-house agency for a company housed in an old school. It was bad enough that they put us in student desks with the computers on the desk surface in an old classroom, but the woman running the agency didn't know how to do so, and when I started talking to her about some of the things we needed to make sure we did, she dismissed them as meaningless. When I told her that we needed to do this so people would know about flight changes and such, she waved it off as unnecessary, saying, "It'll work itself out." So I woke up out of sorts. Argh. Damn my subconscious.
And after such a nice weekend. Ah well, at least we're almost at the end of the semester.
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Any *REAL* goth
Date: 2008-04-24 12:22 am (UTC)Ja
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