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This morning I got a Discord message from someone I've chatted with briefly:

"hello, just wanted to ask since we have messages: would you mind if I drew some art based on Non Sun Dignus?
Andrej and Grimaldus have been living rent free in my head since I read it"

Ohhhh my gosh, I'm so excited! Even if nothing comes of it, just being asked is making me so happy. (And this is a legit artist, not one of those crappy AI scams.)

Crossing my fingers that they are inspired and that they end up making something!

Current Mood: hopeful

lannamichaels

Title: Drabble: Anti-Brooklynians.
Author:

lannamichaels
Fandom: Captain America
Rating: G
Archives: Archive Of Our Own, SquidgeWorld

Summary: Aliens wrote Shakespeare, the Earl of Oxford built the pyramids, and Steve Rogers was never Captain America.

( I started this in 2019 and then ignored it every time I saw it instead of getting it to fit wordcount )

artemisdart

I can't believe I never posted an entry about the second fic I ever published to AO3, "Pocket Too Deep for Play," which I wrote in the fandom "陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)." I published the first three chapters of this back on April 8, 2023, and posted a chapter once a week after that. I finished it up on July 9, 2023, and that included a vacation out of state in which I needed to pre-write the chapter and then post it from the hotel room while on my way out the door somewhere!

Writing this fic was formative for me. It helped me establish my desired cadence of updating -- ideally, one chapter every weekend until it's done -- and it helped me figure out my authorial voice when it comes to summaries and author's notes. I tossed in random bits of pop culture that were amusing me at the time. I also used Chapter 14 as a way to try to reconcile the Christian faith of my childhood with accepting and approving of same-sex relationships, via going back to the original Bible verses.

The fic is a modern AU college gender-swapped retelling of The Untamed's main romance between Lan Zhan and Wei Ying. Parallels between my retelling and the original story:

Lan Zhan is the captain of the women's lacrosse team, sweeping across the opposing players with her stick. This mirrors how Lan Zhan in the original would sweep across fields of bad guys with his sword

She comes from money and has her own apartment off-campus. She drives a hybrid electric car and has expensive things.

Wei Ying is the disowned adoptive child of an extremely image-focused "Christian" Chinese-American mom who is the queen bee at her church. The mom has used Christianity to control the family and abuse Wei Ying, since she favors her two bio kids. The father does nothing about any of this.

Since Wei Ying was kicked out of the family (unfairly, I need hardly add), she's been living in shared housing with Wen Qing and Wen Ning, and working in a sex toy shop while trying to complete her classes. She doesn't have a car at all, and gets around by biking everywhere and showing up sweaty and late. (This mirrors how post-core-extraction Wei Ying can't fly on his sword anymore and refuses to admit it.)

I'm drawing parallels between sex and sex toys, which Wei Ying's conservative Christian mother would never accept, and the original Wei Ying's path of ghost cultivation, which is unfairly maligned as "demonic cultivation" even though it was never anything of the sort.

I have Nie Huaisang as Wei Ying's childhood friend who is now fabulously nonbinary and queer and who throws fabulous parties and gives good advice.

I have Lan Huan, Lan Zhan's older brother, dating Nie Mingjue off-screen. He swoops in for a scene or two, is delighted that his little sister is finally noticing someone 'that way,' and tries to help her out.

I have Lan Qiren as the benevolent uncle who, in this retelling, had to grapple with his previous beliefs when Lan Huan came out as gay. Qiren has more than come to terms with it, and is the vehicle for the aforementioned Bible-verse showdown with Wei Ying's adoptive mom. I think more fics should treat Qiren as a benevolent force, which he clearly COULD have been if he'd chosen to.

I put in lots of my own remembered baggage around dressing up nice and pretty for church even though that's not what you're really like on the inside (Wei Ying); coming to terms with having sexual urges even though it's new and scary to you (Lan Zhan), getting drunk and making out with the wrong people to prove a hazy point to yourself (Wei Ying), and being extremely jealous (Lan Zhan). To me, all of those seemed fairly in line with the original characters.

I was particularly pleased by my handling of the supporting cast in this fic. In a way, the side characters matter more than the two mains, because our two mains would never have 'sealed the deal' if not for the side characters helping them out. I wanted to make my readers wonder if there were people obviously needing help in their own lives that maybe they could help out a bit. We should all strive to be actors for good, like Huaisang or Qiren or Jiang Yanli in this fic of mine, and not actors for evil, like Wei Ying's mom Yu Ziyuan, or people who are too passive to do anything at all, like Jiang Fengmian.

Lan Zhan is autistic, only since it's set in modern day America, she actually knows she's autistic and has received multiple years of interventions to help her function in basic life. The original Lan Zhan didn't get that.

Wei Ying pretty clearly has ADHD and is struggling. I hope that with the increased resources she'll have access to by her association with the supportive Lan family, she'll be able to get some help that will make her life easier.

Jiang Cheng wants to be a good brother to Wei Ying, but the one time he shows up at her shared housing, he clashes with her. This mirrors Jiang Cheng in the original showing up outside the Burial Mounds and fighting with Wei Ying (my version has less blood, though). He also sees Wen Qing and is smitten with her, and I hint that something might happen there. In fact, in my headcanon about my own story that I didn't actually put in the story, the reason Jiang Cheng doesn't show up for the Easter service is because he's all sweaty and fucked-out after an EXCELLENT first date with Wen Qing, and he decides that his mom can go pound rocks for once.

The sex scenes were pretty basic. I was worried that after the summary, people might expect more spice, but I did what I could. The focus of the story turned out to NOT be the vibrating vaginal eggs that Wei Ying was experimenting with (my parallel for ghost cultivation), but rather, the obligations that we have to show up for each other even when it's hard.

(But there were also sex scenes with vibrating vaginal eggs, lol.)

Overall, I was pleased with this story, which stretched my abilities during the course of writing it.

Pocket Too Deep for Play
Author: ArtemisDart
Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
Ship: Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 57,566

Summary: Wei Ying drew in another breath. “I just need someone to, like, be accountable to. And you are very, very accountable-to-able. Responsible. All those -able words. You probably have a spreadsheet to keep track of all your spreadsheets! I know if you were the one I had to report my results to, you would make sure they were all sorted out. Right?”

“So, you want me to be your scientific research supervisor for your non-University-approved sex toy experiments on yourself?” Lan Zhan’s eyes dipped back down to Wei Ying’s throat again for some reason.

“Well, when you put it that way –”

“I accept.” Lan Zhan sat back in her chair, crossing her arms.

I haven't wanted to revisit The Untamed fandom since publishing this, partly since there are already so many stories for this ship that more of mine would feel superfluous to me. I was also concerned that I wouldn't be able to get the details of Chinese culture correct if I wrote more stories. That's one reason I set this one in modern America, and specifically in a college setting. I understand that setting and can write about it easily without having to do too much research.

Instead, after this, I moved into the fandom for the Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, which seemed to need my services a lot more than the fandom for The Untamed. But I'll always have a soft spot for Lan Zhan / Wei Ying in my heart.

Current Mood: satisfied

$artemisdart: (fractal)$

artemisdart

Yesterday and today I spent a couple of hours getting my relational database back into sync. Somehow, I was 5 kudos off -- but it wasn't as simple as just missing a single day when 5 guests had left kudos on a single work. Oh, no. There were 14 different works that were slightly off -- one too many here, one too few there. Some of the discrepancies were in guest kudos counts, but others were in named kudos-leavers.

So I laid it all out in a spreadsheet, then went through systematically and resolved the discrepancies. In some cases, I'm certain that I mistakenly attributed a kudos to work "45" when it should have been work "42" -- those numbers matched up exactly. In other cases it was a bit more involved to untangle what the kudos log should have in it.

One interesting thing was that as I went through the list of kudos-leavers on a few of these works, I found some renames. That is, I had them logged as one username back when they left their kudos, but now their username is different. (I know it's the same user because of where it sits in the chronological list of kudos-leavers on my fic.) So I performed several renames in my database, although of course I'll never be able to get them all. It's very possible that someone could leave a kudos, I could log it, then they could change their name and leave another kudos on a different work, and I could log that too, thinking it's a different user. I would never discover the discrepancy unless I happened to be comparing the list of kudos-leavers against my database, which I'm not going to do for over 7K kudos, haha! So me catching those and correcting them will probably be the exception, not the rule. Then again, most people don't change their usernames.

Anyway! No one cares about this but me, but I'm writing it down anyway because I love my database. I'm regularly dumping all four tables to Excel and saving them to cloud storage, along with my SQL queries, in case something awful happens to this laptop and I lose it. That way, I could still reconstruct the database on another platform.

I would venture to guess that I'm one of the only people in the world who has built a relational database just to track her AO3 kudos and wordcounts. That makes me a giant in my field! (a giant nerd, and proud of it!)

Current Mood: pleased

artemisdart

Look at this beautiful art that I commissioned silksap to make for me! It's Millicent, curled up around Captain Cardinal's signature red stormtrooper helmet. I love this image, and I love how content and relaxed Millie looks.

Cardinal must have been in Hux's quarters for awhile, helmet off, in order for Millicent to have had enough time to get comfortable enough with the helmet to fall asleep around it. What are he and the General discussing, I wonder...?

Credit: silksap on Tumblr

Current Mood: bouncy

artemisdart

The authors in the Just Unrequited exchange have been revealed, so I can finally write about the two fics I contributed!

First off, my main assignment. I was willing to write for either the ship "Perrin Fertha for Mon Mothma/Tay Kolma," "Tay Kolma for Mon Mothma," or "Syril Karn for Dedra Meero." When it came right down to it, I felt that I'd already explored Syril for Dedra in the fic Heard But Not Seen, so I decided to write for Perrin for Mon/Tay.

I wrote the first two chapters all at once, as one thing, and was all ready to publish it that way...

... but then I thought, Wouldn't this be a bit better with a little bit more? So I broke up what I'd already written into two, and added a third chapter. I think it's good this way, although perhaps Chapters 1 and 2 are a bit more of their own "thing." I hope Chapter 3 doesn't feel like an add-on.

A Moment of Pleasing Sensation
Author: ArtemisDart
Fandom: Andor (TV)
Ships: Perrin Fertha/Mon Mothma, Perrin Fertha/Mon Mothma/Tay Kolma (unrequited)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 12,413

Summary: Perrin jumps to a few conclusions about what his wife might be up to with her banking 'friend.'

I took the title from the speech Perrin gives at Leida and Stekan Skuldun's wedding. From that speech, you can see that Perrin really doesn't have many convictions left in life -- perhaps he did, once, but not anymore. Now, all he can see to grasp at are fleeting moments of pleasure.

I feel sorry for Perrin, and I tried to show how if he'd made different decisions at any point, maybe he could have unlocked what Mon was really doing -- what she was really struggling with. He could have helped, if only he'd been less self-centered! But, as things were, he continued on in his pampered, elevated life, completely ignorant of the struggles and sacrifices his wife was making behind his back. In the end, he failed at being a good husband (and, I'd argue, also at being a good father -- I didn't see him trying to bring much harmony to the Mon / Leida conflict).

Perrin, to me, is a tragic figure, and I tried to show that (amidst all the smut, haha!).

The second fic I wrote was a pinch hit, and I wrote it entirely on my phone! That was manageable -- barely -- for a fic less than 4K words... but I certainly wouldn't want to write anything longer than that this way. Ugh. I didn't get carpal tunnel, but a few more weeks of that nonsense and I might have. Do not recommend!

I had been eyeing this pinch hit for a week before actually picking it up, waiting for the deadline to pass and a new deadline for pinch hits to be announced. Once that happened, I had 5 more days than I would have if I'd signed up before. So I pounced on it right away -- I think I claimed this pinch hit within an hour of it going live.

I'd packed a book on troubadour poetry to take on my trip, just in case I could pick up this pinch hit. So then I went through it and typed three poems into my phone -- ugh, including odd spacing choices, which was a pain because I needed to use & nbsp ; for each one -- and then wrote around those poems. At intervals, I'd save the whole thing into my Notes app, just in case I accidentally blanked it out on AO3. What a pain!

I thought this could have had a stronger ending, but all my ideas for that would have spun it out into several thousand more words, and I couldn't get that done in just a few days while on vacation and having no laptop.

All the World's Joys
Author: ArtemisDart
Fandom: Original Work
Ship: Medieval troubadour/Lady of the castle whose husband is away at war
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 3,853

Summary: Raimon de Miraval is a young troubadour who's choosing to end his apprenticeship early and stay behind at Montreuil Castle... for entirely the wrong reason.

The name of the wrong reason? Alienor de Montreuil — virtuous, beautiful, and wedded to the lord of the castle.

Funnily enough, these two fics of mine were the two longest in the entire exchange, believe it or not! It makes me wonder whether "unrequited" fics are naturally shorter than others. Perhaps that's the case...??

All in all, a successful exchange! I've been enjoying reading many of the other contributions to the collection!

Current Mood: satisfied

lannamichaels

I'm not sure if it's a sign of improving mental health (less hoarding/control tendencies!) or a sign of worsening mental health (lack of interest/care about things) in that after discovering that, no, even logging in with my RSS reader to ao3 won't make archive-locked fics show up in RSS feed, my reaction is: eh, that's the author's problem that I never see their fic, not mine.

I fully disagree with a lot of the reasons people lock their fic on ao3 (especially the way many people on tumblr frame it as them being "forced" to do so) but hey, it's their decision.

Once upon a time, if you wanted people to see your fic, you would do things about it. Maybe you'd send it to a mailing list. Maybe you'd post on a LJ community.

And now what people seem to do a lot of is just post it to ao3 and never crosspost about it anywhere. Their assumption is, you'll see it on Ao3.

But I don't. Because a small one fandom archive, sure, I could look at it every so often and see the what's new.

But I'm following a lot of ao3 tags and I am not checking ao3 for 1) any locked fics, which don't show up in RSS, 2) any fics posted to collections which, because of changes ao3 made years ago, do not show up in the feed if there are 20 fics posted since that was posted.

And once upon a time, I was like "I need to see all these fics, especially ones in tiny fandoms I'd never see otherwise!"

And now I'm just like. Meh. That's their problem that I'll never see their fic, not mine.

Possibly this is because my "to read" list is so very very long and so is my author subscription emails that haven't been read yet.

But also it's like. If you make it hard for me to find your fic. Then you're just like those people back on LJ who would post a fic to a community with a note that they were going to friends-lock the fic after 3 days, and if you want to see previous ones in the series, you have to get them to add you to their friends list.

Because honestly why bother. If you're going to make it hard for me to read your fic, then clearly you don't want me personally to read it, and that's okay. There's plenty of others, from people who aren't making it hard.

Because, no, I am not going to be checking every single ao3 tag even monthly for archive locked/collections fics. I'm sure some people are checking them frequently. Those people will read your fic. And that's fine, honestly.

But I'm not putting in the work. And if I miss the world's great fic because I don't see it, then yeah, okay. That's fine. Go with god, do your own thing. Not my problem.

elrhiarhodan

Title: From All The Spaces Between Times
Chapter: Chapter 50 - Let Us Remember the Things We Hold On To
Author:

elrhiarhodan /

elrhiarhodan
Fandom: Star Wars, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars — Obi Wan Kenobi (TV), Star Wars — Jedi Apprentice Books
Characters Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn, Shmi Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker, Watto, Quinlan Vos, Padmé Amidala, Sabé, Darth Maul, Yoda, Mace Windu, Adi Gallia, Quinlan Vos, Professor Huyang, The Force, Plo Koon, Vokara Che, Siri Tachi, Aayla Secura, Bant Eerin, Bruck Chun, Xanatos du Crion, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Hego Damask II | Darth Plagueis, Komari Vosa, Bail Prestor Organa, Bail Antilles Prestor, Rael Averross, Nim Piana, Original Characters, Other Characters To Be Added
Pairings: Obi-Wan Kenobi & Shmi Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Qui-Gon Jinn, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, eventual Obi-Wan/Qui-Gon Jinn (we’re arrived)
Word Count: ~ 5000 this chapter
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: Graphic depictions of extreme sexual encounters between original characters. Angry Obi-Wan to the rescue.

Summary: Obi-Wan Kenobi has never known it, but he has always been the Force’s Champion, destined to suffer infinite sadness in defense of the Light. On his last turn on the wheel, responsibility for The Chosen One, the false child of prophecy, had been thrust upon him with no warning, and Darkness held the upper hand.

But this time, the Force has marshaled its power and will protect its Champion until the time is right, no matter how long Obi-Wan has to wait and how much he has to suffer.

Or,

Obi-Wan is reborn as a twelve-year old.

He wakes up on a slavers’ ship, with all of his prior life’s memories intact, and he’s bound for Tatooine with a Force-inhibitor collar around his neck, a bomb implanted in his spine, and no way of knowing what state of the Galaxy is in.

Just another day in the life of the Force’s Champion.

Chapter Summary: Obi-Wan goes to visit Bruck, who drops a bombshell on him.

And half a galaxy away, Dooku gets a comm message from someone he doesn’t expect.

From All The Spaces Between Times —Chapter 50 - Let Us Remember the Things We Hold On To (On AO3)

( Meta — Chapter 50 - Let Us Remember the Things We Hold On To )

tropicsbear

The Substance (9/10)

Watched this in theaters a while back with Doctor Cousin and completely forgot to write about it! I was cleaning up the file I use for entry drafts and saw my notes for the movie, so I took that as a sign to make a post.

I’d actually never heard of this movie until Doctor Cousin asked me if I was interested in catching it while it was still showing. A quick internet search later—a horror movie! Yay!—and I was coordinating schedules with her. I miss watching horror movies on the big screen, y’all. Truly a different experience.

The movie is, to quote from Wikipedia, about the “societal pressures on women’s bodies and aging” with the associated fear and anxiety cranked up to 100 then mixed with a lot of blood and grotesque imagery. Definitely skip it if you’re not a fan of gore or needles. I’ve got a high-ish tolerance for gore thanks to Saw, but the needles stressed me out.

( Cut for length and mild spoilers. )

Random stuff:

Both surprised and unsurprised to find out that the director for this—Coralie Fargeat—was also behind Revenge. Fargeat has a very distinct visual flair, I think.
Dennis Quaid’s extreme close-ups while he pissed and while he annihilated shrimp were far more disturbing to me than any of the gore scenes.

artemisdart

Today is my 50th birthday!

I didn't meet the goal of posting 1.5 million words on AO3 by today. My total is currently 1,477,690, which is 98.5% of the way there.

If I hadn't been away from home for the past 11 days I probably could have done it, but I was, so I couldn't. But that's fine; it was an arbitrary goal in the first place!

Today I'm flying from my vacation to a business conference, so I'm still not home yet. Soon I'll be reunited with my personal laptop and the Scrivener files on it... soon!!!

Current Mood: hopeful

artemisdart

The Just Unrequited exchange went live, so I can talk about the gift I received!

During the nomination phase of the exchange, I nominated the ship "Wicked Queen for her Virgin Princess Bride" as an Original Work ship. And that's what my giver chose to write, giving me a poignant thwarted love story taking place over the course of years, done in fewer than 3k words.

To the Winner
Author: nununununu
Fandom: Original Work
Ship: Wicked Queen/Virgin Princess Bride
Rating: General
No Archive Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 2,230

Summary: Helenalin had everything she had ever wanted.

~

Except, as it turned out, she didn't.

I thought this was quite well done, especially for a story taking place over such a long time period. That's difficult to do!

Current Mood: pleased

lannamichaels

Oaths are over, on to Strange Work! I'm very excited for Avodah Zarah, because I failed out of Avodah Zarah last cycle so that means that the beginning part is going to be review. Also because "I'm doing Avodah Zarah" jokes never ever get old. I also anticipate not quite Kesuvos levels of not spelling the masechta name consistently, but those ending h's are a deliberate choice made for consistency for this paragraph that may not ever get repeated.

Here are my remaining notes on Shevuos:

( Read more... )

elrhiarhodan

Title: From All The Spaces Between Times
Chapter: Chapter 49 - The Ways of Life are Tangled and Entangled, a Knot That Cannot Be Undone
Author:

elrhiarhodan /

elrhiarhodan
Fandom: Star Wars, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars — Obi Wan Kenobi (TV), Star Wars — Jedi Apprentice Books
Characters Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn, Shmi Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker, Watto, Quinlan Vos, Padmé Amidala, Sabé, Darth Maul, Yoda, Mace Windu, Adi Gallia, Quinlan Vos, Professor Huyang, The Force, Plo Koon, Vokara Che, Siri Tachi, Aayla Secura, Bant Eerin, Bruck Chun, Xanatos du Crion, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Hego Damask II | Darth Plagueis, Komari Vosa, Bail Prestor Organa, Bail Antilles Prestor, Rael Averross, Nim Piana, Original Characters, Other Characters To Be Added
Pairings: Obi-Wan Kenobi & Shmi Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Qui-Gon Jinn, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, eventual Obi-Wan/Qui-Gon Jinn (we’re getting closer)
Word Count: ~ 5100 this chapter
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None

Summary: Obi-Wan Kenobi has never known it, but he has always been the Force’s Champion, destined to suffer infinite sadness in defense of the Light. On his last turn on the wheel, responsibility for The Chosen One, the false child of prophecy, had been thrust upon him with no warning, and Darkness held the upper hand.

But this time, the Force has marshaled its power and will protect its Champion until the time is right, no matter how long Obi-Wan has to wait and how much he has to suffer.

Or,

Obi-Wan is reborn as a twelve-year old.

He wakes up on a slavers’ ship, with all of his prior life’s memories intact, and he’s bound for Tatooine with a Force-inhibitor collar around his neck, a bomb implanted in his spine, and no way of knowing what state of the Galaxy is in.

Just another day in the life of the Force’s Champion.

Chapter Summary: Back on Coruscant, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan slip back into their roles as Master and Apprentice, reconnecting with their Jedi family, catching up on everything that’s happened in their three months’ absence.

From All The Spaces Between Times —Chapter 49 - The Ways of Life are Tangled and Entangled, a Knot That Cannot Be Undone (On AO3)

( Meta — Chapter 49 - The Ways of Life are Tangled and Entangled, a Knot That Cannot Be Undone )

artemisdart

Today is the newest federal holiday in the US: Juneteenth, or June 19, the day in 1865 when Major General Gordon Granger ordered the final enforcement of the Emancipation Proclamation in Texas at the end of the American Civil War.

1865 wasn't long ago at all. I'm currently on vacation in a major East Coast city with many buildings older than that. And then there's the art I've been looking at in the museums. Yesterday I read a poem from the 12th century, looked at illuminated manuscripts from the 13th, and saw an exhibit of Jane Austen ephemera; she died in 1817.

Yesterday, an irate black man, who was angry that my girlfriend wasn't paying attention to him, started yelling at us. He accused us of racism; he expostulated that we must be thinking the N-word about him, and yelled at us to just say it out loud.

We weren't thinking about the fact that he was black; we just wanted to be left in peace to navigate to the next tourist attraction without being interrupted by angry, entitled men of *any* skin color! It's a little known fact that women actually don't owe men our attention!

Although my own family didn't intersect with the institution of slavery as far as I know, I know my white ancestors benefitted from it in a million difficult to describe ways. Slavery is often mentioned as America's "original sin," but I found this passage from "'Original Sin,' Slavery, and American Innocence" by John Patrick Leary to be illuminating:

"And this distancing effect was precisely why the phrase first gained favor — among antebellum slavery apologists. One of these, the philosopher Thomas R. Dew of William & Mary, conceded cleverly in 1831 that slavery was a sin, but it was an original sin — in other words, not a sin you can do anything about. Because ending slavery would bring ruination upon slaveowners and (Professor Dew thought) slaves alike, the greater sin would be emancipation."

Ouch.

I am not be able to do much about undoing the legacy of chattel slavery at my micro level. If I had tried to argue with yesterday's angry yelling man and explain to him that we're not racist against him, we just don't know who he is and don't care to learn since he is a stranger to us and we are there for tourism, that wouldn't have improved the situation at all. So we left as quickly as possible, no doubt leaving in his mind the impression that he ran into two racist white bitches who were thinking the N-word about him.

The effects of chattel slavery in this country still linger. Although in some ways it's remarkable that America was able to end it in just 2 generations from the foundation of the country, in other ways it's remarkable how much its legacy still shapes people today. I can 100% guarantee that both my girlfriend and I have benefitted immensely from white privilege, while yesterday's angry yelling man has been harmed all throughout his life, most likely starting even before he was born.

If we could all sit down and talk it out I'm sure we could be friendly, but that wasn't going to happen while he was yelling slurs at us.

Anyway, today is Juneteenth. I hope angry yelling man has a community where he can be among people where he feels safe, and that he can get some good food today (the holiday is primarily celebrated with food).

Current Mood: contemplative

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