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Backport in Second Gear

Filed Under (General, Musing) by Morbid Romantic on 29-12-2006
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I’ve realized that I would rather waste my life away than do something worthwhile.

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A million things to do…

Filed Under (General) by Morbid Romantic on 29-12-2006
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But, I’ve finally gotten all of my essays online. They’re all the various things I’ve written in school, so you can be sure that they’re mostly Political Science, History, Art, or Geography related. Seriously, though, I think they’re all interesting reads. Then again, I WOULD, wouldn’t I? I wrote them, after all.

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She’s at it again!

Filed Under (General, Musing) by Morbid Romantic on 27-12-2006
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Listening to the Pet Shop Boys all day kinda makes me want to be a gay man even more.

I’m reading a book called The Nanjing Massacre: A Japanese Journalist Confronts Japan’s National Shame by Katsuichi Honda. I’ve only read the first chapter and it’s gruesome. The book assumes that the reader has some foreknowledge about the pre-WWII state of the Asian continent, of course, and has a basic knowledge of Japanese military history and such previous movements as the Marco Polo Incident (7/7 Incident), which they mention in passing but is important because it was, for all intents and purposes, the beginning of the invasion (or, as the Japanese like to call it, the advance). Fortunately, I know all of this already.

I remember reading (years and years ago) a Chinese story called Love in a Fallen City (at least, that’s what I remember the title as). I believe it takes place just before and during the 1941 Japanese invasion and subsequent occupation of Hong Kong. It’s a love story, above all, but it’s also about the complex integration and recapturing of the main characters ‘Chinese self’ in the modern world. During the bombing scene, I remember wanting to cry. Not because of the horror of the bombing. It was because during it, she waited knowing that he’d come back for her. Instead of running, she stayed there for him. I wasn’t caught up in the romantic sentiment of it, but the devotion and fortitude it takes to face horror on the basis of one simple hope. It made me wish that I could be strong like that. It’s my tendency to cling to the bad instead of floating on those small fractured splinters of what hope I have remaining in me for what life can become.

I want an iPod Nano. Oh! I finally upgraded my iTunes to 7.0.2.16. It’s a pretty awesome upgrade. Definitely cleaner and more professional looking:


I was worried that my Scrobbler wouldn’t work with the upgrade. Thankfully, it still works perfectly.

I’m bored of writing now.

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I saw shirts I want!

Filed Under (General) by Morbid Romantic on 25-12-2006
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I know, I know… fill one hand with want…

I want this one here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.

Especially, this one.

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History in Film- Gladiator

Filed Under (General) by Morbid Romantic on 24-12-2006
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Bored, bored, bored…

I wrote this paper a year ago for my HIST201 class, Historical Methods, a class designed for the purpose of teaching history students how to read and interpret history. It’s a required class and a prerequisite for entering higher level history classes were such abilities are necessary for writing term papers.

Ridley Scott’s Gladiator takes place during the second century AD of the Roman Empire. It begins during the reign of the Emperor-Philosopher Marcus Aurelius, a sickly man fighting the Germanic barbarians hounding the extensive borders of the empire. Wishing to see Rome return to the purer days of its republic rather than give his son Commodus the title of Emperor, Marcus designates his favorite general, Maximus, to see that Rome is given back to the Senate. Commodus, hearing of the plan to oust him, murders his father and sends Maximus to be killed. But, the general escapes, wounded, and ends up in a slave market in an African province of Rome. It’s there that he is bought by a Gladiator trainer. Desperate for his revenge, Maximus is determined to work his way up in Gladiatorial fame that so that fate would one day place him side by side with the Emperor Commodus. Then, he could seek revenge. Within this intricate plot of murder, betrayal, and revenge, how good is the film Gladiator from a historical standpoint?

The Roman Empire is portrayed, as much as a film can portray anything with pictures instead of words, as a massive body of land so large that it’s made up of a variety of people and places that would otherwise have no connection with one other. To understand the power of the Roman Empire is to know how large and encompassing it was. Scott shows the extent of Rome through the varied locations his scenes take place in. The movie begins in the unpopulated forest lands where a war with the Germanic people is being fought. Then, there is the glorious capital with tall buildings and the famous Colosseum. Stretching the empire even further, the film takes the viewer to Africa, to a place so unlike the capital yet still a part of the same empire, and to farmland in Spain. This gives scope to the true size of the empire, which serves to reflect the majesty of its time.

But to tell the story, Scott did have to sacrifice a lot of fact and history. The plot would not have run so smoothly, or been as interesting if he had not done so. For example, the film begins with a major battle between the Germanic barbarians and the Roman troops. The Emperor sits on the sidelines watching. In reality, no major battle such as this took place before the death of Marcus Aurelius. But, the film-maker could hardly stick to historical accuracy and show a series of small battles. It would have nothing to do with the plot, stretch the movie out in time, and no doubt bore many viewers. Instead, Scott made a compromise between history and entertainment, and condensed it all into one action packed scene that served the purpose of informing viewers that Rome was, in fact, having trouble with outside barbarians. It also expressed Rome’s constant quest to expand itself, and show the differences between the Roman army and others of the time. It was short, sweet, encompassing, and effective. Real history, unfortunately, would not have been.

Scott also sacrifices history in his characterizations. Maximus is an entirely made up character. That the plot centers around him automatically means that the plot is also highly made up of fiction. But Marcus Aurelius and Commodus are real figures in Roman history. Just as the movie portrayed him, Marcus Aurelius is a philosopher who fought the Germanic barbarians to preserve his empire. And Commodus was a youth that loved the blood and sport of the gladiator arena. These are truths. But, Scott took license with his depictions of these historical figures. Marcus Aurelius never wished to see Rome return to the Senate. Also untrue to history, Commodus didn’t kill his father to become Emperor. He had ruled jointly with him from the age of 16. But once again, true history had to be compromised for the sake of entertainment. It suffices simply to describe Gladiator’s versions of Marcus Aurelius and Commodus as characters loosely based on real people, but characters of their own.

What about the film’s center focus of action, the gladiator battles themselves? The spirit of spectator sport was captured perfectly by the film-maker. People cheered on the gladiators before and during the battle, and packed in the massive Colosseum, where they received bread and entertainment. He shows the brutality of the gladiator sport, which is effective in itself, but this is not a completely accurate picture. It would seem that Roman’s are bloody thirsty people who cheer as men are slaughtered, but Scott fails to convey that Roman’s took pleasure in the skill of the games, and enjoyed that more than the blood and gore that came along with it. Gladiator battles were organized events with specific costumes, weapons, and pairings. The average viewer watching the film is hardly interested in the fine details of costume and organization. The point is that they are caught up in the action. And, Scott does redeem himself by showing the wide variety of games that the Roman’s could attend: one-on-one battles, group battles, chariots, and beasts.

It is important to remember that the point of Gladiator is not to tell a story about Rome, but to use Rome as a loose context for a story only partially based on truth. Gladiator is not a movie meant to teach, but to entertain, and therefore should not be used as a tool to teach history. Ridley Scott is not trying to say anything about Rome itself in the film, and he focuses his perspective on aspects of human nature. Gladiator finds its merit in the same place most other historical movies finds theirs in: the fact that these movies help develop an interest in history. And, at least knowing something about Rome, albeit a little lacking in historical fact, is better than knowing nothing at all. Perhaps the little taste of Rome that Gladiator provides is enough to inspire people to go out and seek the truth.

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Pleading…

Filed Under (General) by Morbid Romantic on 22-12-2006
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Someone buy me Queer As Folk Seasons 4 and 5. :(

I want them!

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It’s confirmed…

Filed Under (General) by Morbid Romantic on 22-12-2006
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I’m a fucking genius.

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Ride the Mindway

Filed Under (General) by Morbid Romantic on 22-12-2006
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Sometimes it’s best to cut loose coherency and sense, to shed every vestige of proper structure and just spill. No longer confined and free to just speak. It doesn’t have to make sense. It doesn’t have to follow. It just has to mean something.

That’s what I am going to do. I’m just going to type those thoughts in my head without trying to make sense of them.

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Sometimes I’m afraid that I’ll never be satisfied. I think in colors, most of the time, and in half formed sentences. I’d rather sit with my head down and my eyes closed, always. It’s so much work to think, to gauge, to want, to expect. I don’t want to do any of that, I just want to exist and be left alone. That’s why I hate noise and motion, it distracts me from isolation. I am happiest when I’m zoned out, in my own head with my own thoughts, not forcing sociability with others. I’d prefer boredom over activity any day. Sometimes I hate to speak, because I want to speak in deep emotion, which words fall short of. Words are so weak and useless and I can’t seem to find a way to use them to express what I feel. There’s limitations to everything, but there’s no limitation to what goes on in my mind– I’ve yet to find a medium between the two. That’s why I don’t think that I belong here… I can’t find a way to connect with the things around me, I can’t express myself and be heard in a way that correlates with the external world. What good am I? How can I exist if I don’t know how?

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Excerpt #683

Filed Under (Excerpt, General) by Morbid Romantic on 19-12-2006
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She was peculiar child.

Her uncle recommended to her mother once that she should go to speak to someone about her youngest daughters behavior. They thought it strange that at such a young age, the small child never liked to play with other children. Instead, she’d sit content on the couch and stare transfixed at the paintings and pictures on the walls, always quiet and still.

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Deep sigh of relief

Filed Under (General) by Morbid Romantic on 15-12-2006
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Exams are over. Done. I’ve just finished my last exam in HIST338, Japan in the Era of Transformation (Tokugawa to the Present). I just sat there and wrote six pages on the historical debate of the atom bomb and the role emperor Hirohito played in the events of WWII. My right hand is exhausted. Crippled. This is in addition to the four pages for Human Growth and Development and the four pages for Reading and Writing in Content Areas. It’s been one hell of a week for writing. I always do tend to write more in history classes, though, for obvious reasons.

I have gotten my grades back. Thus far, they are as follows:
HIST 495/595- Food and Culture in Pre-Modern Europe: A
ESSE 413/513- Human Growth and Development: A
ECI 465- Reading and Writing in Content Areas: A

Still up in the air is my HIST338 grade since I just took that exam an hour ago. I should have that soon enough. Hopefully, I passed with flying colors. I hope, I hope. I’ve never gotten anything in that grade on midterm, papers, or oral presentation below an A. So, I am almost positive that it will be yet another straight A semester for me. Aren’t they always?

I got another scholarship. This one is the HETAP, a higher education teacher assistance scholarship. These things look good on resumes, you know. That’s why I accept them and join honor societies… I want crap to put on a resume so that people will realize what an asset I am, and how qualified I am.

Even if I do stay up all night watching Queer As Folk boxsets, not studying for my Japanese history final.

Ah well. I’ve learned long ago that I can put in minimal effort for the maximum rewards. I sleep, I waste time, I write papers the night before, and I still get a 100. Why stress myself out trying for anything more? I know, I know, that’s a bad way to think, but I can’t help it. I’m lazy.

Now, I am just sleepy.

It’s just me and my iPod and this computer for a while.

Oh my god, has everyone seen Chad Michael Ward’s The Pain Box? Gorgeous. Just too gorgeous. I adore his artwork, I’ve been a fan of his for years. I found him at the same time I found Mark Ryden, whose fascination with meat and Jesus never fails to disturb me.

Man, talking about meat just made me hungry. I’m totally going to get some food, yo.

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