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I thought I'd better carry on the rant over here. I'm so bleedin' tired of the negativity and taboo surrounding dogs in this country at the moment. Yes, I understand they can be a nuisance. They can attack people, they can interrupt your picnics, they can be noisy, they can disturb ground-nesting birds and of course the poo can be a problem. But you know what, litter is a problem, so are bike riders who think they are above slowing down when they zoom past another person, so are human scum with no regard for any other person's right to a life, let alone our rights to be able to walk through a park without being harassed...

Why do dogs need all these separate rules? Why not just take each case on its own merits, or lack of, and punish crap dog owners under all the other antisocial laws? All this anti-dog legislation does is turn people against dogs. It makes humans unnecessarily cautious, which means they react to dogs differently, which means dogs react to humans differently... 'Oh well, if the council's banning dogs from everywhere, they must be dangerous.' What happened to staffies (stigma = fear = status dogs = fear = accidents = stigma...) will happen with all breeds. Contempt breeds contempt.

When I was a kid, everyone had dogs. Our extended family had them, our friends; every other house had a dog barking away all day in the kitchen, left alone while the humans went to work and school. When my dad was little dogs used to roam the streets (just like cats are still allowed to do!) We wouldn't be here, as a society, if it wasn't for our partnership with dogs. How comes they're suddenly being ostracised? You can't have a dog if you work more than 4 hours a day. You can't have a dog if you live in the city. You can't have a dog if you can't keep it on the lead. You can't possibly rent any sort of property if you have a dog. No waaay. You can't have a dog if you live in a flat. Any flat. Negativity. Dogs a massive inconvenience for everybody, don't bother.

Then there's the unnecessary fear of fouling. Yes, I know it's not pleasant to step in dog poo. I remember stepping in it hundreds of times as a child, and it was disgusting and frustrating; we'd walk looking down at the pavement at all times, just in case. 'Mind the poo!' But it really isn't as dangerous as people seem to think. There was one or two cases of toxocariasis in young children years back, something of which there are 1-4 cases a year (and most of the time those cases occur in children who have been digging around in soil in the garden) and suddenly dogs aren't allowed on any beaches anymore, they're not allowed in shops, restaurants, parks, and HOW DARE you bring a dog into a children's play area?! What if you have children AND dogs? Oh no, that's taboo as well. When you have babies you're meant to get rid of your dog, aren't you?

I feel like I need to do more to get the message across. I'd love to maybe run some classes, a club for dog lovers or something; introduce dogs to children, and give them some true lessons about what dogs have done for us. As for the hygiene thing, I live with two male dogs, and have had TEN in my house, all together. Raw meat gets flung around the kitchen, the garden, there's been, let's just say, countless accidents in the house... there's been a few disagreements and incidents between the dogs, but I have never had so much as a dodgy tummy as a result of my life with dogs. The over-nannying uber-concern about dogs is ridiculous, and it will only breed a cynophobic generation of people who will probably end up banning them altogether.

So shut up.
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Did I really just see a Sherlock/John fanvid (ewww) featuring ‘Closer’ by NIN? Really? Man. I guess it had to happen eventually. I think, within the month or so that's passed (woah, feels like a lifetime) since I dived into this shiny, new and extraordinary fandom, I have already seen all the hackneyed fanworx in the world. But really, come on. ‘Closer’? That’s just taking the piss. I'm not going to rant about slash, not today anyway, but once again I have a feeling that people honestly are under the impression that fanfic has to mean erotica. Even the well-intentioned [livejournal.com profile] asexy_sherlock fics are based around sexual experiences. So, new fandom, once more I have to ask: WHY IS EVERYBODY OBSESSED WITH SEX? And: WHERE IS ALL THE GREAT GENFIC? I thought there'd be loads of it in Sherlock fandom, because there's such scope, character, history, canon... You could pick any case, any situation, and stick modern-day Sherlock and John right in there. They're so freelance they might as well have a TARDIS, but no... Unlikely gay sex scene no. 124. Int: 221B Baker Street, the bedroom. There be touching and things. Boring. Dull. Predictable.

I've never really been interested in watching modern Holmes adaptations because I was convinced they'd sex him up. I only watched this one because [livejournal.com profile] bossmew and [livejournal.com profile] scarletstudy actual poked me with sticks until I downloaded it. "WATCH IT RIGHT NOW HE'S LIEK A BAMF TIEMLOARD GEMSY OMFG YOU WILL LOVE IT!" So after the BBC dudes done oh so good, and made me scream with that cliffhanger, I knew there'd be a metric fuckton of great fanfic online. So in I went, and correct I was: I've seen some great ones. There are loads of interesting, captivating and well-written stories that suck me right in because they're so in character and astonishingly well-written. Buuut, again, the subject matter makes me shake my head and mumble things like, 'Oh I see. That old chestnut. Injury plus comfort equals sex, what else is new.' Pain, violence, sex and more sex.

As an avid reader of fanfiction (I've been at it for over ten years now) I’ve gained so much insight into them dodgy human brainz. I've learned so much stuff I'd otherwise know nothing about. Straight sex, gay sex, non-consensual sex, torture, murder, the medical stuff they don't cover on ER, death... you name it. In so much more detail than you would ever see on telly. The really dark, disturbing things people fantasise about but don't dare talk about. The kinds of things you can't surreptitiously research in the library on a Saturday afternoon. Then there are the literary lessons I've learned; how to keep a character in character, how not to. The styles, tropes and the clichés I will forever avoid, because I’ve seen them so often that they actually disgust me now. The sorts of things that would make me throw a book down the stairs, had I read them in one of those and not on an expensive computer screen. Things about blue eyes, long dark eyelashes resting on pale cheeks… you know what I mean. A major source of enjoyment and annoyance in my life. And in fandom, while I am not generally an active contributor of worx, I always know who’s been inspired by whom, what's been done and what hasn't, who’s obviously come from another fandom I know well, and so on. I’m afraid it’s all merged into one big cliché. People are using the same ideas and 'kinks' over and over. You have to really search (and often, indeed, use the science of deduction) to find the good stuff.

This all sounds rather ungrateful and I feel like a bellend for criticising something I don’t try to do any better at myself (I suck at writing characters. They always just end up being me.) I still love it all, honestly; any new spin on a character I love from a fellow fan – allons-y! Even unlikely sex is good, sometimes, if it doesn’t make me want to throw things. I'm still constantly amazed at how brilliant people are at writing, and the Sherlock fandom is so nuts and prolific and fantastic. Can we just have something new? I dunno what. Maybe I should STFU complaining and write something myself. Or maybe think of a prompt to put in one of the massive fic memes. It's one of those things though; I don’t know what I actually want to read. I’ll know when I see it! I guess you don't know what you need in your life at all until you discover it.

Oh I'm reading this book, which is interesting. It is also why I'm thinking about fanfic and not doing my End of Course Assessment like I should be.
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"Facebook/wherever says you're a man."
"I'm as male as I am female, which is to say not very."
"Hahaha, of course you're female, you're blatantly a female."
"...Well, I'm not inside, that's the point."

No more talk of androgyny please, I'm confused.

People just can't take the hint. I mention this sort of thing as casually as I can, in real life, online, with everybody. The number of times I've been told to to shut up, that I'm talking bollocks - "Of course you're not asexual, you're just scared of sex 'cause your parents split up, of course you're not genderless, you're a woman, you're all woman, a beautiful, curvaceous woman with fantastic breasts" (weeell, that may've been exaggerated slightly) - but accusing me of putting myself down, that I'm just a bit worried about being with somebody, I just need to get over myself and enjoy life, I'm always being so down on myself. Thing is though mate, I'm not. I'm cheerfully and casually telling you the truth about my life, because I want to change this perception people have that asexuals are obviously unhappy, repressed, miserable beings with no pleasures to delight in, or to speak of; and that because I can't force myself into playing the role I was supposedly born to play - even though I have tried and tried again - I must hate myself. I must be so unhappy. If they were gender-less (NB: not -free) and asexual, they would be unhappy. So, to cheer me up, they tell me what they think I want to hear. That it's all imaginary. Brilliant! They mean so well, but they get it so, so wrong. They're telling me that who I am is wrong and incomprehensible.

I suffer from depression as it goes, and confusion about my sexuality and my place in life is a big part of that. People dismissing the things I am sure about makes me feel worse. It reinforces the confusion and makes me want to change, which is what makes me miserable. I can't change. This is the way I am. I can't accept being a woman, a sexual woman or a girlfriend if it all feels wrong. It's not something new. It's always felt wrong. 'Getting over it' wouldn't make me happy. Being who I am makes me happy. I don't know what else I can do (short of radical surgery/brain transplant/telepathy/leaving this entry public) to make people listen to me. It's so difficult, trying to tell people how I feel but at the same time, not make it a big deal. Because it isn't a big deal. I don't feel female and I don't experience sexual attraction. That's it. It sounds confusing, but it's really not. I'm not saying I want my own pronouns or anything like that, consider me female, call me 'Woman' (Anna does, haha), call me 'her', call me Stay-ceeee... whatever, I don't mind, it's not a big deal. But laughing and telling me I'm being silly for describing myself how I chose to describe myself - well, it hurts. I'm me and if you're going to love me I want you to love me for who I am, not despite of my depression/repression/confusion, or for what I am underneath it. I don't know. Just listen to me, and stop telling me what you think I want to hear.

I dunno what else to tell ya.

(Cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] asexuality, sorry if you got it twice!)

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