Warning: The below post may be disturbing to some (although, if I guess rightly, not to most of you), due to allusions to violence and sexuality and odd attitudes thereto. Will lj-cut on request.
This afternoon on DeviantArt, among the popular images was this sweet little image, painted with the artist's blood.
Upon my showing it to my roommates, I got two reactions: "He's a psycho. His girlfriend's going to die", and "Yeah, whoever did that is a f–g." (Mealy-mouthed ineffectual obfuscation of sexual ephitet courtesy me. Yay PC!)
This shocked me. Utterly. Because when I looked at it (and I guessed the painter was female, but I honestly don't know) I saw a ... well, I hesitate to use the term, given the potential for confusion, but some sort of Neopagan – in this case, a believer in some sort of special symbolism of nature and primitive rituals (primitive being purely non-derogatory here). The type of person who's gutsy enough to put off bandaging a smashed finger long enough to use it as an ink dispenser, but who's no more likely to commit murder than, say, the average deer hunter. Not enough even to encourage suspicion. (As for my bewilderment at the ephitet – well, that'll have to wait for another post.)
Thinking it over, I can understand why I was naive to expect that. In fact, thinking it over, I would flatly expect that reaction, had I thought about their worldviews before I spoke. But coming from my upbringing, and (to be honest) hanging out on the Web as much as I do, I seem to have somehow managed to broadened my schema of "people like me" so much that I forget that some of these people are actually scared of each other.
This afternoon on DeviantArt, among the popular images was this sweet little image, painted with the artist's blood.
Upon my showing it to my roommates, I got two reactions: "He's a psycho. His girlfriend's going to die", and "Yeah, whoever did that is a f–g." (Mealy-mouthed ineffectual obfuscation of sexual ephitet courtesy me. Yay PC!)
This shocked me. Utterly. Because when I looked at it (and I guessed the painter was female, but I honestly don't know) I saw a ... well, I hesitate to use the term, given the potential for confusion, but some sort of Neopagan – in this case, a believer in some sort of special symbolism of nature and primitive rituals (primitive being purely non-derogatory here). The type of person who's gutsy enough to put off bandaging a smashed finger long enough to use it as an ink dispenser, but who's no more likely to commit murder than, say, the average deer hunter. Not enough even to encourage suspicion. (As for my bewilderment at the ephitet – well, that'll have to wait for another post.)
Thinking it over, I can understand why I was naive to expect that. In fact, thinking it over, I would flatly expect that reaction, had I thought about their worldviews before I spoke. But coming from my upbringing, and (to be honest) hanging out on the Web as much as I do, I seem to have somehow managed to broadened my schema of "people like me" so much that I forget that some of these people are actually scared of each other.
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I don't think he's especially likely to commit murder, but it IS somewhat weird for someone to smash their thumb and think "hey cool! I can paint with this!" I can understand why your flatmates were weirded out.
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*And while the artist could be male or female, I certainly get a masculine impression. *shrug*
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Oh, and I'll grant you "weird" in a second. I'd point out, though, that it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment thing – in a comment, the artist mentioned having been waiting for the opportunity for a while. Which changes things some, although it makes it no more mainstream.
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Like I said, interesting.
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Second, it must've been one hell of a smash 'cause that would've taken a lot of blood to actually spread with a brush and not have it all coagulate on the brush.
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As for the extent of the damage – yeah, there was that one comment about hands shaking during the painting....
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As to the the "f_g" thing - yeah, it baffles me too. I used to work in a kitchen where everything was 'gay". "That movie was gay." "I can't use this pan, it's gay." I finally made them stop while I was around (I was in charge so I could do that) by pointing out that a saute pan cannot love a pan of the same sex and that the military has given us many excellent swear words that are much more fun to say and make more sense in context.
I still wince when I hear it now - both for the implied queer-bashing and that "gay" is such an unoriginal insult.
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On the latter topic: you know, I wonder if it's a lack of perception thing. Why, they'd never go out and stone a homosexual to death! They're just making a joke! Why, plenty of their friends are ... well, maybe not.
Definitely ditto on both counts, though.
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