So I've been watching a lot of Babylon 5
of late. This time round, it's not 1994 and I don't have to remember to wait in on Thursday nights for it, since it's all on the hard disk (*cough
*). Consequently I'm actually able to watch each episode, in order, and pay some sort of attention to what's going on.
I love the way that it's a single story, an epic tale packaged as twenty-five minute episodes and fed to us in discrete installments. I love the way that it gives you the sense that what you've just seen is a part of something much bigger
; that as the closing credits roll we still don't understand everything but we might, just, learn something more about what's going on further down the line. I love the sense that what we've just seen is part of a plan
I was very angry about something a few hours ago. Somebody was being moronic about something for reasons that I won't go into just now, because to do so will ruin my vibe (and for which reasons I shall probably lock this post down until I've got it all out of my system).***ASIDE***
Okay, so which fucker decided that it was okay to declaim your ignorance of anything useful? Yes, you, I'm talking to you, little miss ``oh I'm so *girlish giggle
* terrible with machines''. It's a computer. LEARN. These people seem to think that they can go around saying ``oh, I'm computer illiterate'' as if it's some sort of badge of pride
. It's not funny, and it's not endearing: all it does is demonstrate that you are utterly incapable of existing in your own society.
YOU MORON! LOOK AROUND YOU! COMPUTERS ARE EVERYWHERE!
No one comes down to breakfast and says ``oh, *tee-hee
* I'm so useless with a toaster''. No one ever says ``I'm so
bad with cars, I always get a man to walk in front with a red flag''. No one says ``isn't it so hilarious, I can't do up my own buttons?'' No one says ``I wet my pants yesterday, isn't it such a scream
No one finds it amusing when you feel the need to declare your utter incompetence regarding a ubiquitous aspect of modern life
It's the equivalent of a grown-up adult saying ``oh, isn't it such a larf
, I have to have all my food pre-chewed''. All you have done is to publicly express your utter unfamiliarity with the world in which you exist and to which you are supposed to contribute. And somehow you think this is funny
. You are a worthless, resource-sucking leech, a vile pestilence upon society: you are an execrescent, cancerous pustule on the anus of humanity. You should GET THE FUCK OFF MY PLANET AND GIVE YOUR SHARE OF THE OXYGEN TO SOMEONE WHO DESERVES IT
In this particular case, this was a lawyer who earns five times my salary and was unable to work out that the USB-shaped jack fits into one of the USB-shaped sockets on the laptop. The know, the ones that have the matching symbol for USB connections. You know, the only ones on the entire machine that are remotely the same size or shape
FUCKWANKING ARSECANDLING MORONBASTARDS!
(Oh yes, and a further aside: this was a conference for the Family Law Association. Family Law is a rather specific area and it's practiced by some rather specific lawyers. There were twenty-seven young ladies in the room, all wearing pinstripe suits and skirts and heels and generally being Hot For Teacher; and there was one guy
, sat there with his free sandwiches and his coffee and a very obvious thought bubble above his head which read ``I know
why I went into Family Law''.)***END LENGTHY ASIDE***
Ahem. I was very angry about something a few hours ago. Now I'm less so, and it's largely because I've just sat here and watched a few episodes of something that hints that there are much larger
machiniations going on that I can't see.
I feel very small.
I think I can see the point behind religion. What we experience is part of something the scope of which we are currently unable to comprehend. Perhaps we will be allowed to understand as time progresses. There is a creator (in this case, JMS) who knows what is going on, and if he won't tell us why, then he has good reasons for doing so: it's much more entertaining for all of us that way.
It gives one a sense of security. Life with a mythopoeism—no matter how fictional, metaphorical, irrelevant, poorly acted, fucked-up in the aspect ratios and/or with obvious CG—is somehow much safer and more friendly than life without.
(I'm not about to trawl through 1000 pages of Cryptonomicon
to find the appropriate quotation, but religion is also incredibly useful for providing one with a common set of turns of phrase. The example in Cryptonomicon
was along the lines of ``may God have mercy on their souls'' as opposed to something like, ``they died and metabolic functions ceased. So what?'')
I could go online (here
, for instance) and find out all I don't know about what happens to Babylon 5 and the background to the Shadow War and what happened to Sinclair during those missing 24 hours (and why
). I'm not going to. We ask for No Spoilers for a reason: it signifies that we surrender to the series creator's will, and agree to have information revealed to us when he deems it dramatically appropriate.
For a lot of (most) television shows, and films, I will read spoilers. I like to know what's going on and I like to feel I understand the background to things. (I also like to know more trivia than whoever it is I'm talking to at the time.) I feel the same way about real life. I want to read spoilers for Real Life™ because I want to know what's going on; because I want to understand the background, and the reason, for things; because I was put here without my consent and I want to know why; because I am a scientist and it is my duty to try to understand
; and because I am impatient and if it is
all to be mystically revealed to me towards the end, it will be too late for me to do anything useful with the information.
I do not, however, want to see any spoilers for Doctor Who or for Babylon 5. These things are important
And yes, I am a huge nerd.