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This recent social justice wave makes women look weak and in need of protection from the men of society. I’m looking at you gamergate, #yesallwomen and the whole scifi/fantasy writing community. Thank you for your patronizing concern that I don’t get my feelings hurt and that representatives of my voice are heard. No doubt it comes from a genuine concern for equality, which is commendable. But if books like Ancillary Justice, with, granted, good writing, but massive plot holes left undisturbed* to make sure that your anvilicious point gets through are your answer to equality issues, you’re doing it wrong. Anne McCaffery wrote a far more coherent story 50 years ago.
I didn’t know I was underrepresented in books and games until some man came along and told me I was (so thanks for that), mostly because there are so many games with playable female characters and books with female protagonists. And, don’t tell anyone, but I don’t mind if main characters are different genders, races, or creeds from me. I might accidentally learn something about that gender, race or creed from playing/reading them.
And Tumblr and their whole trigger-warning, cis, check your privilege thing is so ridiculous that they cannot be taken seriously.
Add this all up and you have today’s “thought leaders” telling women they need to be spoken to gently, need the government to guard them from harsh words and uncomfortable topics, that their setbacks are always someone else’s fault and that they aren’t in control of their own lives.
*Brain the size of a planet, can’t make judgement calls about gender 3-year olds manage every day. Doesn’t manage to learn these things despite hundreds of years outside its own culture. What kind of crap sensor system can’t detect estrogen levels? I am all about the suspension of disbelief, I will just roll with so many ridiculous things if you’re telling me a good story, if I can’t grant you this, it’s not good.
The shockwave hitting is very cool.
Remember how ebooks used to be cheaper than print books? This is what happens when you jack up the price of ebooks. You sell less of them. For some reason it’s not in the publisher’s interest to sell more ebooks. It’s a vast, contentious subject I care nothing about except as it affects the price of my ebooks. Which should be cheaper.
Doctor Who series 8 “Kill The Moon” spoilers below…
A. That shirt. Thank goodness it was covered by space suits with ridiculous knee pockets for most of the show.
B. The science. Or more like, the absolute lack of science. The anti-science even. Miracles happen, but there were a lot of them in this show. A LOT. Miraculous numbers of miracles.
A growing creature cannot just add mass willy-nilly. The mass comes from the egg. A 30 second google led me to this: . “Chick weight is primarily determined by initial egg weight, normally being 62–78% of egg weight…” Notice, chickens don’t suddenly weight six times as much as their egg right before they hatch. They weight less than the egg they came from. So the moon should have been weighing less and less as the baby gobbled up amniotic fluid. Because matter has to come from somewhere. It’s not created ex nihilo (anymore).
Then, when any animal hatches it leaves its shell laying around in, generally, a couple large pieces. They do not instantaneously vaporize. Nor do newly-born creatures immediately lay another egg larger than their current body size.
Microbes don’t change size based on the size of their host. The microbes on a cat are the same size as the ones on you. Also, what were the microbes hoping to catch in their webs? Moon insects? Perhaps the word they were looking for was “parasites”. Let’s not go into how the disinfectant killed them.
I am willing to give the dragon the benefit of the doubt and assume the wings are ion sails or something of the sort that enable him to move through airless vacuum and not vestigal airfoils on a space-based creature.
So earth is already ravaged by a moon whose miraculous weight gain should be throwing the tides around, creating tectonic stress and therefore earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and tidal waves.
There’s a significant chance that the “shell” will be captured by earth’s gravity well and bombard the planet with massive rocks, utterly devestating the planet, before all the orbit decay happens.
Without the moon at all, the earth will fall out of our nice orbit that enables regular seasons and the surface of the earth’s temperature not varying wildly somewhere between -100C and 400C. There would be no steady day and night, seasons would be screwed up, just about all life on earth would die. Some extremophiles might live for a while.
Without the moon we would be lucky for our orbit not to decay and either plunge us toward the sun or spin us off into outer space. ALL LIFE ON EARTH, not just the billions of humans, ALL LIFE ON EARTH will be destroyed.
I grant you in the Whoniverse, there’s a lot of other life out there, so maybe one little planet full of humans doesn’t matter so much. So yeah, lets just give the little feller a chance.
Know what the right choice, the choice not predicated on “and then magic will save us” is? Kill the moon.
C. I can understand Clara’s anger. She was scared and embarrassed and that made her angry. Totally get that. She’s going to be sorry later, though, when she’s no longer scared and embarassed. It’s a shame because I’m going to miss the Doctor’s oblivious insults.
It’s really long for the internet, but still a good read on who the “other” really is in America.
So what makes an outgroup? Proximity plus small differences. If you want to know who someone in former Yugoslavia hates, don’t look at the Indonesians or the Zulus or the Tibetans or anyone else distant and exotic. Find the Yugoslavian ethnicity that lives closely intermingled with them and is most conspicuously similar to them, and chances are you’ll find the one who they have eight hundred years of seething hatred toward.