Saturday, October 18, 2014


Actually, that prayer needs a bit more “editing.”

Lord Elua, make me an instrument of your peace.

Where there is hatred let me sow love

Where there is injury, pardon,

Where there are false beliefs, true beliefs

Where there is cruelty, kindness

Where there is arrogance, humility

Where there is bias, rationality

Where there is bigotry, acceptance

Where there is lonliness, friendship

Where there is sadness, joy

Oh Lord Elua, grant that I may seek that all living things be consoled, forgiven and loved. Grant that I may value every creature as much as I value myself, and grant that I do value myself.

Give me the compassion to give all I can to those who need it most. Give me the kindness to forgive all those who are trying and failing, including myself. And give me the courage to, if I truly must, suffer in the service of joy and die in the service of life.


People see death as an inevitable end to our existence. Far from considering the possibility of preventing or reversing it, most of us insist that we shouldn’t even try, due to some misguided sense of morality or superstitions about spending eternity with our loved ones in the afterlife. In the modern era, this outdated way of thinking is not acceptible. Why should we treat death like a problem we must not solve, a barrier we’re not allowed to cross?

Victoria Frankenstein, (Future) MD.

Like submitconsumeobey, said, it’s almost a shame that this character will end up being, well, Frankenstein. But until she reaches “the point of no return”, I’m going to enjoy her as a sympathetic anti-deathist character, which are rare enough.

(via yxoque)

That’s pretty much my reaction to all anti-death characters in fiction. “I know you’re going to end up as the villain, but I like and respect you anyway. I know this book is going to end as an insult to me and you both, but I’m going to read it for your sake anyway.”

(via michaelblume)

Author Scott Lynch responds to a critic of the character Zamira Drakasha, a black woman pirate in his fantasy book Red Seas Under Red Skies, the second novel of the Gentleman Bastard series.


The bolded sections represent quotes from the criticism he received. All the z-snaps are in order.

Your characters are unrealistic stereotpyes of political correctness. Is it really necessary for the sake of popular sensibilities to have in a fantasy what we have in the real world? I read fantasy to get away from politically correct cliches. 

God, yes! If there’s one thing fantasy is just crawling with these days it’s widowed black middle-aged pirate moms. 

Real sea pirates could not be controlled by women, they were vicous rapits and murderers and I am sorry to say it was a man’s world. It is unrealistic wish fulfilment for you and your readers to have so many female pirates, especially if you want to be politically correct about it!

First, I will pretend that your last sentence makes sense because it will save us all time. Second, now you’re pissing me off. 

You know what? Yeah, Zamira Drakasha, middle-aged pirate mother of two, is a wish-fulfillment fantasy. I realized this as she was evolving on the page, and you know what? I fucking embrace it. 

Why shouldn’t middle-aged mothers get a wish-fulfillment character, you sad little bigot? Everyone else does. H.L. Mencken once wrote that “Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.” I can’t think of anyone to whom that applies more than my own mom, and the mothers on my friends list, with the incredible demands on time and spirit they face in their efforts to raise their kids, preserve their families, and save their own identity/sanity into the bargain. 

Shit yes, Zamira Drakasha, leaping across the gap between burning ships with twin sabers in hand to kick in some fucking heads and sail off into the sunset with her toddlers in her arms and a hold full of plundered goods, is a wish-fulfillment fantasy from hell. I offer her up on a silver platter with a fucking bow on top; I hope she amuses and delights. In my fictional world, opportunities for butt-kicking do not cease merely because one isn’t a beautiful teenager or a muscle-wrapped font of testosterone. In my fictional universe, the main characters are a fat ugly guy and a skinny forgettable guy, with a supporting cast that includes “SBF, 41, nonsmoker, 2 children, buccaneer of no fixed abode, seeks unescorted merchant for light boarding, heavy plunder.”

You don’t like it? Don’t buy my books. Get your own fictional universe. Your cabbage-water vision of worldbuilding bores me to tears. 

As for the “man’s world” thing, religious sentiments and gender prejudices flow differently in this fictional world. Women are regarded as luckier, better sailors than men. It’s regarded as folly for a ship to put to sea without at least one female officer; there are several all-female naval military traditions dating back centuries, and Drakasha comes from one of them. As for claims to “realism,” your complaint is of a kind with those from bigoted hand-wringers who whine that women can’t possibly fly combat aircraft, command naval vessels, serve in infantry actions, work as firefighters, police officers, etc. despite the fact that they do all of those things— and are, for a certainty, doing them all somewhere at this very minute. Tell me that a fit fortyish woman with 25+ years of experience at sea and several decades of live bladefighting practice under her belt isn’t a threat when she runs across the deck toward you, and I’ll tell you something in return— you’re gonna die of stab wounds.

What you’re really complaining about isn’t the fact that my fiction violates some objective “reality,” but rather that it impinges upon your sad, dull little conception of how the world works. I’m not beholden to the confirmation of your prejudices; to be perfectly frank, the prospect of confining the female characters in my story to placid, helpless secondary places in the narrative is so goddamn boring that I would rather not write at all. I’m not writing history, I’m writing speculative fiction. Nobody’s going to force you to buy it. Conversely, you’re cracked if you think you can persuade me not to write about what amuses and excites me in deference to your vision, because your vision fucking sucks.

I do not expect to change your mind but i hope that you will at least consider that I and others will not be buying your work because of these issues. I have been reading science fiction and fantasy for years and i know that I speak for a great many people. I hope you might stop to think about the sales you will lose because you want to bring your political corectness and foul language into fantasy. if we wanted those things we could go to the movies. Think about this! 

Thank you for your sentiments. I offer you in exchange this engraved invitation to go piss up a hill, suitable for framing.

It’s interesting that the most successful pirate in history was a Chinese prostitute. A female prostitute, if it wasn’t clear from context. SMH.


Wednesday, October 15, 2014





I can’t begin to express how proud I am of ReedPop and New York Comic Con. These signs are EVERYWHERE.

WHOA!!!!!! Good job, ReedPop!!

Super important! Big step! The sea change is happening, it really is.

I saw these on Facebook yesterday, and I wanted to hug Lance Fensterman personally. 

REEDPOP is awesome. I love c2e2 and wish someday I can attend NYCC.

Monday, October 13, 2014 Friday, October 10, 2014

People often say that same-sex marriage now is like interracial marriage in the 60s. But in terms of public opinion, same-sex marriage now is like interracial marriage in the 90s, when it had already been legal nationwide for 30 years.



People often say that same-sex marriage now is like interracial marriage in the 60s. But in terms of public opinion, same-sex marriage now is like interracial marriage in the 90s, when it had already been legal nationwide for 30 years.




Fibonacci you crazy bastard….

As seen in the solar system (by no ridiculous coincidence), Earth orbits the Sun 8 times in the same period that Venus orbits the Sun 13 times! Drawing a line between Earth & Venus every week results in a spectacular FIVE side symmetry!!

Lets bring up those Fibonacci numbers again: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34..

So if we imagine planets with Fibonacci orbits, do they create Fibonacci symmetries?!

You bet!! Depicted here is a:

  • 2 sided symmetry (5 orbits x 3 orbits)
  • 3 sided symmetry (8 orbits x 5 orbits)
  • sided symmetry (13 orbits x 8 orbits) - like Earth & Venus
  • sided symmetry (21 orbits x 13 orbits)

I wonder if relationships like this exist somewhere in the universe….

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Monday, October 6, 2014
You can’t assume that your side is the only side for which this shit is personal. It is personal for your ideological opponents too. You aren’t arguing with an abstract ideal; you’re arguing with another person, in the flesh, and if you want them to care about you you should care about them too. Ozy being very wise, as usual.
Wednesday, October 1, 2014

dataandphilosophy said: Have you read The Name of the Wind? I mention it because, to understand some of the macro bits, paying attention to the micro bits is necessary. One of the songs, if you pay attention to how it sounds, has a single line that helps you understand someone's parentage. I missed it the first three times. Curious for your experience. (If you haven't read it, I strongly recommend it.)

I have not, and my intuition says I’d’ve missed it completely. Especially because I hate reading songs in books x) I’d probably have skipped the song :P