things one should not wake up thinking about.
The usage of female sexual power by men in movies to turn them into caricatures (and thus make them safe), a la Jessica Rabbit and Cool World. Seriously. I don't need to be waking from a half-doze and thinking about that (and arguing with the people in my head)
Also, I want to talk about this femslash fic that turned up the other day, and how it reduces women to shallow, vapid people who are only interesting when they're titillating men (and doing it only for the sake of the men, too). But I do not have the time before work. But seriously? Erasing the idea that women can be attracted to each other for the sake of attraction is rather rude. (note to pseudo-femslashers: women kissing women is never wrong, and women having sexualities not defined by men isn't wrong, either)
In the meantime, have some St. Trinian's/Doctor Who ficlet.
There are cracks in the universe. Every St. Trinian's girl knows this, and also knows how best to avoid them (it's up there with rudimentary pick-pocketing and credit card fraud on the St. Trinian's lexicon). The geeks found them before any of the local scientist types (Polly jokes about how Torchwood still haven't figured them out).
Of course, they do have one up on many of them, thanks to the specialized knowledge they learned in a particularly grueling and fantasy theory Advanced Physics class.
Dr. Song had been tight-lipped, but impressive. She'd managed to keep ahead of most pranks, turn them to her advantage or merely ignore them.
The geeks had respected her for that, so had the other girls.
But knowing about the cracks and actually being able to do something about them was another matter entirely. Dr. Song had been emphatic about not messing with things which could destroy the universe (even though she'd been rather impressed the one time Polly accidentally got them stuck in a time loop, though she'd never explained how Polly managed to do that in the first place).
Of course, saying that was a bit like waving a carrot at a rabbit.
Also, I want to talk about this femslash fic that turned up the other day, and how it reduces women to shallow, vapid people who are only interesting when they're titillating men (and doing it only for the sake of the men, too). But I do not have the time before work. But seriously? Erasing the idea that women can be attracted to each other for the sake of attraction is rather rude. (note to pseudo-femslashers: women kissing women is never wrong, and women having sexualities not defined by men isn't wrong, either)
In the meantime, have some St. Trinian's/Doctor Who ficlet.
There are cracks in the universe. Every St. Trinian's girl knows this, and also knows how best to avoid them (it's up there with rudimentary pick-pocketing and credit card fraud on the St. Trinian's lexicon). The geeks found them before any of the local scientist types (Polly jokes about how Torchwood still haven't figured them out).
Of course, they do have one up on many of them, thanks to the specialized knowledge they learned in a particularly grueling and fantasy theory Advanced Physics class.
Dr. Song had been tight-lipped, but impressive. She'd managed to keep ahead of most pranks, turn them to her advantage or merely ignore them.
The geeks had respected her for that, so had the other girls.
But knowing about the cracks and actually being able to do something about them was another matter entirely. Dr. Song had been emphatic about not messing with things which could destroy the universe (even though she'd been rather impressed the one time Polly accidentally got them stuck in a time loop, though she'd never explained how Polly managed to do that in the first place).
Of course, saying that was a bit like waving a carrot at a rabbit.