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Order by: date ↑ - rating ↓Interesting. Such diligence!
And yet, I feel for that dispatcher. (I very briefly worked in EMS, but found the stress to be too much, so I left before I became a bad EMT who didn't give a damn about patient care.)
This is where somebody hastens to assure me that Mr Mayor is a fictional character, and not actually somebody in public office.
Please?
Hey, Lincoln. I like this discussion here, because I feel like I need these sorts of conversations to learn more. Ooh boy do I need to learn more.
After reading through the comments, one thought that came to mind is: how much are you (Lincoln) identifying with the subjects, and how is that similar or different to how other people are?
Me? I'm a guy. How much can I identify with a photo of a woman? Very little. Well, okay: not at all. But a woman reader? She presumably can.
So that's Idea in a Box #1.
Idea in a Box #2 is reactions to the photos. Me, I'm straight: I definitely have a sexual reaction to a photo of a pretty naked woman. I imagine that most women have -as their first reaction- something different.
So now we combine those two boxes, and I think that may be one reason why there's this vast different of reaction and opinion between you and some of the respondents. Distilled, I arrive at the phrase: "wait, that could be me".
That photo of that {woman,man,carpenter,engineer,pilot,waiter,whatever} -could be me-, and I think that imposes a responsibility on the artist, be it photographer or writer or whatnot. I may have no intention of continuing some stereotype, I may even strongly disagree with that stereotype, but if my work makes the people say "wait, that could be me in that stereotype", then well, much as I disagree, I think I need to accept that there's something about my art that -does- have that message in it.
We're in Boston.
New England? C'mon. We're *masters* of the "nod and smile... nod and smile" approach to Not Asking About That Strange Thing.
Well, unless we're flipping out about terrorists installing Lite-Brites on our bridges. Lite-Brites is serious business, after all.
*cough*
oh, and I think it's terrifying that rongo rongo can wear the same dress all these years later.
I sorta expect a veritable barrage of hate votes. ;) :)
There is something ironic that, only now, do I notice that he was wearing a tailsuit. :) (I own one, y'see... but black, not grey.)
I find it bizarre and amusing that this is how I find out what y'all were up to in DC. :)
*perks up ears* Wait, did someone say -chocolate- twinkies?!?
I really do have to recommend having a party where half the people are playing board games, and the other half are madly painting/drawing away. It adds a certain... well, since these were French cave reproductions, I guess it added a certain je ne sais quoi to the atmosphere. :)