My Opinion of Harry Potter
I think it speak to J.K’s powers of empathy and tolerance that in a series where the main villains are murderous magic-racists, the only person that absolutely everyone really hates is Umbridge.
Because she reminds you of a teacher you had once.
I must tell you what my opinion of my own mind and powers is exactly—the result of a most accurate study of myself with a view to my future plans during many months. I believe myself to possess a most singular combination of qualities exactly fitted to make me preeminently a discoverer of the hidden realities of nature.
Firstly: owing to some peculiarity in my nervous system, I have perceptions of some things, which no one else has—or at least very few, if any. This faculty may be designated in me as a singular tact, or some might say an intuitive perception of hidden things—that is of things hidden from eyes, ears, and the ordinary senses…This alone would advantage me little, in the discovery line, but there is, secondly, my immense reasoning faculties. Thirdly: my concentrative faculty, by which I mean the power not only of throwing my whole energy and existence into whatever I choose, but also bringing to bear on any one subject or idea a vast apparatus from all sorts of apparently irrelevant and extraneous sources. I can throw rays from every quarter of the universe into one vast focus.
Now these three powers (I cannot resist the wickedness of calling them my discovering or scientific trinity) are a vast apparatus put into my power by Providence; and it rests with me by a proper course during the next twenty years to make the engine what I please. But haste, or a restless ambition, would quite ruin the whole.”
Concerning Geek Cred
Thoughts on recent discussions regarding the “Fake Geek Girl
The anti-female slant of this stereotype is particularly reprehensible, but this attitude is not limited to cosplayers, comics, nor even to women. The elitism in geek subcultures rivals even the bloody tradition of the OS wars. Real Star Wars fans hate the prequels; real gamers played old school Nintendo, real programmers use emacs.
Elitism is human nature. We are pack animals. We divide ourselves into countries, religions, sports teams, pirates vs. ninjas. We measure our worth by these distinctions; we create our identities from them. We are like this, they are like that, and those who don’t fit into the neat little boxes can start to feel very, very alone.
To me, it has always been important that the geek ‘tribe’ be one of diversity and inclusion. The comic-book collector, the electronics hobbyist, the guy who wrote his thesis on the Silmarillion, the girl who makes amigurumi versions of Doctor Who characters … in all our myriad degrees and shapes, with all our voices, we belong here and should be cherished. In a society of divisions, we geeks are united by dreams, by passion, and by our desire to connect and share and create. When we show our geekiness to others—with costumes or hastily-written blog posts—we are opening ourselves up, sharing those things that we love regardless of when (or if!) they became cool, and reaching out for kindred spirits. There is nothing fake about that.