104.

Sooooo I saw a tweet along the lines of: Doctor Who featured Rosa Parks and The Partition of India for different point of history, so how about next season has the Great Emu War of 1932?

At first this annoyed me because gawd, I'm only just now no longer hearing jokes about dingoes eating babies, and now Australians are glomming onto another goddamn animal meme to define themselves, guh.

I put the computer down and realised about twenty minutes later what REALLY bugged me about this: A zany episode about the Emu War I can understand (honestly I'd probably appreciate one over new Who feeling an obligation to reference Serious Issues every episode, possibly as defensive justification for female lead*).

Thing is, so much ACTUALLY TERRIBLE shit involving racial dynamics happened (is happening) in Australia. Shit that is, largely, not discussed outside of increasingly frustrated #auspol tweets and newspaper editorials.

So, there's these people who see episode about major race-related historical act in US, then an episode about a major race-related historical act in India/Pakistan, and go 'Hey let's make an Australian episode about that major race-related historical event in Australian history, THE EMU WAR'?

Fuck off. Fuck off! Fuck that.

( one paragraph of venting about nerds, cw racism )

* Don't @ me about this, I'm not even watching Doctor Who, you will get no satisfaction

104.1

At the same time as the previous post, I Feel this intense tug-and-pull, where I find what I'd roughly categorise as Nerd Shit infuriating to listen to but the other extremity that conversations I'd be in would go to is hardcore politics and bad things that happened to them lately and 'Hey have you heard about that latest case of internet men harassing people lately?' So it's like my choices are 'irritated at consumerism' and 'depressed AF'

It's rather laughable that I'm passing judgement on other people's statements, when I haven't seen more than two or so people IRL who aren't family for months, now.

Is it just that I'm imbalanced? That I don't know what I want? That I want some kind of Goldilocks zone of social interaction that is realistically impossible to achieve? I don't know. But other people I know can rely on their social networks when they feel bad; I tried that, and I came out of it feeling more dissatisfied and fucked-up and convinced that life is horrid and meaningless than ever before.

I mean, it doesn't help that they keep talking about the same dang cartoon crossover nigh-every time I see them.

Lots of dissatisfaction lately. Please excuse me.