You will try to make Mandela a Magic Negro and you will fail. You will say that Mandela stood above all for forgiveness whilst scuttling swiftly over the details of the perversity that he had the grace to forgive.You will try to make out that apartheid was some horrid spontaneous historical aberration, and not the logical culmination of centuries of imperial arrogance.
Look, without our stories, without the true nature and reality of who we are as People of Color, nothing about fanboy or fangirl culture would make sense. What I mean by that is: if it wasn’t for race, X-Men doesn’t sense. If it wasn’t for the history of breeding human beings in the New World through chattel slavery, Dune doesn’t make sense. If it wasn’t for the history of colonialism and imperialism, Star Wars doesn’t make sense. If it wasn’t for the extermination of so many Indigenous First Nations, most of what we call science fiction’s contact stories doesn’t make sense. Without us as the secret sauce, none of this works, and it is about time that we understood that we are the Force that holds the Star Wars universe together. We’re the Prime Directive that makes Star Trek possible, yeah. In the Green Lantern Corps, we are the oath. We are all of these things—erased, and yet without us—we are essential.
The point of remembering all this is not mere point-scoring. It is to remember that sometimes the radicals are correct, that in the heat of the moment, movements for justice can be easily caricatured by those with authority as threats to public safety, and those seeking basic rights and dignity as monstrous villains. And then after the radicals win, we try to make them safe and useless to future radicals by pretending our beloved secular saints were never radical at all.
Those of us who do not fit comfortably into either Generation X or Millennials have been discussing this issue, which in turn raised the question of whatever happened to “Generation Y”? Wasn’t that supposed to be a thing?
It was… and then it just didn’t happen. Like Betamax.
So based on my determination of the effective lifespan of Betamax, from its introduction in 1975 to its clear failure to capture significant market share by 1984, I HAVE SOLVED FOR GENERATION Y.
If you were born between 1977 and 1986, you are a member of Generation Y: The Dead-End Format Generation.
(Gen Y members may claim dual membership in Gen X or Millennials at their discretion. Offer also extended to anyone born into a household with a Betamax player prior to 1977 or after 1986.)
Betamax…Zip Drive…MiniDisc…yup, this works. And refreshingly less Americentric than the usually imposed definitions.
Jeroen Panjeer writes in Medium about how Edgerank has filled timelines with trivial junk rather than doing what it was supposed to do. His solution:
Maybe it is about time we stopped with treating engagement as science and started again with engaging the fans of your brand with content that is in line with your company’s view. You don’t need to post 1.37 posts per day with at least one question and an image.
Any sufficiently advanced algorithm that controls access to eyeballs will certainly be gamed—and repeatedly so. The short term benefits are obvious, but like the repeated gaming of Google by the SEO asshats, it kinda spoils the experience we were trying to build in the first place.
It’s not because you loved The Fast and the Furious.
- I Am Not Like Other Girls™
- My Experience As Universal Truth (A very special essay by Ann Friedman)
- lol grief, amirite?
What a peach.
Written by Angela Watercutter Drawings by Wendy MacNaughton
“People will often say, ‘Well, why are you spending this kind of money on prisoners?’” Carlson says. “But they fail to look at the fact that the prison program was supporting 250 artists in California annually by giving them a little bit of a living wage, allowing them to make art in their communities…”
GoldieBlox did exactly what you’d expect an entitled and well-lawyered Silicon Valley startup to do, which is pick a fight. It’s the way of the Valley — you can’t be winning unless some household-name dinosaur is losing. (The Beasties are actually the second big name to find themselves in the GoldieBlox crosshairs; the first was Toys R Us.) The real target of the GoldieBlox lawsuit, I’m quite sure, is not the Beastie Boys. Instead, it’s the set of investors who are currently being pitched to put money into a fast-growing, Stanford-incubated, web-native, viral, aggressive, disruptive company with massive room for future growth — a company which isn’t afraid to pick fights with any big name you care to mention.
Because in Silicon Valley, people will always prefer to invest in that kind of company, rather than in a toy company whose toys, in truth, aren’t actually very good.
Robert Khoo is a brilliant businessman, and such businessmen excel by finding the sucker and exploiting him or her.
Don’t be that sucker.
Like unto the most unpaid of internships.