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Apparently my subconscious decided last night to have its say on the whole Characters of Color brouhaha.

So, I dreamed I was back at Escapade, in the con suite, which was rather larger and on one side opened into a big auditorium with a stage. Lunch was being served and almost all the members were in the con suite, wandering around talking and getting food, when suddenly a door opened and out came a procession of maybe a dozen beautiful, buff, shirtless Black men, wearing only tight jeans. They marched single-file across the con suite and over to the stage, passing so close by me I had to flatten against the wall. All the con members flocked into the auditorium, and I remember thinking that this was another surprise the con com had cooked up for us, that they were going perform some racy sort of Chippendales/Full Monty thing for us. Instead, when I got into the auditorium, I saw that the men were standing on stage on the sort of risers used by choral groups. And then they started singing a perfectly straight, high-school-chorale-worthy version of "Getting To Know You." Some of the con members were silent, watching with apparent confusion, but most crowded closer to the stage, and -- some enthusiastically, some way off key, some timidly and under their breath -- started singing along with the men:

Getting to know you, getting to know all about yoooouuuu . . .
Getting to like you, getting to hope you like meeeeeee. . .

I woke up, contemplated this, and then cracked up laughing. My subconscious, she is *such* a sap.
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Sometimes I have wished that LJ would develop a functionality that would let you bookmark a particular point in your friendslist when you log off -- planting a temporal stake, metaphorically speaking -- and then, when you return, go to that point and catch up on posts in actual, rather than reverse, chronological order.

And yet, that would cheat me of such strange temporal/topical loops as the Great Frienditto Imbroglio, which apparently appeared, flared to fever pitch, and has now subsided to steady burn state, all in the eleven hours between my departure for work this morning and my return from the gym this evening. I have a perverse love for stumbling on such things in mid-uproar, and then backtracking through everyone's posts looking for Entry Zero.

(And are there *really* people in the world half-witted enough to go around blithely giving out their LJ password out to strangers? Mercy.)
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[livejournal.com profile] kelliem posted a rant in her LJ today expressing her frustration with a bit of fanon she sees creeping into ever more dS stories--namely, RayK as a smoker. I started to reply in her comments, realized I was getting long, and decided to post this here. I hope it goes without saying that I'm writing this not to argue with Kellie, whom I greatly like and respect, or to disparage her rights to her beliefs and opinions. But her entry gave me occasion to think about the ways in which we justify fanon... )


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