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Glee isn't my fandom. I'm not all that interested in Glee outside of the canon (except for a select few fics that caught my attention) and far more interested in the Meta of the show.

I spoke to two people, two people about a textual incidence that just wouldn't leave me alone and which touched a nerve of the personal kind.

I chatted with my ex-gf for some perspective and with [ profile] verasteine for a more fannishly focused thought, as I tried to pinpoint what the hell was bugging me.

See, someone tweeted the other day, regarding their interest in Glee canon, that "I really am interested in how Santana develops, but I like my queers queerer than that. So, Klaine shipping lesbian. FTW."

I had replied asking what "queerer" meant. The reply was that girly women weren't as easy to identify with and implied that they were less interesting than butch women and/or camp men. It felt like a punch in the gut to read that. Not because I know this tweeter/blogger beyond the textual platform, but the sentiment is one that I've had to deal with more often than not, in fandom and out of it.

At this point I would like to explicitly say that this isn't a personal attack against this tweeter/blogger. I like her and what she has to say about Glee. I've enjoyed a chat with her and pretty much rely on her for all my Glee News. Those tweets are part, I feel, of a larger problem in fandom and something endemic in the culture at large and in a fandom like Glee in particular, which is very much hit and miss in the way it treats characters and the way the fandom follows the patterns the culture indoctrinates us to treat female characters and queer female characters in particular.

On a personal level, as a girly (not quite femme, but definitely feminine) queer girl, being told that that there is a hierarchy of "queer" offends me. The visibility of queer people relies in heteronormative standards of beauty and judgement. Camp men and butch women will often pay a hefty price for standing up for who they are, because our to present ourselves as we truly are and spitting in the face of what are considered straight beauty standards is very brave. Not passing, whether on purpose or not, can be dangerous.

As a girly queer - longish hair, curvy physique, feminine clothes and feminine mannerisms - despite being sometimes hairy, sometimes not - I am sometimes passed over by "gaydars", though I've been told that once I speak it cannot be missed how queer I actually am.

So, yes, I have privilege in heteronormative society. But reading about "queerer queers"? The devaluation I suddenly felt was something I'd only felt once before. When an old friend asked me whether I really was bisexual? Because, hey, I didn't "act like one".
Whatever the fuck that meant.
Is there a litmus test of gayness? Are lesbians more "real" if they're big bull dykes?
Is Coach Beiste less straight because she's butch?

But whatever. The thing is, there is this trend with queer characters where it's assumed that queer men can represent all queers, while queer women are, you know, specific. Queer women can only represent queer women and if they're not queer in a certain way, well, they're just not good enough.

Kurt and Baline can be either camp or not. Santana just isn't up to scratch, what with her having been with both guys and girls and Brittany staying with Artie.
Santana doesn't look any different from any other pretty girl, she just doesn't count as much.

Kurt is written in a way that's a cut above the rest, even with inconsistency when it comes to his characterisation, he was always more complex, more challenging than other characters.

This has to do, I think, with the cultural notion that girls are worth less than boys. This is doubly so when it comes to queer girls in a mixed show, mixed being a show that isn't focused on female characters as a rule. This is something that was noticeable in Queer as Folk (both versions), Torchwood, Will & Grace, Shameless, I guess I can go on.
All the above shows have both queer men and women, I think you can guess who gets more focus in the show itself and in the various fandoms.
Not only that, a lot of the times, the women's queer identity will more often be either challenged or ridiculed in a certain way.

In fandom boys trump girls, always. You don't need to look at the size of femmslash fandom as opposed to slash fandom to see it.
I am also guilty of this kind of focus.

I've been spoiled regarding Santana standing up to the homophobic/secretly gay bully Korofsky with Kurt and Blaine. I'm looking forward to seeing the ep. It still smarts that after Santana and Brittany have been treated like comic relief and straight boy titillation that we're seeing some female queer content than matters in this phenomenon that is Glee.

As I said Glee isn't my fandom, but it is my show. So I care. A lot.
eumelia: (omg lesbians!)
I want to talk about "Glee" for a moment.

I'm not in theFandom, I don't follow any News regarding the show, I kind of knew going in when I started watching it last year that I'd be in two minds about it, due to my ambivalence regarding the head writer and creator Ryan Murphy, he of "Nip/Tuck" notoriety.

I care about "Glee", I didn't want to, but I tend to care about shows my mother cares about, possibly because I always wanted her to care about the shows I cared about - unfortunately, she disapproved of "Buffy" when I was a teenager and really couldn't grok "Doctor Who" in its current incarnation, not to mention "Torchwood".

My shows are cult, her shows are mainstream.

Let me tell you, the last two episodes of "Glee" (Sexy and Original Song) both of which I watched alone, I'm kind of dreading the reaction my mother would have towards them.

My parents really are awesome to a great degree, but when it comes to understanding what I'm about when it comes to my own presentation of myself as a queer person, they don't really get it and they certainly don't get my criticism of queer representation in media.

Now I talk about events in Glee episodes, cut for spoilers, if you care )
eumelia: (diese religione)
I know this is coming in a delay to most you who follow Glee.

I'm a few weeks behind the broadcast in the States as I'm watching it through our satellite services that have bought the show and we're something like two weeks behind the US.

So I've still got the Rocky Horror Glee Show to look forward to and this week I watched the "God Episode".

Cut for potential spoilers and the whole religion and atheist thing )

The music, per usual, was brilliant and were I able to just black out the plot and writing and just enjoy the music I'd probably feel a whole lot less frustrated about being a regular viewer of this show.
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And am puzzled.

Perhaps because I am not American, this seems like a replication of every single high school drama ever?
Barring Degrassi which was Canadian and Buffy which mocked high school more than anything.

I mean the songs were good, very talented peeps.

But really? The clump of over done stereotypes is America's top show. I'm not judging anyone who watches it, god knows the stuff I like is considered trash, but really?

Where is the New-ness?
Where am I seeing something that is a little different?

I'll probably view the series, because I can see other members of my family are utterly smitten, but really?
One's inner conflict is by being both a jock and a glee club singer?

Also, why is every female character obsessing over something and it's made to seem dysfunctional? Why is the football coach not taking "No" for an answer when the teacher with OCD rejects him? Why is Jane Lynch constantly type cast as the mannish coach?!

Why is everyone so mean to Artie!? The kid in the wheelchair, the only thing he is, is the geeky kid in the wheelchair.

Again, perhaps because the notion of cliques and this type of stratification of social circles isn't something I've actually experienced and it all seems to be this imaginary and fantastical Jungian thing... it all seems a bit much.

Help me here US friends, is high school really like that? Or is this also Buffy-esque and the monsters are instead simply exaggerated stereotypical roles?

As an aside, my mom told me not to read too much into it. At which point I laughed me EVIL LAUGH! Mwahahahaha.


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June 2015

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"


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