Day 10 Snowflake. Motif trope, banzai!
Jan. 11th, 2018 02:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pronkerIn your own space, share your love for a trope, cliché, kink, motif, or theme. (Or a few!) Tell us what makes it work for you, and why it appeals to you so much. Talk about what you like to see in fanworks featuring that theme most. Feel free to include recs and examples!
I love the IDIC from Star Trek: TOS in October 1968. In 1968, the US staggered with the assassinations of Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King, Jr., coupled with the Tet Offensive. To me, a junior in high school, it seemed the worst year ever. To teens, many things are 'worst ever' and of course we didn't really know what we were talking about, but yeah, the year sucked.
Personally, my solipsistic universe got immeasurably better with being sixteen years old, instead of the godawful thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen years of age, yuck. But for the larger view, when Star Trek episode now termed 3x07, "Is There In Truth No Beauty?" aired late in the year, Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations spoke of tolerance in the philosophy of Vulcans and for this Earther.
That same year, I had a loved homeroom teacher who said, "Tolerance? Piffle! Well, if you only tolerate someone without love, tolerance is ... (and here she gestured dismissively). Upon hearing that, I still loved her, but her statement about tolerance made me think. Dang, I gotta love everybody? What a burden to the lover and the lovee! I must meet their standards and they must meet mine for love? Thinking back, she likely meant agape and not individual love, but hey, I am not that nice. It disses tolerance as a virtue, the ability to see flaws and say meh.
I love the IDIC from Star Trek: TOS in October 1968. In 1968, the US staggered with the assassinations of Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King, Jr., coupled with the Tet Offensive. To me, a junior in high school, it seemed the worst year ever. To teens, many things are 'worst ever' and of course we didn't really know what we were talking about, but yeah, the year sucked.
Personally, my solipsistic universe got immeasurably better with being sixteen years old, instead of the godawful thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen years of age, yuck. But for the larger view, when Star Trek episode now termed 3x07, "Is There In Truth No Beauty?" aired late in the year, Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations spoke of tolerance in the philosophy of Vulcans and for this Earther.
That same year, I had a loved homeroom teacher who said, "Tolerance? Piffle! Well, if you only tolerate someone without love, tolerance is ... (and here she gestured dismissively). Upon hearing that, I still loved her, but her statement about tolerance made me think. Dang, I gotta love everybody? What a burden to the lover and the lovee! I must meet their standards and they must meet mine for love? Thinking back, she likely meant agape and not individual love, but hey, I am not that nice. It disses tolerance as a virtue, the ability to see flaws and say meh.
