I've said this to Ami in a half-joking way lately, but when did we become Harry Potter fandom and its giant wank wars? I feel like there is, and will always be, a dissonance between slash and het, if ony for the feeling on both sides that "x has paired my favorite character with y, and how could they?" Clearly people are sensitive to the dismissal of their writing or pairing or whatever as being untrue to someone else's perceptions of the character, and that can lead to all sorts of defensiveness.
People don't read John/Rodney for the same reason I don't read John/Elizabeth; because it doesn't make sense in my head. However, it is, sadly, by its nature an argument where people will never agree to disagree. There will always be somone out there saying "you made John do what?? and someone else out there bitching about the poor caliber of work being put out by X shippers on Y site. All in the name of protecting their characterization, canon or no.
I would make a pithy reference to apples and oranges and Rodney's allergy to citrus, but my bedroom ceiling fell in at one this morning so I haven't really gotten enough sleep.
That said, I really do miss the good old days of Farscape fandom, where we all got along (mostly) and smiled and nodded and had one big happy archive and if Bekka wrote DRD porn we all just smiled and nodded and tried not to think about it too much. Maybe that's another thing; Farscape fans could never really take themselves too seriously and the actors were always willing to make dirty nasty insinuations about what Scorpy was doing with who and where that leather collar went (thank you, Wayne Pygram). But that's all beside the point.
The point is our investment in these characters makes us feel protective of them. Also? We're a whole bunch of opinionated bitches. I mean both these things in the kindest of ways, truly. However, opinions clash, and people take sides, and there is always going to be someone feeling slighted. It's exhausting, and I'm amazed at how people are able to keep up with it all.
Yeah, this would probably be more cogent if I had sleep and a few litres of coffee in my system. As it is, all I'm really trying to say here is "Why can't we all just get along?" while I hold my teddy bear and rock back and forth on the couch. We'll ignore the domestic argument comparison I just made (ceiling. fell down.) and just say, yeah, people are cwaaazy.
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People don't read John/Rodney for the same reason I don't read John/Elizabeth; because it doesn't make sense in my head. However, it is, sadly, by its nature an argument where people will never agree to disagree. There will always be somone out there saying "you made John do what?? and someone else out there bitching about the poor caliber of work being put out by X shippers on Y site. All in the name of protecting their characterization, canon or no.
I would make a pithy reference to apples and oranges and Rodney's allergy to citrus, but my bedroom ceiling fell in at one this morning so I haven't really gotten enough sleep.
That said, I really do miss the good old days of Farscape fandom, where we all got along (mostly) and smiled and nodded and had one big happy archive and if Bekka wrote DRD porn we all just smiled and nodded and tried not to think about it too much. Maybe that's another thing; Farscape fans could never really take themselves too seriously and the actors were always willing to make dirty nasty insinuations about what Scorpy was doing with who and where that leather collar went (thank you, Wayne Pygram). But that's all beside the point.
The point is our investment in these characters makes us feel protective of them. Also? We're a whole bunch of opinionated bitches. I mean both these things in the kindest of ways, truly. However, opinions clash, and people take sides, and there is always going to be someone feeling slighted. It's exhausting, and I'm amazed at how people are able to keep up with it all.
Yeah, this would probably be more cogent if I had sleep and a few litres of coffee in my system. As it is, all I'm really trying to say here is "Why can't we all just get along?" while I hold my teddy bear and rock back and forth on the couch. We'll ignore the domestic argument comparison I just made (ceiling. fell down.) and just say, yeah, people are cwaaazy.