adapted from the movie Blade Runner.
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[08:19] <XXXX> Old Fen: "We're better because we don't do this new awful thing that's
[08:19] <XXXX> going to ruin fandom."
[08:19] <XXXX> New Fen: "*We're* better because we embrace change, and anyway, our way of
[08:19] <XXXX> doing the same fucking thing is more virtuous."
[08:19] <XXXX> Propellerheads: "It's all just a little bit of history repeating."
around this time, a new fangled thing called "blogs" was taking off and mailing lists were waning, prompting this IRC discussion
[08:26] <ZZZZ> here is the blog
[08:26] <XXXX> okey!
[08:26] <ZZZZ> you should read
[08:27] <ZZZZ> it has some discsusion of the vids too
[08:27] <YYYY> thanks!
[08:27] <ZZZZ> and you can wander onto other blobs on the left sidebar
[08:27] <ZZZZ> just be warned -- blogs -- and people are weird
[08:27] <ZZZZ> that should be sig line
[08:27] <YYYY> IMGLO, blogs are contributing to the comatose state of lists.
[08:43] <XXXX> YYYY- I agree re: blogs keeping the lists quiet
[08:44] <XXXX> and yet I can see that in a sense, blogging will become inevitable.
[08:44] <XXXX> and perhaps positive rather than negative - in that you don't have to *delete* stuff from idiots; just don't visit their blogs.
[08:44] <XXXX> and clicking from blog to blog is no different, really, from clicking from email to email.
[08:44] <YYYY> I think so, too. I have 29 full, handwritten journals. I guess I'm out of that phase.
[08:45] <XXXX> In a way, it allows you to create your own, specific email list
[08:45] <XXXX> with *just* the people you want to hear from.
Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and I’ve often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I’m all right, I’m all right
I’m just weary to my bones
Still, you don’t expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home
I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered
Or driven to its knees
Oh, but it’s all right, it’s all right
For we've lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road
We’re traveling on
I wonder what went wrong
I can’t help it, I wonder what’s gone wrong
And I dreamed I was dying
And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
And I dreamed I was flying
And high above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying
Oh, we come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age’s most uncertain hour
And sing an American tune
Oh, it’s all right, it’s all right
It’s all right, it’s all right
You can’t be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day
And I’m trying to get some rest
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest.
"The biggest fear in print fandom is that the internet will kill print zines. If it does, it might be a timely death. If it does, we will call it suicide - not murder - because print zine Editors and contributors will have chosen death instead of change. Fan fiction will go on regardless. Fan fiction is free. Long live free fan fiction."
edited to add another one: "I really liked the restoration of the meld by Kirk touching Spock's cock."
I added this quote today to a Fanlore article:
"I blame Trek fandom for unleashing their ghastly youngsters on an unsuspecting public. If they spent less time swanning around in costume and running fanfiction archives of dubious morality, and more time attending to the upbringing of their own next generation, this sort of thing wouldn’t happen." ~ from "Mina de Malfois and the Young Blood" (part three).