Random Oddness in My Life
Jul. 7th, 2004 02:34 pmI'm mostly used to weirdness in my life. But every once in a while something makes me acutely aware of the variety of weirdnesses there are.
I subscribe to a private email list run by a group I joined in college. There's a great deal of political and philosophical debate, combined with some gossip, socializing, and occasional invective.
After one of the list members went to see Troy, a subset of the list has burst into sometimes heated debate about whether Hector or Achilles was the real hero of The Iliad, each side suggesting at times that the other represents some form of corruption that runs rampant nowadays.
To be fair, most members of the list are just watching from the sidelines and occasionally inserting wisecracks. One-liners abound, such as one member's opinion that Diane Kruger was a poor choice to play Helen, as she is capable of launching at most three or four ships. And another suggests that if an adolescent Helen had accidentally bumped into a column and broken her now, then Achilles and Hector would probably have wound up just one day meeting for beers and discussing tricks of the trade.
I suppose no one unfamiliar with this crowd would really get what I'm talking about, so just trust me: it's odd.
I subscribe to a private email list run by a group I joined in college. There's a great deal of political and philosophical debate, combined with some gossip, socializing, and occasional invective.
After one of the list members went to see Troy, a subset of the list has burst into sometimes heated debate about whether Hector or Achilles was the real hero of The Iliad, each side suggesting at times that the other represents some form of corruption that runs rampant nowadays.
To be fair, most members of the list are just watching from the sidelines and occasionally inserting wisecracks. One-liners abound, such as one member's opinion that Diane Kruger was a poor choice to play Helen, as she is capable of launching at most three or four ships. And another suggests that if an adolescent Helen had accidentally bumped into a column and broken her now, then Achilles and Hector would probably have wound up just one day meeting for beers and discussing tricks of the trade.
I suppose no one unfamiliar with this crowd would really get what I'm talking about, so just trust me: it's odd.