more golden compass blather
Nov. 28th, 2007 11:59 pmThe Catholic League's rampant prejudice of HDM has reached Ireland, apparently: there was an article in the Independent, a couple of them really. Mostly I try to ignore them (though I invariably end up reading them anyway), because they just make me annoyed. But this one ended on a note that makes me think that people can, actually, be logical:
Displaying a more moderate approach, at the Catholic Bishops' Conference of England and Wales yesterday, a polite young woman explained: "We can't comment on a film we haven't seen yet."
...I just. What? A logical approach to a controversy, from either side, is stunningly beautiful news. I just wish more people would look at it that way. (I mean, hell, I'm pretty well biased in favor of HDM, I'll freely admit that; but I also can't possibly comment, in any meaningful way, on the film. Nobody has seen it yet.* Just hold your horses.)
* Except for those lucky people who went to the London premiere, which happened already. *sigh*
In totally unrelated news I had a really disturbing dream last night involving bloody noses and teeth falling out (both mine, yes) and I really don't want to go to bed. I looked up what that's supposed to mean, since I recall it being fairly common though I've never dreamt it before. Apparently it can mean anything from anxiety about personal appearance (not so much) or relationships (not so much), to worries about being silenced or not getting to say everything you want (not for myself, maybe about other people's silence, but it ain't my business), to money issues (I mean, sure, but it's nothing new & not really worrying), to the fact that it means a close friend or family member is very sick. Which of course makes me irrationally worry, despite the fact that's an ancient Chinese legend anyway, & a dream about losing teeth might just be a dream about losing teeth. Still. It was disturbing as hell, I am not a fan, & if I have any more bad dreams tonight I'm gonna...gonna...I don't know, slap a censor sticker on my brain or something. I just wanna sleep well tonight, that's all.
Displaying a more moderate approach, at the Catholic Bishops' Conference of England and Wales yesterday, a polite young woman explained: "We can't comment on a film we haven't seen yet."
...I just. What? A logical approach to a controversy, from either side, is stunningly beautiful news. I just wish more people would look at it that way. (I mean, hell, I'm pretty well biased in favor of HDM, I'll freely admit that; but I also can't possibly comment, in any meaningful way, on the film. Nobody has seen it yet.* Just hold your horses.)
* Except for those lucky people who went to the London premiere, which happened already. *sigh*
In totally unrelated news I had a really disturbing dream last night involving bloody noses and teeth falling out (both mine, yes) and I really don't want to go to bed. I looked up what that's supposed to mean, since I recall it being fairly common though I've never dreamt it before. Apparently it can mean anything from anxiety about personal appearance (not so much) or relationships (not so much), to worries about being silenced or not getting to say everything you want (not for myself, maybe about other people's silence, but it ain't my business), to money issues (I mean, sure, but it's nothing new & not really worrying), to the fact that it means a close friend or family member is very sick. Which of course makes me irrationally worry, despite the fact that's an ancient Chinese legend anyway, & a dream about losing teeth might just be a dream about losing teeth. Still. It was disturbing as hell, I am not a fan, & if I have any more bad dreams tonight I'm gonna...gonna...I don't know, slap a censor sticker on my brain or something. I just wanna sleep well tonight, that's all.