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Tales out of the Sunken Lands
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I want to outline why I, personally, do not favour the “unreliable narrator” theory about The Silmarillion. I’ve heard two versions of it, one with the narration being biased against the Fëanorians, the other with it being biased against the Sindar (and specifically against Maeglin and Eöl).

The difficulty with the first theory is that the tone of the narration isn’t anti-Fëanor; in fact it’s very balanced. His story, and that of his sons, is described in the style of a tragedy, not a denunciation. The entire tone of it, culminating in the eulogy, “the mightiest of the Noldor, of whose deeds came both their greatest renown and their most grievous woe,” has a sense of tragically wasted potential for good, not of hostility towards the character. Even the Second and Third Kinslayings are written about in a tone more of tragedy than of pure condemnation - for such was the sorrow and confusion in the hearts of the Eldar in those days - and events that would have been known only to Fëanorians, such as Maedhros searching for Eluréd and Elurín, are included, though they could easily have been omitted by an actively hostile narrator. To the extent that the Fëanorians come across negatively, it is because they did terrible things, waging wars (well, battles) of aggression against other elves and against civilians and betraying their kin and friends.

There is a distinct difference between the tone the narrative takes of the Fëanorians and the tone it takes on Maeglin, with the former being more What tragically wasted potential and the latter being more just one of Fuck that guy. But the problem with attributing the account of Maeglin’s actions to narrative bias is that such doesn’t line up at all with the portrait of the Sindar generally. The Sindar are a major part of the two most complete Great Stories within The Silmarillion, the Lay of Leithian (Beren and Lúthien) and the Narn i Hîn Húrin (Tale of the Children of Húrin), and are portrayed positively in both - indeed, Lúthien is probably the single most unambiguously and impressively heroic character in the entire Silmarillion. (Thanks to the genuinely biased real-life storyteller, who loved his wife very much.) In the Narn i Hîn Húrin, Beleg and Thingol and Melian are all portrayed positively. So there’s no hostility to the Sindar here (though there is some cultural chauvinism).

Thus, to claim Maeglin was slandered, you have to theorize that the narrator had a very specific vendetta against only Eöl and Maeglin, and no one else, rather than them both being shown in negative terms because, like the Fëanorians, they did objectively terrible things. And the narrative includes statements (such as saying that Maeglin wasn’t a coward) that it would have no need to do if this was just a hit job. It acknowledges that elves taken captive by Morgoth can be controlled by him. It shows sympathy or pity for traitors under duress such as Gorlim (‘the Unhappy’) in the Leithian. And it specifically distinguishes Maeglin from this, as someone who chose to collaborate with Morgoth for evil ends. Maeglin’s actions in trying to take Idril captive at the sack of Gondolin are also actions in support of what Maeglin wants, not just Morgoth’s goals. Is he influenced? Yes; both Morgoth and Sauron show skill at corrupting others to evil ends. Is he controlled and brainwashed, and not to blame for his actions? No.

(There are other elements in places like Unfinished Tales that also support that this was Tolkien’s view of Maeglin. For example, in ‘Of Tuor and his Coming to Gondolin’, Maeglin is described as having made the Seventh Gate of Gondolin, the Gate of Steel, after the Nirnaeth. No negative or positive value is attached to this by the narration, but the symbolism is very clear and deliberate on Tolkien’s part. The first three gates - Wood, Stone, and Bronze - are geometric. The next three - Writhen Iron, Silver, and Gold - have symbols of the Valar: Thorondor, Telperion, and Laurelin. And the Seventh, specifically built late in Gondolin’s history, has Turgon’s crown, and unlike the others, does not have a gate: symbolically, putting Turgon above the Valar and indicating both his growing pride and shift to absolute isolationism, with Maeglin’s construction of it presenting him symbolically as an influence in both those things.)

Now sure, you can break things up and say “everything positive written about X character is true, and all the negative stuff is calumny by their detractors!” but that feels rather self-serving; and if you’re making assumptions like that, it elimates the point of discussing or analyzing the text as all, since anything can be claimed and no evidence is needed. At that point, you might as well write your own original story with the characters you want, rather than pretending they’re Tolkien’s.

Personally, I take the narration of the Silmarillion as being broadly omniscient when it’s convenient to Tolkien (characters’ thoughts are recorded even when they are unlikely to have confided them) and vague when he prefers to leave certain elements undefined (such as the fate of Eluréd and Elurín, though it’s possible that Tolkien just didn’t want to say outright “yes, these young children froze to death.” It was midwinter - they would have certainly have frozen before they starved, absent other rescue.)

In addition to the textual support for this view, I find it more personally interesting to play off of. I’m not generally drawn to rewrites or reinterpretations of stories that go with ‘actually the heroes did a bunch of bad stuff offscreen - and the villain did a bunch of good stuff that wasn’t recorded - and the villain had good reasons for all the evil stuff they did on-screen - so the villain is really the hero!’ (It’s why I didn’t watch Maleficent and am not especially interested in seeing Wicked.) And especially for The Silmarillion, where it’s theoretically possible for any of the Elven characters to return to life, I find it far more interesting to ask the question: “Starting from the basis that this character did do all the things depicted in The Silmarillion, could they come back (or be brought back) from that? What would redemption involve? What would it look like?” I’ve imagined redemption narratives for Maeglin, and for Maedhros and Maglor, starting from that premise (I tried one for Celegorm, but it doesn’t work, even in my head), and I far prefer fully grappling with and adressing the wrong they’ve done over attempting to rewrite, ignore, minimize, or justify it.

I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.

My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813

*electric guitar riff*

And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like

Some people have been wondering about the raccoon. Listen. Listennn. Don't ask about the raccoon.

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But does the racoon survive the Uruk-Hai? Does he curl up on Aragorn's head, or does he go straight to Faramir? Does he bite Denethor?

My friend. My colleague. My brother my captain my king. I too have been pondering this question, and in my mind there can be only one ultimate outcome.

A few months later

All hail the High Warden of Gondor.

Epilogue: It ADORES Faramir.

I’m going to wear this on my head like a raccoon and show everyone

Yall wanna hear a kinda funny, kinda sad story about my grandmother and hetero-normativity?

Ok, so... when my grandmother was in her 50s (I was an infant), she met a woman at the Unitarian Church. And, as can happen when you meet your soul mate, this event made it impossible for her to deny parts of herself that she had fiercely hidden her whole life.

All the drama- their affair being found out, the divorce with my grandfather, the court battle over who got the house, happened while I was a baby. Even in my earliest memories, it's just Mama Jo and Oma, and my grandfather lived elsewhere (first his own apartment, then a nursing home, then with us.)

But here's the thing- no one ever explained any of this to me. No one ever sat down and was like "hey, Rosie, so do you know what a lesbian is?" It was the 90s. It was Texas. I think my mom was still kinda processing all this, and just assumed that like... I was gonna figure it out. Don't mention it, let it just be normal. Like I think my mom thought that if she explained the situation, she would be making it weird? I dunno.

But like. In the 90s, in all the movies I had seen and books I had read, do you know how many same sex couples I had seen? Like. 0. Do you know how many "platonic best friend/roommates" I had seen? A lot. I had no context, is what I'm saying.

I literally thought this was a Golden Girls, roommates, besties situation until I was like...I dunno, 11? 12?

It was actually their parrot, an African Grey named Spike, imitating my grandmothers voice saying "Johanna, honey, it's getting late", that triggered the MIND BLOWN moment as I realized that *there's only one master bedroom and it only has 1 waterbed* when all the pieces finally clicked.

Anyway. I think it's a real important thing for kids to know queer people exist, for a lot of reasons, but also because kids can be clueless and it's embarrassing to have your grandmother be outted by a parrot because everyone just thought you'd figure it out on your own.

Anyway, here is my grandma and her wife, my Oma, after they moved to Albuquerque to be artsy gay cowboys and live their best life. They helped run a "Lesbian Dude Ranch" out there (basically just with funding and financial support. As Oma has explained "traditionally, most lesbians don't have a lot of money" so they wrote the checks and let the younger ladies actually run the ranch.)

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But the jewel burned the hand of Maedhros in pain unbearable; and he perceived that it was as Eönwë had said, that his right thereto had become void, and the oath was in vain.

[ID: Digital painting of Maedhros holding (and being burned by) the Silmaril. He's seen in profile on a background of mountains with lava rifts in them and a reddish sky with clouds. He is pale-skinned, wearing full armour and his long red hair is partly braided, with a copper circlet and a number of copper earrings and an earcuff. He is holding the Silmaril in his right hand, hunched over, while his left arm, the hand missing, is resting against his ornamented sword. He is crying and seemingly in pain.]

And close-ups because I've put so much effort in the details and Tumblr's compression is ugh. [ID: two close-ups of the painting above.]

Long ago, you tricked a demon into giving you immortality. Enraged, the demon placed a curse on you. Every door you walk through takes you to a different place, but never where you want to go. Several years later, you’re just trying to get back home.

I would consistently wish that each door takes me to a place where I could be happy for a time, but not forever. Home is something you can build where you are.

Alternatively, and maybe at the same time, I would push the rules of what can be defined as a door. Three sticks in an arch? Two halves of a room separated by an overheard beam?

So I haven't talked a hell of a lot about my classes this semester because there doesn't seem to be that much to say but one thing that has been really interesting to me is how much I'm enjoying my statistics class.

The first thing is that my professor is a good lecturer with a good grasp about what trips students up - she's constantly saying "highlight this, this is confusing and you will need to remember it" or "make a note, this is where I often see students make mistakes in their work" and that is fantastic.

But part of it is that this class gives absolutely no fucks about what would be considered cheating in a lot of math classes? Like, not only are a wide variety of calculators extremely strongly encouraged, but the actual assignment portal will export the data for questions for excel so that you don't have to remember how to calculate the variance, you just have to enter the formula.

We are actively supposed to have our guided notes with us for the tests; we're constantly referring to tables the professor has provided for Z-values. This means that we've also got the long form and step-by-step instructions for each type of problem we're doing right next to us (and the tests give us a *ridiculous* amount of time in case we need to work out the problems by hand, like 3 hours for 10 questions).

This is the least-stressed I've ever been in any kind of math class, which I thought would be a high bar to clear after my wonderful algebra class last year.

It turns out that when you've got copious reference material, good instruction, a bunch of resources on hand, and low time pressure some kinds of math are actually. Like. Kind of fun? This is relaxing. It feels like solving puzzles.

Anonymous asked:

If we go with Amrod burned at Losgar - wasn't he the least terrible feanorian? Sure he swore the oath and took part in alqualonde (which might have been a huge mess in the darkness) but he was much less of a war crime doer than the brothers who outlived him

That would certainly be a good thing to think about! I generally subscribe to whichever version makes more angst for the conversation at hand. Generally that means that Amrod dies early—sorry, buddy.

Either way, I think my phrasing in the last post’s tags were ‘no good ones,’ not that there’s a least controversial one out there. IMHO, Kinslayings kind of… peter out in their ability to stain a soul once they start stacking. Certainly any additional murders are bad, but I’m not sure a once-Kinslayer is demonstrably better than a twice-Kinslayer—it’s all murder and it’s all wrong.

This, I would imagine, is particularly true for the cultural morality of Elves. We need to remember that the Fëanorions invented Kinslaying as a crime that could be done. As such, those seven elves carry a particular distinction of foul innovation on top of, y’know, being murderers. Even if other people joined in on the fun (arguably Fingon and his followers), the Fëanorions would always be the first. I’m pretty sure the Fëanorions would all be tarred with the same brush in the popular conscience.

And as a side note, it’s worth noting that only death prevented any Fëanorion from committing additional war crimes. I’m not terribly convinced that having fewer Kinslayings to one’s name because one missed the chance makes that person better.

This LOVELY piece of art was commissioned for me by my friend @valasania-the-pale from @kgvv0! Happy graduation to me :)

Faera is my character in a duet campaign that Val and I have been doing since January. She’s a crafty drow rogue/warlock who loves tomb-robbing and gets easily flustered hehe

life cycle of a doomed elf

Experimenting with Maedhros' character design and how it changes as his mental health and self-image deteriorate. Young Maedhros is very very conscious of his appearance and how he presents himself, and that doesn't change in Beleriand: he puts great effort into re-shaping his image as a warrior. The distinction from his younger self is very deliberate. Maedhros isn't Prince Nelyafinwe Maitimo any more and doesn't want to pretend he is (that's partly why I headcanon him keeping his hair short post-Thangorodrim, among other reasons).

It's only after the Nirnaeth that Maedhros stops caring how other people see him, and from then on the deterioration in his mental state is rapid and obvious.

Quiz Time: if you had a Silmaril, where would you hide it? You have 24 hours, then Maedhros and Maglor start looking for it

I was like… surely they can’t access it if I sent it up to the ISS even if they knew where it was! They can just eject it into space to orbit the earth! And then I realized I found the modern Vingilot and had to go lie down.

Dropping it in the Mariana Trench and an active volcano were also my next options, again not just because they’re thematic but because they’re fucking impossible to access.

Just don’t put it anywhere people are expected to guard it, because not only are they likely to fail, they will also probably die.