Endocrine cells in the brain influence the optimization of behavior
A person exposed to stress can usually rapidly adapt
the own behavior to the specific situation. Biochemical messenger
substances in the brain or so-called neurotransmitters play a central
role in this rapid transformation process. We know that hormones also
have a stress-regulating function, but that their effects are more
slowly apparent. However, recent findings reported by the team under
Professor Soojin Ryu, leading researcher at the German Resilience Center
of Johannes Gutenberg University Mainz (JGU) in Germany, indicate that
this may not actually be the case. Using a combination of genetic and
optical techniques, the research team has been able to demonstrate that
corticotrophs, the cell populations that stimulate the adrenal cortex
and produce the stress hormones of the hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal
axis, can rapidly influence avoidance behavior immediately after the
onset of a stress situation. This insight may contribute to the
development of effective treatments that can facilitate the management
of acute stress-induced reactions or might even be able to alleviate
acute stress-related conditions. The findings have recently been
published in the eminent journal Nature Communications.
The human body is controlled by two well-orchestrated
systems, i.e., the hormonal system and the nervous system. The
hypothalamus located in the middle of the basis of the brain has a key
role here providing the link between the body and the other regions of
the brain as well as directly and indirectly controlling a series of
essential physiological vegetative functions. In addition, it is the
most important control organ of the human endocrine system (hormonal
system), because it regulates when and how much of a hormone is
produced. Both the hypothalamus and its production of hormone are also
subject to the influences of emotional stress. The pituitary gland or
hypophysis is connected to the hypothalamus and together they form a
single functional unit called the hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal (HPA)
Hormones secreted by the hypothalamus include the
so-called releasing hormones, such as the corticotropin-releasing
hormone (CRH). This stimulates the production of the adrenocorticotropic
hormone (ACTCH) in the pituitary gland. ACTH is a hormone secreted by
the anterior lobe of the pituitary and it regulates the production of
other hormones, such as the stress hormone cortisol (hydrocortisone).
It can be basically assumed that the neurotransmitters
of the central nervous system rapidly determine whether fight or flight
behavior is to develop in a given situation. To date, medical science
has conjectured that the stress-regulating effects of the hormones of
the hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal (HPA) axis come into play far more
slowly. Stress researchers found it very problematic to establish the
concrete role of the HPA axis in the rapid adaptation of behavior in a
stress situation in more detail in standard animal models. This is
because the location of the hypothalamus and pituitary gland in mammals
makes them difficult to access. To overcome these obstacles, Professor
Soojin Ryu’s work group at the German Resilience Center at Johannes
Gutenberg University Mainz decided to create an innovative optogenetic
research technique. They managed to develop a genetically modified
zebrafish larva in which they were able to manipulate the activity of
the hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal axis using light and thus observe the
resultant changes to the reactions of the modified cells.
Two original concepts have been brought together in
the new technique of Professor Soojin Ryu’s group: On the one hand, it
employs optogenetic methods, i.e., a combination of optical and genetic
techniques. This makes it possible to precisely control, in a targeted
and extremely rapid manner, the functional reactions of genetically
modified cells. The process first involves the modification of
light-sensitive proteins using genetic techniques. These are then
introduced into specific target cells or tissues. The functioning of
these proteins can then be regulated using light and the reaction of the
modified cells can be controlled. In addition, Ryu’s approach also
pioneers the use of a new animal model in stress research, here the
zebrafish. The advantage of the zebrafish, especially the transparent
larvae of these small tropical fish of the group of teleosts, is that
their development in the embryonic phase is similar to that in humans.
They also mature very rapidly and are thus ideal for the purposes of
genetic research. Moreover, the transparency of the larvae makes it easy
to observe the tissue sections of their bodies.
The researchers at the German Resilience Center in
Mainz introduced a synthetic enzyme into their animal model that
elevates the levels of the intracellular messenger substance cyclic
adenosine monophosphate (cAMP) only in the corticotropic cells of the
HPA axis. Their elevation is important for the release of hormones in
the corticotropic cells of the anterior pituitary. The levels of the
resulting so-called transgenetic animal stress hormones can be increased
by means of exposure to light. This means the researchers can thus
observe the accompanying changes to behavior.
The newly published research results of Professor
Soojin Ryu and her team at the German Resilience Center show that the
corticotropic cells in the pituitary become directly active on the onset
of a stress situation that is perceived as distressing. These then
influence both locomotion and avoidance behavior as well as the
sensitivity to the stimulus. The researchers interpret this as evidence
that the corticotropic cells in the pituitary play a significant role in
the rapid adaptation of behavior to local environments perceived as
5/3/17: FIRE WALK WITH ME vs PHENOMENA - The Comparative Analysis No One Asked For!
TWIN PEAKS: FIRE WALK WITH ME (1992) and PHENOMENA (1985) might not occur to most people as a pair, but they have two obvious things in common: They are products of two of the world’s best loved genre filmmakers, and they were thought to represent the nadir of each director’s career at the time of release. Incidentally, they are also both predicated on a sort of Alice through the looking glass format, and as such, they may have more to offer as a duet than a cursory consideration would suggest.
At the time of its release, after David Lynch’s groundbreaking television series was cancelled, the former suffered a lot from the preciousness with which audiences regarded Twin Peaks. A show fan (as opposed to a Lynch fan) might accept cutesy kookiness but not psychoanalytic abstraction; they might welcome a few good scares, but not being subject to constant terror and misery; and importantly, they might enjoy the idea of a cheerleader with a dark side, but sicken when the facts of Laura Palmer’s life are laid bare unromantically in all their R-rated glory.Topping all that off with the absence of most of the show’s beloved characters and/or actor (many of who expressed bitterness over Lynch more or less abandoning the program in its oft-maligned second season), it is unsurprising that the film met with boos, walkouts and scathing reviews upon release.
After a fashion, FIRE WALK WITH ME enjoyed a favorable reappraisal by its public, but no such forgiveness would come for Dario Argento’s PHENOMENA. This grisly fairy tale in which Jennifer Connelly uses her psychic connection with insects, and the aid of Donald Pleasance’s wayward helper monkey, to solve a series of murders, was understandably considered by many to be the beginning of the end of Argento’s already outrageous career. Up to that point, fans delighted in the logistical acrobatics of manic detective stories like PROFONDO ROSSO, and happily accepted the relatively anemic narrative of a fever dream like SUSPIRIA in light of its astonishing aesthetic powers. (Wiser sorts might even call this lack of “sense” a virtue) However, even these adventurous viewers had a hard time with PHENOMENA’s delirious dialog, its hysterical score that blends opera with heavy metal and surf rock, and its entirely preposterous premise. I have yet to come across a piece of critical writing that values this film as more than a collection of extreme examples of Argento’s defining characteristics as an artist. With that said, I have preemptively congratulated myself for attempting to say something about it as a story.
Both FWWM and PHENEMONA tell a little girl lost tale, in which the girls are specifically lost in a world of intimate violence and betrayal, with supernatural overtones. The mountain town of Twin Peaks, where prom queen Laura Palmer will live and die, is bathed in a searing white light by day as if to parody the pretended purity and simplicity of its people. A similarly blinding daylight bleaches the eerie environs of the Swiss Alps where a movie star has sent his beautiful daughter, Jennifer Corvino, to a fancy boarding school. By night, a cursed darkness seeps out of the pines surrounding both settings, laying cover for libidinous young men and bloodthirsty murderers. Our schoolgirl heroines have to battle both the mundane evils of ignorant adults and predatory peers, and real monsters disguised as loving fathers, upstanding school teachers, and even innocent children.
Although FIRE WALK WITH ME is a prequel to Twin Peaks, Laura Palmer is already in deep trouble at the beginning of the movie. Because she’s the most popular girl in the world, no one in a position to help thinks to wonder about her erratic behavior, nocturnal flights from her home, and often transparent misery. Laura’s fate is therefore determined by the remaining men in her life–her boyfriend Bobby, who is more a rabid dog than a person; her secret boyfriend James, who doesn’t have the humility to imagine that anything could be more powerful or important than his shallow teenage love for Laura; and Jacques, the owner of a bar on the wild Canadian border, who feeds Laura’s cocaine addiction and her compulsion to endanger and degrade herself. As in real life, Laura’s relationships are patterned after her relationship with her father, who in this case is essentially the devil.
Jennifer Corvino is also haunted by the specter of her father, which has a huge impact on her life, even though he never materializes. When she arrives at the elite Richard Wagner Academy for Girls, she is burdened with the stigma of having a rich, famous, and desirable daddy. Her social life basically has two facets, which her new roommate Sophie demonstrates efficiently: Jennifer is either subject to other people’s sexual obsession with her father, or subject to their sadism and jealousy. When Jennifer reveals that she knows movie star Paul Corvino, Sophie mindlessly assails her with a lustful rant about his body, and an invasive question about whether she has fucked him yet. Jennifer patiently explains that Paul Corvino is her father, but it’s hard to blame Sophie for her reaction, since Jennifer has brought armloads of pinups of her dad to decorate their dorm. The oedipal vibe of this scene (and the movie in general) is underlined by a weird comic touch in which Jennifer, hungry from her long journey, eats a jar of baby food left behind by Sophie’s family. Throughout the film, Jennifer will pine for the father who has abandoned her for a foreign film shoot, and have to fight alone against even less caring adults.
Of course, where Jennifer’s character is colored by this subtle form of romance with her father, Laura’s life is entirely ruined by the very real affair that her father carries on with her during the twilight fugue states shared by both of them. Her awareness of this ongoing trauma bubbles up to her consciousness in the form of hallucinatory visions of a demonic older man called Bob, who has been raping her since childhood. Laura sees him lurking behind her bedroom furniture, blames him for pages torn out of her secret diary, and believes he that he intends to fully possess her and thereby incarnate himself as her. Laura has only one real friend in the world, who she can’t possible tell about Bob: Donna Hayward (played here by Moira Kelly rather than Lara Flynn Boyle, to pretty much universal dismay). Donna loves Laura with the kind of unconditional love that most often occurs when a person doesn’t really know anything about their loved one. Donna’s innocence is so comically total that Laura must shield her not only from the story of Bob, but from her crippling drug addiction and frightening forays into prostitution. Inevitably, Donna martyrs herself on the cross of their friendship, attempting to prove her devotion by borrowing some of Laura’s sluttier clothes, getting wasted and almost screwing a young tough in the middle of Jacque’s bar. The harrowing sequence concludes with Laura, who has been perfectly evil to Donna all night in an attempt to ward her off, giving vent to a shattering scream at the sight of her friend being molested. Still, she is unable to experience or express actual love, screeching at her best friend, “DON’T YOU EVER WEAR MY STUFF!”
Donna’s love for Laura is as deep as her maturity allows, as FIRE WALK WITH ME and Twin Peaks frequently touch on the way in which teenage relationships are, paradoxically, exactly as passionate as they are shallow. PHENOMENA takes this a step farther, describing the corrosive, sadistic social environment that tends to sprout up between girls. After Jennifer tells the heartbreaking story of her philandering mother walking out on the family on Christmas (which, apropos nothing, has a curious similarity to Phoebe Cates’ dead santa story from GREMLINS), Sophie says, as if she hadn’t heard a word, that she’s glad Jennifer has arrived because she gets so lonely at night. Throughout their entire conversation, in fact, Jennifer’s dialog and Sophie’s dialog never seem to quite match up, as if they were in two separate movies. This makes for an acute description of the way in which young women readily perform the drama of being best friends forever, while not really acknowledging each other as individuals, or even liking each other very much. Shortly hereafter, Sophie absconds with Jennifer’s black and gold Armani pullover (all of the apparel in this film is provided by Armani, which contributes excellently to the film’s slick, icy look) to rendezvous with her boyfriend along the treeline. First she brags about knowing the daughter of a celebrity and stealing her clothes, but when she realizes that her boyfriend is now interested in Jennifer, she changes her tune. “She wears her hair like mine,” Sophie boasts, as if she were the influencer, and then cattily divulges that Jennifer sleepwalks, and must be crazy. PHENOMENA being essentially a slasher movie, Sophie isn’t long for this world, but Jennifer responds to her gruesome murder with a spirit of vengeance for her supposed friend.
PHENOMENA also boasts the mother of all mean girl sequences, a psychotic update of CARRIE’s “plug it up” scene, in which Jennifer’s classmates have cottoned to the fact that she “thinks” she can speak to bugs. A fabulous swirling tracking shot gathers a growing gang of girls around Jennifer, as they taunt her with insect noises which transform into a chant: WE WORSHIP YOU! WE WORSHIP YOU! Naturally, Jennifer’s insect friends descend on the school, threatening to crash through the windows as she declares messianically, “I love you. I love you all.” Of course, the grownups at the academy are partially to blame for the atmosphere around Jennifer. This revelation about her powers came to light because, guided by the psychic voice of a firefly, Jennifer wandered into the night to retrieve from the trees one of Sophie’s gloves, which contains a helpful maggot. This is another one of the film’s great and powerful scenes: Jennifer, cherubic in a white nightgown and dwarfed by the cold luminous cube of her dorm, glides across the pitch-black lawn as if in slow motion–while, in stark contradiction to this dreamy image, the soundtrack blares with a massive, speedy metal anthem. It’s a fascinating aesthetic device that Argento will employ again later in the film, accompanying slow, quite action with crushing, thrashy music. In any case, when Jennifer naively surfaces the fact that a maggot told her about Sophie’s murder, the domineering headmistress (the astonishing-looking Dalila Di Lazzaro, who is no Alida Valli, but she gets the job done) calls the men in the white coats. Jennifer is subject to a number of humiliating experiments and tests to evaluate her mental health (“Do you take anything? Like, do you understand…DRUGS?”), on which she storms out. Where Laura Palmer is almost totally alone in the world due to her perceived perfection, Jennifer Corvino is isolated by constant scrutiny.
Laura has just one, tragically ineffectual source of aid–generically, forces from the Black Lodge. The backwards-speaking Man From Another World seems to try to warn her, and Agent Cooper, of her fate, but he speaks only in poetic code. Dale himself tries and fails to advise her through her dreams, and Laura also receives strange messages from one of her Meals On Wheels recipients. Mrs. Chalfont and her grandson, a mute junior magician who hides behind a disturbing pagan mask, try to intervene with Laura, but only manage to terrorize her further. A person’s ordinary sources of support are absent or utterly corrupt, including Laura’s mother (the always excellent Grace Zabriskie), a terminally nervous chainsmoker who exists in a state of fragile, attenuated silence, unable to confront what she seems to know is happening between her husband and her daughter. Although Sarah Palmer also receives visions from the Black Lodge, she retreats from them in terror and resigns herself to her circumstances. She even accepts, tremulously, an obviously drugged libation from her husband before bedtime, when the trouble begins.
The great power of FIRE WALK WITH ME, and also Twin Peaks, is that Laura’s father is not pure evil. Even if you were to start totally from scratch for the movie, you could never in a million years cast a more perfect individual than Ray Wise as Leland Palmer. Wise’s limitlessly expressive face, physical vitality, and unpredictable vacillation between warmth and violence lend the perfect depth to Leland, who simultaneously inspires pity and fear. He truly loves his daughter, frantically trying to console her when they are shockingly confronted by the One-Armed Man in traffic, and even appearing tearfully at her nightstand in a display of emotion that amounts to a tacit admission of guilt. He evinces a genuine desire to be close to his daughter, which is unfortunately inseparable from his desire to be with her as a man. Leland is much more than a good guy by day, and a bad guy when witlessly possessed by an evil spirit. Within David Lynch’s supernatural fable is a completely authentic story about mental illness and incest that strikes all the right psychological chords.
While Jennifer’s father never becomes more than an idea, she does attract a separate father figure in the course of mission to identify Sophie’s killer, who probably also murdered another schoolgirl in the recent past. Donald Pleasance plays a paraplegic forensic entomologist who happened to have been close friends with the original victim. Jennifer meets him after one of her somnambulistic excursions, during which she narrowly escapes being gang raped by some virile college men. She is surprised in the woods by a chimpanzee, who she trustingly follows to the safety of Dr. John McGregor’s eccentric home in the woods. McGregor, who apparently has a way with teenage girls, quickly determines that Jennifer has a special connection to insects–specifically, he notes that a certain beetle in his care is trying to get it on with her: “You’re arousing him, and he’s doing his best to arouse you.” While McGregor is meant to be charming, and never does anything explicitly inappropriate, his role in the story contributes to a feeling that Jennifer can never escape her freudian circumstances, whether she is being accused of having sex with her father, actually pining for her father, or being eroticized by the nearest father figure in her life.
Whatever it may lack in psychological realism compared with FWWM, PHENOMENA takes much stranger strides in examining the role of the mother in this sort of saga. Already we have been introduced to the idea of Jennifer’s deadbeat mom, and the angry, jealous-seeming headmistress who tries to have her committed, but there is a third figure in play who the audience may have counted out at the beginning of the movie. Dario Argento’s erstwhile creative and romantic partner Daria Nicolodi (from whom he separated the year of this film’s release–and whatever it means, Argento cast his daughter Fiore, from another partnership, as the first victim) plays Frau Bruckner, an employee at the school who seems pretty dismissible at first. She suddenly becomes relevant toward the last act when McGregor is murdered by the mysterious killer. Seemingly sympathetic, Bruckner invites Jennifer to spend the night at her home–but once they’re there, the older woman suddenly becomes strange and threatening. Noticing a profusion of shrouded mirrors in the house, Jennifer prompts her hostess to deliver a disturbing monologue about her “sick” son, who we find out is the product of a rape. Whatever is wrong with him, she considers him a burden and a constant torment. “These things can happen in a woman’s life,” Bruckner observes darkly. Indeed, even a normal pregnancy is something that happens to a woman, something she cannot share with her husband nor her children. The child is under no natural obligation to empathize with the trials of motherhood, and inevitably, the person that the child becomes is under no one’s control. This can be pretty bad news on the part of the mother, but from the child’s point of view, if you are primarily identified as something that has happened to your mother, then what can you possibly expect from her?
For Jennifer, this type of logic leads her in an unfortunate direction. Things escalate quickly with the obviously bad-news Bruckner, leading to a chase that includes one of the gnarliest images ever to grace a screen: Jennifer, clad in her white-on-white uniform, plunges into the basement dungeon, which is occupied mainly by a pit that is brimming with a stew composed of putrifying human remains. Jennifer struggles to tread water in this rancid soup as Bruckner taunts her; nearby, an interloping detective is chained to a wall, and uses Jennifer’s diversion to break his own thumb and slip out of his manacles, attacking Bruckner with the chain. Jennifer flees the scene, and finds herself in the room of Bruckner’s little boy. Foolishly, she identifies with him, perhaps from one abandoned and stigmatized child to another, and tells him that he is finally free of his evil mother. When she removes the shroud from a mirror, the child flies into a rage, revealing himself to be indescribably deformed and equally violent. He chases Jennifer out to a lake and onto a motorboat, in a scene curiously reminiscent of the end of FRIDAY THE 13TH. She summons a swarm of insects that skeletonize the boy, and makes her way to shore, only to be confronted by Bruckner. The madwoman confesses to murdering McGregor and others in order to hide her son’s taste for schoolgirl blood, and nearly decapitates Jennifer with a piece of sheet metal–before she is attacked by Inga, McGregor’s helper monkey. This is preceded by the most ludicrous segment of the entire film. It is comparatively acceptable when Detective Jennifer went out into the countryside with a stylized glass box containing a corpse-sniffing fly, but it is truly hard to excuse when vengeful Inga goes on the trail of her master’s killer, finding a discarded razor in a garbage can, and presumably, tracing it back to Bruckner. Here at the end of this wild ride, Jennifer watches Inga slash Bruckner to pieces. As Wikipedia eloquently puts it, “With the ordeal over, Jennifer and the chimp embrace.”
Even detractors of PHENOMENA will usually admit that its high camp is extremely entertaining. FIRE WALK WITH ME has hardly a shred of humor, unlike the frequently kitschy and nostalgic Twin Peaks, making it a constant stream of wrenching terror and sadness. Laura’s appalling fate is sealed by a sort of self-fulfilling prophecy: She is being raped by her father, which produces in her a suicidal self-loathing, which leads to her become a whore, and then when her father discovers this activity, he chooses to murder her. Although FWWM is much easier to identify as a work of art, its finale has problems that are not dissimilar to PHENOMENA, and I personally find it less easy to like. Half-possessed by Bob, Leland drags Laura and another young sex worker off to a disused train car. There, he savagely brutalizes both women in an aria of sadism that forms the peak of the film’s grueling progression. The sequence is punctuated by hysterical confessions from Leland and Bob about their collaborative, lifelong victimization of Leland’s child. It is hard to watch, and even harder to look away. This is all well and good, but then, as if Lynch had painted himself into a corner, something utterly untrue to the world of the film takes place. Referencing a corny religious painting in Laura’s bedroom, an actual angel appears to the dying girl. As her soul leaves her body and is relegated to the Black Lodge for eternity, this tacky, cliched angel figure appears to give Laura some solace. If it is meant to be a hallucination, this is a lousy place for it, since Twin Peaks literally features ethereal figures all the time. If it is meant to be taken literally, and I believe it is, an angel is a lousy choice, since the Black Lodge is mainly dominated by (pseudo-) Native American ideology. There is a single reference to a guardian angel in an especially terrible piece of the second season, but I would refuse to accept that as a reasonable excuse for this. Just to pour some salt in the wound, the angel is accompanied by opera music, making a jarring aesthetic departure from the entire rest of the film and the show, which is characterized as much by Angelo Badalamenti’s jazz score as anything else. Lynch could at least have cast Julee Cruise as the angel to help keep us in the mood, but no such luck. This interruption makes it hard to stay focused on the film’s concluding image of Laura weeping in terror and relief, under Dale Cooper’s benevolent gaze, in the Black Lodge.
By this late hour, the reader may be wondering how I came to the conclusion that FIRE WALK WITH ME and PHENOMENA should be paired. The truth is simply that I watched them together one night, with no particular intention, and was totally startled by the way that they mirror and compliment one another. The excoriating sunlight, the ominous winds, the lumber, the simple savagery of youth, the special brutality of women, the unavoidable victimizing effect of parenthood on both parties, it was all there. PHENOMENA may present a more abstract account, compared with FWWM’s confrontational emotional realism, but a special synergy exists between the two films, in their address of their shared subject matter. Each presents an individual lens on the material, but together, they form a kind of piercing microscope that reveals profound truths about lost girl fables. I strongly recommend this double bill for all serious students of these tales.
Before I cut myself off, I would just like to make one further remark about FIRE WALK WITH ME. It is a serious shame that people remember Laura Palmer better than they remember the actress Sheryl Lee. Even I sometimes have a hard time remembering her name, and I do find that fans who can easily name Lara Flynn Boyle and Sherilyn Fenn have a hard time calling Laura Palmer anything other than Laura Palmer. I’m not entirely sure what accounts for this, other than the possibility that the Laura Palmer character is so archetypally exciting to people that she’s more important as a symbol, than as a body of work executed by a skilled performer. It’s completely unfair to Sheryl Lee, who gives us a performance that I wouldn’t even want to live through myself. The woman has to cry throughout the entire film, which seems exhausting to say the least, but it’s not a simple matter of emoting; she makes it so raw that it’s terrifying to watch. Lee takes a simple line like “Who was that man? Do you know him?”, and delivers it with the blistering urgency of a woman mounting the gallows. There is a lot to love about the formal composition of FWWM, but the truth is that without this actress’s torturous commitment to making Laura Palmer psychologically correct, the whole structure might come crashing down. Everyone whose life has been touched by Twin Peaks, even those of us who relate to the more iconic Donna and Audrey, owe Sheryl Lee more thanks than we have given her.
March 2, 2017 - White-crowned Manakin (Dixiphia pipra)
These manakins are found in southern Central America, northern parts of South America, and small areas along the Brazilian coast. Their diet consists of small fruits and insects. Like all manakins, males perform elaborate breeding displays, swooping between several horizontal perches or fluttering with a slow “butterfly-like” flight. Their nesting behavior is not well-known, but is assumed to be similar to other manakin species, where the females incubate the eggs and care for the chicks alone.
I think the sad truth here is that the internet is full of monsters, and the internet is full of places that enable atrocious behavior. Places where you can hide your identity and completely absolve yourself of accountability to your actions are plentiful. When you can hide behind the face of Anonymous, you can say anything you want and no one has to know it’s you. You get to be as mean and cruel and spiteful as you like, you get to hurt another person’s feelings, and you get to put yourself on some sort of moral high ground.
And I think it’s really sad that people resort to this sort of childish behavior.
I went on a hiatus last year. I barely engaged Flight Rising - the only thing I ever did was feed my dragons and do my daily gathering - and I just removed myself from the community for about six months. I didn’t do this because I got bored with the game.
I did it because I was disgusted and embarrassed by the community. I have to remind myself daily that I’m interacting with children and young adults who haven’t yet learned that knee-jerk reactions and drama-mongering are absolutely inappropriate ways to deal with something that annoys you.
Here’s a life lesson: People will have a lot more respect for you if you go to them and confront them directly about something they’ve done that bothers you. Don’t hide behind the face of Anonymous, don’t talk about people behind their backs, don’t stir the pot. That’s the most mature way to handle anything that gets your blood boiling (though I recommend stepping away from your computer for a bit if you get too heated, drink some water, take a few breaths, cool off, count to ten. Really, it helps).
False accusations and not-so-subtle implications are rude, at best. Civil conversations are the way to go and really, it makes everyone involved feel better about the situation.
A witch removes birds from the stasis chambers used to transport them so that they may be released in order for her to divine the future from their flight patterns. The rare practice of divination by the flight patterns and behaviors of birds is called calchamancy, after the famous ancient Greek Seer Calchas.
I see your awesome conversation about Kanan and Hera and raise you some Kanan!
Nah, really, I just keep thinking about Kanan—and the things that you guys are talking
about—again—and didn’t want to hijack your post.
See, about PTSD. I’ve seen two major arguments for how it applies to Kanan: OMG
someone help Kanan Jarrus! PTSD! Awful! And: So what? He’s not the only one who’s
been hurt. Why is he being such a baby? And then I think things. Because it
seems to me that both of these arguments miss the subtlety of the show.
Full disclosure: I have been diagnosed with and treated for
PTSD. (I’m in a good place right now; thanks.) Also, I was not immediately
attracted to Kanan as a character because he seemed too much a one-dimensional
good guy for a long time. So… I’m not super invested in him being perfect, or
anything. That said, when I saw Siege of Lothal particularly, I assumed
everyone saw the same things in Kanan’s behavior that I did. And it turns out…nobody
read that episode the same way? I guess?
So, under the break (because this got insanely long; I am so sorry) are some thoughts about PTSD that apply to Kanan. They are based upon
both personal experience and extensive research, but I’m not a psychologist.
I really hope they find that airplane , i’m so interested in the topic . Like really , there is no way it just disappeared with no signs of anything . They say the passengers phones still ring and everything , just no answer . That’s sooo weird to me.
I had a lovely conversation with author Erica Bauermeister this morning, author of The Lost Art of Mixing. We talked about the paperback editions of The Orchardist and Flight Behavior. Both, we felt, were designed to entice readers away from their e-book editions and toward the printed page. They feature deckled pages and jacket flaps—they feel vintage-y and handcrafted. In a word, they’re beautiful. Readers want to carry them. And that desire to hold the art, both written word and material, in your hands will win out over convenience every time.
But being a stay-at-home mom was the loneliest kind of lonely, in which she was always and never by herself. Days and days, hours and hours within them, and days within weeks, at the end of which she might not ever have gotten completely dressed or read any word longer than Chex, any word not ending in -os, or formed a sentence or brushed her teeth or left a single footprint outside the house.
The first one is nearly identical to the American cover (apart from the spelling of Behaviour, which is corrected to the British form - there are some typographic differences as well; the American one and the British ones use the same typeface, but the American one seems to have swashes or stylistic alternatives switched on and both the author’s name and the title are italicised, whilst the British one has the author’s name in roman text and the title in italics without swashes/stylistic alternatives); the second is different. Personally my favourite is the British cover with the US design.
mid-book-review*: Flight Behavior by Barbara Kingsolver
In this book (as always) Kingsolver does something really special with place – with setting, with context. The places in which her characters act, in which her story unfolds, are more than settings, more even, than characters in their own right. Place seems to meld with each aspect of the book. Or rather, Kingsolver seems to reveal the existing unity, the one-ness, between the people, the landscape, the geography, the social world, and the culture.
The sheep in the field below, the Turnbow family land, the white frame house she had not slept outside in ten-plus years of marriage: that was pretty much it. The wide-screen version of her life since age seventeen. Not including the brief hospital excursions, childbirth-related.
Barbara Kingsolver, Flight Behavior
It takes my breath away by how much Kingsolver can tell you about a person’s life in a single sentence (the first one, of the three; the other two just drive the points home). But imagine never sleeping one night outside a home for over ten years. Not even a weekend vacation in another town. Since you were seventeen.