Beauty passing by.
According to my browser history, I started The Wire on May fifth and finished it last night. For me, that's a staggeringly fast viewing, even when taking into account I dropped off almost all other visual media intake to maintain as much attention and focus as possible. I liveblogged my way through it at
ulfdalir, which added to the general feeling of momentum and enthusiasm.
Both of us realized, to our mutual delight, that McNulty managed to be an accidentally accurate representation of undiagnosed ADHD - accidentally accurate often being the most accurate representation. Seriously. Neurodivergent as hell.
In celebration of finishing the series, today I tried Old Bay seasoning for the first time. I understand why people are so devoted to it. I don't feel that way about it myself, and I can understand why other people do.
Similarly, I understand why nobody's written any low-magic urban fantasy where Omar's spirit walks the streets, McNutly's faintly aware he's always drawn to where he's needed because the people who need him have always been murdered, things like that. The work to get the right atmosphere is something that I can barely imagine. Still. I'd love to read that fic someday. One day.
Given the way Omar Little stood outside all systems of power and protection, which granted him freedoms no other character could match, lines up quite well with a swath of fairly contemporary queer TV shows, mostly Black Sails and Our Flag Means Death. There's a lot to say about queer perceptions of institutions. I'm not the one to say it, just the one to say "there seems to be something here worth saying." But maybe someone else has written it, so I can go read it instead of simply dreaming about it.
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Both of us realized, to our mutual delight, that McNulty managed to be an accidentally accurate representation of undiagnosed ADHD - accidentally accurate often being the most accurate representation. Seriously. Neurodivergent as hell.
In celebration of finishing the series, today I tried Old Bay seasoning for the first time. I understand why people are so devoted to it. I don't feel that way about it myself, and I can understand why other people do.
Similarly, I understand why nobody's written any low-magic urban fantasy where Omar's spirit walks the streets, McNutly's faintly aware he's always drawn to where he's needed because the people who need him have always been murdered, things like that. The work to get the right atmosphere is something that I can barely imagine. Still. I'd love to read that fic someday. One day.
Given the way Omar Little stood outside all systems of power and protection, which granted him freedoms no other character could match, lines up quite well with a swath of fairly contemporary queer TV shows, mostly Black Sails and Our Flag Means Death. There's a lot to say about queer perceptions of institutions. I'm not the one to say it, just the one to say "there seems to be something here worth saying." But maybe someone else has written it, so I can go read it instead of simply dreaming about it.
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Heh to the Old Bay. It really is everywhere in Baltimore. I ended up liking it so much it now sits on the table as a default seasoning.
I can't help you re: fic but perhaps you might be interested in my meta on the show: https://archiveofourown.org/works/6697003