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Home at last!
Dec. 15th, 2013 07:38 pmManaged to get back into Jerusalem after snowpocalypse in reasonably sound order (buses running, road open) but then had to hike home because no public transport seemed to be going to Southern neighbourhoods. (Met my boss and my sister just walking along, too. (not together)). Just got here when they called from the community center and said they needed volunteers to go door to door a bit, so hiked over there and went through a few buildings that we knew had been without power for ages.
Everyone fine, it seems (though one place was still without power) but I think people were just happy to see that someone is out and about and doing stuff after probably feeling really cut off and abandoned for ages. Which did make me think, well, that's fucking nice of us, now it's basically all over. Are we just putting a nice face on, and perpetuating a sense of obligation to, a state that failed to function particularly well for this lower-middle class neighbourhood when actually in need? And then I decided to go home and take a hot shower and stop angsting pretentiously, because there's only so much political utility to that, at the end of the day.
My way overdue for December meme: Sarah Connor, the flashforwards.
I meant to be further along in my re-watch at this point and have move to say about them, because i've still got almost all of season 2 to go, but i'll give it a go anyway.
I love the way TSCC does the future. It's relentless and grim and desperate, but it also has moments of this almost baroque quality, this evocative place that has taken the shredded remains of the present and has built them up into something cherished and strange. I love the awe that everyone from beyond Judgement Day has for the present, for its boring, ordinary everyday luxuries that are treasured memories of better times for them. I also love to bits the fact that it changes all the time (and the way that's woven into the story,) and how people, or versions of people, at least, are forever emerging and disappearing and they all look for each other and can't decide if they're real or not or what, and that it's always shifting but there's still always Judgement day, which makes it way more menancing than the actul fact of the event.
Everyone fine, it seems (though one place was still without power) but I think people were just happy to see that someone is out and about and doing stuff after probably feeling really cut off and abandoned for ages. Which did make me think, well, that's fucking nice of us, now it's basically all over. Are we just putting a nice face on, and perpetuating a sense of obligation to, a state that failed to function particularly well for this lower-middle class neighbourhood when actually in need? And then I decided to go home and take a hot shower and stop angsting pretentiously, because there's only so much political utility to that, at the end of the day.
My way overdue for December meme: Sarah Connor, the flashforwards.
I meant to be further along in my re-watch at this point and have move to say about them, because i've still got almost all of season 2 to go, but i'll give it a go anyway.
I love the way TSCC does the future. It's relentless and grim and desperate, but it also has moments of this almost baroque quality, this evocative place that has taken the shredded remains of the present and has built them up into something cherished and strange. I love the awe that everyone from beyond Judgement Day has for the present, for its boring, ordinary everyday luxuries that are treasured memories of better times for them. I also love to bits the fact that it changes all the time (and the way that's woven into the story,) and how people, or versions of people, at least, are forever emerging and disappearing and they all look for each other and can't decide if they're real or not or what, and that it's always shifting but there's still always Judgement day, which makes it way more menancing than the actul fact of the event.
