16 July 2018

Review: A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

A very different image of Victorian London to the one below: I review yet another adaptation of The War of the Worlds, The Coming of the Martians!

Hardcover, 469 pages
Published 194? (originally 1859)
Acquired November 2016
Read August 2017
A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

I have a Ph.D. in literature with a focus on the Victorian era, but I could count the number of Dickens novels I've read on one hand. This seems to me somewhat criminal. Part of the problem is that no one assigns Dickens in courses if they can help it because he's so long (I think across four years of combined M.A. and Ph.D. coursework, I read two Dickens novels for classes), and partially my own academic interests don't often intersect with the kinds of things Dickens wrote about (the closest he gets to a "scientist novel" is The Pickwick Papers). I once complained about this to my advisor, and he told me that when he was in graduate school, he read a Dickens novel every summer and winter break until he'd read them all. So I didn't do that, but when I finished graduate school, I decided that I'd read one I hadn't read before every summer. Partially this was spurred on by my great-uncle giving me a set of Walter J. Black "classic editions" of several Dickens novels. I decided to work my way down the list of his novels on LibraryThing, which sorts by popularity: it seems more important that I have read Great Expectations than that I have read Barnaby Rudge. Great Expectations is his most owned novel (according to LT, anyway), but I've read it before, and so my journey starts with his second-most famous, A Tale of Two Cities.

I must admit that I found this a bit of a struggle. It opens great, of course. I imagine there's not a Dickens novel that doesn't open great; he knew how to set a scene. Mysterious riders in the night, cryptic messages, well-observed humor about people taking public transit. I was totally into it.

But then things jump ahead and after a fun trial sequence, the narrative energy just fizzles. At this point, I seriously had no idea what the book was supposed to be about. Dickens novels can take in a broad sweep (I really like Our Mutual Friend, which doesn't meaningfully have a main character), but I could not tell what was supposed to be driving my interest in this one. It was just a lot of people... doing stuff. Like, what are they all trying to accomplish? What am I rooting for? I had no clue. Who cares which one of these people marries whom? Do they have life goals? How does this all tie together? I was very disappointed, and the middle of the book was a huge struggle. (Our Mutual Friend might be diffuse, but there's a precipitating event that touches everyone, directly or indirectly, and you also know what each character is trying to accomplish and how they relate to the other characters.)

Once the action moves to revolutionary Paris for the climax, it did pick up. I loved Miss Pross's bravery in standing up to Madame Defarge, and the last chapter itself is both moving and chilling. But man, what a slog to get there. Maybe it's partially my own fault (I read it somewhat piecemeal at a very busy point in my life), but if it wasn't for Hard Times, this would be my least favorite Dickens novel thus far. Hopefully when I tackle David Copperfield next summer, it's better than this.

13 July 2018

First Fandom

I like to say my first fan love was Star Trek, but my true fan love was Doctor Who. That's true to an extent, but it's not completely accurate.

I'm not sure what makes you a fan of something per se. Like, I'm definitely a Star Trek and Doctor Who and Star Wars fan. I'm definitely not a Primeval fan even though I enjoyed the show. But am I a Legend of the Galactic Heroes fan? I've seen every episode of the (main) series and I own six of the novels? Yet I would be hesitant to declare myself a fan. Am I an Avatar: The Last Airbender fan? I own the whole show on DVD (well, co-own with my wife) and own all the comics. But is really liking something-- even to the extent of buying tie-ins or soundtracks or what have you-- enough to be a fan, or is there something more?

"Fan," of course, is an abbreviation of "fanatic." The OED, surprisingly, dates the first citation as "phan," actually, in 1682! From something titled New News from Bedlam, or More Work for Towzer and His Brother Ravanscroft: Alias Hocus Pocus Whipt and Script, or A Ra-ree New Fashion Cupping Glass Most Humbly Represented to the Observator by Theophilus Rationalis. (Actually, there are a lot more subtitles, but that gives you a sense.) The OED indicates that on page 13 it says, "The Loyal Phans to abuse," and then on page 40, "To be here Nurs'd up, Loyal Fanns to defame, And damn all Dissenters on purpose for gain." I don't have any more context, so I can't really tell if Mr. Rationalis is using the word the way we use it now.

The next citation is from 1889, which uses it to describe enthusiasts of baseball. A lot of its early usage describes sports-related enthusiasm, but it broadens out pretty quickly, to give us something matching one of the senses the OED records: "a keen follower of a specified hobby or amusement." Well, I definitely "keen[ly] follow[ ]" Star Trek. Maybe my following of Avatar is less keen.

But what, then, is keen following? I'm not sure I can answer that question for everyone, but for me I feel like it involves a sense of commitment to the object of enthusiasm as real. (Though then how can I be a fan of, say, an author?) I know I'm a fan of Star Trek because not only did I pore over my copy of the Star Trek Omnipedia, I also started transcribing its timeline information into a Word document so that I could add information from the books. This was a laborious process because you couldn't select text from the Omnipedia entries, so I had to screenshot them, paste the screenshot into Paint, then invert the colors (the Omnipedia displayed LCARS-style, white on black), and print out, so that I could place the reference in front of me as I typed it back in. I must have been... eleven? twelve? If that's not fandom, I don't know what is.

It's hard for me to remember a time I wasn't a fan of Star Trek. I remember my uncle showing me The Wrath of Khan. I remember watching The Motion Picture at a point where I believed it took place before the original series. I remember watching The Voyage Home at a point where I must not have known what a Klingon was because I parsed the Klingon ship they use as "cling-on ship," i.e., a ship that clings on to the main ship. And with its wings in the down position, you can imagine the bird-of-prey snugly settling onto the rounded secondary hull of the Enterprise. But I feel like I actually owned a MicroMachine of the bird-of-prey at that point? How could I own such a thing and still not correctly parse "Klingon ship"?

Yet if all that means "fandom" then maybe my first fandom is really the Land of Oz? This far out it's hard to know the chronology of it all. I do remember drawing my own map, because I found the ones included in the front of my books insufficient. I do remember trying to work out how Ozma's father could be called Pastoria in Marvellous Land and Oz in Dorothy and the Wizard, and puzzling over the inconsistencies of pre-Wizard history in those two books plus the original Wonderful Wizard. I remember my mother buying me all the ones in the original fourteen I didn't already own for my birthday one year, complete with scavenger hunt. I remember ILLing all the Ruth Plumly Thompson novels; in the days of dial-up catalogue access, this was like a mystical incantation. I remember that The Purple Prince of Oz was ineligible for ILL because our library owned a copy-- a noncirculating one. So my family made a trip to the downtown library and amused themselves while I sat in a chair for a couple hours and read the whole book straight through in one go!

It was a world you could believe in. You could map it and write out its history, even if it didn't add up. (And in a way, doesn't not adding up help?) I think that's what's needed to let me be a fan of something. You can follow the map and the history, keenly.

#483: Does being a fan help define who you are?

12 July 2018

Review: Science in Victorian Manchester by Robert H. Kargon

Hardcover, 283 pages
Published 1977
Borrowed from my advisor
Read June 2017
Science in Victorian Manchester: Enterprise and Expertise
by Robert H. Kargon

This monograph chronicles the growth and development of various scientific institutions in Manchester across the nineteenth century, in particular scientific societies, scientific reform movements, and Owens College. Kargon is not a very lively writer, and he is not always very good at making a story emerge from the deluge of very well researched facts the book is filled with: who did what about membership in what society when, who took what post when and what were they paid, who proposed what building at what meeting. I found myself skimming a lot, even for an academic monograph.

That said, Kargon's claim that Victorian Manchester is a good case study for the changes in science that occurred in the nineteenth century is proven true, as the book tracks the emergence of professionalism and disciplinarity, the ways that class interacted with the institutions of science, and how science was employed in the pursuit of both reform and capitalism/industry. I found his concept of the scientific "devotee" a useful one: Kargon distinguishes between those amateur men of science for whom science was simply one of many interests (dilettantes), and those who dedicated themselves to science as a cause and a way of seeing, paving the way for professional scientists. The devotee began to supplant the dilettante in the 1840s, and was himself supplanted in the 1890s, because once science was professionalized, there were good reasons to engage in it that were not devotion (i.e., you could make money), a phenomenon I have seen explored in novels such as George Gissing's Born in Exile (1892) and H. G. Wells's Marriage (1912). I hadn't seen anyone distinguish beyond the types of amateurs this way before, and like the best classifications, it made clear to me something I had not seen before.

(I read the original 1977 edition; the book was reprinted in 2009 with a new introduction by Kargon, but according to Amazon, no other changes.)

11 July 2018

Hugos 2018 [Prelude]: Akata Witch by Nnedi Okorafor

Yet another Bernice Summerfield review from me: worms eating books in Matthew Sweet's The Diet of Worms.

Trade paperback, 349 pages
Published 2017 (originally 2011)

Borrowed from my wife
Read June 2018
Akata Witch by Nnedi Okorafor

This is sort of a classic "young wizard" story, where a kid discovers they're magic and gets trained. In fact, it reminded me of nothing so much as the first Young Wizards book by Diane Duane, So You Want to Be a Wizard, as I think it basically follows the same template, though I'm sure there are older antecedents. (Indeed, The Dark Is Rising springs to mind.)

It's an okay example of the genre. There are a lot of individual moments that are nice, but the book as a whole feels pretty aimless. The protagonist, Sunny, has an apocalyptic vision early on, but it pretty much has nothing to with anything. (Which makes it pretty baffling that the book's UK edition was titled What Sunny Saw in the Flames.) Halfway through, the kids are told they have to hunt down a serial killer, but they don't actually do this until about forty pages before the book ends, which means the whole thing goes easily and predictably even if they are in mortal peril. (I feel bad constantly comparing Akata Witch to Young Wizards, but compare to the harrowing confrontation with the Lone Power at the climax of So You Want to Be a Wizard.)

I did enjoy the worldbuilding a lot (I like the idea of money you get when you have a genuine educational experience), and I suspect if I were closer to the target age, I'd've got more out of it, but as an adult reader, I've read more satisfying and interesting pieces of YA fiction.

10 July 2018

Review: Transformers: More than Meets the Eye, Volume 10 by James Roberts, Alex Milne, et al.

Some more Bernice Summerfield wittering from me at USF: Lawrence Miles's only Big Finish script, The Adolescence of Time.

Comic PDF eBook, n.pag.
Published 2016 (contents: 2016)
Acquired and read January 2018
Transformers: More than Meets the Eye, Volume 10

Written by James Roberts
Art by Alex Milne and Brendan Cahill
Additional Art by Hayato Sakamoto
Additional Inks by Brian Shearer
Colors by Joana Lafuente, Priscilla Tramontano, and John-Paul Bove
Letters by Tom B. Long


Megatron has really been the focus of "season two" of More than Meets the Eye, and implausible as I found the idea of four-million-year-Hitler coming aboard the Lost Light as co-captain, his trajectory in these stories has really worked. By this point, the main cast has accepted him... and he has accepted the ways of the Autobots, even refusing to partake in combat.
I want to hear David Kaye say this.
from Transformers: More than Meets the Eye #50 (art by Alex Milne & Brian Shearer)

But it all comes to a head here, when the non-main-characters decide they've had enough of Megatron leading them, and kick him and the main characters off the ship... and then they're promptly set upon by the Decepticon Justice Division, Overlord, and a whole army of Decepticons.

Once again, James Roberts does his thing, with some edge-of-your-seat writing that had me physically tense or tearing up or both. I've really come to love these characters and their adventures, and this volume is filled with both hero moments and dark ones. Particularly when Rewind reaches the goal of his own personal quest... wowza.

Who would have ever thought I'd say, "I missed Drift"!?
from Transformers: More than Meets the Eye #52 (art by Alex Milne)

Plus Drift and Ratchet are back! It's the culmination of all sorts of stuff, but it also promises much more to come. More than Meets the Eye is still the best ongoing in comics. How is that possible?

Next Week: Meanwhile, on Earth... humanity discovers that the only thing it can say is All Hail Optimus!

09 July 2018

Review: Ironwolf: Fires of the Revolution by Howard Chaykin, John Francis Moore, Michael Mignola, and P. Craig Russell

Side note: my review of the 2015 audiobook of the 1995 novel that inspired the 2007 episode, Doctor Who: Human Nature by Paul Cornell, is up at Unreality SF! Read by Lisa Bowerman, as it deserved to be.

Comic trade paperback, 96 pages
Published 1993 (originally 1992)

Acquired and read August 2017
Ironwolf: Fires of the Revolution

Writers: Howard Chaykin and John Francis Moore
Penciller: Michael Mignola
Inker: P. Craig Russell
Colorist: Richmond Lewis
Letterer: Bob Lappan

Before reading it, I had thought Ironwolf: Fires of the Revolution would be a retelling of the events of Howard Chaykin's original IronWolf* story in the new context of his Twilight story. It turns out that Fires of the Revolution is largely a sequel to the 1973-74 IronWolf, albeit one that retcons it a little bit to fit it into the future history established by Twilight. The original IronWolf concerned struggles over the "Empire Galaktika"; Fires of the Revolution quickly establishes that this is a high-faluting name for a group of three planets. The capital of the Empire Galaktika was Earth; Fires of the Revolution clarifies that early human colonists named a ton of planets "Earth." This does require us to ignore that in the original series, IronWolf visited the Grand Canyon, but it mostly all fits together (except for the Tales of the House of IronWolf back-ups, but they weren't such a big deal anyway).

Well, I say it all fits together, but Fires of the Revolution actually opens with a retelling of an event from the first issue of IronWolf, Weird Worlds #8: Lord Ironwolf's burning down of his family's ancestral forests of anti-gravity wood, to keep them out of the hands of his brother, who's working with the Empress Erika. I complained that in the original, this moment seemed underplayed; here the writers and artists turn it into the big dramatic moment it deserved to be. From there, though, Fires of the Revolution shifts into following up rather than retelling: Ironwolf and Shebaba's fledgling revolution is cut short when one of their own betrays them. The empress is willing to cut a deal with the rebels and form a parliamentary government, but only on the condition of Ironwolf's death, so one of Ironwolf's allies betrays him.


It's a slightly different world than the original IronWolf stories of two decades prior: less sword-and-planet warlord, and more courtly intrigue. Penciller Mike Mignola follows this new approach with visuals that come right out of the French Revolution: his Empress Erika is a highly refined aristocrat, not the sultry seductress of Chaykin's originals. (Though, of course, she is no less venomous underneath.) In the highly repressed world of this Empire Galakitka, Lord Ironwolf is different from the other aristocrats: something primal and barbaric, full of energy, willing to burn the world down if it means progress might result. This resonates with the larger story of Twilight, too (to which this is a sidequel; Homer Glint puts in an appearance, and everyone in this story can live forever because of what happened over there), in that Ironwolf claims that if the Empire Galakitka is integrated into humanity's galactic civilization, it can reverse some of the stagnation that has set in.


On the whole, Fires of the Revolution is kind of pulpy just like the original IronWolf, but in a different way. Lots of fights and betrayals and fires and shadow and plotting, but the universe feels darker and less swashbuckling. But I would partially attribute that to putting the fabulously gloomy Mignola on art. I enjoyed reading it on the whole, and looking at it even more. I still do have one complaint: I get what motivates Ironwolf's personal goals. He is a simple man at heart, and he wants revenge for the various ways he's been wronged. (There's a lot of them by this point-- basically everyone who ever threw in with him was killed.) But what motivates him politically? As an "aristo" what makes him want to rid the Empire Galaktika of aristocratic control and put a democracy in place? This was a weakness in the original IronWolf and continues to be one here.


(This book was originally published as a graphic novel in hardcover in 1992, and released in paperback in 1993. DC finally collected Chaykin's Twilight in 2015; it would be cool if they also released a collection of both Fires of the Revolution and the original IronWolf stories from Weird Worlds. It would make a nice little 150ish-page space epic.)

* As always, it's hard to tell how comic book character names ought to be capitalized. While the text pieces in the 1986 reprint special used "IronWolf," Walt Simonson's introduction to this volume goes with "Ironwolf," so I am capitalizing that way in the context of this volume.

06 July 2018

Good Presentations and the Dynamics of Conferences: ChLA and SFRA 2018

In the uncompleted Doctor Who story Shada by Douglas Adams, the Doctor is visiting Cambridge when he hears the whispers of an alien device; he tells his friend Professor Chronotis, "I heard the strange babble of inhuman voices, didn't you?" Chronotis replies, "Oh, probably undergraduates talking to each other, I expect. I'm trying to have it banned." In the same spirit, I propose a ban on graduate students giving conference papers.

Not really (my wife helpfully reminded me that I was still a graduate student just over two years ago), but I recently just got home from doing a whole week of conferences, going straight from the Children's Literature Association (ChLA) in San Antonio to the Science Fiction Research Association (SFRA) in Milwaukee, and I am Full of Thoughts about Conferences.

Back in March, I went to NCSA 2018, so I've done three conferences in five months, which is definitely the highest density of my academic career thus far. (In grad school, I averaged one per year. Man, non-trivial amounts of funding really help!) It's interesting to compare the culture of conferences; both ChLA and SFRA pride themselves on their friendliness, for example-- multiple people at both conferences mentioned how friendly they were-- but they go about it in different ways. ChLA has a lot of formal structures of friendliness: first-time attendees get a ribbon on their name badge, they can sign up for lunch with an older academic, there are themed lunch groups.

SFRA is more informal in this regard. Its friendliness rises out of the gregariousness of sf fan culture, which is of course made up of a lot of awkward nerds, but there's that sense that you've found your "place" when you arrive at an sf convention, and that applies to SFRA, too. Moreso than any other conference I go to, I feel like I can be reasonably assured that I can talk about a random text (broadly construed) and some random person will know what I'm talking about, which is because a lot of sf scholars are also sf fans, and thus read and watch widely within the genre. Like, I don't work on contemporary sf academically, but I have read enough and am plugged in enough that I can follow a presentation about William Gibson or Twin Peaks or what have you even though I've read/watched neither. Conversely, there didn't seem to be many nineteenth-century scholars there, but everyone knows The War of the Worlds well enough to follow my argument about it. You can grab a random person and have a conversation about Star Trek: Discovery with ease... even if the other person hasn't seen it.

That said, this was my first time in a long time attending an academic conference without a "conference buddy"; at NCSA 2018 and 2017, I was with grad school friends. I knew many people at ChLA, including my roommate, but there was no one I was close friends with; at SFRA, I didn't really know anyone (my last time there was 2015). As an introvert, it can definitely be hard to put yourself out there with total strangers, no matter how "friendly" they claim to be. I always have that deep suspicion that everyone is friends with everyone except me.

I don't know what solution exists here except to keep going to the same conference until people actually do know me. This will probably work better at SFRA than ChLA. ChLA is a good size; I don't know how many attendees there were this year, but there were a total of 122 panels which usually had 3 presenters. SFRA, on the other hand, had a total of 35 panels, with usually 3 presenters, so you tended to bump into the same people more consistently.

There's another cultural difference: if I were to put conferences I've attended on a scale of how much they care about theory, NCSA would be near the bottom. Most attendees tend to present historical and cultural readings in my experience, without much explicit connection to literary or cultural theory. ChLA has more presenters who explicitly draw on theory, but not a ton. SFRA, though, is very theory heavy. I don't know exactly why this is, though one can, well, theorize. Maybe it's that sf studies overlaps with media studies, which I think is more theory-driven; perhaps it's because some of the Ph.D. programs that specialize in sf just happen to be more theoretical (like University of California Riverside); at a stretch, it could be that citing, say, Derrida adds some legitimacy to what was once not thought of as legitimate field.

This brings me back to my proposed ban on graduate student papers. One attendee at SFRA occasionally complained on the #SFRA2018 hashtag on Twitter about people that read papers aloud instead of doing a more free-form presentation-with-PowerPoint style. I don't have a problem with people who read aloud so long as they do it well, personally, and I think literary studies calls for that kind of precision with language depending on the presentation topic. But there is a tendency among presenters, and I would argue that this usually corresponds to inexperienced presenters (though it is by no means limited to them) to read aloud things that should not be read aloud.

Bits of seminar papers or dissertation chapters do not work aloud without tweaking; a mass of citations is hard to follow orally, especially when you're quoting a lot of dense literary theory where it would benefit the audience to slow down and decompress. Some presenters begin with the theory, not getting to the actual primary text of the presentation until five minutes into a twenty-minute paper. I think this asks for a lot of faith from your audience, who want some sense of what the stakes of your argument is going to be. Theory is only useful inasmuch as it gives us a lens onto a primary source, a way of looking at that source that answers some questions about it but also generates new questions. (If your secondary source generates only answers, then that doesn't leave any room for you to contribute.) But if I don't know what questions you're asking, then it's hard for me to follow the theory, or even know why I should.

Sometimes the difficulty of listening is down to language. Formations like "the latter" and "the former" might work in prose where the reader can look back and see what came formerly and latterly, but they are confusing when read aloud, and the listener cannot recall what order you mentioned two things in in your previous sentence. Also also watch your use of fancy language; referring to your paper's introduction as its "opening mise-en-scène" makes me wince a little bit even if it is kinda accurate. (That might be unfair, but there it is.)

Timing is a huge issue. Both ChLA and SFRA lack formal panel moderators. A lot of times this is fine, but some presenters need moderation, in the sense of needing less excess. Some papers are just too long; you can maybe get away with going a minute over, but I think it is a grossly rude imposition on both your fellow presenters and your audience to talk for twenty-five minutes in a twenty-minute slot. (Speaking fast, as some do, might help the timing, but then it exacerbates the issues I discussed in my previous two paragraphs.) Other times, you can just tell the presenter has literally never read this aloud before, and they have no idea how long it will come out at all. (Someone at one of these two conferences indicated they would be cutting and revising on the fly. Like, do your work ahead of time! Just like you make your students!)

There are some papers that go over because of tech issues; the number of people surprised by "presenter mode" in PowerPoint at SFRA surprised me. And if you're smart enough to get a Ph.D., I maintain you should be smart enough to figure out how to embed a video or YouTube clip into a presentation. There are also papers that aren't necessarily over-length, but feel like they are. I think this happens when the paper is just a flow of words without clear structure, so it's hard for the audience to orient themselves in the paper's narrative. I don't know that I'm great at this (or any of these points) myself, but I try to make my paper have clear sections that I signpost with a combination of verbal transitions and pauses between sections.

I don't really remember the first couple papers I gave as a graduate student any more; I'm sure I suffered from many of the same things I am pointing out here. It took me time to develop my own ideas about presentations, as well as a presentation style that works for me and my personality. I do remember presenting in the Comics and Comics Art track at the national American Culture Association/Popular Culture Association (ACA/PCA) annual conference as a second-year graduate student in 2010. It was my third-ever conference paper, according to my CV. I was the only person on my panel of four to not have a PowerPoint, and the only to just read aloud a prepared paper. Later, I overheard one of the officers of the Comics and Comics Art area say to a colleague, "I hate it when people from English present; they just read a paper aloud." Lesson learned, I guess, and indeed, I definitely would not present a paper on comics in such a way again.

I think also these things can be a matter of personal preference, which is good to remember. I left a couple papers in SFRA bewildered and baffled at what I had just heard, and then ran into someone who said, "Wasn't that paper so excellent? I loved it." So perhaps what does not work for me does work for others, so take everything I've said here with a grain of salt.

This post makes it seem like I'm whining and mean and didn't like ChLA and SFRA. Nothing could be further from the truth. Along with NCSA, I think they're the best conferences I've been to; they blow (say) ACA/PCA or the Northeast Modern Language Association out of the water. I gave two well-received presentations, and I heard a lot of excellent papers on a wide variety of topics, and interacted with a variety of generous colleagues and associates. (Also I gave my nemesis, who doesn't know she's my nemesis, the stink-eye at ChLA.)

I know some academics find conferences a waste of time, and man, I will never get an award for networking, but if you're in academia for the right reasons, you ought to enjoy conferences. I like communicating knowledge I've created, but I also like hearing the new knowledge others have created. It's what we're all here for, and the best conferences have the energy of people wanting to tell you what they know, and wanting to hear what others know. I learned about many fascinating-sounding texts I'd never heard of at both SFRA and ChLA, and I learned new and insightful things about texts with which I was already familiar. But even the best conferences, I guess, can be better.

05 July 2018

Review: New Amazonia by Elizabeth Burgoyne Corbett

Trade paperback, 146 pages
Published unknown (originally 1889)
Acquired October 2013

Read May 2018
New Amazonia: A Foretaste of the Future
by Mrs. George Corbett
There is a town in Kansas, called Oskaloosa, of which the Mayor and other members of the Corporation are all women. Their first term of office has been so triumphantly progressive that they have been enthusiastically re-elected, and within twelve months the place has made such wonderful strides in the trifling matters of social morality, sanitation, and prosperity, that it is the wonder of surrounding towns. (131)
Utopian futures are always of their time, but feminist utopias are often even more so, I might suggest. Like, we want our feminist forebears to be awesome, but their feminism turns out to be quite unlike our own. Corbett's New Amazonia in 2472, into which the narrator is carried in a pretty typical Bellamy-esque dreaming fashion, is what used to be Ireland. It turns out that because Queen Victoria loved the Germans and the Scots more than the English (I did not know this was a thing), a Teuto-Scot hybrid race overran England. Eventually there's a war, where Ireland, France, Russia, and Austria ally against England, Germany, and Italy. The English alliance wins and France is conquered, but England is soon no longer England, as it is renamed Teuto-Scotland and becomes a republic, and also universal suffrage is introduced, and women begin occupying positions formerly only open to men.

Basically there were no Irish left at this point because of the wars, and so Teuto-Scotland sends its excess women to Ireland, which is renamed New Amazonia, an allied but independent state to Teuto-Scotland. Poor people aren't allowed in New Amazonia, there's a compulsory national costume (no corsets), divorce is legalized, marriage requires medical approval, and meat and tobacco are banned. Only unmarried women can hold positions of power.

So, it's like, huzzah for women, and I guess I can see the spirit behind women only rule, but Corbett's hate for the Irish and the Catholics, and prejudice against the Scottish and the Germans, is all very much of her time.

It's one of those books that's not a good read in a plot-based sense, but it is interesting, and it is short. Corbett's primary thesis is that women need to stop accepting the word of men as to the inferiority of their own sex: "it behooves my countrywomen to assert their rights and privileges without further delay," says the narrator as she reflects on her journey (132). There's a particular emphasis on the fact that it's not just men women struggle with, but the group Corbett calls "ladies," those well-off women who "despise and depreciate every woman who recognises a nobler aim in life than that of populating the world with offspring as imbecile as herself" (2).

But on the way we see a lot of other feminist Victorian social theory: it's better for women to have short hair (58), euthanasia is normal (72-3), crime is seen as a disease (75), motherhood is less honored than intellect (81-2), male adulterers are exiled (82), the offspring of vice are killed (82-3), there's international arbitration instead of war (87), elevators are banned because they make people lazy (117), telephones fell into disuse because listening from a distance is only a "spiritless amusement" (118), and no one believes Francis Bacon wrote Shakespeare's plays (127). It's a weird hodgepodge of ideas, and some might weird us out, and the killing of babies born out of wedlock horrifies even the narrator, so I'm not sure how to take it. Is it something Corbett wants but her narrator does not? Or does it indicate a darkness to Corbett's eugenic utopia?

Also there's a guy who time-travels along with the narrator, Augustus, whose main contribution seems to be bringing mansplaining back to the future. All the women make fun of him. Anyway, you'll read better books for sure, but you'll also read duller nineteenth-century utopias, so there you go.

03 July 2018

Review: Transformers Holiday Special by Mairghread Scott, Corin Howell, James Roberts, Kotteri, John Barber, and Josh Burcham

Comic PDF eBook, 30 pages
Published 2015
Acquired and read January 2018
Transformers Holiday Special

Written by Mairghread Scott, James Roberts, and John Barber
Art by Corin Howell, Kotteri, and Josh Burcham
Colors by Thomas Deer and Joana Lafuente
Letters by Tom B. Long


Aptly and coincidentally, I read this collection of three Christmas-themed Transformers tales just after the New Year. Well, of course I would love the More than Meets the Eye story, where Brainstorm's "contrivance engine" has affected the Lost Light... causing the ship to need to utilize equipment that looks exactly like a Christmas tree, ornaments, paper hats, and Christmas crackers. Swerve, Nautica, and Whirl receive a baby Transformer via subspace hatch on (what is essentially) Christmas Eve, and have to protect it from Ultra Magnus... while drunk. It's amazing. Lots of good, in-character jokes: basically my favorite thing.

Moping Megatron is adorable Megatron.
(script by James Roberts, art by Kotteri)

The other two are decent, as well, though I preferred the Windblade/Till All Are One story, a How the Grinch Stole Christmas-esque tale of how Starscream created a holiday to honor himself... but no one came to give him presents! The Robots in Disguise story about the jet robot who writes screenplays primarily goes to show that jokes about the jet robot who writes screenplays started off funny but are starting to get repetitive.

The Grinch just wasn't thinking big enough with his anger.
(script by Mairghread Scott, art by Corin Howell)

I want this to happen every year.

Next Week: Meanwhile, on the Lost Light... Megatron and company discover that their own crewmates are More than Meets the Eye!

02 July 2018

Reading Roundup Wrapup: June 2018

Pick of the month: No Time to Spare by Ursula K. Le Guin. I read a number of good books this month for the Hugo Awards, but I think this was the best one, and the one that will stick with me the most.

All books read:
1. Saga, Volume Seven by Brian K. Vaughan
2. The First Men in the Moon by H. G. Wells
3. Charles Darwin and Victorian Visual Culture by Jonathan Smith
4. Machineries of Empire, Book Two: Raven Stratagem by Yoon Ha Lee
5. Luminescent Threads: Connections to Octavia E. Butler edited by Alexandra Pierce and Mimi Mondal
6. Akata Witch by Nnedi Okorafor
7. No Time to Spare: Thinking about What Matters by Ursula K. Le Guin
8. Akata Warrior by Nnedi Okorafor
9. Crash Override: How GamerGate (Nearly) Destroyed My Life, and How We Can Win the Fight against Online Hate by Zoë Quinn
10. Secret History of Ireland; “Invasions” by C. Thomas Smith
11. A Plunge into Space by Robert Cromie
12. Believing Is Seeing (Observations on the Mysteries of Photography) by Errol Morris
13. Provenance by Ann Leckie
14. River of Teeth by Sarah Gailey
15. Paper Girls 2 by Brian K. Vaughan
16. Paper Girls 3 by Brian K. Vaughan
17. Doctor Who: The Scruffy Piper by Justin Richards
18. Summer in Orcus by T. Kingfisher

All books acquired:
1. Star Trek: Discovery: Fear Itself by James Swallow
2. The Legion by Dan Abnett & Andy Lanning, Volume 2 by Dan Abnett & Andy Lanning
3. Wonder Woman by George Pérez Omnibus, Volume Three by George Pérez, with Mindy Newell, Phil Jimenez, and Gail Simone
4. Love and Mr Lewisham by H. G. Wells

Books remaining on "To be read" list: 659 (up 2)
Books remaining on "To review" list: 14 (up 5)