I want to bring something to your attention:

Kazuhiko Fei Ryu. 琉・F・和彦

So. Clover happens in a dystopian, cyber-punkish, and probably AU universe which, like everything, is still completely and absolutely based in our current reality.

Note how those names are written in Kanji (except for Suu) and not only katakana like in, let's say, Full Metal Alchemist.

I want to do a thinking exercise. If a hypothetical western fictional, alternative universe is adapted to a live-action movie, and the protagonist who is only described as a man with pale skin and who is also called, I don't know, William K. Bryan is suddenly cast as an Asian man? I KNOW, like 100% sure, the fandom will flip their shit off.

SO I'M GOING TO FLIP MY SHIT OFF IF KAZUHIKO IS CAST AS A WHITE MAN. And this leaving aside that casting a white man as an obviously Asian character in a Hollywood movie is nothing like casting an Asian man as a white character (for reasons I don't have the energy to discuss, you should have some clue if you are reading this journal).

Colorblind snowflakes? Get away from me. I'm going to need a lot of alcohol to get through this "live action Hollywood movie" thing if this project goes somewhere.

Happy gay birthday, sparkymonster!!!!!

In other not-so-news, I'm sick. I can't hear. Well, I can (barely), but my ears hurt and have this sensation of them being obstructed or something. Doctor says is due to having cold/some other viral infection. I don't have fever or muscular pain, so it's probably not flu.

AND. Hiatus. My exam is Wednesday. And look how I'm doing. This thing called "studying"? So failing at it.

Estoy muy muy enferma. Me siento como la mierda y tengo que estudiar. Me duele la garganta, no puedo tragar, tengo pérdida del apetito, me siento mal en general y estoy menstruando. *sighs* Tos, fiebre estornudos, congestión nasal son las cosas que no tengo por lo menos. Igual, tengo que ir al médico. :/

People, I have no internet right now, don't know when I'll have it again. Just informing of my absence.

Hace dos días me vacuné contra la gripe (estacional, influenza típica, gente), y ahora estoy. enferma. Con todos los síntomas. OTL

INFLUENZA NORMAL, GENTE. (¡Porque contra esa me vacuné! Evidentemente mis defensas no estaban en su mejor estado y ni cuenta me dí.)

I LIVE.

Formated it all. Lost everything. But I'm here.

Thanks to everyone who responded to my last post. You are great. Gracias! &hearts

Still on hiatus though. Exam on tuesday.

My PC has been infected with Virtumonde. Please, tell me If you know an easy and effective way of removal. I'll be very grateful.

Meanwhile, probably won't be here much.

Intestinal cramps strike again (diarrhea and everything). God, I feel so awful. I hate you, Salmonella.

Desde hace algún tiempo quería comentar este artículo: Black Latina por Delina D. Pryce.

In Peru, blacks are still being used as ornamental images--chauffeurs, pallbearers, valets, and servants. In Brazil, blacks are considered marginal members of society. In countless other Latin American countries, blacks are shut out of government and positions of power. Television shows, news programs, and beauty magazines omit dark faces. The denial of racial diversity in the media, government and business is much like what the United States faced 30 years ago. "We are looking for ways to improve our self-esteem because the society conveys to blacks that we are nothing We want to let people know that we are not only there to cook and play football "[soccer]" said Piedad Cordoba de Castro, the first black woman to become senator in Colombia, in a 1995 Dallas Morning News article.

This is why I think it is foolish for black Latinos to overlook their blackness and believe they are Hispanic like their countrymen of European ancestry." The effort to build a black consciousness movement in Latin America has been hobbled by the low level of racial identification among blacks," Cordoba de Castro said. A hierarchy exists within Latin American countries. Those of European ancestry are at the top and those of African heritage are at the bottom, one notch below indigenous people. Those of mixed race-mestizos (indigenous and Caucasian) and malattos (indigenous and Negroid)--fall some where in between. Many blacks are eager to point out their Indian blood thus elevating themselves above black.

Lo gracioso es que mi primera reacción fue ponerme a la defensiva, hasta que me di cuenta que no había nada que negar. Todo es completamente cierto. Y no hablemos acerca de los países donde la población negra es casi invisible: Argentina, Chile, Uruguay, el mío (con altísima población indígena). Mucho para pensar, con la colonización que vivimos, nuestra cultura de "lo europeo es superior" es demasiado aceptada. (Ni me pongo hablar de la gente "blanca" que vive en países de América Latina que sale a decir que las cosas son muy diferentes por acá. Por supuesto que nada es idéntico, y las cosas son complejas en su propia y única manera, pero de ahí a que el privilegio de la gente blanca no existe es una gran idiotez. La gente no habla de él nada más.)

I'm finished Michiko e Hatchin. I'm re-watching it with my sister! XD I will make a long entry. Soon, I hope.

Taken from etrangere:

the meme

Finally started watching Michiko to Hatchin. On youtube, of course. You have no idea the pain that was downloading the subbed version of Tsubasa's OVA. *sighs ans kicks her internet*

Aaaaaaah. Dios, que dolor de cabeza. No sé que tal me fue en mi examen, no creo que me fue mal, pero me dejó con un dolor de cabeza horripilante. (Y eso que no es la gran cosa, si hablamos de la dificultad de la materia. Y eso que yo no llevo casi nada este semestre. Psst.) Ugh, hasta me dan nauseas.

Y mi internet es una mierda y no puedo bajarme nada.

My cramps are killing me. So I couldn't sleep, and this is what I found!

( Claymore 89 )

Arrrg. I'm dead tired. And have awful intestinal cramps (or whatever those things are called). Like awful. And the heat is/was killing me. So long day was long at school. I came home and just wanted to see my bed.

But you know what? I'm fucking tired of big egos and how they become the center of a discussion that was originally about racism. What are we discussing now? White people's supposed vendettas against each other.

So I will tell you, I just came to know all these people's big names by this whole mess. I don't care about TNH, PNH, Cramer and WS. I don't know who they are, don't know them as persons, and couldn't careless to do it. But I'm still fucking disgusted at their insulting and racist comments and attitudes. So are most POC. That's all. My stomach hurts. (I'm not mentioning all that shit Cramer and WS are doing to other people because it's just mind-blowing and I don't want to deal with that. Fucking adults indeed.)

( Tsubasa 215. Spoilers obviously )

I'm... going to sleep or something.

Damn it. I'm in my withdrawal-from-study mode. I'm trying to distract myself with every shit I find. Bakuman is misogynist crap that I would have been happy if didn't try to read. RaceFail 2009 is getting worse by time passes. I have re-read Claymore's latest chapter by the umpteen time. My exam is on Friday and still haven't finished studying. I'm failing here, people. I'm failing so hard.

I will be grateful if you could do something to entertain me. Like... singing to me in comments.

Something exploded at my home (as in, familiar crisis, nothing literally exploded XP), and my exam is Friday, so I won't be here much. So yeah, that's all.

Have a meme ganked from etrangere:

Pick one word from each pair that you think describes me the best and comment with your choices. Then copy this and post it in your own journal to see how your friends view you.

* dominant or submissive
* logical or intuitive
* social or loner
* kinky or vanilla
* cute or sophisticated
* kitten or puppy
* warm flannel sheets or sleek satin
* leader or follower
* quiet or talkative
* spontaneous or planned
* teddy bear or porcelain doll
* hiking or window shopping
* tequila or vodka
* top or bottom
* bare foot or shoes
* jeans or slacks
* tender or rough
* aware or dreamy
* nerd or jock
* brains or brawn
* common sense or book smarts

Mi internet murió anoche y no hubo forma de hacerla revivir. TRISTES ACONTECIMIENTOS.

O sea, VA ORUHA.

( Tsubasa 209 )

Shitty internet is shitty. You have no idea how much trouble I had trying to post this.

Argh. My Internet has been very very shitty lately, and today is my mom's birthday so I can't be around much. I'm sorry, I love you all.

http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp32/secrettower/FireNation.jpg

.... 'Diverse' does not mean 'nobody is white.'

I shed a tear. Seriously. Poor white people and their lack of representation. You know someone is privileged when they are 'unsettled' with the idea of not seeing their race in every corner on TV, even when it's obvious it shouldn't be there. Uhm, Chinese writing-characters? Obviously Asian-based Empire?

I thought that for western first-world's TV 'diverse' meant, 'one person of color, everyone else white.'

And LOL at 'attributed' imperialism. But you have to wonder about 'brainwashed.' Imperialist, it should be white. Try harder, oppressed white-person.

AND FOR THE RECORD, I don't watch F!S. It was linked on a comm. Because, you know, I have a reputation.

Hiatus is still on. :/ I'm sick as a dog, and have my second O-Chem exam on Monday. The first one went pretty good by the way. :) Finally. I had a decent note.

So yeah, sick of being sick. -_-

Cambié de layout, y ahora tengo una cuenta Plus. El porqué: ayer casualmente revisé mi journal en la facultad sin loggearme antes, y como yo nunca leo los anuncios de LJ, descubrí entonces que los journals de las cuentas basic ya muestran ads para las personas que no están ingresadas. Y cómo me van a meter ads de todas formas, me pongo una Plus aprovecho los iconos extras. Total, el layout nadie me lo salva.

Por qué tengo un layout de personas corriendo, se preguntarán. Bueno, era ese, o el de un basurero con bolas de papel que se supone representa un 'Writer's Blog'. Como tener un basurero en el encabezado de tu blog no es la cosa más buena para el autoestima de una, me quedé con la gente corriendo.

Sigan con sus vidas.