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Mailbag, June 2003 |
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are the best mails I received during the month of June, 2003, with comments
added where they are needed or funny, snarky, and sometimes, when
the stars align, all three.Due to endless delays in actually creating this page, this mailbag was compiled and captioned in early September, 2003, and got online in August 2004. Mails are presented chronologically.
It's an interesting question but no, I don't believe in fate or destiny or predestination, or anything like that. Could any *real* atheist? I'm not asking that rhetorically, I'm really pondering it. Of course just because someone is an atheist doesn't mean they are a rationalist; just because a person doesn't believe in god doesn't mean they don't believe in a ton of other wacky stuff like Scientology, Astrology, lucky numbers, and so on. However in my case, I don't believe in anything magical or unprovable. And yeah, I could go into a big debate about the definition of "proof," but I'm not going there today either. So no, I don't believe in destiny or fate or anything. I sort of wish I did; it would make life more fun. I could pretend that bad things were tests, good things were rewards I'd earned, that Malaya was my soulmate in waiting and that mystical events had conspired to keep me from being in a relationship when I met her, and so on. Since I don't believe any of that, I just have reality, as I define it. We're two individuals who led our own lives for nearly 30 years before our overlapping interest in Diablo II brought me to her attention, and then brought her to my blog, and her interest in horror and fantasy motivated her to write an email to that Flux guy about one of his stories, and about symbolism in writing. I think the thing is that any chain of events that leads to a known conclusion seems very improbable if you look at it with hindsight, from a loaded PoV. If I assumed that Malaya and I were destined to meet, then I'd look back and see how unlikely it was that we ever would have, with her living 500 miles away. And how unlikely it was that we would both be interested in D2. And how unlikely it was that I'd stay as a volunteer worker on a D2 fansite for over 5 years. And how unlikely it was that she'd be interested in fantasy/horror fiction and therefore want to write me for more info about my writing. And so on. My feeling is that you can construct a chain of great improbabilities for just about any situation, down to what you had for lunch. I mean when you got up this morning, if someone had predicted exactly what you would eat for lunch, down to the portion size and location in which you consumed it, that would seem amazing. What if you'd gotten a phone call just as you were about to make a sandwich, and by the time you got off the phone you had changed your mind and wanted soup? What if you saw a commercial for Subway and decided you just had to have a turkey classic with extra mustard? The difference is that with major life events, such as how I feel about meeting Malaya, it matters hugely whether or not they work out, so events that led up to that major event seem very important. It really doesn't matter one way or the other if you had a grilled cheese sandwich or cold pizza for lunch. And while I think Malaya is about the best match for me (and me for her) that I will/would have ever met in my life, I don't think we were destined to be together. If I'd gotten a better job 2 years ago and hadn't had the time to keep working on the D2 site, she would have never read my Decahedron columns and never followed a link to my home page, and never read any of my fiction, and never mailed me to ask about symbolism in story telling. I suppose that we might have somehow met anyway, say she read my first (upcoming) novel and really liked it and wrote me a fan mail and it was such an interesting mail that I mailed her back, and it went from there. So it's possible, and since I'm going to be a writer and she reads my type of fiction, it's maybe even remotely probable. But even if it had happened that way, the odds would have been against us ever hitting it off, or getting to know each other, etc. In other words, though it's not very romantic, I don't think anything about our relationship, or anything else that has ever happened in my life or anyone else's life, was magical or predestined or meant to be. No matter how much I wish I could think that, since it would make our love feel even more special.
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Cheerful, isn't
she? I'm not sure why non-Americans Vixen here obviously had a lot to say and while she was spurred by my Malaya visit report, she threw in much more about other things I'd said in recent blogs while she was at it. I have no criticism of this; it's nice to get an email from someone with something to say. And she was one of many people who were kind enough to write with best wishes for Malaya and me, and one of several who said how impressed or thankful they were that I shared so much of my feelings during that fateful first visit. I was surprised how many people really took to and enjoyed my discussion; I thought it might be too personal and weird for most, when I was writing it, but after feeling such intense emotions so recently, I really couldn't self censor it down to something pointless. (See the 2nd to last email from last month's mailbag.)
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I didn't get around to checking them for months and months, and by then Faans was behind a subscriber-only wall, aside from some early strips which were very Mad Magazine-esque in art and humor about Trekkies and other uber-fans. The other one isn't bad, sort of along the lines of a less-inventive and more "inside" Dilbert. Check them out if you like, that's what recommendations are for.
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An interesting mail, eh? Nice to hear from someone who actually knows what they're talking about, rather than just bullshitting along, like I do. I wasn't sure what prompted it though, since while I can remember writing about incest and related issues a few times, I couldn't find any mentions of those subjects in early June, plus he mistakenly said "July" in his mail, which threw me off. However I eventually realized that in part one of my long and overly-personal discussion of the first Malaya visit and my extended freak out during it, I talked briefly about relatives and the reasons we tend to love them, even if they do things that we wouldn't put up with for an instant if they were just someone off the street.
Nothing past June 5 since the rest of the month's emails were lost in the email client crash that claimed the rest of the year's mails as well. If you would like to be included in a future mail bag, give it a try. |
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