February 6th, 2007


just call it something and move on

Most of yesterday was spent on the Joey LaFaye proposal, fleshing it out from one page to three. My agent liked the one-page version very much, but agreed with me that it was thin. Remarkably, at the end of the day I was not in a foul mood (as is usually the case when I'm forced to do stuff like this). In the evening, Spooky took me out for Thai, and there really wasn't much else to yesterday.

The second Raven/poem auction has begun. This one's Raven Black. And I see we already have a bid on Raven Red. No reserves on these auctions. Raven Green and Raven Blue will go up later this afternoon. The winner of each auction will receive, along with the raven in question, a signed and numbered copy of "Nest." Only four copies of the poem are being released, exclusively for this auction. The ravens are gorgeous, and it pains me to see them go, but Georgia Power says I can't heat this wind tunnel of a house for free. Note, also, I would prefer to sign each copy of the poem to its winning bidder (or someone hesheit would like it signed to), to avoid resales. If you have any questions about the raven/poem auctions, just ask. There are photos of all the Ravens Four up on squid_soup, and here's the link to our main eBay page.

Lately, I've felt like complaining about homophobia in America is akin to complaining about suffering in hell. Nonetheless, pkbarbiedoll writes, regarding one of the Superbowl ads:

Have you heard about the candy bar ad? In short, there was an ad for a Mars, Inc. candy [Snickers] featuring two butch male mechanics. One had a Snickers bar, and the other began eating from the other end until the two mouths met in a kiss. Both men are aghast and begin ripping hair from their chests. Sounds funny on the surface. But there were two alternate versions of the same ad on the Snickers website. One was called "Motor Oil" and after the men kiss, one drinks motor oil while the other guzzles antifreeze (being sick or committing suicide is better than being gay). The other was called "Wrench". After kissing, one man picks up a wrench and beats the other man with it. In the closing moments of "Wrench" the second man pushes the first man's head under the engine and slams the hood closed.

Next to these alternate versions was a montage of football players commenting on the ads. "That ain't right" was repeated by several players, of course they were referring to the men kissing not the homophobic violence celebrated in the ads. Mars has since removed the advertisements from their website. Thought you'd want to know (not that you buy those crappy candy bars in the first place).

I haven't seen the Mars ads (or any of the others), but I expect they're up on YouTube. Oh, wait, here you go. I have now seen one frame of one of the Snickers ads. Here's a comment on the Mars ads from the Human Rights Campaign:

The makers of Snickers and its parent company at Mars should know better. If they have any questions about why the ad isn’t funny, we can help put them in touch with any number of GLBT Americans who have suffered hate crimes. This type of jeering from professional sports figures at the sight of two men kissing fuels the kind of anti-gay bullying that haunts countless gay and lesbian school children on playgrounds all across the country.

And I might add it haunts no small number of gay and lesbian adults off the playground. Anyway...

Today, I need to get to work on a piece for Sirenia Digest #15 (February). The platypus says "Hop to it."

Postscript (8:44 p.m. CaST): I just learned that Daughter of Hounds remains on the Barnes and Noble SF/F trade list, coming in at #44. Thanks, Liz!