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it only hurts when i breathe ([personal profile] spikedluv) wrote2025-12-18 06:59 am

The Day in Spikedluv (Wednesday, Dec 17)

I had a chiropractic appointment, a pedicure (another, different, red polish; she painted a nice snowflake for the design), AND a massage this morning! (Don’t laugh, but I scheduled the massage so I could get a GC for my niece. This massage therapist is local and works alone; it is very difficult to just walk in because the door is locked while she’s in an appointment, so I was like, screw it, I’ll ~make an appointment so I can get the GC. Win-win!)

I did zero shopping which made the morning even better. I did a load of laundry, hand-washed dishes, ran a load in the dishwasher, went for several walks with Pip and the dogs, baked chicken for the dogs’ meals, cut up chicken for the dogs' meals, scooped kitty litter, and showered. I cooked a strip roast with potatoes and baby carrots for supper. It was really good!

Today is my first injection of the higher dose of Trulicity (as decided when I had the appt with my PCP last Monday). I hope it doesn’t cause me digestive issues because I have not missed those. *fingers crossed*

I started Boyfriend Material, watched another ep of The Pitt and the current ep of one of my favorite HGTV programs, Fixer to Fabulous. Secrets of the Zoo was my background tv in the evening.

Temps started out at 32.9(F) (the temps got down to 22 before we went to bed, so it had warmed up substantially overnight) and reached 45.3!!! It was mostly cloudy, but the snow melted so that it was tough to walk in.

Today is the first of three ‘warm’ days (though it was only supposed to reach 39). Tomorrow is supposed to be mid-40s and Friday is supposed to hit the 50s! And then drop 20 degrees to being cold again. Me no likey.


Mom Update:

Mom didn’t sound good today. more back here )
Pop Junctions: Reflections on Entertainment, Pop Culture, Activism, Media Litera ([syndicated profile] henryjenkins_feed) wrote2025-12-18 10:32 am

Fandom as Consumer Collective: Christmas Trees as Fannish Display

Posted by Henry Jenkins

The below presents an excerpt from Henry Jenkins and Robert Kozinets’ recently released third book in the Frames of Fandom book series, Fandom as Consumer Collective. This extract considers the work of Daniel Miller which touches on questions of collecting and meaning-making through our relationship with “Stuff.” In honor of the holiday season, we are focusing on the ways that in an increasingly secular era, Christmas trees can become a site of fannish display and their decoration a process of recalling the stories of our lives.

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Studying “Stuff”

British anthropologist Daniel Miller (2013) studies the investments people make in the “stuff” of our everyday lives—our “belongings” and “longings.” While acknowledging the materialistic values of our culture, he is more interested in seeing our “stuff” as the focus for meaning-making and memory management. As we do, he sees collecting as a form of everyday curation through which we shape our environments. Stuff is difficult to study, Miller suggests, because these relationships often take place behind closed doors: “Families are created in bedrooms and sometimes divorced there. Memories and aspirations are laid out in photographs and furniture. Yet, peering into the wardrobe, you may be accused of voyeurism” (Miller 2013, p. 109).

Miller’s book, The Comfort of Things (2008), takes us inside thirty households on the same London street, using ordinary objects to document material culture at work. His approach is descriptive and narrative; he constructs portraits of people and their stuff. There is an order to things:

They put up ornaments; they laid down carpets... Some things may be gifts or objects retained from the past, but they have decided to live with them, to place them in lines or higgledy-piggledy... These things are not a random collection. They have been gradually accumulated as an expression of the person or household. (Miller, 2008, p. 2)

For Miller, people’s relationship to these objects is a cosmology or an aesthetic, a way of making meaning of themselves and their lives:

The aesthetic form that has been located in these portraits is not simply a repetitive system of order; it is above all a configuration of human values, feelings, and experiences... These are orders constructed out of relationships, and emotions and feelings run especially deep in relationships. (Miller 2008, p. 296).

A Cosmology of Things

For him, people’s relationship to these everyday objects might best be described as a cosmology or an aesthetic. People are making meaning of themselves and their lives via what they accumulate and display:

The aesthetic form that has been located in these portraits is not simply a repetitive system of order; it is above all a configuration of human values, feelings, and experiences. They form the basis on which people judge the world and themselves. It is this order that gives them their confidence to legitimate, condemn and appraise. These are orders constructed out of relationships, and emotions and feelings run especially deep in relationships. (Miller 2008, 296).

Similarly, Anna McCarthy (2001) conducted an ethnographic study of the ways people place familiar objects in and around their television sets—such as knickknacks or family portraits—to create personal shrines to their media consumption: “The TV set is a kind of semiotic magnet in social space, a place to put stickers, posters, plastic flowers, real flowers, and written signs that communicate something about the space to others” (p. 128).

One recent book (Maira and Soep, 2011) explored youthscapes as windows into the socialization and enculturation processes impacting immigrant and minoritized youth. On the one hand, their most intimate spaces often contain objects they brought with them from their motherlands, sometimes family heirlooms or cultural symbols meant to express who they are and where they come from, sometimes objects grabbed quickly as they escaped from danger and risk and thus embodying the trauma of being a refugee. 

On the other hand, these immigrant youth may also decorate their rooms with objects that signify their affiliation with Western popular culture. Such objects express their aspirations of belonging in this new world, of being part of a wider and more diverse youth culture. Alexandra Schneider (2011, pp. 144-145), for example, traces the range of material practices deployed by a Tamil foster child named Mani to express his affiliations and identifications with Hong Kong action star Jackie Chan:

Over a period of roughly five years, his encounter with Jackie Chan led him to produce a series of texts of different types. His "initiation" into Chan's filmic world took place in the foster home, where he saw his first Chan movie on TV. His fandom started out with watching movies, and in a first phase, Mani developed classical fan activities such as clipping, collecting, and archiving newspaper articles and promotional materials in fan albums, creating collages from printed materials, making film lists, and imitating the star's poses in personal photographs. Later, Mani started making short movies of his own, such as Jackie Chan trailers and video clips….Using semi-professional digital video cameras and video editing software, Mani currently uses his spare time to produce so-called "Schlegli" films (which roughly translates from Swiss German as "beat'em-up movies") in a style reminiscent of Jackie Chan's work.

Here, we see a progression from collecting pre-existing materials that reminded Mani of his entertainment experiences but gradually he began to produce his own media objects, including his own “beat’em-up movies” as he locate himself in relation to the imagined world he had seen in Chan’s movies.

Christmas Trees as Fannish Displays

One of Miller’s households in The Comfort of Things (2008) displays an obsession with all things Christmas. He writes, “In the bay window is the most perfect Christmas tree... None [of the ornaments] is too large or gaudy, there is nothing plastic or vulgar” (p. 18). Miller is interested in how a "tasteful" performance of Christmas can become the center of one’s identity. As I read the passage, I was inspired to think about what it might mean to celebrate Christmas as a member of a fandom, where many of the choices made are indeed “gaudy,” “plastic,” and “commercial.” Christmas trees become vehicles for expressing a range of meanings, and today, we often customize them to reflect the personal mythologies we have constructed.

Figure 10.1. Henry’s brother themes his Christmas tree around Coca-Cola-related ornaments. Photograph by Cynthia Jenkins

Figure 10.2: Ornaments from the Jenkins family Christmas tree, which suggest the eclectic mix of stories (both personal and collective) a family of fans accumulates across a lifetime together; photographs by Cynthia Jenkins.

My brother, Russell, decorates his tree in Coca-Cola red and with ornaments that reflect a multi-decade campaign to associate the brand with Christmas (see Figure 10.1). For Russell, this is not just about a beloved brand but also a source of civic pride, since Atlanta, where we grew up, is Coca-Cola’s corporate headquarters.

The ornaments on my family tree, pictured in Figure 10.2, are more eclectic, functioning as the intertwined portrait of our family as our tastes and interests evolved. When we first married, both my wife and I brought beloved ornaments from our own families. We made felt ornaments for our first few Christmases. When our son was little, his love for spooky things led to a plastic coffin candy container, now holding a Tony the Tiger toy, becoming a cherished heirloom. His stained-glass He-Man characters also remain.

Figure 10.3: Henry’s boyhood friend Edward’s Christmas tree decorations incorporate the peace symbol and the Gay Liberation rainbow flag. Photograph by Edward McNalley

I collect plastic animals from zoos I visit. We have ornaments from our travels around the world. We have a wooden Russian Orthodox cross from my grandfather, carved when I was obsessed with Leo Tolstoy. We have a stone hand-carved by an Inuit artisan to commemorate the Raven Festival from Northern Exposure. Characters from Doctor Seuss, Winnie the Pooh, and the Wizard of Oz represent childhood favorites. Our fandoms are a recurring theme: Disney, Marvel Comics, Good Omens, Game of Thrones, Doctor Who, and Downton Abbey, among many others. A 1950s ray gun is generic; the tech from Star Trek is highly particular. The Varsity, a beloved Atlanta hotdog stand, suggests I share my brother’s civic pride. Unpacking and placing the ornaments becomes an occasion for memory-making and storytelling. The ornaments are carefully curated to convey things that mattered to us across the span of our lives.

Edward, one of my boyhood friends, has two or more trees each year, each a portrait of his evolving tastes, often including icons from cinema and pop culture, from Star Trek to Marilyn Monroe. As someone involved with the arts, he is drawn towards vivid colors and a more flamboyant presentation (see Figure 10.3). While each of these trees may reflect individualistic ways to display fannish identities, they also reflect the expanding market for distinctive decorations, so that, as Miller might suggest, our trees become mirrors of our own consumption practices.

Figure 10.4: The Kozinets Family Tree in Los Angeles, California (photography by Robert V. Kozinets)


Rob here. I could not resist adding a photograph of our Christmas family tree (see Figure 10.4). If you care to peep closely, you may indeed find a Star Trek Spock figure accompanied by an Eddie Van Halen painted guitar, mirror balls, Monsters Inc. and other Disney figures, and many other fannish touches hanging alongside numerous perfect shiny balls, handmade styrofoam balls we made with our neighbor, Patty, old handmade crafts from Austrian villages and small towns in the forest, local images of Santa in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, and sparkly octopi and jellyfish. Because my wife and I only began living together when we began our life in Los Angeles, the story our tree tells is one of a combined life of forests, mountains and beach life, fandoms, food, music, and cats. It seems pretty obvious that these trees function as active, living archives.

The annual ritual of putting those decorations onto the Christmas tree is a key moment when, as Daniela Petrelli and Ann Light (2014, p. 16:2) describe it, "the present meets the past." It is memory work. Taking memories out of boxes, placing them onto a tree, and lighting them up: it is to pay respect, homage even, to your past selves and to the past itself. And the material memory metaphor continues as, each year, new ornaments are added to the old. The collection becomes an ongoing material assemblage. It displays a physical record of the family’s evolving journey that is territorialized onto the temporal space of the holiday. The unboxing becomes an occasion to "reflect and reminisce about special moments" (Petrelli and Light 2014, p. 16:2), as each object is handled and its story is retold, reinforcing the family’s unique narrative.

Lest the tree decorating be cast as overly jolly, Cele Otnes and her colleagues conducted in-depth interviews with 26 consumers about their Christmas tree rituals. They found that decorating was the result of a powerful negotiation that occurs within the family. Households face down, negotiate, and must repeatedly resolve a key conflict between "aesthetics vs. tradition." The "perfect" tree described by Miller, with its unified silver and gold baubles, represents a victory for a singular, impersonal aesthetic. In contrast, the fannish trees we have described, with their chaotic mix of handmade heirlooms, plastic pop culture icons, and travel souvenirs, demonstrate a deliberate choice to prioritize the family’s unique history and personal stories (tradition) over any single, coherent design scheme. Within this ritual, the commercial objects are stripped of their purely market-based meaning and reinscribed with the intimate, sacred meaning of a specific memory—a trip taken, a movie loved, a private joke. This process reveals how a seemingly simple holiday decoration becomes a complex site for cultural work, where a family actively performs and solidifies its collective identity by curating and displaying the material artifacts of its shared life.


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Biographies

Henry Jenkins is the Provost Professor of Communication, Journalism, Cinematic Arts and Education at the University of Southern California. He arrived at USC in Fall 2009 after spending more than a decade as the Director of the MIT Comparative Media Studies Program and the Peter de Florez Professor of Humanities. He is the author and/or editor of twenty books on various aspects of media and popular culture, including Textual Poachers: Television Fans and Participatory Culture, Hop on Pop: The Politics and Pleasures of Popular Culture, From Barbie to Mortal Kombat: Gender and Computer Games, Convergence Culture: Where Old and New Media Collide, Spreadable Media: Creating Meaning and Value in a Networked Culture, and By Any Media Necessary: The New Youth Activism. His most recent books are Participatory Culture: Interviews (based on material originally published on this blog), Popular Culture and the Civic Imagination: Case Studies of Creative Social Change, and Comics and Stuff. He is currently writing a book on changes in children’s culture and media during the post-World War II era.  He has written for Technology Review, Computer Games, Salon, and The Huffington Post.

Robert V. Kozinets is a multiple award-winning educator and internationally recognized expert in methodologies, social media, marketing, and fandom studies. In 1995, he introduced the world to netnography. He has taught at prestigious institutions including Northwestern University’s Kellogg School of Business and the Schulich School of Business in Toronto, Canada. In 2024, he was made a Fellow of the Association for Consumer Research and also awarded Mid-Sweden’s educator award, worth 75,000 SEK. An Associate Editor for top academic journals like the Journal of Marketing and the Journal of Interactive Marketing, he has also written, edited, and co-authored 8 books and over 150 pieces of published research, some of it in poetic, photographic, musical, and videographic forms. Many notable brands, including Heinz, Ford, TD Bank, Sony, Vitamin Water, and L’Oréal, have hired his firm, Netnografica, for research and consultation services He holds the Jayne and Hans Hufschmid Chair of Strategic Public Relations and Business Communication at University of Southern California’s Annenberg School, a position that is shared with the USC Marshall School of Business.

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antisoppist ([personal profile] antisoppist) wrote2025-12-18 10:13 am
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Advent calendar 18

Everyone sat down, except the Junior Side infants, already packed into choir stalls and sanctuary, who now stood ready to open the proceedings with Good King Wenceslaus.

This successfully delivered, the infants stampeded quietly up to the surrounding galleries to listen to the rest of the carols, and II.B. took their place. At one moment there was a marked difference of opinion concerning the order in which their carols were to be sung, but this was overcome by the less numerous supporters of We Three Kings of Orient Are singing more loudly and determinedly than the confused majority who favoured The Cherry-Tree Carol. II.A.'s performance was enlivened by no such excitements: and III.B. unexpectedly distinguished themselves by singing one unfamiliar carol, one which began Go in Adoration, go to Bethlehem.

III.A., Lower IV.B., Lower IV.A., Upper IV.B.—there was still ages before their own turn came, thought Esther, calming a little: until, with a tremor of alarm, she realized that no other form, so far, had done it the way Upper IV.A. were going to. No one else had had an orchestra, Miss Ussher had accompanied them on the organ: no one else had announced the titles of their carols: above all, no one else had had soloists.... How awful, thought Esther, if it were only Upper IV.A. who had such things: and she wondered anxiously if, when Tim realized this, she'd decide to alter everything, even though it was the last possible moment. Even if it made a bit of a muddle, it'd be better than being so different....
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Silver Adept ([personal profile] silveradept) wrote2025-12-17 11:30 pm

December Days 02025 #17: Persistence

It's December Days time again. This year, I have decided that I'm going to talk about skills and applications thereof, if for no other reason than because I am prone to both the fixed mindset and the downplaying of any skills that I might have obtained as not "real" skills because they do not fit some form of ideal.

17: Persistence )
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Travis ([personal profile] torachan) wrote2025-12-17 11:40 pm
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2025 Disneyland Trip #78 (12/17/25)

Disneyland is still way more crowded than I was anticipating. We got over to the parks around 6:30pm and were planning to get dinner from the Festival of Holidays carts at DCA and assumed it would be less crowded there than at Disneyland, but the lines to get in were really long for some reason. Once we were actually inside it wasn't too bad (still crowded, though), so I guess it was just a case of a lot of people arriving for after work trips at the same time.

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Y ferch olaf Coed-Iâl ([personal profile] ashkitty) wrote2025-12-17 11:13 pm
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12 Days (til) Christmas Day 5

Back to Kirk and Spock again! Told you they’re almost half the list. Advent 2012. The Enterprise crew carry out their mission to investigate weird shit wherever they find it. Guided by a Christmas star (kind of) they stumble on an unexpected birth (kind of). One of my favourite things about writing Trek fic is how weird and unexplainable you can make things (this will come up again later).

Nativus (Star Trek Reboot, Kirk/Spock)
Rated G

‘By the time they reach the surface, it is no longer the barren wasteland the initial scans had indicated. They stand surrounded by vegetation, lush and thick and a shade of green so bright it's almost gold; by the sound of trickling streams and the growing thrum of insect life. The tricorders vibrate with each new discovery as lifesigns appear around them with increasing rapidity, and above them coloured clouds rush through the sky like a gymnastic rainbow.…’

Song: Silent Night (There are of course many versions; this is the absolutely haunting one by Sinead O'Connor.)

Fic rec: Feast of the Unwise Men by Drayton (Oxford Time Travel)
Rated G

Technically this is an Epiphany fic, but since I'm doing pre-Christmas days and not post-Christmas days, here we are. It's about those few days after Dunworthy and Colin retrieve Kivrin from the Black Death, and the fallout - while knowledge of the canon will definitely help here, it's also a fic for anyone who has had to deal with university administrations.

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Travis ([personal profile] torachan) wrote2025-12-17 11:17 pm
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Daily Happiness

1. Spent most of the work day cleaning up data and while I originally thought it was going to take me a couple days, I actually got the whole file done today, which was nice.

2. We went to Disneyland for dinner. Still way more crowded than I would have thought with so many passholders blocked out, but not quite as bad as last Monday. We did have some really delicious food, though. And we finally managed to get some more of those cranberry orange loaves from Jolly Holiday and brought them home for breakfast tomorrow.

3. Jasper's really loving the warming bed now that it has lost its sides and become a warming cushion. Not sure if it's because of the new shape or because it's on top of a chest rather than on the floor, but he's into it.

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Lynn | Settiai ([personal profile] settiai) wrote2025-12-18 12:24 am
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Aurendor D&D: Summary for 12/17 Game

In tonight's game, the rest under a cut for those who don't care. )

And that's where we left off.
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skygiants ([personal profile] skygiants) wrote2025-12-18 12:07 am

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Everything I've previously read by M.T. Anderson emotionally devastated me, so I despite the fact that Nicked was billed as a comedy I went in bravely prepared to be emotionally devastated once again.

This did not happen .... although M.T. Anderson cannot stop himself from wielding a sharp knife on occasion, it it turns out the book is indeed mostly a comedy .....

Nicked is based on a Real Historical Medieval Heist: the city of Bari is plague-ridden, and due to various political pressures the City's powers have decided that the way to resolve this is to steal the bones of St. Nicholas from their home in Myra and bring them to Bari to heal the sick, revive the tourism trade, and generally boost the city's fortunes. The central figures on this quest are Nicephorus, a very nice young monk who had the dubious fortune of receiving a dream about St. Nicholas that might possibly serve as some sort of justification for this endeavor, and Tyun, a professional relic hunter (or con artist? Who Could Say) who is not at really very nice at all but is Very Charismatic And Sexy, which is A Problem for Nicephorus.

The two books that Nicked kept reminding me of, as I read it, were Pratchett's Small Gods and Tolmie's All the Horses of Iceland. Both of those books are slightly better books than this, but as both of them are indeed exceptionally good books I don't think it takes too much away from Nicked to say that it's not quite on their level: it's still really very fun! And, unlike in those other somewhat better books, the unlikely companions do indeed get to make out!

I did end it, unsurprisingly, desperately wanting to know more about the sources on which it was based to know what we do know about this Real Historical Medieval Heist, but it turns out they are mostly not translated into English. Foiled again!
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AurumCalendula ([personal profile] aurumcalendula) wrote2025-12-18 12:13 am
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The Secret of Us episode 10:

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Elizabeth Culmer ([personal profile] edenfalling) wrote2025-12-17 10:43 pm

a few recent highlights

Drive-by life update:

1. I have properly moved into my new apartment, by which I mean I am now sleeping and eating here. My books are still in my aunt's garage, and my plants are still in my parents' basement (right up against a south-facing patio door; they're fine, don't worry), but I have acquired a new sofa as well as an over-the-toilet storage rack, a kitchen storage/counter unit, a folding step-stool, and assorted hardware supplies. I still need a few more things, but overall it's shaping up nicely.

2. I have settled in at work, and I think it's going fairly well. Credentialing is a pain but I have been figuring out where information is stored and tidying up a bunch of old and/or duplicate files and folders, as well as making spreadsheets to keep track of data and projects.

3. This morning I had my 6-month follow-up for my uterine fibroid embolization, which basically meant I had a pelvic ultrasound so the tech and a doctor could look at my innards and make sure nothing seemed problematic. I am pleased to report that the fibroid in question (the one that pressed against my bladder) has shrunk from 4.9cm to 3.5cm. I mean, I'd already experienced a significant reduction in phantom urinary urges by two weeks after the June surgery, but it's nice to have hard numbers to back up my experience.

4. I got my Yuletide fic posted last night, so not quite right up against the deadline, but I am still moderately annoyed at myself for procrastinating. Ah well. There's always next year.