With you there, James. I don't seem to have the soapie gene, so I think I've seen less than an ep's-worth, all up.
But good on them for proving it can be done here, and even better in some ways (the early diversity Russell alludes to) than countries with much bigger audiences.
Regarding the question about who would pay, I certainly would for the three shows I currently watch. Since Amazon has proven that the "long tail" model works, I don't see why that doesn't apply to other media. Sure, there may not be zillions of Lost Girl fans in NZ, but if you add the global reach and consider fans in Oz, SA, the UK, etc...
I have no problem with somewhat gratuitous sex after some kiddie-friendly hour (Lost Girl), but I found the first book (at least, I couldn't stomach any more) had lots of that shitty sex (incest, rape, devious) I can't stand reading about. Or watching.
There's a kind of underlying misogyny in the first book that I disliked mightily, thus my entire avoidance of the TV show. Sounds like boobs-of-the-week is in that vein.
On a slight tangent, why is it that epic fantasy is nearly always based on quasi-Saxon or medieval societies with more-or-less retrograde sexual politics? The only exception I can think of is the Kushiel books (which won't be TVised anytime soon).
I've not had good luck with People's Coffee at the various places around town I've tried it, although not in Newtown. I luurve Coffee Supreme - got hooked while I worked at Vic - especially the Boxer Blend. Havana is always reliable.
The fresh veggie market on the corner of Vivian and Willis St is still going strong. The Asian grocery down the road in Hopper St has a pretty good range. Any reports on how good the Hill St market in Thorndon is?
Picking up on the assumptions thing, it's interesting. I'm currently officially out at this job, but I wasn't at my last. However, I was out about being poly in my last job, and not so much at this one. So yeah, go figure. Not wanting to completely put myself beyond the pale in either situation?
As for kink, that's on a need-to-know basis, which certainly doesn't include my family. I do go to public parties, though.
With each of the relevant sub-communities, I'm out about everything, although sometimes cautious about the kink aspect at lesbian-orientated gatherings.
Interesting the risk heuristics we engage in when there isn't THAT much physical risk.
@Ian - that's a classic one. :-)
As for the actual point of the article, is there anything about the Out to Dinner thing that isn't a film clip? If it is what it seems to be, it doesn't have to be a middle-class thing - it could be "out to the pub" or whatever. I spent enough time in the Cossie Club with my mother when I was younger, god help me.
Not to recycle 80's politics too much, but I think "visbility" is an important thing to get our message out there. Not in the sense of pride parades - although that has a point too - but the fact that we're out and queer and at the same school gates, same pubs, same shops and have the same money and same concerns as hets. Engaging with each other with human beings.
Also, I vote for bloody getting the gay choir out the front of these happy-clappy or fundy churches who bug me in town on Saturday. Sunday morning at about 11 in front of the church, by preference. We could hand out leaflets on "are you CONCERNED about teenage pregnancy?"
I think I may be very slightly older than you, Emma, and I find the debates about the word "queer" kind of interesting, in this context.
It's always been a word used by our community this century, and more neutral than many. Sure, it's been used as a term of abuse - and hey, I'm not comfortable with the word "cunt" myself in any context, due to my history with it - but any word can be abusive with the right intonation. So while I absolutely support people who dislike it as a personal label, I wish there was a little less vehemence from some about how awful it is. It's a very handy umbrella term for those of us who find "GBTLIA..." and its permutations annoyingly cumbersome.
On the other hand, there are (not trying to be patronising, truly - the self-identified queerest of the queer might want all or some of these things), more mainstream homo/trans/sexuals - who want to get married and have kids and have the picket fence and vote National and who are the same as everyone else except their orientation - who resent the term because of the connotation that homo/trans/sexuality can't be "normal". In that instance, yes, I think being labelled as queer would be incredibly irksome. My view on that is that until we have the same rights as heterosexuals (marriage and adoption being the two biggies in NZ), then no matter how "normal" you think you are, the law (and the section of society it represents) thinks of us as "not-normal", i.e. queer. In the same way some of those "nice" people at the school gate think of us as slightly subhuman.
Anyway, not rehearsing all that for Emma's benefit - I'm sure it's very redundant - but just some perspective and my 2c for those who aren't too aware of the "identity debates". Time-consuming and annoying as they can be.
I'm really disappointed at this. One of the best mags of its type I've ever seen, and if someone of my age with a more peripheral interest in today's acts could get something out of every issue, then they must be doing something right.
As for web presence, I couldn't find it either after I first picked up the mag, thus I resorted to the FB page for subscribing. I think they could have used FB more to drive traffic to their "real" site, wherever it might have been.
Goth is about the only identifiable clubbing scene in Canberra, still. Beyond 18-year-olds dancing to dire Gaga remixes or "urban" beats.
As well as a regular club night, there is a shop specializing in the clothes and accessories in the middle of town. Ages range from early 20s (at least) thru to late 40s. The "cool"/arty people in Canberra will actually frock up and go to these events for a night out, even if they aren't goth per se.
As well as the queer-friendly, non-macho aspects of the scene, there's a kink-community crossover as well. This is very true in Canberra (the dog collars really AREN'T just a fashion statement, for some).