Mer-people were on the rise this year, surging along with the record floods. Sonar sync pings abound, and one of my favorite boatnut blogs - Never See Land (a blog worth visiting for the pun of it) devotes a post a day (!) to mermaids of every stripe (as long as they’re feminine). Mariners and mermaids go together like love and marriage - a horse and carriage. Which is a bit odd, because mermaids are infamous for luring mariners onto the rocks - Sirens. They’re not to be trusted, as Disney’s Peter Pan clearly shows:
"I was only going to drown her"
As a child, one of my favorite picture books was about merfolk (sadly, I have no idea of the title or author) who, Disney notwithstanding, attempted to WARN mariners about the dangers of the rocks - not lure them to destruction. Sometimes Sirens sing to warn, and sometimes to lead astray. Hmmm. Maybe the Siren song was always the same (the song remains the same), but some mariners heard the song and were warned away, while others heard it and were attracted. Same message, different reading. Its all in the interpretation.
The Media is the Siren of our age - the Dagon rising, now almost fully born. The internet is the last step toward it’s realization - the capstone within view. Some (most) sing her praises (thus suiting her vanity), and even those who would warn us are using her (that whore of babble on), which in the end, only fills her cup "double tall". She can’t lose, and she knows it. No such thing as bad press - the media IS the message.
In just six years, the 911 Mega-ritual has achieved a level of mythic collective consciousness that formerly required centuries, if not eons. The Media is the reason (for the season). From its birth via C(NN) Section to its instant propagation on the internet, the ritual is subject to a thousand interpretations, from the official version to alien holograms to... whatever you want. The Siren call/warning of 911. Emergency. Emergence Sea. Emerge Agency ...the beginning of birth pains. --Matthew 24:8
Ulysses and the Sirens --Herbert James Draper
In order to make his way safely past the Sirens, Ulysses plugged the ears of his crew, but he had himself bound to the mast with ears bared, so that he might hear the Siren call, yet be powerless to follow. Sometimes I think of gay men as “bound to the mast” (the phallus) like Ulysses - hearing the siren call of the feminine, but powerless (impotent) to follow.
I have a feeling that this war will not be won with words, even blogosphere words. The pen is mightier than the sword, but there is something even mightier than the pen. The MESSAGE that is the message. Now that would be something to witness.
No “mermaid problem” here.