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Every once in a while, you'll be reading along in an otherwise harmless story, doop de doop, when all of a sudden you hit a phrase that's so appalling, so ill-considered, so just plain icky, that you need to just back away from the computer for a minute, until you've finished repressing and/or laughing. From what I've seen around LJ and lists and boards, and from my own experience, these roadkill phrases tend to be things like "pulsating elfhood," "obsidian orbs," and a wide variety of weeping body parts (though rarely are said parts eyes. Oops, I mean, "orbs"). I've more or less built up a resistance to the majority of these over the years; I might roll my eyes (and probably will), but it takes something special to make me really shudder these days.
Something like, say, the image of a martini coming complete with maraschino cherries and a little umbrella. Dear. God.
Why would anyone do that to a poor, innocent martini? Cherries? Umbrellas?! The martini is a noble drink, with a long and olive-filled history! It was the staple of the executive lunch in the days when grey-suited businessmen lingered over their steaks discussing the Anderson account, before heading home to their unfulfilled wives and their children named Chip and Princess. It was the elixir over which the society detective seduced the sozzled socialite into revealing just why she was being blackmailed. It's as much a part of James Bond's arsenal as his Walther PPK. It does not come with an umbrella.
I knew that that trend of unsettlingly colorful drinks that aren't actually martinis but are served in martini glasses was going to end badly. I just didn't figure it would do so in fic. Damn you, Carrie Bradshaw. Damn you to frou-frou drink hell.
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Your match is Traditional!Norrington, the
Norrington that stays true to canon. He
understands that Elizabeth loves another, and
dutifully accepts his loss. Many call him
boring, but the real question is, what happens
when that wig comes off?
Who's your Commodore Norrington Match?
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Yeah, I figured. I do love the classics (like martinis with no cherries in them! Ack!). Funny quiz, too- I was tempted to cheat just for the variety.
Huh, 52% Feminine vs. 48% Masculine. Well, aren't I the balanced one.
Something like, say, the image of a martini coming complete with maraschino cherries and a little umbrella. Dear. God.
Why would anyone do that to a poor, innocent martini? Cherries? Umbrellas?! The martini is a noble drink, with a long and olive-filled history! It was the staple of the executive lunch in the days when grey-suited businessmen lingered over their steaks discussing the Anderson account, before heading home to their unfulfilled wives and their children named Chip and Princess. It was the elixir over which the society detective seduced the sozzled socialite into revealing just why she was being blackmailed. It's as much a part of James Bond's arsenal as his Walther PPK. It does not come with an umbrella.
I knew that that trend of unsettlingly colorful drinks that aren't actually martinis but are served in martini glasses was going to end badly. I just didn't figure it would do so in fic. Damn you, Carrie Bradshaw. Damn you to frou-frou drink hell.
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Your match is Traditional!Norrington, the
Norrington that stays true to canon. He
understands that Elizabeth loves another, and
dutifully accepts his loss. Many call him
boring, but the real question is, what happens
when that wig comes off?
Who's your Commodore Norrington Match?
brought to you by Quizilla
Yeah, I figured. I do love the classics (like martinis with no cherries in them! Ack!). Funny quiz, too- I was tempted to cheat just for the variety.
Huh, 52% Feminine vs. 48% Masculine. Well, aren't I the balanced one.
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Date: 2003-09-16 07:12 am (UTC)Painful, I tell ya.
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Date: 2003-09-17 01:00 am (UTC)Delaware is a city and not a state
Seriously? Ouch. I despair, I really do.
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Date: 2003-09-17 05:42 am (UTC)Yes, and sadly, none of those details were particularly obsure knowledge or hard to doublecheck. What has me really scared is that these authors probably have no idea there was anything wrong or needing checked!
Seriously? Ouch. I despair, I really do.
Yep, Delaware is a... city. :-/ In slight defense of this author, she is from the UK, but it ain't hard to get an American beta to check such details, or vice versa should the need arise. I must admit it does bother me the amount of British English coming out of Jack's and Daniel's mouths in Stargate fic.
Thanks for that link! There are some very puzzling cities on that list! But hey! We here in PA are proud to have our two cities on it. We live to stymie. :g:
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Date: 2003-09-17 10:33 pm (UTC)Ah yes, that's an old favorite peeve. I sympathize with all the Harry Potter fans who are frustrated with the amount of Americanisms creeping into Hogwarts, but a mean little part of me can't help but be amused that the shoe's on the other foot now, after years of Anglicized Stargate and Mag7 fic. Heh, at last! *g* I do wish people would be more careful with those distracting details, though. As you say, it's not that hard to get a beta to make sure you're using the right idiom.
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Date: 2003-09-18 05:23 am (UTC)Stargate authors use the word "chortled" a lot, though. Good word "chortled." I give them extra credit for that. I like a chortling Daniel.
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Date: 2003-09-17 01:08 am (UTC)