Oh, no, don't apologize! I was not necessarily expecting any response! Not that I didn't enjoy it. It was great, actually. :)
And yeah, I'm really fascinated by the cognitive dissonance of the Capitolites, because I'm convinced that Suzanne Collins at least partly meant for the relationship between the districts and the Capitol to be a dark mirror shining on the United States (and the Western countries in general, but especially the U.S.) and the blind eye we all end up turning to the economic oppression of people in non-European countries who are making our clothes and most of our cheap manufactured goods. There are children starving all over the world making my clothes, my computer, all the dishes I eat my snack on, everything. And at best, they face immediate dismissal if they speak up about the unfairness of their wages and working conditions. At worst they face physical retribution for being a "troublemaker". And many of them are children. I go about my day and use my stuff and have to turn my brain off, and I think it's not entirely dissimilar to what the Capitol people are doing. So I find it darkly fascinating to contemplate the average Capitolite's existence who isn't consciously buying victors as prostitutes or whatever, but knows that all their luxury goods and food come from the districts, knows from years of the Games that the districts are generally weak and underfed, and there must be a reason for that to be true of children that isn't fair, and refuses to think about it too hard.
Yeah, the motherly thing is both creepy and momentarily comforting to Haymitch, because well - somebody is acting like they're caring about his fate. He's got to find that compelling for a second, which would then make him feel all the more grossed out. :(
I'm sorry I've been so lax in posting chapters. It's happening this weekend though, no excuses.
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Date: 2014-04-03 12:02 pm (UTC)And yeah, I'm really fascinated by the cognitive dissonance of the Capitolites, because I'm convinced that Suzanne Collins at least partly meant for the relationship between the districts and the Capitol to be a dark mirror shining on the United States (and the Western countries in general, but especially the U.S.) and the blind eye we all end up turning to the economic oppression of people in non-European countries who are making our clothes and most of our cheap manufactured goods. There are children starving all over the world making my clothes, my computer, all the dishes I eat my snack on, everything. And at best, they face immediate dismissal if they speak up about the unfairness of their wages and working conditions. At worst they face physical retribution for being a "troublemaker". And many of them are children. I go about my day and use my stuff and have to turn my brain off, and I think it's not entirely dissimilar to what the Capitol people are doing. So I find it darkly fascinating to contemplate the average Capitolite's existence who isn't consciously buying victors as prostitutes or whatever, but knows that all their luxury goods and food come from the districts, knows from years of the Games that the districts are generally weak and underfed, and there must be a reason for that to be true of children that isn't fair, and refuses to think about it too hard.
Yeah, the motherly thing is both creepy and momentarily comforting to Haymitch, because well - somebody is acting like they're caring about his fate. He's got to find that compelling for a second, which would then make him feel all the more grossed out. :(
I'm sorry I've been so lax in posting chapters. It's happening this weekend though, no excuses.