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Deborah Lipp goes on about Wicca, politics, movies, Paganism, and cats. Not necessarily in that order.

 

9/30/2008

Tuesday Trivia: Have at it

I give up. I am too busy. It’s almost not Tuesday anymore and I just haven’t got time to put together a quiz.

You may play free-for-all. You know the rules. I’ll start.

This actress is a nerd’s dream: She’s been in a Bond movie, made love on the Enterprise, and co-starred in a major superhero movie. Name her.

Filed under: Trivia — Deborah Lipp @ 9:49 pm

9/29/2008

Monday Movie Review: The Times of Harvey Milk

The Times of Harvey Milk (1984) 8/10
This documentary tells the story of Harvey Milk, the first openly gay city official elected in the United States. Opening with his assassination, the movie goes back to his life, focusing on his time in San Francisco politics, which ended with his assassination (along with Mayor George Moscone) by Dan White. The film examines the aftermath of Milk’s death, including White’s “Twinkie defense” trial and its results. Directed by Rob Epstein.

I think the most important thing to remember when watching The Times of Harvey Milk is that it was made in 1984, a mere six years after the events depicted. It was made before AIDS was known about by anyone other than epidemiologists. Before gay marriage existed as a political issue. The people interviewed in the movie have had only a short time to gain any perspective on their experiences and their loss. It also explains the hair.

It’s as if the film is two time capsules; the capsule of San Francisco in the 1970s, the beginning of a flamboyant Gay Rights movement, the birth of Castro Street as a gay cultural center, and the high cost of this kind of openness. As well, the capsule of speaking openly as a gay activist to a filmmaker in 1984; neither of these times exist anymore, both are worth looking at.

One interesting thing about watching a documentary is that it allows you to look at your own perceptions and memory. I was a teenager in the 70s. I remember that someone named Harvey Milk was killed. I remember there was a “Twinkie defense” murder trial; I did not remember they were the same murder. I remembered nothing about peaceful or violent demonstrations either. Yet these were important events, and you and I are living in a world very much touched by these events. Harvey would have been proud.

The use of news footage, interviews, photographs, and home movies is well-done. Watching the film is seamless. The film is honest about Milk’s flaws; his combativeness, restlessness, and temper. It is honest about the flaws of gay activists in general; it doesn’t try to portray riots as a good thing, although it is sympathetic to the frustrations that led there. The net effect is kind of adulatory, but the details are not.

Unfortunately, “missing’ footage is not addressed. Early on we learn that Milk’s partner was named Scott Smith. Thereafter, Smith disappeared. I assume he declined to be in the movie, but the film would have been improved by saying so. Is he alive or dead? Was he still Milk’s partner when Milk was killed? Was he at the candlelight vigil that night? The movie doesn’t say. And as you can see, it really stuck in my craw. It dangled, unspoken. People have partners; life is shaped by that. There was a partner for a split-second, and then whoosh, he was gone. In a movie about gay life and about the profound effect of coming out of the closet, that’s too big an omission. An explanation should have been offered.

Anyway, that’s minor. This is an amazing piece of history that too few people know. Rent the movie now, before Milk comes out.

Filed under: Movies & TV — Deborah Lipp @ 10:37 pm

I’m back

I’m kind of exhausted. I had a great time. The people in Louisville are awesome. Gaia’s Spiral (formerly Widdershins) is a great shop with gorgeous handcrafts, art, and ritual objects, and very few books. But lots of MY books. I did readings and talks and then I went to Louisville Pagan Pride and did four million readings. Four. Million. And then there was a party and it’s true what they say about Kentucky and bourbon. Like wow.

So I promise that blogging will resume. I have a movie to review but it might not go up until much later today.

Filed under: Events and Publications — Deborah Lipp @ 9:21 am

And that’s my time, folks

I hope you enjoyed me being here as much as I did. Deborah should be back today, but if you find yourself desperate for more of me, feel free to pay me a visit at Lover of Strife.

This is Evn, signing off. We now return you to your regularly scheduled Lady.

Filed under: Site News — Evn @ 7:17 am

9/28/2008

Goddess of the Week: Laverna

Laverna, patroness of thieves and plagiarists, is traditionally worshipped in solitary places, and in perfect silence. Originally perceived as a Goddess of night and the Netherworld, She is often associated with Diana, the Moon Goddess of the Etruscan Witch cult.

The fear of Witches operating after dark never really went away as civilization advanced, and as more and more people moved from rural to urban settings. It’s believed to this day that if you’re up and about in the dead of night, you’re probably not doing anything socially acceptable: as my mothers used to say when my brother and I wanted to stay out past our curfew, “Nothing good happens after midnight.” So, in addition to her Witchy spheres of influence, Laverna became the Goddess of those who use the cover of darkness to hide their activities.

From Aradia: Gospel of the Witches, compiled by Charles Godfrey Leland:

Among the gods or spirits who were of ancient times — may they be ever favourable to us! Among them was one female who was the craftiest and most knavish of them all. She was called Laverna. She was a thief, and very little known to the other deities, who were honest and dignified, for she was rarely in heaven or in the country of the fairies.

She was almost always on earth, among thieves, pickpockets, and panders–she lived in darkness. Once it happened that she went (to a mortal), a great priest in the form and guise of a very beautiful stately priestess (of some goddess), and said to him:

“You have an estate which I wish to buy. I intend to build on it a temple to (our) God. I swear to you on my body that I will pay thee within a year.”

Therefore the priest transferred to her the estate.

And very soon Laverna had sold off all the crops, grain, cattle, wood, and poultry. There was not left the value of four farthings.

But on the day fixed for payment there was no Laverna to be seen. The goddess was far away, and had left her creditor in asso — in the lurch!

At the same time Laverna went to a great lord and bought of him a castle, well-furnished within and broad rich lands without.

But this time she swore on her head to pay in full in six months.

And as she had done by the priest, so she acted to the lord of the castle, and stole and sold every stick, furniture, cattle, men, and mice — there was not left wherewith to feed a fly.

Then the priest and the lord, finding out who this was, appealed to the gods, complaining that they had been robbed by a goddess.

And it was soon made known to them all that this was Laverna.

Therefore she was called to judgment before all the gods.

And when she was asked what she had done with the property of the priest, unto whom she had sworn by her body to make payment at the time appointed (and why had she broken her oath)?

She replied by a strange deed which amazed them all, for she made her body disappear, so that only her head remained visible, and it cried:

“Behold me! I swore by my body, but body have I none!”

Then all the gods laughed.

After the priest came the lord who had also been tricked, and to whom she had sworn by her head. And in reply to him Laverna showed to all present her whole body without mincing matters, and it was one of extreme beauty, but without a head; and from the neck thereof came a voice which said:

“Behold me, for I am Laverna, who
Have come to answer to that lord’s complaint,
Who swears that I contracted debt to him,
And have not paid although the time is o’er,
And that I am a thief because I swore
Upon my head–but, as you all can see,
I have no head at all, and therefore I
Assuredly ne’er swore by such an oath.”

Then there was indeed a storm of laughter among the gods, who made the matter right by ordering the head to join the body, and bidding Laverna pay up her debts, which she did.

Then Jove spoke and said: “Here is a roguish goddess without a duty (or a worshipper), while there are in Rome innumerable thieves, sharpers, cheats, and rascals — ladri, bindolini, truffatori e scrocconi — who live by deceit.

“These good folk have neither a church nor a god, and it is a great pity, for even the very devils have their master, Satan, as the head of the family. Therefore, I command that in future Laverna shall be the goddess of all the knaves or dishonest tradesmen, with the whole rubbish and refuse of the human race, who have been hitherto without a god or a devil, inasmuch as they have been too despicable for the one or the other.”

And so Laverna became the goddess of all dishonest and shabby people.

Laverna teaches a double-edged lesson. Buck authority, and take pride in doing so; but at the same time, take responsibility for your actions.

In a NeoPagan subculture where “Harm None” is regularly interpreted as, “Do whatever you want without consequence,” it’s good to keep what Laverna has to say in mind.

Filed under: Paganism — Evn @ 7:37 pm
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