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Three Things
First of all, my overriding feeling 20 minutes after getting online this morning was, "Whoa. How is this going to impact the perception/possible reelection for President Obama?" Because this? This is huge.
Second. I completely inadvertently managed to misuse a term in one of my fics, and insult at least two people, probably more, knowing the reader/commenter ratio in fanfiction. I can only claim sheer American ignorance and apologize. (Yes, it makes a difference that I'm American. I used a specifically anti-Irish term, which I swear I do not recall hearing in my life. And despite being in the UK for term, I haven't hear it here either, which could be read as a good thing, possibly.) I am really sorry, as it wasn't my intention at all -- I don't think Jack would have used a deliberately derogate term in that context. (Having served in two World Wars, I imagine he's plenty aware of derogatory terms and their contexts and usages.)
The fic was for the Royal Wedding Fic Fest, which I do highly recommend, because there are only three fics and two pages of prompts. I'm going to take this experience as a reminder that you can never do enough research, even on shorter-than-drabble ficlets you scribble off-the-cuff.
I apologized over there, but in all honesty, I can't edit my comment because I don't have a paid account, and I don't have an ad-supported account, and that's not going to change any time soon. And I'm reluctant to delete my original comment.
So here is a repost of the story as it should be read
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"He should have worn the RAF uniform," Jack complained, leaning back in his chair.
"His position in the Irish Guards is of a higher rank," Ianto said calmly, again.
"He is serving in the Royal Air Force."
"And you're not biased at all," Gwen patted his shoulder.
Jack crossed his arms.
"It's just a uniform, Jack," Gwen continued, and Ianto's eyes widened in warning.
"It's not just a uniform, it represents affiliation and training. Prince William--"
"Duke of Cambridge, Jack."
"--serves in the RAF search and rescue, not the Irish Home Guard. That title is only honorary, he should be wearing the blues, he--."
"It's politics, Jack. And he is wearing his wings. Hush."
Jack grumbled under his breath, but Gwen and Ianto ignored him, leaning forward to watch the vows.
****
Third, on a much lighter note. Someone (not me) needs to go over to the fest and fill the Glee prompt. Seriously. IT IS POSSIBLY THE BEST GLEE PROMPT EVER.
Because McKinley High would be ALL OVER THAT WEDDING. I see a bunch of glee clubers dressing up in wedding gowns (Kurt, Rachel, Mercedes, Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Tina in a great goth get-up) I see wedding/royalty themed songs for a week, I see everyone getting up early to crash at someone's house to watch the wedding on TV. I see snarky comments from Sue. I see Puck buying a knock-off engagement ring in his ongoing quest to impress Lauren. I SEE GLEE HIJINKS.
But I don't write Glee fic, because I'm not comfortable with the voices and it needs to happen, so....*pokes internet*
Second. I completely inadvertently managed to misuse a term in one of my fics, and insult at least two people, probably more, knowing the reader/commenter ratio in fanfiction. I can only claim sheer American ignorance and apologize. (Yes, it makes a difference that I'm American. I used a specifically anti-Irish term, which I swear I do not recall hearing in my life. And despite being in the UK for term, I haven't hear it here either, which could be read as a good thing, possibly.) I am really sorry, as it wasn't my intention at all -- I don't think Jack would have used a deliberately derogate term in that context. (Having served in two World Wars, I imagine he's plenty aware of derogatory terms and their contexts and usages.)
The fic was for the Royal Wedding Fic Fest, which I do highly recommend, because there are only three fics and two pages of prompts. I'm going to take this experience as a reminder that you can never do enough research, even on shorter-than-drabble ficlets you scribble off-the-cuff.
I apologized over there, but in all honesty, I can't edit my comment because I don't have a paid account, and I don't have an ad-supported account, and that's not going to change any time soon. And I'm reluctant to delete my original comment.
So here is a repost of the story as it should be read
***
"He should have worn the RAF uniform," Jack complained, leaning back in his chair.
"His position in the Irish Guards is of a higher rank," Ianto said calmly, again.
"He is serving in the Royal Air Force."
"And you're not biased at all," Gwen patted his shoulder.
Jack crossed his arms.
"It's just a uniform, Jack," Gwen continued, and Ianto's eyes widened in warning.
"It's not just a uniform, it represents affiliation and training. Prince William--"
"Duke of Cambridge, Jack."
"--serves in the RAF search and rescue, not the Irish Home Guard. That title is only honorary, he should be wearing the blues, he--."
"It's politics, Jack. And he is wearing his wings. Hush."
Jack grumbled under his breath, but Gwen and Ianto ignored him, leaning forward to watch the vows.
****
Third, on a much lighter note. Someone (not me) needs to go over to the fest and fill the Glee prompt. Seriously. IT IS POSSIBLY THE BEST GLEE PROMPT EVER.
Because McKinley High would be ALL OVER THAT WEDDING. I see a bunch of glee clubers dressing up in wedding gowns (Kurt, Rachel, Mercedes, Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Tina in a great goth get-up) I see wedding/royalty themed songs for a week, I see everyone getting up early to crash at someone's house to watch the wedding on TV. I see snarky comments from Sue. I see Puck buying a knock-off engagement ring in his ongoing quest to impress Lauren. I SEE GLEE HIJINKS.
But I don't write Glee fic, because I'm not comfortable with the voices and it needs to happen, so....*pokes internet*