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some reflexions on battlestar galactica

battlestar galactica

battlestar galactica. mece kept telling me it’s the best series ever, but he couldn’t explain it in a way that would make me believe him. now i know of no better series than bsg, but i don’t know how to explain. however, there is something i do want to write about: gaius baltar and nr six. here are some thoughts.

  • baltar relates to nr six in similar ways i relate to Another (human being).
    • the fact that nr six (especially caprica six) is An Other is just too much for baltar, i think. he doesn’t know what love is, and he doesn’t know how to deal with An Other. he doesn’t know what she wants, who she really is. keeping her inside his head, having all those dialogues with her in his head – it’s just a way of trying to cope with the fact that she is An Other and that her presence is threatening. by integrating her into himself, he can maintain his omnipotent fantasies of independence. he doesn’t really need her, so to speak. but then he’s alone.
  • (at least some of) the cylons love (some of the) humans.
    • well, sharon’s “do you think i care about you anymore since they killed my baby” indicates a schizo-paranoid position where the worth of others are relative to what they can offer oneself. well, the potential for that position is something she shares with humanity. however, the position isn’t fixed. as for another cylon, caprica six, i think, she loves gaius. it’s not just manipulation in order for her to achieve her pre-programmed goals. not that i’m clear about my definition of love. i don’t know how to explain. it feels like caprica six loves gaius, and i don’t know why. i wish i could explain.

to me, these two screenshots from the last episode of season two covers some of the aspects i can’t put into words at the moment.
baltar cries

gaius baltar: alone in his office, dealing with the fact that a copy of caprica six committed suicide, leaving him all by himself.
nr6 knows very well

caprica six returning to gaius one year later, with a cylon fleet – and the people on new caprica surrender to cylon.

gaius: i’m gaius baltar. president of the colonies.

caprica six: i know who you are gaius. i know very well.

the beauty of being a spanker

thomas vs thomas
thomas vs thomas. kik oldboys’ ass vs spankers. (photo: göje)

convenient position
i don’t know how, or why. at the time, i guess that position must’ve felt appropriate 🙂

strike a pose
just keeping the balance, move along, there’s nothing here to see.

close yet so far away
almost scoring. which means, not even close.

that ball has my name tag

that ball has my name tag.

torrent to a video (1,18Gb) from Spankers-HIV

kitchen dork

one step forward, two backwards. at first i learn how to make a new pasta dish, then i nearly destroy myself doing the dishes.

so i do the dishes. wonder why the hell my thumb jerks while holding it under the flowing water. it hurts, so i pull my hand. the water is not THAT hot, is it? so i try again. nothing at first, then it really hurts. it reminds me of electricity. i just got to try it a third time. and i have to stop, it just hurts too much.

could it be the fridge, my not so beloved fridge who makes those annoying sounds at night, that somehow is giving me electric shocks? so i call kimmen and ask him how the kitchen is built. then i realise the cord to the pitcher is not attached to the pitcher, but hanging loose in my sink.

so i decided to take some time off the dishes, blog about it and listen to sigur ros.