a field guide to fandom, Barbaro edition

horse avatar of Barbaro...I mean Vishnu! 

Ladies and gentlemen, we present to you this amazing Hinterland’s Who’s Who guide to Barbaro messageboard fans. It’s from the Philadelphia Weekly, who should immediately give D-Mac a raise, and gotten at via Bridlepath.

Oh, I know what you’re thinking: but raincoaster, I’m not a horsefan; but raincoaster, I don’t care about horse fans; I don’t want to learn about online animal adoration forums; I came here for beaver shots. But read on, O Skeptical Reader, read on!  Remember always that God makes us become what it is that we profess to despise, for lo, he is a twisty bastard, yeh.

As a taxonomy of fandom archetypes, this is near-perfect. Here we have all of the typical pathologies, their sordid lumps lurking barely disguised under the thin cover of a My Little Pony Barbaro Special Edition quilt. Oh, the clowns wear their happy and their sad faces with scarlet grins and glitter-drawn teardrops and many, many animated gifs, but still they hobble a well-beaten track and lunge in circles, spinning slowly in the soundless depths of cyberspace.

Behold fandom revealed.

Pray for us. Poor Tom’s a-cold!

Anthropomorphic Barbaroites: These posters believe in a Barbaro that can not only read letters on an Internet messageboard, but also that he can read them from beyond the grave. Also called Mr. Edsters, these posters usually write up extended letters addressed directly to Barbaro, thanking him for everything he taught them and telling him to stay strong.

Example:

Dear Barbaro:There are so many tears flowing today from all of your FOB’s. We have to remember that even though we are sad, you are free from pain, beautiful and perfect as you should be. There are no more casts, bandages, or special shoes. God and Dr R have finally healed you completely.

I watched the news conference about you today. Everyone (Mom, Dad and Dr R) were so sad when they talked about saying Good Bye to you today. We’re all so glad they had some time to say their special goodbyes. You know they love you very much.

Your FOB’s and BarbaroManiacs are also sad today. But, you taught us all how to live life to the fullest (enjoy treats and special friends) and face adversity head on. We won’t let you down. When we can pick ourselves up tomorrow or the next day, we will join together to further track safety and end horse slaughter in honor of your name and undying spirit.

People With The Last Name Barbaro: These people have the last name Barbaro. They may also fall into other categories.

Example (this person is also a Poet Laureate):

Do not stand at my grave and weep;I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.
I am BARBARO…
Be Free Brave Colt…Be Free…
Native American Prayer

Posted by: Laurie A. Barbaro at January 29, 2007 10:50 PM

Long Timers, First Timers: These are people who claim to have been visiting the Barbaro messageboard since he was injured in the Preakness in May, but are just posting now, after his death. They are pejoratively called Unbelievers by some, since they did not register their love of Barbaro on the site until after he was dead…

Blarbaro Blovers: These are black people that like Barbaro. (And here is the referent.)…

Children of Barbaro: These people believe Barbaro was put here on this earth “for a reason.” Some go even far enough to say he’s a prophet from Jesus himself, or he is a human being — or an “old soul” — reincarnated in a horse’s body. There has been little talk of Barbaro rising on the third day, but wait until tomorrow.

Example:

I do think that on some level Barbaro did know, in his animal way, what he was about. I think he is an old soul who came here for a reason to help other animals especially horses. He did his job and now he’s off to other matters. An evolved soul in a horse’s body. We responded to that, we “got” it, that this wasn’t just a horse. We joined him in his mission, now he’s gone and we can carry it through to finality.

Here is an excerpt of Fare Thee Well by Indigo Girls:
[Snip. You can thank me later. —ed.]

People Who Write Fan Fiction About Barbaro’s Death: There’s only one person in this group, but she deserves her own entry. Harriette Brillianthawk, from Lexington, wrote fan fiction about Barbaro’s death.

[ed. note: snipped to spare you. Seriously, you owe me]

Barbaro Himself: One person, Cheryl Jones, writes in the voice of Barbaro. Many posters are very happy with her writing as Barbaro. Jones assumes that although the horse has acquired a human brain and the ability to think and talk, his lack of opposable thumbs make it rather hard for him to type. He also doesn’t have spellcheck.

Example (this elicited several responses saying it made people cry):

hay its me im in hevvin now its beyoooooooooootiful i can seee yuo lissen for me ill see yuo agin love eech uthur be nise to eech uthur save horsssesss say prayers thankyew for lovin me so muchlove bArbaro

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Donnie Davies speaks!

Donnie Davies

And he is speaking to YOU! from the comments on this very blog. And here is what Donnie Davies had to say:

Thanks so much for the support, everybody. I tell you what, mysterious electronic attacks, phone calls from untracable numbers that claim to be the U.S. Postal Service offering to deliver lost packages and an enormous amount of hate mail is enough to make any Minister shrink from God’s mission. But I tell you friends, we can’t let ourselves be intimidated by the influence of a few well placed psychopaths. Liberty is the foundation of this Nation Under God and the people have the right to chose their own messages and have the right to read them as well.

Some people might think this is some kind of organized conspiracy against the message of the Westboro Baptist Church. I didn’t realize when I wrote my song that it might compete with their message. I mean, I was utterly clueless to that. Now that the DJs keep asking me about it I had to think about it and I think people in America have a right to chose their own message. That’s not the same thing as censorship. No one has a right to utterly control what you see, what you hear and what you think. That’s fundamentally anti-American and you should fight it with a resolve that strikes to the very core of your being even if it risks everything you have, otherwise America risks losing everything it is and should be.

First MySpace deleted my account and now they have deleted the account of our band. First they censored me and now they’ve censored people I’m connected to. If you are a MySpace user, don’t allow this. Every one of you who believes in the Freedom of Expression, whether you like our song or not, needs to step up to bat.

This is the time. Now.

Once again, for good measure, here is the song, high-quality on the Evening Service website, and as my crappy to-spite-YouTube copy below.

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How to: care and maintenance of the swedish fish

Cthulhu approved!Some of our readers here on the ol’ raincoaster blog are what is known as “fish-keepers.” Now, naturally you as a healthy, normal person will imagine that this is an obscure order of monks in service to the Esoteric Order of Dagon, but you would be wrong: these are people actually prefer fish as pets. Bizarrely, they often cohabitate with those who prefer cats as pets. I suppose it saves time when it comes to splitting the assets in case of divorce. If either of them prefers Chinese food then the circle is complete.

Some of these Fish-Keepers, also known as the so-called Fish People (as in “I’m Trudi! I’m a Cat Person!” although with Trudi you can just tell, she doesn’t need to say anything), take a great deal of pride in raising fish that no-one else in their watery circle has. Their aquariums are a positive R’lyeh of one-upmanship, as are their aquatic conversations.

eg:

“So Ned, got those albino mambafish breeding yet?”

and Ned, who has been trying to breed the albino mambafish for twelve years in the back of the hall closet and who only mentioned it last week because Alistair was being such an ass about his Piebald Pufferfish, grits his teeth and replies,

“Great, yeah Al, they’re doing great. What are you raising now?”

And Al, who suspects Ned is lying but who cannot prove it, but lives for that glorious day in the future, replies,

“Oh me? Well I caught a couple of live pygmy whale sharks on my last trip to Papaeete, gonna put them together, see what happens. Once I turn that spare bedroom into a walk-through aquarium, of course. You know that Better Housekeeping bought the plans from me?”

There are, of course, no pygmy whale sharks. But here’s something your competitive friends won’t find in any pet store! I guarantee you, not a one of those watery wankers is raising a brood of these, nor has any idea how to care for them!

The Care and Maintenance of the Swedish Fish

Table of Contents

Part 1 – Introduction to Swedish Fish

Most people believe that Swedish Fish are simply a tasty treat. This could not be further from the truth! Swedish Fish actually originated in (you guessed it) Sweden, but due to their sweetness, gumminess, and lack of bones, they are commonly bred in gummy-fish farms all over the world. After they are the proper age, they are then gathered up, processed, and bagged for consumption by evil individuals who care more for their sweets than for the life of innocent fishies!

Swedish Fish, ja!Just take a look at the picture to the right. Here we have a Swedish Fish straight from the package. Here are some signs that this Swedish Fish is in trouble!

  • Dehydration
  • Bulging eyes
  • Anxiety / Depression
  • Visible loss of fin-to-eye coordination
  • Need I go on?

It is up to you to rescue these poor creatures from the hands of the hungry! You must save them from a life of pre-packaged madness! Fortunately, Swedish Fish make perfect pets. Read below for more information!

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tag cloud nine

raincoaster's tag cloud is so way taggier than yours, yo!So there it is: the raincoaster tag cloud, which idea I got from Seismic Twitch who got the Cthulhu chandelier from me so that is what you call fair trade. Thanks to WordPress.com and their security restrictions it’s not dynamic, but at least it does exist and feature Cthulhu rather prominently, even though it appears to imply that God hates Helen Mirren, which even if it were true I would have no way of knowing, so call off the lawyers and the priests already!

When you cast your bread upon the waters, it often returns to you in strange and unusual forms, even if an thousandfold. I mean, who needs that much bread pudding? But after casting nearly two thousand blog posts upon the blog pond, the internet gave a great heave and tossed the following back at me:

the raincoaster game!
Jessica Coen says so!

I have my own game! Mother would be so proud!

In moderately unrelated news, Google has recently re-jiggered their jigs and re-mastered their masters and greased up the series of tubes known as the internet and as a result my Page Rank, which had been a solid and more than respectobiggle 6 back in the day, but which had plummeted to a juicy 0 after the domain change, has clambered back up to a moderately impressive 5, although there is still lost ground to be regained. Operation Global Media Domination has suffered setbacks before, but it can no more be killed than it can be exorcise: like antimatter, OGMD is inherent in the very nature of the universe and should it be eliminated by some unthinkable and unspeakable metaphysical conflict, the existence of existence itself would cease to be, the snake would swallow its own tail, and the world as we know it would vanish in a puff of hyacinth-scented fairy dust.

And nobody wants that to happen, do they?

Got credited “submitted by” on BoingBoing for submitting Helm’s Deep in Candy, which they and TORn picked up: did fuckall for my hits, actually, and Technorati is still steadfastly refusing to see the damn link. They hate me. Mutual, babes, mutual. But I still get up to twenty hits a day from my comments on the Helm’s Deep post: very strange, but I’ll take ’em!

BTW, I outTechnorati BoingBoing on a search for Helm’s Deep in Candy. *thrilled*

Also, the Guardian picked up my Fart Tax story, which I got from the Guardian, and named it “Best of the web” but of course I didn’t get a screenshot. D’oh! Going on the resume anyway. It is a strange kind of incestuousness indeed that makes the participants BOTH look good, but god knows I’m not proud. Arrogant, yes: proud, no.

Rev it up, baby! 

In extremely-related news, I found this delightful little metric on Blogpond. How could raincoaster here resist something called EgoSurfing? I ax ya. My results, which vary between 10,000 and 12,000, give me a ranking of “Common” which is surely the first and last time someone will be able to get away with calling me that; you can insult me, but only if you manage also to give the impression that I am original in my sordid vileness: is that too much to ask?

Recently I was whining about the effect of blog quietude on hits and a friend of mine expressed complete bafflement at my interest in the subject; more than this, he managed to imply that working for fame was invalid, whereas working for money was right and good. More on this some other time, but being, as I knew he was, of a quantifiable turn of mind, I simply looked at him and quietly said “During the time I’ve been visiting you I’ve gone up seven thousand, five hundred places on Technorati.”

Where is your 2% annual raise now?

And finally tonight, also in OGMD news, we present some of the top searches that have led people to the ol’ raincoaster blog. Let us give thanks to Donnie Davies, may he rest in peace, Helen Mirren‘s tits, and the immortal triad of Beautiful Agony, Beaver Shots, and Blackzilla.

Strangely, nobody wants to look at Doug‘s beaver shots. They much prefer Lori’s. Maybe I should host a sort of photographic carnival of beaver shots, an internet-wide challenge for the best beaver shots out there. But that would artificially game the hits, and that would be so, so very far beneath me.

Wouldn’t it?

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I have no idea who this is

None. I stole the quiz from Pharyngula, though, so I’m not ruling out the possibility that he is a marine biologist and athiest missionary to the People’s Republic of Washington DC.

I am:

Samuel R. “Chip” Delany

Few have had such broad commercial success with aggressively experimental prose techniques.

Which science fiction writer are you?

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