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Hercules Montero
I broke a reading slump by reading something different from my normal fare: Dead Wake: The Last Crossing of the Lusitania by Erik Larson, which is a nonfiction book about the sinking of the RMS Lusitania.
A K ABI chose to write about these two women because they express different types of kickass-ness, and because I love the fact that this friendship between women was literally lifesaving. Theodate was rich and privileged and kickass as a feminist trailblazer in the public sphere. Belle Naish was a privileged but otherwise ordinary person who behaved extraordinarily during and after a harrowing situation and followed the sinking with a quiet life of philanthropy and service.
The Lusitania was a British ship that had already crossed the Atlantic safely 201 times when she was sunk by a German U-boat while en route from New York City to Liverpool. She was sunk off the Irish coast in 1915, directly causing 1,198 deaths. While often paired in the public mind with the Titanic sinking, there were some key differences:
Theodate designed Hill-Stead, a stately home in Connecticut, as a home for her parents and their extensive art collection. Hill-Stead was intended to become a full-time museum, and it remains in operation today. She also became interested in Spiritualism, as were many progressive intellectuals of the time. Theodate was an intellectual leader, socializing with author Edith Wharton, artist Mary Cassatt, author Henry James, Theodore Roosevelt, and many other intellectuals and artists of the day. Her dream was to design a school for boys that would implement progressive ideas about education in a beautiful setting.
Theodate suffered from depression all her life and found that she could sometimes relieve especially acute bouts of it by traveling. At the age of 48, she set sail on the Lusitania accompanied by her maid, Emily Robinson, and her friend, Edwin W. Friend, a fellow spiritualist whose pregnant wife had chosen to stay home. They hoped to win English support for a new American spiritualist society.
When the Lusitania sank, Theodate, Edwin, and Emily jumped into the water together but were immediately separated. Theodate lost consciousness but was wearing a life belt. She was pulled onto a rescue boat and taken for dead until a woman she had befriended on the journey, Belle Naish, saw her and thought she saw a sign of life. She begged sailors to try to revive her and after two hours of effort Theodate regained consciousness. Edwin and Emily did not survive.
They befriended Theodate, Edwin, and Emily on the ship. Theodore Naish had been born in Britain, and the couple were taking a belated honeymoon. Like most people on the Lusitania, including Theodate Pope, they were worried about German submarines, but were reassured by the fact that the ship was said to be faster than a U-boat and they assumed, along with most passengers, that the British would send a convoy to protect the ship when it got close to Britain.
Belle was picked up by the ship Julia, a trawler which was picking up as many bodies, living and dead, as it could and ferrying them to shore. The crew saw Theodate floating, unconscious, and believed she was dead. They pulled her onto the deck with a boat hook and left her there with the other bodies while they continued searching for others. While looking for her husband, Belle found Theodate and refused to believe that she was dead. She insisted that the sailors cut off her wet clothes, wrap her in a blanket, and massage her vigorously for two hours before she regained partial consciousness. It took another two hours in front of a fire for her to fully regain consciousness.
The next weeks were chaotic as the small town where the survivors were taken struggled to care for the survivors and tend to the dead. Seven-year old Robert Kay was separated from his mother in the water (she did not survive). He had the measles, and Belle took him under her wing for many days until he could be reunited with a grandparent. She also wrote to families who were asking for news, trying to help connect them with their loved ones.
The small town in Ireland where the Lusitania passengers, both dead and alive, were taken is called Cobh (pr. Cove). It is a port town in Co. Cork, and was known as Queenstown at the time of the Lusitania sinking. It was also the last port of call for the Titanic on her final trip across the Atlantic. There are monuments to both ships in Cobh. The building where the Lusitania victims were laid out for identification is now the public library. Despite all the tragedy associated with Cobh, it is my favorite place in Ireland.
In my determination to find kickass jams, hone my expertise of the underground, and ultimately weaponize said knowledge against the gatekeepers, mainstream death like Suffocation, Carcass and Devourment gave way to Jig-Ai, Amputated and Prostitute Disfigurement, and from there bands like Gut, Cock and Ball Torture, and Cemetery Rapist. There was no such thing as too many blastbeats, slams or pig gargles: the gnarlier, the better.
To be honest, I feel like a bit of a poser writing about Harley Quinn. I was never a big DC fan (sorry) and so my Batman experiences were largely limited to the animated series of the early 90s, and of course the Batman TV Series starring Adam West. Although I love both deeply, I know that these are not the most acclaimed pieces of DC canon. The animated series is near and dear to me for many reasons. One thing that I came to love about it much later is that it also introduced me to my first bi hero. Back in 1993, Batman: The Animated Series gave us Harley Quinn. Initially Harley was the Joker's lover, but later she finds her way into the arms of the lovely Poison Ivy.
The character of Harley Quinn is relatively new to the Suicide Squad, not appearing in that group until 2011, and I was delighted that she was going to be a part of the film. Who doesn't want to watch a kick-ass, bisexual, sexy, funny, lady supervillain/anti-hero?
As a long time comic book reader, I am totally comfortable with the fact the canon is malleable. Part of what I love about comic book universes is that the stories can always be retold, reshaped, and revamped. These characters have been with us for decades, growing and changing. Each evolution is just as valid as every previous iteration and somehow they all coexist without the universe exploding. Certain characters see a rise in popularity and they suddenly have the ability to live on multiple timelines; a character's star fades and they get a makeover. Characters die, come back and die again, and I love it.
That being said, I was a little disappointed to see that Suicide Squad chose to create a Harley Quinn that was so pathetically dependent on her Puddin'. In the film, her greatest wish is to be married in the suburbs living a normal life with Joker. She is only motivated by her desire to be near the Joker. Whereas the Harley I fell in love with is always armed with a one-liner, pun, or quip, much of the new Harley's humor revolves around her sexuality. The juxtaposition of her violence and sexuality are played for humor; men ogling her as she changes is meant to make us laugh; her desire for a normal life contrasted with her skimpy clothes and overt sexuality must be funny. Rather than laughing at her jokes, I feel like the audience is asked to spend much of the time laughing at her.
What was more disappointing was the erasure of her bisexuality. In 1993, a children's cartoon managed to show us a woman who could be attracted to men and women. The character's enthusiasm for everything made it utterly charming. She went from enthusiastically being the Joker's sidekick to enthusiastically being Ivy's partner in crime. Her status as supervillain wasn't simply due to her debilitating love of Joker; it was also because of her quirky sense of humor, free spirit, and commitment to whatever is exciting to her at the moment. Sometimes the Joker excites her, sometimes crime excites her, and sometimes Poison Ivy excites her.
In the Suicide Squad film, she lives and dies for the Joker. She will flirt with men to manipulate them and the film shows that Deadshot feels tenderness toward her. But at no point does she show the ability to joyously embrace another person like she embraces the Joker.
On top of this, she was one of only three women on the squad. One turns out to be the villain and spends much of the time mostly naked, possessed by an angry witch swaying in front of an orb trying to end the world. Happily, her very manly lover kills the witch and saves her, and they get to live happily ever after. The other woman on the squad is largely silent and avenging the death of her husband. She literally doesn't speak for much of the film, because she doesn't speak English.
I am thrilled to see more women in superhero and comic book movies, and I am thrilled that they are sort of a part of the action. However, I am a little sad that the most compelling woman of the new Suicide Squad is motivated only by her love of a lunatic. It makes me especially sad when I watch the vivacious, independent, bisexual Harley Quinn of Batman: The Animated Series. I'm left to wonder what happened to her.
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