Umm... I read M. Butterfly by David Henry Hwang this morning and on the train. Mind fucking BLOWN, guys. It's loosely based on this real French diplomat who was in China and had a major affair with a Chinese opera singer, who happened to be a Communist spy extorting him for information.

And a guy, which the French dude managed not to be aware of for about twenty years.

It's insanely good, and there's a lot about fantasy/reality, and love, and sex, and sexism, and racism, and colonialism.

I really want to see it performed one of these days. Maybe I'll check out the film.

I also really want to accuse everyone who writes L/Light of being an imperialist pig.

Including ME. >D

In other news, I found a new way to waste time last night.

...guilty as charged.

So here's mine:


And here's eltea's, which makes me lol every time I think about it:


...and yes. XD

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