Don't worry, I'm quite willing to go on trying to convert them by the sheer force of my endless nattering about Buffy -- hunting the anime connection is purely for my own curiosity. Thanks, though.

heh ... well, it hasn't stopped me -- or his de-facto -- from endlessly nattering to him about the show. He's not looking forward to the new season starting, since he'll have stereo yammering about it. His missus on one side and me on the other. :)

Now I'm picturing a live-action Project A-Ko, only with AH, CC, and SMG as the protagonists....

Ow. Brain sprain.

Ow. Brain sprain.

t tents fingers My work here is done.

Hello. Just popping in, all ininvited and all (which, at least, proves that I'm not a vampire) to say that I can't believe that you guys have been debating about naming the thread 'UnAmerican' when there is a much bigger title problem..

Did you know that the second installment of the LOTR movie is going to be called 'The Two Towers'? And that is just such a co-opting of a tragi.. .. t we interrupt this post to bring an update

Oh, well. Nevermind. t /Emily Littela

Just pretend I wasn't here.

t giggles

There are several anime series about high school students fighting vampires and other demons - but none so similar to BtVS that it would seem like a ripoff.

Tracing relatives back to the old country isn't exactly something that'd be encouraged among my people. The majority who went to the US did so because they had to, several escaping jail sentences or executions, and name changes were frequent. So whenever some tells some story about their great-grandfather being murdered in Ireland, I have to wonder if it was my great-grandfather who did it. And it odds a macabre sense to the phrase "Luck of the Irish."

Yeah, but you know, as long as it is far enough back, having dangerous criminals in your family history is cool. Not if the relative is living of course, but once the relative is safely dead, finding out he robbed travelers at the crossroads, or murdered soldiers on leave or such is a heck of a good story. I admit, a famous pirate, or romantic outlaw would be cooler. But a plain ordinary murderer or murderess, if far enough in the past, still adds spice to the familiy history.

True. And in Australia, convict ancestry is considered not only interesting, but socially prestigious.

Tracing relatives back to the old country isn't exactly something that'd be encouraged among my people. The majority who went to the US did so because they had to, several escaping jail sentences or executions, and name changes were frequent. So whenever some tells some story about their great-grandfather being murdered in Ireland, I have to wonder if it was my great-grandfather who did it. And it odds a macabre sense to the phrase "Luck of the Irish."

The story I love - this may surprise some of you, but many of Australia's colonists from the old country weren't entirely voluntary travellers. For much of our history, this convict origin deal was regarded a bit shamefully. But then we got over it about the time we decided it was all the fault of the bloody Poms anyway, and seriously, who sends someone halfway around the world over a loaf of bread? Many of them were political prisoners too, sent from Ireland for various seditious activities, freedom fighters really. (In many ways, Australia's Irish heritage looms larger in the popular psyche than the English.) And whose insane idea of punishment is to send them from England to Australia? So, too bloody right and all that. It became a badge of honour to have a convict for an ancestor, especially around the Bicentennial of the arrival of the First Fleet, in 1988. So there was this one woman I heard about, who after coming to terms with this whole reclaiming the nation's past, did some delving and discovered - joy! - that she was indeed descended from a convict, who (IIRC) had arrived on the First Fleet no less! Virtual Australian aristocracy. Being excited about this, she would tell anyone who listened about her illustrious predecessor.

Until one day, when she suddenly went mysteriously silent about it. Subsequent questioning finally revealed the reason: she'd dug just that little bit further, and discovered just why her great-great-great-whatever had been forced from Merrye England's hallowed shores.

He'd been convicted of molesting a sheep.

I know what you're thinking: well then, why didn't they send him to New Zealand? Alas, the ways of British justice are at times unfathomable. And anyway, NZ wasn't taking convicts yet, as the Maoris still imagined they had some say in the whole matter. So for this historical accident, an Australian he became.

It's odd when stories about ancestors being multiple murderers is told the same way most families talk about how their ancestors were the first to move to Peshtigo after the fire. I went to school with the great-nephew of Bugsy Siegel (his part of the family made their money from white collar crime) and he'd talk about his Uncle Ben as if protection rackets and bootlegging were just some wacky old-fashioned hobbies like flagpole sitting.

So in Australia, having proof that a relative was a convict is the equivalent of those people who trace back to the Mayflower - I'm just having all these great images of DAR matrons proudly describing the exploits of their ancestors who were transported for prostitution and theft.