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Proof that History and Hollywood Does NOT Mix

Whenever I blabber about Rome and the Caesars, people automatically assume that I'm a fan of the HBO series. Well, I'm not.

Let me clarify. I found Rome entertaining enough. I loved how the show and its characters looked, how they sounded, the costumes, the language, the set, almost everything - except for the fact that the writers completely butchered the characters of what is probably the most fascinating part of history. I watched 4 episodes -  and I just couldn't watch anymore. With the risk of sounding a tad sanctimonious, I just found the inaccuracy quite painful, and I simply couldn't stand having to exclaim indignantly every few minutes or so.

Here are the reasons why, in no particular order:

1. Quintus Pompey. Simply put, there is no - nor has there ever been - a Quintus Pompeius. Gnaeus Pompeius Magnus' (Pompey the Great's) sons were Gnaeus Pompeius (the admiral) and Sextus Pompeius (the pirate). That's common knowledge, and one does not need degrees from a multitude of online degree programs to know that.

Even Quintus Pompey's Wiki pretty much stresses that he's a baseless character without a real purpose. Why, oh why, couldn't they just use one of Pompey's real sons to make the show a bit more credible? It wouldn't have been a complete hardship to do so.

2. Atia. If the real Atia Balba Caesonia could see what the writers of Rome did to her character, she would turn in her grave. (Or at least, in her urn - Romans preferred cremation.)

Augustus' mother was a quiet woman who was devoted to her sickly son to a fault. Right about the time the events of Rome were unfolding, she was still very much married to Lucius Marcius Philippus, her second husband. Atia was never promiscuous, nor was she as evil as the show made her out to be. In fact, she was one of Rome's most well-loved matrons, and like a true Julia (as women of the Julii were known), she was quite above any suspicion.

That part where she supposedly sends her son - her sickly son, I might add - to Gaul to deliver a white horse to Caesar and he gets kidnapped is possibly the worst Hollywood fabrication I've ever seen. Poor Octavian couldn't even be around horses until he was well into adulthood because of a lung condition, and that trip probably would've killed him right there and then. There goes the Roman Empire!

The only slur on Atia's character occurred shortly after Philippus, who was a lot older than her, died. She ended up marrying Philippus' eldest son (also a Lucius) - her stepson - well before the accepted mourning period was over. And her son, who by then was known as Gaius Julius Caesar Octavianus (or Octavian), disowned her.

3. Servilia. Now this woman was pure evil, even as a child. In fact, the show's portrayal of Atia would've been more appropriate for the famous Servilia Caepionis. It made my blood boil watching how they made her look like a poor, wronged woman for half the show when really, she's absolutely vile.

Which brings me to her son . . .

4. Brutus. Ahh, where do I start with Marcus Junius Brutus?

In Rome, he was portrayed as a close confidant of Caesar's who served with him in the Gallic wars. Not only that, he was meant to have looked on Caesar as a father. What utter rubbish!

There was no love lost between the real Marcus Junius Brutus and Caesar. This particular Brutus was once engaged to Caesar's daughter, Julia, but Caesar broke off the engagement so Pompey the Great could marry Julia instead, which broke young Brutus' heart. This and the fact that he was very close to his uncle Marcus Porcius Cato Uticensis (a lifelong enemy of Caesar's) indicates that he disliked Caesar enormously.

Not only that, the real Marcus Junius Brutus was a coward. He NEVER served with Caesar in the Gallic wars. He was too busy making money in Asia Minor. In fact, the first time he ever picked up a sword in battle was in Pharsalus. And coward that he was, he immediately surrendered to Caesar after his side lost to spare himself. Moreover, Marcus Junius Brutus was butt-ugly, which makes Tobias Menzies completely wrong for the job of playing him.

Now there was, in fact, a Brutus who served with Caesar in Gaul. This particular Brutus did see Caesar as a father and really was quite devoted to him for a long time. This is none other than Decimus Junius Brutus. Oh, and his mother was Sempronia Tuditani, not Servilia Caepiones.

I'm thinking the writers of Rome confused both Brutuses big time, probably because both men figured in Caesar's assassination later. Methinks some people really need to brush up on their history - maybe in an online university perhaps?

5. Octavia. And yet another woman wronged by the butchering of Hollywood writers. Octavia was the darling of the Roman people. She was famous for her virtue and her kindness, practically a goddess, and to be portrayed as a dishonored woman in Rome was simply sacrilegious.

One of the episodes showed her being offered to Pompey the Great as a bride by her mother Atia, and he even got to have sex with her before he rejected her for Cornelia Metella! Oh, I saw red, I tell you!

For one thing, the Octavia offered to Pompey the Great by Caesar (not Atia, mind you) was Octavia Major - Atia's stepdaughter and the eldest daughter of Gaius Octavius from a previous marriage. Pompey the Great rejected her outright because she wasn't a true Julia. Oh, and there was never any undue fornication because these men were much too honorable for that.

For another, Octavia Minor would've been too young to get married (or to have been married, for that matter, as she was portrayed in the show). In fact, she was probably no more than 15 years old. Really, these are things that a little bit of research could easily uncover! Why, a simple Wikipedia search would even do it!

And don't get me started on Spartacus and Cleopatra. Really, I truly, truly hate Hollywood sometimes. It's a shame, though, because the show really did look and feel authentic, and I probably would've enjoyed it, if I didn't know any better.

Would I ever live to see the day that Hollywood finally got something right?

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Febru-Worry

I've decided that I don't like February very much. It's much too short for my taste - so much so that I'm in a constant state of panic and worry these days. When you've got a month-and-half's worth of articles to write, edit, spin, post, and bookmark (not to mention videos to syndicate, RSS mashups to aggregate, and directory submissions aplenty), you'll definitely understand where I'm coming from.

Yes, I'm very grumpy indeed. I haven't had time to blog, get my nails done, and most of all, take pictures, which really, really, REALLY pisses me off because I received my spanking new 35mm f1.8 prime lens in the mail 3 days ago and I'm DYING to take it for a spin.

Sigh.

On the bright side, I did get to spend a long Valentine weekend with The Husband in Bantayan - our first holiday since - goodness! - July. And though I haven't had time to post-process and upload the pictures from that weekend, I did manage to squeeze in my first ever attempt at HDR.

And just like that, February doesn't seem so dreary now after all.

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Fan Girl Wants An iPad

Everyone knows I'm quite the Apple fan girl. I honestly think Steve Jobs is one of the most awesome figureheads the world has produced since Julius Caesar and Octavian/Augustus, and Apple gadgets are the best things since Roman architecture.

Still, this doesn't mean that I own Apple stuff aplenty. Most people would be surprised to know that apart from Octavian (my Macbook Pro), an Apple remote, and a grubby old iPod Classic, I don't own any other Apple gadget at all. I don't own an iPhone, for one, all because I find the price too exorbitant for my taste. Neither do I own a Magic Mouse because I just don't have any use for it.

Now I wouldn't mind spending so much on a gadget, if I knew I can - and will - get the maximum mileage out of it, like poor Octavian, my meal ticket. An iPhone, on the other hand, is about as useful to me as a natural colon cleanser, and I could not, for the life of me, be made to shell out nearly half a month's salary on one. Oh, I came close many, many times, yes, but my delicate (haha) sensibilities always got the better of me each time.

And I'm thanking all my lucky stars for my good sense (haha) now that the iPad is out. Many people are running it down for being just a big iPhone or iPod Touch, but for me, it was love at first sight. This is the reason why I never did get the Kindle or the iPhone or the iPod Touch. I suppose in my own way, I knew Apple was going to come out with something that would have everything I ever wanted in a gadget, and the iPad is IT.

It's the PERFECT size for an ebook reader (at least, for me). It has email and music and video. It can do documents and spreadsheets with reasonably priced iWork apps. From what I've seen so far, browsing is a joy, as well as gaming. Apple really outdid itself with the multitouch. Best of all, the price is actually reasonable, considering it's Apple. And if you take the time to compare the overall benefits with that of the iPhone, you'll find that the iPad is more worth its price tag.

On the downside, it's not widescreen, which makes it a no-go for serious hi-def movie fan boys like The Husband (I had to endure another lecture on aspect ratios and stuff while he argued his point). Flash support is non-existent. Typing can be potentially cumbersome if you're not in the right position, but I find that can be easily fixed with the iPad case (I'm hoping it comes with the package). It does seem impossible to use when you're walking or standing upright, though.

Oh, it doesn't have a camera, too, which is a negligible omission in my opinion. Just imagine trying to take a picture with it, ugh! But the name . . . Really, couldn't they come up with a better name than iPad? It sounds like a freakin' tampon.

For me, however, the pros definitely outweigh the cons, and the iPad is as good as sold in my book. The iPad might not be for everyone, but it's definitely for me. I read A LOT and I read quickly, so this means I won't have to take 20-odd books with me when I'm traveling. I can check my email and edit documents quickly if my boss needs me to when I'm away from Octavian. It's so skinny, I can easily stuff it in a handbag. And the 10-hour battery life means I will never, ever be bored again - or at least, I won't have any reason to be.

Oh, April can't come quickly enough! I will, of course, do my best not to cave in and get the wifi one in March, instead of waiting another 30 days for the one with both wifi and 3G. Hopefully, I can pick up a 32 or 64GB on my Singapore trip. I think I shall name Octavian's new best friend Agrippa, after the real Octavian's real best friend.

Know more about the iPad here, if you haven't already.

Update: So the 3G version needs a 'micro' SIM. For the moment, none of the Philippine telecom providers have this technology. It looks like I really might be going for the wifi model, after all.

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Relic

No matter how far you've gone,

it's always a comfort to know

that some things will always remind you where you came from.

Note: I've always loved the look of lomo. I had a rare free day, so I thought I'd give it a try. It was a lot easier than I thought, thanks to a Gimp lomo script that I found. (Yes, I use Gimp.)

I'm now trying to teach myself Photoshop (it's about time, I know), so I can go beyond my little lomo script. One of my new goals is to finish this list.

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I Now Have a Lamp, Yey!

For the longest time, I've been using The Husband's battered, old 'Pixar' lamp. I call it such because it's exactly the same kind of lamp that hops in those Pixar movies. Unfortunately, the poor thing has traveled with him from London to Bangkok to Cebu, so it really is quite battered now.

Sometime after Christmas, I finally decided to pick up a new lamp. So off we went to CAMG in Parkmall (definitely one of my favorite shops EVER) to look around. The place carries stuff from IKEA, mostly lamps, so I was quite happy poking around the place all afternoon. Mind you, I wouldn't know if they're genuine IKEA or not, but I'm inclined to think so. (I'm also crushing on a plush, pink chair, but I refuse to think about it.)

Now, I originally had my eye on a white IKEA lamp, which was on sale (30% off!). But just as I was about to buy it, something pink and pretty caught my eye. It was one of those tactile lamps that would light up no matter where you touched it, and it was down from P2,500 to P1,500, so I bought it on the spot.

The uber helpful salespeople then rang it up through one of those barcode scanners - and promptly told me that I couldn't have the lightbulbs! Well, I'm not one to make a fuss over something as trivial as lightbulbs, so I asked the guy to write down in detail the kind of bulbs that I needed for the lamp. And because there was no hardware shop to be found in Parkmall and it was quite late to go elsewhere, I figured my lamp could wait one night.

The next day, The Husband and I went to True Value in Ayala to get the E-14 bulbs that were required. We couldn't find the round ones, but since the guy only specified E-14s, we figured any bulb of that sort would be okay. That night, we tried the bulbs on the lamp - and it exploded! And just like that, my pretty pink lamp was dead.

The next day found us back in CAMG. After all, I wasn't about to write off a 1-day-old exploding lamp just like that. The staff was fantastic, though. They immediately offered to replace it. Unfortunately, the only colors they had left for the same kind of lamp were a tacky gold and a gloomy black, and I wasn't about to settle for anything less than what I wanted.

And then my eyes settled on the white IKEA lamp that first caught my eye. I told them that I'd take it instead, and they let me - for P600 more. This time, I made sure that the guy talked to The Husband about the lightbulbs required, so there can be no more scary explosions. Thankfully, it works with the spare lightbulbs that The Husband normally has lying around, so I now have an awesome new lamp that is somehow making my bedtime reading 20 times more pleasurable.

On my desk chair: IKEA lamp, Antony and Cleopatra by Colleen McCullough, Moleskine planner, and Squirt (from Finding Nemo), the stuffed turtle that The Husband bought for me on our last trip to Hongkong Disneyland in 2007

Next project: a couple of proper bedside tables. Right now, the green chair is just so . . . WRONG.

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