by Alathon » Wed May 09, 2007 5:14 pm
After reading the first couple chapters, and with my hazy memories of what came after them in mind, I can't help but find myself rooting for the bad guys. Between the wildly unbelievable "paying the bills, saving for college" fanon Nabiki, the Amazon worship, and Ranma's balls getting cut off both literally and figuratively.. well.. there's not much to like about the good guys.
The one thing that really jumps out at me though is Nabiki's conversation with Ranma concerning his pride. The way she blames Ranma for being hurt by her selling photos of him, claiming it's his fault he was so prideful as to be offended. The way she takes him to task for not crying publicly, when men are socially expected to not cry publicly without really, really good reasons, and pins this on his Pride as well. The way Nabiki justifies blackmailing Ranma and generally treating him like shit, by saying it was a 'lesson' and it wouldn't have been so bad if he'd broke down and admitted it pissed him off. And the way Ranma buys all this crap. It's just repulsive, and makes me want to see the both of them die in a fire.
Worst of the lot is, of course, the claim that Ranma should be appologizing to Akane regardless of who's at fault just to smooth things over. It's that attitude that creates a person like Akane, someone who knows their food sucks but expects people to eat it anyway. Adopting that attitude, that he's obligated to take responsibility for placating Akane in general and giving up even his token complaints about lousy situations would essentially make Ranma the Tendo's whipping boy.
Not to mention that Ranma's arrogant balls-to-the-wall attitude just wouldn't drive people away in a high school setting, especially mixed with his general physical prowess and attractiveness. If anything, it'd attract sycophants by the bucket load. We're not exactly talking about Antioch College, after all, this is 14-17 year old kids in a society where men are expected to maintain a confident outer face.
"Last week, I tried praying. But I found I was only talking to myself. Don't worry, I learned my lesson last time. This time, no disciples!" - N. Reynolds, To Tell a Hawk from a Handsaw