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In defense of the Maid of Tarth

Warning: Spoilers for A Song of Ice and Fire through A Feast for Crows.

Let’s talk about Brienne of Tarth for a minute. (Actually, most likely more than a minute. You know how these things go.) For those who don’t know, Brienne is a PoV character in George R. R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire heptalogy. She’s not a major player, and a lot of people seem to hate her in a way I just can’t understand. She is far and away my favorite character in the series and is quickly becoming one of my favorite fictional characters in general. (Just a note: I’m re-reading the series right now, but I’m only partway through A Storm of Swords, so if I make any mistakes, sorry. You ready for this? Let’s go.)

Brienne just chillin

Just chillin' with a super badass sword.

The first time we meet Brienne, she’s in combat. Clad in cobalt armor, she’s fighting knights in a tournament. Catelyn Stark, who is the PoV character for that chapter, doesn’t realize Brienne’s is female until told by her escort. Basically, Brienne takes on two dudes at once, then Loras Tyrell (who is no slouch when it comes to combat) knocks the morningstar out of her hand. So she jumps at him, gets the axe out of his hand, knocks him off his horse, and lands on top of him. She then grabs a knife and gets him to yield. This first action tells us three very important things about Brienne: she is an unconventional and quick thinker in combat, she doesn’t give up, and she really should not be underestimated.

So then the crowd gets all pissed at her because she dared to beat Loras Effing Tyrell while also possessing a vagina, and Ser Colen explains to Catelyn that Brienne is a girl and then Catelyn proceeds to think such gems as, “Is there any creature on earth as unfortunate as an ugly woman?” Let’s talk about Brienne’s appearance, shall we? She is constantly described as ugly. She’s got big lips, crooked teeth and nose, and tons of freckles. She’s also really tall–somewhere in the 6’3″ range. She’s muscular, and not buxom in the least. But she does have beautiful, “guileless” blue eyes. And in essentially every interaction every character has with her ever, some mention of her appearance comes up. To me, this is Martin hammering home the inequality in Westeros. Sandor Clegane has half his freaking face burned off, and it’s rarely mentioned. But because she’s a girl, people don’t like Brienne. They call her Brienne the Beauty behind her back.

Yes. Brienne of Tarth is so ugly that calling her pretty is an insult. But I think it goes beyond that. As far as female warriors go, Westeros has the Mormonts, the Sand Snakes, Asha, and the Wildling spearwives. Now I realize the last two aren’t part of typical Westerosi culture (being from the Iron Islands or across the Wall), but Brienne is far from the only woman in the ASoIaF universe who steps into what is considered a masculine domain. But where Brienne is different, as far as I can tell, is that she never stops. During the feast that follows the tournament Brienne won, Catelyn noticed that Brienne was wearing the apparel of a nobleman.  Later, she talks about a time when her betrothed told her she would have to dress like a lady and stop fighting, she told him she’d agree if he beat her at a duel. And then she kicked his ass. And she is often described as not being comfortable in her skin. Contrast this with Asha, Osha, or Ygritte, who are also capable fighters but have no trouble at all attracting the opposite gender. (Not that this is the only indicator of femininity. I just can’t imagine Brienne flirting with anyone. Ever.) Brienne is just miserably uncomfortable, unless she’s in some sort of combat. When Catelyn criticizes Renly’s host as a group of summer knights (referring to their collective inexperience), Brienne says that even if they fall in battle, she’s fine with that because in songs all maids are beautiful. And I just want to say, I appreciate this SO MUCH. I mean, I think it’s awesome when there’s hot badass girls doing epic shit (and there are so so many of them), but here’s a character who has serious self esteem issues and still has no problems kicking ass and taking names. She’s a pragmatic fighter and she uses the fact that people underestimate her completely to her advantage.

Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me

And then she gets an even cooler sword from Jaime Lannister

So, basically, Brienne is an awkward outcast who nobody knows what to make of, so instead they just decide to hate her. Keep in mind that (at least according to AWoIaF), Brienne’s somewhere between 16-18 during the course of the books so far. I feel like in a lot of ways Brienne is the deconstruction of the Sweet Polly Oliver trope. In a more “typical” story, a character like Brienne would be able to pretend to be a guy to get to fight. Then some handsome man would come along, and they’d become good friends, and the guy would want to be more than friends while wondering how he could be attracted to another dude. In this story, however, Brienne is isolated (at least at the beginning). She’s in love with Renly Baratheon, who is cannonically gay and also married (to his lover’s sister, oddly enough), because he was the first guy who was nice to her. There’s no one waiting in the wings to sweep her off her feet.

So, I feel like so far in this post I’ve just said about a lot of things about why you should feel sorry for Brienne, but that’s not how I feel at all. She’s got a lot of obstacles to overcome, but do you know what? She challenges them head on. In her PoV chapters, you do see her fall into a bit of self pity, but it never reaches Jon Snow levels. She just tries harder and doesn’t take shit from people. She’s loyal and faces death a few times while taking Jaime Lannister to King’s Landing and then later while searching Westeros for Sansa Stark.

For whatever reason, a lot of people don’t like her (she ranked #16 in the “most hated character” poll at Tower of the Hand), which I don’t understand at all. Even if you hate her chapters, that’s no reason to hate her as a character. Personally, I loved her chapters. Her story shows the shitstorm that all this civil war has wreaked on the common people of Westeros. (Previously, Arya’s chapters serve this function, but can’t anymore since she’s in Braavos.) And she so conflicted. She wants to live for honor , but at the same time doesn’t allow herself to trust the knights about her, who are supposed to live for honor and glory. She’s strong and ugly in a society that wants her to be weak, demurring, and, most importantly, beautiful. Just her quiet defiance is inspiring to me. She doesn’t go looking for trouble, but when it finds her, she doesn’t back down. She sinks a boat by dropping a giant rock on it. She almost manages to drown Jaime Lannister. She takes out three Brave Companions with the help of 12-year-old Podrick Payne (who may also get an appreciation post at some point. In so many ways, Brienne and Pod make an epic medieval crimefighting duo.)

Brienne: Resident Baddass of Weseteros

I will probably be writing a sequel to this when I finish re-reading through AfFC. Because Brienne is just that freaking awesome.

Good morning website, this blog comes to you in five parts.

Part 1: Harry Potter
So, I went to see Deathly Hallows a few weeks ago. I can honestly say this was the first one since Prisoner of Azkaban that I didn’t feel like it could have been much better. This movie felt pitch-perfect. Although, to be fair, all they had to really do was get the Snape scene right and show Neville being the BAMF that he is, and I’d have been happy with it. (On a side note, when did DEAN THOMAS get so hot? Also, I love how Seamus looks pretty much exactly the same as he did as a first year.)

Post-explosion

Totally the same kid

Part 2: A Song of Ice and Fire
So, if you don’t follow me on twitter, have me as a friend on facebook, watch my Tumblr, or ever talk to me, you might not know I’ve been into a little series called A Song of Ice and Fire. Seriously, I can’t talk enough about how this series is everything fantasy should be. The story starts 15 or so years after the typical fantasy “overthrow the evil ruler” quest has ended, and the country of Westeros is still dealing with the aftermath. It’s quite gritty and far more disturbing than, say, Lord of the Rings, but it’s definitely one of those stories that reminds me that problems aren’t ever really solved. They just morph into new problems.

Brienne of Tarth

SAPPHIRES.

This series also has one of my new favorite characters of all time: Brienne of Tarth. I’m planning to do a blog post just about her at some point in the near future.

Part 3: Fanfiction
I found out the other day that George R. R. Martin (the author of aforementioned ASoIaF series) is vehemently opposed to fanfiction. I just, I can’t comprehend this. You know what, I have a lot to say on that too, so I’ll make another post about that later.

Part 4: My life
My life has actually been fairly eventful lately, but mostly in things I don’t desire to post on the internet. I did finally get my air conditioning unit to work, which is great now that we’re no longer in a giant heatwave.

I also got Google+, so if you’ve got an account, feel free to circle me. Is that the correct terminology?

I’m also going to Wizard World Comic Con next weekend. I’m dressing up as Tonks, which essentially involves dyeing my hair pink and tripping over everything. (Well, the tripping comes naturally anyway.)

Part 5: Music
My new favorite song:

In the Snowstorm Where You Sleep

So, my move went well last weekend.  And by well, I mean everything made it in one trip, nothing was broken despite the ice and stairs, delicious pizza was enjoyed by all, and I woke up the next morning feeling like every muscle in my body hated me. Of course there were hiccups (such as not being able to bring the sofa from the basement), but all in all, it was far less disastrous than my pessimism anticipated. The hardest thing has definitely been the lack of internet. However, this selfsame lack has definitely increased the amount of effort I have put into unpacking. I’m almost done, however, thanks to the snowstorm.

In case you haven’t heard, the midwest had some slight snow showers this week. My work was actually cancelled because of the blizzard. I think I was the only person in the entire state without a horror story about getting my car out of the driveway. The wind blew the snow to the other lot, the plow came through and plowed out behind me, and all I had to do was kick a little bit of snow off my tires. Although, I did drive to work on Thursday, and the drive was miserable. Next time I have to drive, I’m taking the tollway. Even if I hate it and it costs money, at least I get to go more than 35 mph. Friday, I decided to walk from my train station. Most of it wasn’t bad, but the snow was piled at least as high as my shoulder on the road right outside my work. Maybe the sidewalk will get shoveled over the weekend. (Oh, dreams.)

This blog post doesn’t really have a point, I guess, as much as I’m realizing people I actually know read this (occasionally), so I figured I’d give an update on my life from time to time. But don’t worry. I’m sure there will still be plenty of random posts that don’t really help anyone coming as well.

Also, since what’s an update without the music I’ve been listening to lately, here’s Dead Man’s Bones.

Moving Time

So, as anyone who follows me on any of the social networks I’m on probably knows already: I’m moving. Now, this is a big deal for me, as it’s my first real place on my own. I commuted to my university for fiscal reasons, and had hoped to move out by the end of summer after graduation. Unfortunately, I didn’t manage to land a job until August, but I’ve been planning for ages to find my own place.

Looking back, this summer would have been a miserable time to move. I was working through a lot of things, as well as dealing with a fair amount of familial drama, and even if I’d had the cash to move, it would have felt like some sort of escapism.

Basically, without going into detail, it feels good to be moving to a new place for the right reasons.

I’ll post pictures as soon I’ve had time to use my mad (read: cheap) decorating skills.

Meanwhile, in adorable things that are adorable:

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