• Steampunk – Dieselpunk Part II

    OK, to pick up where I  left yesterday:

    Zeppelins are one of the connecting elements of Steampunk and Dieselpunk and both use weird science coupled with the actual technology of the relevant era. For Steampunk this is roughly the time of Queen Victoria’s reign plus the years leading up to the Great War. Dieselpunk is the next era as is amply demonstrated in Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. More advanced weird science but also still a lot of clockwork and a few steamy elements. The backstory of Hellboy, too, is actually quite steamy and diesely, come to think of it. More Dieselpunk Noir but there’s enough weird stuff going on in the name of science to fit the bill.

    I am not really sure if cyberpunk flows neatly from Dieselpunk and as far as I am aware Steampunk has a lot more in common with Cyberpunk than Dieselpunk has. In a sense the background weirdness in Cyberpunk and Steampunk is a lot higher than in Dieselpunk.

    But I digress… And these are all just ramblings anyway.

    To sum up in a way: Dieselpunk is a lot more normal (whatever that means) and the gear is far less extravagant than Steampunk and Steampunk gear is. So for casual use and influences into your style you can do a lot more with diesel than with steam, but: The  inzersection between both genres is big enough to give you a lot of room to play.

  • Steampunk – Dieselpunk Part I

    When you skim the forums concerning Steampunk you will sooner or later come across the topic Dieselpunk. Dieselpunk and Steampunk are not actually very precisely destinguishable. Take for example two of my favourite movies: The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen and Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. Both movies show elements both of Steampunk and Dieselpunk, TLoEG is more on the steam-, SCatWoT more on the diesel side, at least that’s my personal impression.

    Dieselpunk has one definite advantage compared to Steampunk: You can dress up in full gear Dieselpunk and still attend a „normal“ party and don’t stand out too much. OK, this also means that if you want to stand out, you go for the Steampunk look.

    But as I said, Steampunk and Dieselpunk have much in common as can be demonstrated by this image:


    This is me and I went to work like this a few weeks ago. The outfit is perfectly suitable for work and I could have gone to a Steampunk or Dieselpunk event afterwards, just add monocle, walking cane and aviators cap.

    Zeppelins fit equally well into a Steampunk and Dieselpunk setting, as you can see in the opening scene of SCatWoT. Actually, the Golden Age of Zeppelins is in the two decades immideately after the end of The Great War and therefore well after the end of La Belle Epoche, which is the real-earth equivalent timeline of High Steampunk (as far as I’m concerned).

    Oh my… This entry is drifting into the realm of Stream of Consciousness. I think shall continue later when the effect of this wonderful cup of Sake has faded…

    For now: Oyasuminasai!

  • Steampunked Transhumanism

    For those who do not know: Transhumanism is a philosophy/mindset which basically, in short and too much abreviation means: Improving the human condition by more or less any means necessary. For more details, See the Transhumanism article in the Wikipedia and another one on Orions Arm.

    This has actually quite a bit in common with Steampunk. Where Transhumanism employs genetic engeneering, nanotechnology, cybernetics and the like to improve the human condition (it is a little bit of sci-fi combined with medical discovery and stuff which may be possible in the foreseeable future), Steampunk uses Victorian Age tech and weird science.

    In Steampunk settings mad scientists and crazed inventorers are hard at work to help their fellow men by any means necessary.  You get weird science chimeras, people with electrically/steam/clockwork-powered limbs, weapons as limbs, weird potions with strange side effects (e.g. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde) and lots of other more or less weird things are going on to make life, more or less, easier. All with a little bit of polished (or greasy) brass and a touch of Art Deco.

    So, as a Steampunk living in the present I am all in favor of transhumanism, not only because it is the logical projection of Steampunk-style weird science into the present and future but because I am all in favor of artificial improvements for the human condition. I already have a gold tooth, fillings (some of them high-end plastic) and wear glasses. An artificial leg, or better yet a vat-grown one, with all the attributes of a real one, is just the logical further development. An artificial eye and nanites in the blood stream is still in the future but one day we will be their (not necessarily us but maybe our children) and they will be faster, stronger and better than we are. I do not believe in Creation, I am all for evolution and when we have the chance to help evolution along, we should grab the opportunity.

  • Steampunk and Transhumanism

    Just a video braught to you by the venerable Dr. Steel:

    I shall discuss the transhumanism issue with regards to steampunk and me in a later episode of this blog.

  • The zeppelin “Graf Zeppelin”

    So, here are some nice clips, to put some steam and diesel back into your life and heart:

  • Steampunk musings – the Zeppelin of thought

    Right then,

    what does it mean/take to be a steampunk. I suggest you get 10 people in a room to discuss this topic and they will come up with 12+ possible definitions.

    The one icon I have when it comes to steampunk is the ツェッペリン. The glorious Zeppelin. But that marvel of technology this pearl of engineering is but an icon. To be a steampunk is more than just dreams of piloting a Zeppelin or the Nautilus and dressing up neo-Victorian style.

    Here I think lies a trap similar to the one the goth scene is afflicted with. You get people thinking it’s all about dress, dresscode and a dress-up arms race, it is not.

    When I look at myself in the mirror wearing more or less full gear:

    • Monocle
    • Goggles
    • Smoking Shirt with cufflinks
    • Waistcoat
    • Pocket Watch
    • pressed trousers or breeches
    • boots

    I don’t say to myself: Hey, I look so steampunk, I say to myself, Hey, that’s the stuff I like to wear (and by Jove do I look good in it).

    As soon as you wear something because you think it’s steampunk (or goth or whatever) rather than because you LIKE to wear it, something is wrong. So don’t do it. You feel better about it, believe me.

    Besides: Above mentioned attire can be quite expensive if you don’t want it to look cheap.

    The most defining quality as far as I’m concerned is: Gentlemanly demeanor combined with a touch of eccentricity of charactr. Both underline your style quite nicely and behaving like a gentleman sets an example for others.

    What else? You should be aquainted with literature, not just the stempunk literature which defined the genre, with names like Verne and Wells but with literature in general. You do not need a degree or much formal education, just an appreciation of literature and the arts in general. Be refined, not crude! And for all the intrepid explorers and skypirates out there: Be dashing and daring but don’t be a brute.

    I endeavour to be a Renaissance Man, but this is my style. To me steampunk ist all of this and more, I shall return to this subject on a later date, now it’s time to prepare dinner, Asian style, in case you wonder.

  • Another Steampunk Expedition – Walhalla Regensburg, Second Episode

    So here are some heads and plaques of famous Germans (or in some cases people of Germanic stock):

    In no particular order:

    Alboin and Teutelinde


    Kaiser Wilhelm

    Kaiser Wilhelm



    Thus ends the first row of heads and names and I am going to lie down now because I have a rather severe cold. And I hope there will be steam in the boiler later to heat me up again.

  • Special Historic Bulletin

    Thanks to my good friend HAC from the Brassgoggles Forum I am able to post these two real life propaganda Imperial German Zeppelin images from World War I:

    Zeppelin over Britain 1


    Zeppelin over Britain 2

    It is a good thing I have US, Canadian and British friends on the Ætherweb who have far better access to these historic documents than I have, since Germany still has a tense relationship even to its history of the Great War.

  • Another Steampunk Expedition – Walhalla Regensburg, First Episode

    We arrived by Zeppelin at the Walhalla near Regensburg in the early hours of the morning, there was still plenty of fog around the field where we touched down, as this picture amply testifies to:

    After checking for pirates, we set out to visit the Walhalla.

    On arriving the fog made for a most eery atmosphere. The Walhalla is a monument for the great people of the German or you could also say Germanic people and the view we had reminded us of a pathway on the other side:

    Path to the Past

    Very thick fog in deed, natural eery atmosphere.

    But so much for this entry. Some of the heads within the Walhalla shall be introduced in the next episode.

  • This has nothing to do with Steampunk and it is a piece of History already

    Tuesday was another day when History (capital H) happened. Just like the day the Berlin Wall came down, Germany was reunified and other great moments of our lifetime, this was one of these Moments.

    I leave the following document to speak for itself.

    Barack Obamas acceptance speech:

    Hello, Chicago.

    If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

    It’s the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.

    It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled. Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.

    We are, and always will be, the United States of America.

    It’s the answer that led those who’ve been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day. 

    It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment change has come to America.

    A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Sen. McCain.


     Sen. McCain fought long and hard in this campaign. And he’s fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him; I congratulate Gov. Palin for all that they’ve achieved. And I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead.

    I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart, and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

    And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation’s next first lady Michelle Obama.

    Sasha and Malia I love you both more than you can imagine. And you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the new White House.

    And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother’s watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight. I know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

    To my sister Maya, my sister Alma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you’ve given me. I am grateful to them.

    And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe, the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best — the best political campaign, I think, in the history of the United States of America.

    To my chief strategist David Axelrod who’s been a partner with me every step of the way.

    To the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done.

    But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you.

    I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington. It began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston. It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give $5 and $10 and $20 to the cause.

    It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep.

    It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organized and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people, and for the people has not perished from the Earth.

    This is your victory.

    And I know you didn’t do this just to win an election. And I know you didn’t do it for me.

    You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime — two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.

    Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.

    There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after the children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage or pay their doctors‘ bills or save enough for their child’s college education.

    There’s new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.

    The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there.

    I promise you, we as a people will get there.

    There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as president. And we know the government can’t solve every problem.

    But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And, above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation, the only way it’s been done in America for 221 years — block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

    What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night.

    This victory alone is not the change we seek. It is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were.

    It can’t happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice.

    So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other.

    Let us remember that, if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers.

    In this country, we rise or fall as one nation, as one people. Let’s resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.

    Let’s remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity.

    Those are values that we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.

    As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.

    And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too.

    And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces, to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.

    To those — to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.

    That’s the true genius of America: that America can change. Our union can be perfected. What we’ve already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

    This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight’s about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She’s a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

    She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons — because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

    And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America — the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

    At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

    When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

    When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

    She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that „We Shall Overcome.“ Yes we can.

    A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination.

    And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.

    Yes we can.

    America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves — if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

    This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment.

    This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.

    Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America.