Blogs I Read 9-15-09
Tyler posts, as usual, a thought provoking piece called "Elaborating on the despair of our age."
Rachel Obrien posts a poem called, "Prove Me Wrong."
And speaking of poetry, Sam Lamb made a book of her poetry, "Harmonicas and Honey." Haven't ordered it myself, but thought I would plug her site since she is an Oklahoma artist and a lovely lady to go to the movies with.
Rachelle begins her last year of school in, "It's Not Summer!"
Couldn't post on Tyler's So I moved it here
If only the rest of the world were like the two of you I would never experience the tiniest pang of guilt, nor sense of a shirked responsibility, for having no desire to be a part of any soceital scheme or have anything to do with anyone who does, because the world wouldn't need to be challenged anymore.
That being said, I also am a luddite at heart, mainly for relational reasons although I found a challenging perspective on the possible relational/reality shifts that might come from technology in the book NEUROMANCER by William Gibson, that I would highly recommend.
And as much as I love the salt of the earth types (and they are among my favorite people in the world because of their inability to be one-dimensional, the inescapable depth of their persons that eminates almost accidently) I fear that as long as we subscribe to 1 dimensional, mass definitions of a general suggestion (liberal, conservative, gay, straight, hipster, redneck, Christian (with it's many sub-cults) or even my favorite Taoist) we doom ourselves to extinction for the very reasons Tyler eloquently pointed to by quoting Heidegger.
Our self assertion becomes informed by a single idea and as such we attempt to be ourselves entirely within one notion. Conversely we attempt to warp the one notion to our entirety all the while cutting away chunks of self until the two more or less wedge together, deforming both beyond recognition. I would argue, perhaps, that what we hate about the single-minded is not them, or even all of their singular ideas, but the deeper reality, the truth of what they have done. I would encourage Heidegger by telling him that most of us still see, then I would rob him of comfort but amending that with the likely prospect that we have no idea what we are looking at. We just stare blanky, unware that there is a meaning beyond our immediate emotional reactions.
I for one amuse myself by mocking the pettiness of other people, in such a way that they believe I am simply a crass and uncouth type, unaware of my own baseness. Little do they realize that it is because of my baseness and my acknowledgement of it (along with my choice to indulge it) that I choose such perverse behavior. I admire, on the other hand, that both of you (in so far as I can ascertain from conversation) strive to make the world better, life more livable, the human heart more pure.
I'm just working on my routine.
Hah
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