I'm baaack!
Well, sort of. I won't be able to get my computer hooked up to the damned network for another week, but I will have fairly easy computorial access.
So. I transferred to a different college, for a number of reasons, mainly a certain amount of done-ness with reading old white dead asshat men. Up yours, Aristotle. So I'm now a nestled in at Knox College in Galesburg, IL, and I hear the trains coming through every night. I'm taking three courses this trimester: "The Fairy tale," "Adv. Acting: Shakespeare and Beyond," and "Philosophies of Feminism."
And, of course, as in any time when I don't have internet access, the world is falling apart. Katrina is bringing out previously unimagined (at least by me) nastiness and eugenics talk. the President is being an utter asshat. An 18-year-old kid is being charged with saving 100 people with a school bus that--gasp!--didn't belong to him. Rehnquist is fucking dead. Dear go, s there anything that is currently going right?!?
I didn't expect this to be politically timely, but I've seen it hudreds of times, but not for a few years, and this time something that I'd never really noticed before practically threw itself at me from the screen. The film is, at the bottom of it, about why politicians hate fantasists: because they are telling you untruths which are not intended to free but instead to enslave you, and one who is familiar with fantasy will not be captured. A person who has grown up with the simultaneous unreality and truthfulness of fantasy will be prepared to understand thought and metaphor, will see through your words to their basic, unspoken truth. They will be able to see that the Emperor has no clothes. They will be able to see that, beneath the photo-ops and the blessing of America, you're nothing but a racist sexist homophobic xenophobic two-bit lying fraud. And Lord knows we can't have that.
This is one of Terry Gilliam's basic ideas, and it's onethat resonates spectacularly with me. You have to choose which imaginary world you want to live in: the one where you can fly to the moon, or the one where you can't escape from the Turks. the second is no more real than the first, it's justmore depressing, thought it does carry with it the comfort of being able to think that there was nothing more that you could do.
Look at the sitch with Katrina. the government really, realy wants us to believe that it's not their fault,they did their best, the losses were inevitable. Those who do not know how to look behind words wil swallow it. But those who do will see the fear in their eyes.
Didn't Tolkien say that the ony one who would confuse the escape of the prisoner with the flight of the deserter was the jailor?
Well, sort of. I won't be able to get my computer hooked up to the damned network for another week, but I will have fairly easy computorial access.
So. I transferred to a different college, for a number of reasons, mainly a certain amount of done-ness with reading old white dead asshat men. Up yours, Aristotle. So I'm now a nestled in at Knox College in Galesburg, IL, and I hear the trains coming through every night. I'm taking three courses this trimester: "The Fairy tale," "Adv. Acting: Shakespeare and Beyond," and "Philosophies of Feminism."
And, of course, as in any time when I don't have internet access, the world is falling apart. Katrina is bringing out previously unimagined (at least by me) nastiness and eugenics talk. the President is being an utter asshat. An 18-year-old kid is being charged with saving 100 people with a school bus that--gasp!--didn't belong to him. Rehnquist is fucking dead. Dear go, s there anything that is currently going right?!?
I didn't expect this to be politically timely, but I've seen it hudreds of times, but not for a few years, and this time something that I'd never really noticed before practically threw itself at me from the screen. The film is, at the bottom of it, about why politicians hate fantasists: because they are telling you untruths which are not intended to free but instead to enslave you, and one who is familiar with fantasy will not be captured. A person who has grown up with the simultaneous unreality and truthfulness of fantasy will be prepared to understand thought and metaphor, will see through your words to their basic, unspoken truth. They will be able to see that the Emperor has no clothes. They will be able to see that, beneath the photo-ops and the blessing of America, you're nothing but a racist sexist homophobic xenophobic two-bit lying fraud. And Lord knows we can't have that.
This is one of Terry Gilliam's basic ideas, and it's onethat resonates spectacularly with me. You have to choose which imaginary world you want to live in: the one where you can fly to the moon, or the one where you can't escape from the Turks. the second is no more real than the first, it's justmore depressing, thought it does carry with it the comfort of being able to think that there was nothing more that you could do.
Look at the sitch with Katrina. the government really, realy wants us to believe that it's not their fault,they did their best, the losses were inevitable. Those who do not know how to look behind words wil swallow it. But those who do will see the fear in their eyes.
Didn't Tolkien say that the ony one who would confuse the escape of the prisoner with the flight of the deserter was the jailor?
Re: Yay for Carina's return!!!
Date: 2005-09-07 03:38 pm (UTC)Got a cell number or summat? Email me--my addy is in my userinfo.
Re: Yay for Carina's return!!!
Date: 2005-09-09 08:23 pm (UTC)