MASSIVE COMPUTER MELTDOWN STATUS
WILL BE BACK ON THE PREMISES WHEN CAN BE
does chew get better after the first couple issues because i tried reading it a while ago and really hated the writingI mean, I think it gets better in the sense that the story gets better and more involved/a lot of crazy stuff happens, there’s a discernible and interesting plot to follow? But the overall tone/writing style doesn’t really change at all, so if that’s what annoyed you probably it won’t change too much?
- Woke up at noon and BEFORE EVEN PANICKING about how late it was realised I have absolutely nothing I have to fucking do today and it was alright
- Got the first two trades of Chew back from MG yesterday afternoon so spent coffee/breakfasttime curled up reading through the entire fucking comic again, incredibly satisfyingly
- Went shopping and both ground pork and ground beef were extremely on sale, so am making mushroom-soup Swedish meatballs for lunch
- Came home from the grocery to an e-mail from E about this feminist reading group she’s been trying to set up full of yammering about Wollstonecraft and Voltairine DeCleyre
- KSH and CW, neither of whom I’ve seen for a couple weeks now, are coming over to hang out this eve!
Bleary-Eyed Just Woke Up Self(ie)-Reflection:
i think i would like to see more acknowledgement of different kinds of uses of selfies. the general conversation seems to mostly be focused on accusations of narcissism/defenses against accusations of narcissism. and like, i think those defenses are important work, but continually taking up a defensive position restricts the discussion and keeps it focused on the anti-selfie brigade.
i’m personally very interested in the way selfies function as a form of communication among people who have never met. selfies are a pretty fundamental part of online friendships, i think. (and maybe even a small security measure/defense against cat-fishing? of the tumblr people i’ve added on facebook, all of them have been selfie-posters*, and i could easily verify that one account/identity was connected to the other.) at some point in my tumblr life it became important that the friends i had made on here knew what i looked like. and while i understand that there are a million reasons why you wouldn’t post pictures of yourself on tumblr — and this is not an exhortation for anyone to start — i like knowing what the people i follow look like. as much as i don’t want my entire worth to be tied up in how i look, the extreme opposite pole, the idea that my words and ideas are the only important thing about me doesn’t make any sense. my face and body, as much as i have a complicated relationship to them, are not insignificant parts of who i am and how people relate to me. the idea that i wouldn’t post selfies and other pictures in this forum seems bizarre.
(i think maybe this post is a complaint that the Selfie Conversation doesn’t reflect how i personally use selfies, and i feel alienated from it, which is a little selfish and ridiculous, but oh well. i’m just also not sure that the majority of selfie-takers are all using them in the same way, and there seems to be a couple competing narratives developing about Why People Take Selfies that don’t ring true.)
*oh yeah there was supposed to be an asterisk here. the exception was adding a non-selfie poster who was connected irl to a selfie-poster
This resonates for me. I don’t take selfies for myself all the time—sometimes, yes—I take them as part of my communication with the people/place I’m putting them in front of.
I think I’m starting to use them in the “standard” ways more as I go, because I started engaging with selfie-taking through my interactions with people who used them that way? And those ways of using them have been useful to me, but they’re not why I started.
Just, like, “a friend got me into it” is an important part of this conversation?
(Another note: I feel weird about the fact that I just reblogged this as a text post entirely to remove battlestardidactica’s selfie from the top of the post, because blah blah The Entire Fucking Point blah blah, but like, I feel weird, always, about posting other people’s selfies? especially in a case like this, where I’m adding thoughts that are personal to me, and so my own words would be underneath/associated with someone else’s face? and that weird trumped, while I was thinking about it)
(another note is: I joined Tumblr about eighteen months ago, right around when I bought this laptop, which is the first computer I’ve ever had with a camera. I am not attached enough to autoportraits to use a real camera for them, most of the time. My relationshipwith selfie-ing is real specifically and directly tied to this piece of technology, which is a thing to…note? I guess?)
I did my laundry and am deeply and incredibly proud of myself
Last night E went AWOL so we never made it to Eraserhead but H and I had a couple-hour-long, really good deep talk about the nature of the self and mediation through relationships and drew a lot of Phil of Mind diagrams but instead of being Awful Analytical Death we connected it back to our own emotional lives and personal circumstances and then also had Poem Epiphanies relatedly and everything was really good
I need to sweep out and scour my room as well as the other things that need doing before tonight’s various festivities, so I think I’mma turn on some noise and fish a couple Adderall out of my stockpile and try to get my body moving faster and my mind slower for a minute, bye guys
punk bro, pointing at yr Ramones-style 1D shirt: bet u can’t even name 3 of their songs, haw
I mean I don’t wanna because Mitch Clem but where’s that Nothing Nice to Say about “I don’t get why that four bars shirt is funny”
Spinal Reblogging Society, redux
"The École Polytechnique Massacre, also known as the Montreal Massacre, occurred on December 6, 1989 at the École Polytechnique in Montreal, Quebec, Canada. Twenty-five-year-old Marc Lépine, armed with a legally obtained Mini-14 rifle and a hunting knife, shot twenty-eight people before killing himself. He began his attack by entering a classroom at the university, where he separated the male and female students. After claiming that he was "fighting feminism" and calling the women "a bunch of feminists," he shot all nine women in the room, killing six. He then moved through corridors, the cafeteria, and another classroom, specifically targeting women to shoot. Overall, he killed fourteen women and injured ten other women and four men in just under twenty minutes before turning the gun on himself."
“The feminist movement is periodically criticized for appropriating the massacre as a symbol of male violence against women. For example, Charles Rackoff, a University of Toronto computer science professor, compared those organizing vigils marking the event to the Ku Klux Klan. “The point is to use the death of these people as an excuse to promote the feminist/extreme left-wing agenda”, he wrote, adding that it is “no more justified” than the KKK using the “murder of a white person by a black person as an excuse to promote their agenda.”