Biscuits
November 7, 2009 · 1 Comment
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Tagged: food, nablopomo, Picture, tday
Nano update #1: So behind
November 6, 2009 · Leave a Comment
To be blunt: I am thousands of words behind. I will update the official site tomorrow morning, after I dedicate hours and hours of writing today.
I’m really looking forward to writing up the characters inspired by my parents. They deserve a book of their own.
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Tagged: nablopomo, NANO, nanowrimo, update
Other than GET A FUCKING HAIR CUT…
November 5, 2009 · 4 Comments
My buddy Jenny sent me this picture after I sent her a series of pictures from not-too-long-ago. This, I guess, is old school. When I saw the picture, after I dried my tears, I wondered, “what could I tell this kid?”
If I could give this goofy looking motherfucker one bit of advice, I would tell him that, “It’s all going to work out.” I wouldn’t warn him away from any of the mistakes–even the colossal ones–nor would I say anything about how quickly things would change for him. I could try and tell him to “get more organized” but he’s a smug bastard who’d just flip me the bird.
In short, I wouldn’t tell him to change. I’d just remind him that he’d manage to work everything out in the end.
Speaking of work, I am behind 4k word on Nano right now. That catch up begins after class…
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Tagged: Cat Vacuuming, nablopomo, thinking
Wake
November 4, 2009 · 2 Comments
When my dad had his wake, out of respect for his terribad taste in music, we played Jimmy Buffet, “Cheese Burger in Paradise.” I also made sure that “In Heaven there is No Beer” was just as loud. My mom didn’t get a song. I don’t think anyone could think of one for her.
I’m not sure if I’m going to include a wake scene in my Nano project. I don’t think I will. I am planning on tying in chemo treatments–and those are far more painful than a wake.
Personally, at my wake, I would prefer that no one sings “Danny Boy.” I would hope that there is some sort of drunk karaoke in my honor–maybe a rousing rendition of “Since U Been Gone” to guide me to oblivion or the afterlife.
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Tagged: funeral, nablopomo, wake
Nano breakthrough?
November 3, 2009 · 3 Comments
For my first attemptat Nano, I’m fictionalizing my first job: working at a residential home. I’m adding cthonic monsters to the mix of staff and clients. Given that people ask me, “How can you work with those monsters! What they do is unthinkable!” I figured I should add real, “unthinkable” monsters.
The breakthrough came to me while I was walking to the Pink Line. When I asked about the theory behind the methodology at my interview all those years ago, I was told Psychodynamic–but when my interviewer explained further, the program sounded more Cognitive Behavioral. Psychodynamism falls squarely within the Cthullu mythos, and gives the treatment modality a creepy bent.
The writing will begin when I get my first cup of coffee.
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Tagged: NANO, nanowrimo, Writing
Hurk
November 2, 2009 · Leave a Comment
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Tagged: Phoning it in, sick
My Coffee Pot is My CoPilot
November 1, 2009 · 1 Comment
In addition to NaBloPoMo, I’m doing Nano AND I a third writing project. Each one of these writing projects blend blend with my blogging. I’ll be looking at the Nano stuff here, blogging about the non-nano project here and following this fairly strict schedule:
Weekdays:
up at 6:45
Make Coffee
Blog
Round 1 Nano Writing 12:00-12:30
Round 2 Nano Writing 6:00-8:00 (except thursday)
Friday: Update Nano Profile
Weekends:
Two hours of writing prior to to Chores
Per Lauren’s advice, I have: my play lists set, a variety of pens, a college lined composition book AND Shannon’s French Press. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a fuck ton of writing to do.
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Tagged: not cat vacuuming because I'm in NaBloPoMo, Writing
A Simple Guide to Political Categorization
October 30, 2009 · 2 Comments
Given that human beings have a tendency to categorize, it should come as no surprise that this peculiar human trait is also used when discussing particular beliefs systems. People fuss over the definition–and label–of terms like progressive, liberal, conservative, big D Democrat, big R Repulican, Blue Dog and fascist. I could spend all of NaBloPoMo trying to suss this out; however, I think that in order to do it properly, I’d get far too involved with blogging to get any other work done. Instead of trying to define and label all of these terms, I’m going to focus on particular event that can cut across a number of these categories; furthermore, this event can be used heuristically to help identify what labels are appropriate.
In short–and this is a continuation of yesterday’s quick thought–I am proposing this simple test: If you blame a victim of sexual assault and bandy about terms like “personal responsibility” and “boys will be boys” you are disqualified from being considered liberal, progressive and a feminist.
I recognize that it is difficult to define certain philosophies. I also realize that “moral absolutes” and universal statements are dangerous places to go philosophically. In addition to these realizations, I’m pretty sure that this this kind of a statement will make some of my readers–new, old or established–upset because I’m being too harsh.
When one blames a victim for a crime, one is saying that (at best) their poor judgement is the moral equivalent of the pain that has been inflicted on them. Minimizing, Justifying and rationalizing a crime with the statement of, “well she should have known better” is a distortion displayed by the people perpetrating the crime. When the larger community blames a victim, it continues to traumatize the victim.
In short, if you blame a victim, you are traumatizing the victim. You are showing a callous disregard for their experience. In my experience of talking with victims and victim advocates, victims of crimes–especially victims of a sexual assault–already have an inordinate amount of guilt and shame. Victims feel as if other people are holding them responsible for their victimization. These feelings, for some victims, continue inward to the point where a victim blames oneself for their pain. As a result of this emotional trauma, they begin to feel that they have this pain coming, that they have somehow deserved this because they are bad, stupid or “slutty.”
Blaming a victim is one step away from abusing the victim.
I honestly do not care if this is considered too harsh. I have seen multiple generations of families suffering from victim blaming. I have read far too many victim statements and talk to far too many State’s Attorneys who have told me far too much about how the victim “is spiraling out of control and no one is able to help her.”
When a person is victimized, the offender is the one that is responsible for their trauma. They are the ones who chose to cross boundaries. They are the ones who decided to violate societal norms for their own needs. If you want to blame society for sexualizing young women and having conflicting sexual mores, feel free to do so. But if you are going to blame a victim, recognize that you have far too much in common with an offender than I am comfortable with.
If you’re uncomfortable with the dissonance you might feel, then change your mind about victim blaming. Don’t rationalize it. Do not justify it. Change it.
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Tagged: feminist, get your fucking heads on people, liberal, Politics, rant, victim blaming
Quick Thought
October 29, 2009 · 1 Comment
Blaming any victim of a sexual assault immediately removes your feminist credentials. If this is what “post feminist” is about, then maybe we should go back to REAL FEMINISM.
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Tagged: feminsim, rape, sex assault
Why Last Night Rocked
October 26, 2009 · Leave a Comment
The Glowing Figure on the stage is one Ted Leo, with a mohawk, who rocked at Lincoln Hall’s Grand Opening Event.
The best part–other than Shannon’s soldiering through the entire affair–were the five new songs they played. Everything about the night was awesome: The tickets were reasonable, the beer did not have a high North Side Tax and the opening act, the The Jai-Alai Savant rocked.
This blog post marks the end of my fan-boy giggling. I’m going to go pretend to be an adult for eight hours.
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