Friday, January 20, 2012

Monday, April 18, 2011

Comment on Lady Gaga's Judas on Someone's Facebook

"I agree that she's using a metaphor, although she mixes her metaphors with reference to "three times", which is the wrong act (denying, not betraying) and wrong person (Peter, not Judas). This Biblical reference alongside ancient Christian pracices such as washing others' feet with your hair are evidence that she's not innocently using "Judas" as a general term but rather intentionally conjuring the stories and images of Judas Iscariot. (Judas protested, according to the gospel of John, the woman who washed Jesus's feet with her tears and annointed him with expensive perfume, arguing that the money could be used to serve the poor.) Even when "Judas" is used in common speech to describe someone who is traitorous, the term cannot be removed from Judas Iscariot, from where it derives. In fact, when someone is called a Judas, they are being called the *worst* kind of traitor, someone who would betray even the Messiah after given the distinction of a chosen disciple thereof. There is so much wrapped up in that name alone that even Judas Thaddeus is now known as Jude so as not to taint his sainthood by summoning the thought of Judas Iscariot. So, in my opinion, she is crystal clear what the name "Judas" entails, as she's nothing if not good at getting people talking. The song itself refers to being offended and wearing an "ear condom" to prevent hearing something undesireable to you, not to mention the name of Jesus is used -- "Jesus is my virtue, but Judas is the demon I cling to" -- a (possibly accidental) reference to Luke's account that Satan himself posessed Judas. She sings of being "just a horny fool", which compells her to be "still in love with Judas". Meanwhile the single cover has a cross on it. So as not to go on even longer, I won't get into the Gnostic interpretations of Judas, or the age old point that Jesus, who was God and therefore inerrant, knew that Judas would betray him and told him as much, so Judas was powerless to prevent his actions. (Judas in this sense was both necessary to the salvation of humanity and doomed.) Anyway, I like the song and hope the video is as interesting as the character of Judas."

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Watching "The Amanda Knox Story"

Trying to decide whether I think she's guilty.  The Italian law enforcement supposedly based a lot of their case on her computer data such as photos, postings and short stories.  All I can think about is how if I were ever accused of a crime all my text messages and internet shenanigans being exposed would be punishment enough.

Pick Your Battles

The other day while out to lunch with my homegirls from work, we somehow got onto the subject of boys playing with dolls which lead into a discussion about gender norms, where the heat got really turned up. I was completely calm making my point about arbitrary designations for things as "for boys" or "for girls" but one of my homegirls was resistant to even hearing such ideas and it just depresses me more than anything. I just shut up about it but the other girl kept going on because she knew it was working her nerves. Then they wanted to know if someone is born gay which is completely irrelevant to the point. The irony is the one girl loves sports but would probably withhold that from a daughter.

Then, later, in a small meeting with my boss, my boss completely LOST IT. She wanted to discuss a certain procedure and two of us were offering our insight and questions as to what makes sense, and why certain calculations are wrong. She saw this as a challenge to her authority -- not uncommon for her to become defensive when you're not attacking -- and exploded. She emphasized how much time she had spent on it. To me, it doesn't matter if you spent years on it if it's wrong. We are instructed to do this a certain dubiously accurate way and shut up about it. She's on vacation this week so maybe she'll chill the fuck out. It hurt my feelings more than anything that I was more or less accused of just trying to confuse her.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Happy Valentine's Day

The Ballad of the Lonely Masturbator
BY ANNE SEXTON

The end of the affair is always death.
She’s my workshop. Slippery eye,
out of the tribe of myself my breath
finds you gone. I horrify
those who stand by. I am fed.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

Finger to finger, now she’s mine.
She’s not too far. She’s my encounter.
I beat her like a bell. I recline
in the bower where you used to mount her.
You borrowed me on the flowered spread.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

Take for instance this night, my love,
that every single couple puts together
with a joint overturning, beneath, above,
the abundant two on sponge and feather,
kneeling and pushing, head to head.
At night alone, I marry the bed.

I break out of my body this way,
an annoying miracle. Could I
put the dream market on display?
I am spread out. I crucify.
My little plum is what you said.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

Then my black-eyed rival came.
The lady of water, rising on the beach,
a piano at her fingertips, shame
on her lips and a flute’s speech.
And I was the knock-kneed broom instead.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

She took you the way a woman takes
a bargain dress off the rack
and I broke the way a stone breaks.
I give back your books and fishing tack.
Today’s paper says that you are wed.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

The boys and girls are one tonight.
They unbutton blouses. They unzip flies.
They take off shoes. They turn off the light.
The glimmering creatures are full of lies.
They are eating each other. They are overfed.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

Monday, January 31, 2011

When I look back upon my life...

Sometimes I take a look at where I am in life, and can't believe that TGIF is a joy and NSFW is a concern. I could have turned out to be someone else. I'm pleased with where I've wound up, don't get me wrong, it's just not everything I could have become. How did I end up here?

Regret is an awful, awful word and a worse feeling. Corporate lifestyle aside, I have made horrible mistakes along the way and I live in a paradoxical world of being PERFECTLY FINE WITH WHO I AM yet being ISOLATED AND TORMENTED.

I'm just in a wierd(er) state lately.

I have been summoned by my former place of employment, The World Church of Assimilation, to do some of their dirty work on a freelance, twice a year basis. This, like my life, is a grand opportunity and a immense burden.

Saturday, January 01, 2011

Happy New Year!

Closed the year out with embarrassment, pride, shame, success, love, inspiration, horror ... the usual mixture of my life's work. I have such big ambitions for this new year and I am going to work hard to keep the momentum going that I'm feeling now (of course I'm only 12 hours in so far).

I feel like 2011 might be my year. I'm gonna do something.

Monday, November 29, 2010

WoW World of Warcraft Downloader Connection Timed Out

If you're having this problem, you have to totally uninstall McAfee. It's what worked for me as suggested by the blue posts on the old official WoW forums.