Monday, April 16, 2007

What am I doing?

Had a great weekend.
  • I had a strawberry milkshake on Friday.
  • Karaoke on Saturday night with Fair White (she posted video evidence earlier). I sang a very convincing "Like a Virgin" and did quite well on the guitar-solo in "Cowgirl on the Sand".
  • Went on another bizarre date.
  • Watched Godard's Masculin-Femin. What a beautiful movie. I alternated smirks and grins throughout the entire film.
  • Raised my LSAT practice score 10 percentiles in a week.
  • Received 2 letters and wrote 1.
  • I can't decide if this is awesome, terrible, or ridiculous:
    It is, observers of the trend say, a visceral backlash to life in a Paris Hilton world. It's a chance to impress a mate, or a potential date, by flexing a body part that has lost ground in recent years to biceps and pecs -- the brain.

1 comment:

Andrew said...

I think the answer is pretty obvious: you're supposed to feel terrible about it. First of all, "intellidating"? Seriously? Given who they interviewed for the article, where the events take place, the fact that they are centered around these structured events and that they are marketed to specific young trend setting crowds just belies the fact that it is nothing more than another scene. It's a chance for a group of privileged and culturally elite people, who previously tried to corner the market on aesthetic, social and political judgments to subvert an activity that should be normal anyway (intellectual discourse) and commoditize it. See, now what I have to look forward to in 5 years is early 20-something posures, sitting around in museums and coffee shops, mentally jerking themselves off and trying to tell me that I don't belong in their circles because I can't possibly be intellectually savvy enough to appreciate whatever the cool thing to talk about that day is. By virtue of the fact that thinking and discourse isn't 'cool' or the 'it' thing, it has been able to maintain a level of fairness-- this movement threatens to turn intellectualism into pop culture. And that can only be bad.

Oh, yeah, and how about "It's not like we were just fighting. We were interacting, sharing thoughts, and that was far more satisfying than if we'd gone out to see the movie of the week"? Seriously, have we fallen so far that we don't already interact and share our thoughts and feelings with those people who we're ostensibly supposed to love? If we have, then how can we even say that we're capable of love. God I hate New York.

Anyway, I'm totally looking forward to seeing you soon, Brick. We can share thoughts and feelings without having to go to a singles group to do so.