Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Honesty

It's time to be honest. It's not my style... but I'm not getting away with it anymore. It's time.


Baudrillard

Below is an excerpt of Baudrillard about Los Angeles. His writing is so beautiful, so inspiring. Los Angeles is exactly that. It's caos, you can feel it when you're in it. The people that you meet are even like that. It's too simplistic to say that they are fake, because they're not. It's like they are always on the move.

Baltimore... is influenced by John Waters' movies. Waters' early films like Female Trouble depict Baltimore's interior. The domestic urbanity that he depicts are always ridden with violence and dirt.

What would the city have to do to undo such a strong negative imagery?


Disneyland: the archetype of the simulated city. A city in which illusion becomes reality; in which the hopes and dreams of the ideal world are realized. The crowd at Disneyland is a warm one, people are friends, laughter, joy, imagination and creativity abound. No body cries in Disneyland. Just like a real city, the crowd (the population) are directed in ordered currents and flows. We follow arrows, we stand in lines, just as we drive between the painted lines of the street. Disneyland is, in miniature, the ideal American city. Rules are obeyed because there is no alternative.

Here is a city where murder, rape and adultery do not exist.
No one is pretending that Disneyland is real: even children are made keenly aware of this fact.
ëYou are about to enter the world of Imaginationí ëYou are about to enter the world of Tomorrow' Baudrillard writes that, "Disneyland is presented as imaginary in order to make us believe that the rest is real, whereas Los Angeles [is] no longer real, but belongs to the hyperreal order and to the order of simulation."

Los Angeles has become, according to Baudrillard, "a city whose mystery is precisely that of no longer being anything but a network of incessant, unreal circulation -- a city of incredible proportions but without space, without dimension.

As much as electrical and atomic power stations, as much as cinema studios, this city, which is no longer anything but an immense scenario and a perpetual pan shot, needs this old imaginary like a sympathetic nervous system made up of childhood signals and faked phantasms.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

inebriation no more

When I go out, I drink. When I drink, I smoke. When I smoke, I get cancer.

So time to quit. Quit what?

Friday, October 26, 2007

Dice-K



these are diceK's tattooes. He had recently gone to NYC to seek out a specific tattoo artist. He said that the tattoo artist in picture above would not tattoo somebody who's got a dinky little tattoo on their body. How interestingly elitest...if elitism is interesting to you.
He's made a few trips to nyc on this... and I want to do a mapping of the tattoo artists when I get a chance in the future.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

I hate them.

I cannot be a Japanese. I hate them.

-An Ode to the things that really annoy Reiko, especially wealthy Japanese doctors who haggle prices in the increments of fifty fucking bucks, in Japanese, of course.

I hate how they have to say thank you a million times and drag on the conversation.

Please! practice economy of words! Say it once and mean it!

I hate how they ask questions when they obviously know the answers to them.

I think you're stupid too!

I hate how they say, 'Oh, that's wonderful'... to everything!

What? My shit is wonderful to you?

I hate polite people.

Please! Stop smiling! Stop saying Reiko SAMA!

I hate how tiny they are!

Eat something!

I hate cute little Japanese Punk Rock girls!

I hate how they don't emote!

Fucking cyborg!

I hate how they're better at everything!


I hate them.
I hate them!!!!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Jack

A woman sat next to me yesterday at MAMA BUZZ cafe. She was a tarot reader. She read my fortune, and found out that there were a number of cards that showed up that signifies a beginning. Three aces, the fool, the paige, and the wheel of fortune. Great. One of them's going to be my tattoo.

I don't know where the direction is... I think I'm taking a shot gun approach. I just don't want to abandon any of my pasts. I feel like this deck of cards were something that I had gotten 10 years ago.

Keep moving. That's about the only thing that I can do.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Master

My boss wants an apprentice.


There are not very many men I think of as my role model. My grandfather was a strong one when I was growing up. He was a serious and austere man. A general in an army. Concentration camp survivor, and a 2nd in charge of a mayor. I want to be like him. Some one who can do good deeds, who is strong, and has immense will power. I want to build community, public services, dreams, beauty.


Stand against the grain.


Dating

What's up with it?


Is it just something that happens in NYC?


Well, I think, definately, when girls talk about 'dating' in NYC, it's definately different from 'dating' here in the bay area.


NYC dating is action packed... it's about doing the courting with a nice meal and a cultured event like a show, a play... and a sac later. Yeah, it seems like NYC girls just don't fuck around... or rather, they DO.


Here, it's rather pathetic... People just don't ask others out. Or, if they do, it's sooooooooo low key, a lot of times, it just doesn't come across.


What is a date?

Coffee... aparently, is not considered a date.

A date is a plan. It's something that you are committed to.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Playful Aggression

When the South Americans came last year to teach at Berkeley, they scoffed at the Castro's Halloween. Eventhough it is one event San Francisco's proud about for its roudyness, for its festivity level. There are a lot of drunk drag queens with colorful colors and lots of street dancing.

It's true what the criticisms are... The street festival is tame compared to any street festivals in Brazil. Afterall, Castro's got a curfue. It really calls to attention the lame-ness of American cities... Too much order, not enough rebellion.

July 4th in the Mission, San Francisco, though, was a sight that I have not encountered ever in my whole life. Rebellion for sure. Illegal smuggled fireworks that filled a whole room. And people shooting it off at random, to anything. It was the residential neighborhood near 26th and 28th streets that participated in such blatant act of playful rebellion. Yes, was quite like chaos.. or sounded much like a battle ground. Cops were around, but didn't know what to do. Cop cars did get targeted and were damaged.

It's just very strange that such a thing would happen on July 4th. It's a little confusing if it was really an act of rebellion or festivities.... I think in a lot of ways, people were looking for ways to playfully release their anger and frustrations.

In France, the rebellion that recently happened there wasn't a group act. It was anti-representation. It's interesting... it lacks a sort of group unity that comes with the traditional riots...
I feel like a douchbag, I totally forgot about Elliott's Art Event that he was planning for a whole year. WTF...

http://www.cocanow.org/

I forgot the woman's group event that Heather was planning yesterday...

I am an idiot. I want to shoot myself.


Well, when I get more information about his event, I'll post it.... atleast I am going to pretend that I went...................................................

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Virtual Friendship and Virtual Narcism

.... excerpt from an email....

I especially liked 'Virtual Friendship and the New Narcism', It makes me think about social networking competitiveness, and the burnouts people get from these sites... which is just such a silly idea. It's like the 90s was characterized by boredom, and the new millinium's about burn-out. Anyway, just to be coy, I posted it on my facebook page.

Hope you are doing well!
Reiko



Published on The New Atlantis: A Journal of Technology and Society
Summer 2007
Virtual Friendship and the New Narcissism
Christine Rosen

For centuries, the rich and the powerful documented their existence and their status through painted portraits. A marker of wealth and a bid for immortality, portraits offer intriguing hints about the daily life of their subjects—professions, ambitions, attitudes, and, most importantly, social standing. Such portraits, as German art historian Hans Belting has argued, can be understood as “painted anthropology,” with much to teach us, both intentionally and unintentionally, about the culture in which they were created.

Self-portraits can be especially instructive. By showing the artist both as he sees his true self and as he wishes to be seen, self-portraits can at once expose and obscure, clarify and distort. They offer opportunities for both self-expression and self-seeking. They can display egotism and modesty, self-aggrandizement and self-mockery.

Today, our self-portraits are democratic and digital; they are crafted from pixels rather than paints. On social networking websites like MySpace and Facebook, our modern self-portraits feature background music, carefully manipulated photographs, stream-of-consciousness musings, and lists of our hobbies and friends. They are interactive, inviting viewers not merely to look at, but also to respond to, the life portrayed online. We create them to find friendship, love, and that ambiguous modern thing called connection. Like painters constantly retouching their work, we alter, update, and tweak our online self-portraits; but as digital objects they are far more ephemeral than oil on canvas. Vital statistics, glimpses of bare flesh, lists of favorite bands and favorite poems all clamor for our attention—and it is the timeless human desire for attention that emerges as the dominant theme of these vast virtual galleries.

Although social networking sites are in their infancy, we are seeing their impact culturally: in language (where to friend is now a verb), in politics (where it is de rigueur for presidential aspirants to catalogue their virtues on MySpace), and on college campuses (where not using Facebook can be a social handicap). But we are only beginning to come to grips with the consequences of our use of these sites: for friendship, and for our notions of privacy, authenticity, community, and identity. As with any new technological advance, we must consider what type of behavior online social networking encourages. Does this technology, with its constant demands to collect (friends and status), and perform (by marketing ourselves), in some ways undermine our ability to attain what it promises—a surer sense of who we are and where we belong? The Delphic oracle’s guidance was know thyself. Today, in the world of online social networks, the oracle’s advice might be show thyself.

Making Connections

The earliest online social networks were arguably the Bulletin Board Systems of the 1980s that let users post public messages, send and receive private messages, play games, and exchange software. Some of those BBSs, like The WELL (Whole Earth ’Lectronic Link) that technologist Larry Brilliant and futurist Stewart Brand started in 1985, made the transition to the World Wide Web in the mid-1990s. (Now owned by Salon.com, The WELL boasts that it was “the primordial ooze where the online community movement was born.”) Other websites for community and connection emerged in the 1990s, including Classmates.com (1995), where users register by high school and year of graduation; Company of Friends, a business-oriented site founded in 1997; and Epinions, founded in 1999 to allow users to give their opinions about various consumer products.

A new generation of social networking websites appeared in 2002 with the launch of Friendster, whose founder, Jonathan Abrams, admitted that his main motivation for creating the site was to meet attractive women. Unlike previous online communities, which brought together anonymous strangers with shared interests, Friendster uses a model of social networking known as the “Circle of Friends” (developed by British computer scientist Jonathan Bishop), in which users invite friends and acquaintances—that is, people they already know and like—to join their network.

Friendster was an immediate success, with millions of registered users by mid-2003. But technological glitches and poor management at the company allowed a new social networking site, MySpace, launched in 2003, quickly to surpass it. Originally started by musicians, MySpace has become a major venue for sharing music as well as videos and photos. It is now the behemoth of online social networking, with over 100 million registered users. Connection has become big business: In 2005, Rupert Murdoch’s News Corporation bought MySpace for $580 million.

Besides MySpace and Friendster, the best-known social networking site is Facebook, launched in 2004. Originally restricted to college students, Facebook—which takes its name from the small photo albums that colleges once gave to incoming freshmen and faculty to help them cope with meeting so many new people—soon extended membership to high schoolers and is now open to anyone. Still, it is most popular among college students and recent college graduates, many of whom use the site as their primary method of communicating with one another. Millions of college students check their Facebook pages several times every day and spend hours sending and receiving messages, making appointments, getting updates on their friends’ activities, and learning about people they might recently have met or heard about.
There are dozens of other social networking sites, including Orkut, Bebo, and Yahoo 360º. Microsoft recently announced its own plans for a social networking site called Wallop; the company boasts that the site will offer “an entirely new way for consumers to express their individuality online.” (It is noteworthy that Microsoft refers to social networkers as “consumers” rather than merely “users” or, say, “people.”) Niche social networking sites are also flourishing: there are sites offering forums and fellowship for photographers, music lovers, and sports fans. There are professional networking sites, such as LinkedIn, that keep people connected with present and former colleagues and other business acquaintances. There are sites specifically for younger children, such as Club Penguin, which lets kids pretend to be chubby, colored penguins who waddle around chatting, playing games, earning virtual money, and buying virtual clothes. Other niche social networking sites connect like-minded self-improvers; the site 43things.com encourages people to share their personal goals. Click on “watch less TV,” one of the goals listed on the site, and you can see the profiles of the 1,300 other people in the network who want to do the same thing. And for people who want to join a social network but don’t know which niche site is right for them, there are sites that help users locate the proper online social networking community for their particular (or peculiar) interests.
Social networking sites are also fertile ground for those who make it their lives’ work to get your attention—namely, spammers, marketers, and politicians. Incidents of spamming and spyware on MySpace and other social networking sites are legion. Legitimate advertisers such as record labels and film studios have also set up pages for their products. In some cases, fictional characters from books and movies are given their own official MySpace pages. Some sports mascots and brand icons have them, too. Procter & Gamble has a Crest toothpaste page on MySpace featuring a sultry-looking model called “Miss Irresistible.” As of this summer, she had about 50,000 users linked as friends, whom she urged to “spice it up by sending a naughty (or nice) e-card.” The e-cards are emblazoned with Crest or Scope logos, of course, and include messages such as “I wanna get fresh with you” or “Pucker up baby—I’m getting fresh.” A P& G marketing officer recently told the Wall Street Journal that from a business perspective, social networking sites are “going to be one giant living dynamic learning experience about consumers.”

As for politicians, with the presidential primary season now underway, candidates have embraced a no-website-left-behind policy. Senator Hillary Clinton has official pages on social networking sites MySpace, Flickr, LiveJournal, Facebook, Friendster, and Orkut. As of July 1, 2007, she had a mere 52,472 friends on MySpace (a bit more than Miss Irresistible); her Democratic rival Senator Barack Obama had an impressive 128,859. Former Senator John Edwards has profiles on twenty-three different sites. Republican contenders for the White House are poorer social networkers than their Democratic counterparts; as of this writing, none of the GOP candidates has as many MySpace friends as Hillary, and some of the leading Republican candidates have no social networking presence at all.

Despite the increasingly diverse range of social networking sites, the most popular sites share certain features. On MySpace and Facebook, for example, the process of setting up one’s online identity is relatively simple: Provide your name, address, e-mail address, and a few other pieces of information and you’re up and running and ready to create your online persona. MySpace includes a section, “About Me,” where you can post your name, age, where you live, and other personal details such as your zodiac sign, religion, sexual orientation, and relationship status. There is also a “Who I’d Like to Meet” section, which on most MySpace profiles is filled with images of celebrities. Users can also list their favorite music, movies, and television shows, as well as their personal heroes; MySpace users can also blog on their pages. A user “friends” people—that is, invites them by e-mail to appear on the user’s “Friend Space,” where they are listed, linked, and ranked. Below the Friends space is a Comments section where friends can post notes. MySpace allows users to personalize their pages by uploading images and music and videos; indeed, one of the defining features of most MySpace pages is the ubiquity of visual and audio clutter. With silly, hyper flashing graphics in neon colors and clip-art style images of kittens and cartoons, MySpace pages often resemble an overdecorated high school yearbook.
By contrast, Facebook limits what its users can do to their profiles. Besides general personal information, Facebook users have a “Wall” where people can leave them brief notes, as well as a Messages feature that functions like an in-house Facebook e-mail account. You list your friends on Facebook as well, but in general, unlike MySpace friends, which are often complete strangers (or spammers) Facebook friends tend to be part of one’s offline social circle. (This might change, however, now that Facebook has opened its site to anyone rather than restricting it to college and high school students.) Facebook (and MySpace) allow users to form groups based on mutual interests. Facebook users can also send “pokes” to friends; these little digital nudges are meant to let someone know you are thinking about him or her. But they can also be interpreted as not-so-subtle come-ons; one Facebook group with over 200,000 members is called “Enough with the Poking, Let’s Just Have Sex.”

Degrees of Separation

It is worth pausing for a moment to reflect on the curious use of the word networking to describe this new form of human interaction. Social networking websites “connect” users with a network—literally, a computer network. But the verb to network has long been used to describe an act of intentional social connecting, especially for professionals seeking career-boosting contacts. When the word first came into circulation in the 1970s, computer networks were rare and mysterious. Back then, “network” usually referred to television. But social scientists were already using the notion of networks and nodes to map out human relations and calculate just how closely we are connected.

In 1967, Harvard sociologist and psychologist Stanley Milgram, best known for his earlier Yale experiments on obedience to authority, published the results of a study about social connection that he called the “small world experiment.” “Given any two people in the world, person X and person Z,” he asked, “how many intermediate acquaintance links are needed before X and Z are connected?” Milgram’s research, which involved sending out a kind of chain letter and tracing its journey to a particular target person, yielded an average number of 5.5 connections. The idea that we are all connected by “six degrees of separation” (a phrase later popularized by playwright John Guare) is now conventional wisdom.

But is it true? Duncan J. Watts, a professor at Columbia University and author of Six Degrees: The Science of a Connected Age, has embarked on a new small world project to test Milgram’s theory. Similar in spirit to Milgram’s work, it relies on e-mail to determine whether “any two people in the world can be connected via ‘six degrees of separation.’” Unlike Milgram’s experiment, which was restricted to the United States, Watts’s project is global; as he and his colleagues reported in Science, “Targets included a professor at an Ivy League university, an archival inspector in Estonia, a technology consultant in India, a policeman in Australia, and a veterinarian in the Norwegian army.” Their early results suggest that Milgram might have been right: messages reached their targets in five to seven steps, on average. Other social networking theorists are equally optimistic about the smallness of our wireless world. In Linked: The New Science of Networks, Albert-László Barabási enthuses, “The world is shrinking because social links that would have died out a hundred years ago are kept alive and can be easily activated. The number of social links an individual can actively maintain has increased dramatically, bringing down the degrees of separation. Milgram estimated six,” Barabási writes. “We could be much closer these days to three.”

What kind of “links” are these? In a 1973 essay, “The Strength of Weak Ties,” sociologist Mark Granovetter argued that weaker relationships, such as those we form with colleagues at work or minor acquaintances, were more useful in spreading certain kinds of information than networks of close friends and family. Watts found a similar phenomenon in his online small world experiment: weak ties (largely professional ones) were more useful than strong ties for locating far-flung individuals, for example.

Today’s online social networks are congeries of mostly weak ties—no one who lists thousands of “friends” on MySpace thinks of those people in the same way as he does his flesh-and-blood acquaintances, for example. It is surely no coincidence, then, that the activities social networking sites promote are precisely the ones weak ties foster, like rumor-mongering, gossip, finding people, and tracking the ever-shifting movements of popular culture and fad. If this is our small world, it is one that gives its greatest attention to small things.

Even more intriguing than the actual results of Milgram’s small world experiment—our supposed closeness to each other—was the swiftness and credulity of the public in embracing those results. But as psychologist Judith Kleinfeld found when she delved into Milgram’s research (much of which was methodologically flawed and never adequately replicated), entrenched barriers of race and social class undermine the idea that we live in a small world. Computer networks have not removed those barriers. As Watts and his colleagues conceded in describing their own digital small world experiment, “more than half of all participants resided in North America and were middle class, professional, college educated, and Christian.”
Nevertheless, our need to believe in the possibility of a small world and in the power of connection is strong, as evidenced by the popularity and proliferation of contemporary online social networks. Perhaps the question we should be asking isn’t how closely are we connected, but rather what kinds of communities and friendships are we creating?

Won’t You Be My Digital Neighbor?

According to a survey recently conducted by the Pew Internet and American Life Project, more than half of all Americans between the ages of twelve and seventeen use some online social networking site. Indeed, media coverage of social networking sites usually describes them as vast teenage playgrounds—or wastelands, depending on one’s perspective. Central to this narrative is a nearly unbridgeable generational divide, with tech-savvy youngsters redefining friendship while their doddering elders look on with bafflement and increasing anxiety. This seems anecdotally correct; I can’t count how many times I have mentioned social networking websites to someone over the age of forty and received the reply, “Oh yes, I’ve heard about that
MyFace! All the kids are doing that these days. Very interesting!”

Numerous articles have chronicled adults’ attempts to navigate the world of social networking, such as the recent New York Times essay in which columnist Michelle Slatalla described the incredible embarrassment she caused her teenage daughter when she joined Facebook: “everyone in the whole world thinks its super creepy when adults have facebooks,” her daughter instant-messaged her. “unfriend paige right now. im serious.... i will be soo mad if you dont unfriend paige right now. actually.” In fact, social networking sites are not only for the young. More than half of the visitors to MySpace claim to be over the age of 35. And now that the first generation of college Facebook users have graduated, and the site is open to all, more than half of Facebook users are no longer students. What’s more, the proliferation of niche social networking sites, including those aimed at adults, suggests that it is not only teenagers who will nurture relationships in virtual space for the foreseeable future.

What characterizes these online communities in which an increasing number of us are spending our time? Social networking sites have a peculiar psychogeography. As researchers at the Pew project have noted, the proto-social networking sites of a decade ago used metaphors of place to organize their members: people were linked through virtual cities, communities, and homepages. In 1997, GeoCities boasted thirty virtual “neighborhoods” in which “homesteaders” or “GeoCitizens” could gather—“Heartland” for family and parenting tips, “SouthBeach” for socializing, “Vienna” for classical music aficionados, “Broadway” for theater buffs, and so on. By contrast, today’s social networking sites organize themselves around metaphors of the person, with individual profiles that list hobbies and interests. As a result, one’s entrée into this world generally isn’t through a virtual neighborhood or community but through the revelation of personal information. And unlike a neighborhood, where one usually has a general knowledge of others who live in the area, social networking sites are gatherings of deracinated individuals, none of whose personal boastings and musings are necessarily trustworthy. Here, the old arbiters of community—geographic location, family, role, or occupation—have little effect on relationships.

Also, in the offline world, communities typically are responsible for enforcing norms of privacy and general etiquette. In the online world, which is unfettered by the boundaries of real-world communities, new etiquette challenges abound. For example, what do you do with a “friend” who posts inappropriate comments on your Wall? What recourse do you have if someone posts an embarrassing picture of you on his MySpace page? What happens when a friend breaks up with someone—do you defriend the ex? If someone “friends” you and you don’t accept the overture, how serious a rejection is it? Some of these scenarios can be resolved with split-second snap judgments; others can provoke days of agonizing.

Enthusiasts of social networking argue that these sites are not merely entertaining; they also edify by teaching users about the rules of social space. As Danah Boyd, a graduate student studying social networks at the University of California, Berkeley, told the authors of MySpace Unraveled, social networking promotes “informal learning.... It’s where you learn social norms, rules, how to interact with others, narrative, personal and group history, and media literacy.” This is more a hopeful assertion than a proven fact, however. The question that isn’t asked is how the technology itself—the way it encourages us to present ourselves and interact—limits or imposes on that process of informal learning. All communities expect their members to internalize certain norms. Even individuals in the transient communities that form in public spaces obey these rules, for the most part; for example, patrons of libraries are expected to keep noise to a minimum. New technologies are challenging such norms—cell phones ring during church sermons; blaring televisions in doctors’ waiting rooms make it difficult to talk quietly—and new norms must develop to replace the old. What cues are young, avid social networkers learning about social space? What unspoken rules and communal norms have the millions of participants in these online social networks internalized, and how have these new norms influenced their behavior in the offline world?

Social rules and norms are not merely the strait-laced conceits of a bygone era; they serve a protective function. I know a young woman—attractive, intelligent, and well-spoken—who, like many other people in their twenties, joined Facebook as a college student when it launched. When she and her boyfriend got engaged, they both updated their relationship status to “Engaged” on their profiles and friends posted congratulatory messages on her Wall.

But then they broke off the engagement. And a funny thing happened. Although she had already told a few friends and family members that the relationship was over, her ex decided to make it official in a very twenty-first century way: he changed his status on his profile from “Engaged” to “Single.” Facebook immediately sent out a feed to every one of their mutual “friends” announcing the news, “Mr. X and Ms. Y are no longer in a relationship,” complete with an icon of a broken heart. When I asked the young woman how she felt about this, she said that although she assumed her friends and acquaintances would eventually hear the news, there was something disconcerting about the fact that everyone found out about it instantaneously; and since the message came from Facebook, rather than in a face-to-face exchange initiated by her, it was devoid of context—save for a helpful notation of the time and that tacky little heart.
Indecent Exposure

Enthusiasts praise social networking for presenting chances for identity-play; they see opportunities for all of us to be little Van Goghs and Warhols, rendering quixotic and ever-changing versions of ourselves for others to enjoy. Instead of a palette of oils, we can employ services such as PimpMySpace.org, which offers “layouts, graphics, background, and more!” to gussy up an online presentation of self, albeit in a decidedly raunchy fashion: Among the most popular graphics used by PimpMySpace clients on a given day in June 2007 were short video clips of two women kissing and another of a man and an obese woman having sex; a picture of a gleaming pink handgun; and an image of the cartoon character SpongeBob SquarePants, looking alarmed and uttering a profanity.

This kind of coarseness and vulgarity is commonplace on social networking sites for a reason: it’s an easy way to set oneself apart. Pharaohs and kings once celebrated themselves by erecting towering statues or, like the emperor Augustus, placing their own visages on coins. But now, as the insightful technology observer Jaron Lanier has written, “Since there are only a few archetypes, ideals, or icons to strive for in comparison to the vastness of instances of everything online, quirks and idiosyncrasies stand out better than grandeur in this new domain. I imagine Augustus’ MySpace page would have pictured him picking his nose.” And he wouldn’t be alone. Indeed, this is one of the characteristics of MySpace most striking to anyone who spends a few hours trolling its millions of pages: it is an overwhelmingly dull sea of monotonous uniqueness, of conventional individuality, of distinctive sameness.

The world of online social networking is practically homogenous in one other sense, however diverse it might at first appear: its users are committed to self-exposure. The creation and conspicuous consumption of intimate details and images of one’s own and others’ lives is the main activity in the online social networking world. There is no room for reticence; there is only revelation. Quickly peruse a profile and you know more about a potential acquaintance in a moment than you might have learned about a flesh-and-blood friend in a month. As one college student recently described to the New York Times Magazine: “You might run into someone at a party, and then you Facebook them: what are their interests? Are they crazy-religious, is their favorite quote from the Bible? Everyone takes great pains over presenting themselves. It’s like an embodiment of your personality.”

It seems that in our headlong rush to join social networking sites, many of us give up one of the Internet’s supposed charms: the promise of anonymity. As Michael Kinsley noted in Slate, in order to “stake their claims as unique individuals,” users enumerate personal information: “Here is a list of my friends. Here are all the CDs in my collection. Here is a picture of my dog.” Kinsley is not impressed; he judges these sites “vast celebrations of solipsism.”

Social networkers, particularly younger users, are often naïve or ill-informed about the amount of information they are making publicly available. “One cannot help but marvel at the amount, detail, and nature of the personal information some users provide, and ponder how informed this information sharing can be,” Carnegie Mellon researchers Alessandro Acquisti and Ralph Gross wrote in 2006. In a survey of Facebook users at their university, Acquisti and Gross “detected little or no relation between participants’ reported privacy attitudes and their likelihood” of publishing personal information online. Even among the students in the survey who claimed to be most concerned about their privacy—the ones who worried about “the scenario in which a stranger knew their schedule of classes and where they lived”—about 40 percent provided their class schedule on Facebook, about 22 percent put their address on Facebook, and almost 16 percent published both.

This kind of carelessness has provided fodder for many sensationalist news stories. To cite just one: In 2006, NBC’s Dateline featured a police officer posing as a 19-year-old boy who was new in town. Although not grounded in any particular local community, the imposter quickly gathered more than 100 friends for his MySpace profile and began corresponding with several teenage girls. Although the girls claimed to be careful about the kind of information they posted online, when Dateline revealed that their new friend was actually an adult male who had figured out their names and where they lived, they were surprised. The danger posed by strangers who use social networking sites to prey on children is real; there have been several such cases. This danger was highlighted in July 2007 when MySpace booted from its system 29,000 sex offenders who had signed up for memberships using their real names. There is no way of knowing how many sex offenders have MySpace accounts registered under fake names.

There are also professional risks to putting too much information on social networking sites, just as for several years there have been career risks associated with personal homepages and blogs. A survey conducted in 2006 by researchers at the University of Dayton found that “40 percent of employers say they would consider the Facebook profile of a potential employee as part of their hiring decision, and several reported rescinding offers after checking out Facebook.” Yet college students’ reaction to this fact suggests that they have a different understanding of privacy than potential employers: 42 percent thought it was a violation of privacy for employers to peruse their profiles, and “64 percent of students said employers should not consider Facebook profiles during the hiring process.”

This is a quaintly Victorian notion of privacy, embracing the idea that individuals should be able to compartmentalize and parcel out parts of their personalities in different settings. It suggests that even behavior of a decidedly questionable or hypocritical bent (the Victorian patriarch who also cavorts with prostitutes, for example, or the straight-A business major who posts picture of himself funneling beer on his MySpace page) should be tolerated if appropriately segregated. But when one’s darker side finds expression in a virtual space, privacy becomes more difficult and true compartmentalization nearly impossible; on the Internet, private misbehavior becomes public exhibitionism.

In many ways, the manners and mores that have already developed in the world of online social networking suggest that these sites promote gatherings of what psychiatrist Robert Jay Lifton has called “protean selves.” Named after Proteus, the Greek sea god of many forms, the protean self evinces “mockery and self-mockery, irony, absurdity, and humor.” (Indeed, the University of Dayton survey found that “23 percent [of students] said they intentionally misrepresented themselves [on Facebook] to be funny or as a joke.”) Also, Lifton argues, “the emotions of the protean self tend to be free-floating, not clearly tied to cause or target.” So, too, with protean communities: “Not just individual emotions but communities as well may be free-floating,” Lifton writes, “removed geographically and embraced temporarily and selectively, with no promise of permanence.” This is precisely the appeal of online social networking. These sites make certain kinds of connections easier, but because they are governed not by geography or community mores but by personal whim, they free users from the responsibilities that tend to come with membership in a community. This fundamentally changes the tenor of the relationships that form there, something best observed in the way social networks treat friendship.

The New Taxonomy of Friendship

There is a Spanish proverb that warns, “Life without a friend is death without a witness.” In the world of online social networking, the warning might be simpler: “Life without hundreds of online ‘friends’ is virtual death.” On these sites, friendship is the stated raison d’être. “A place for friends,” is the slogan of MySpace. Facebook is a “social utility that connects people with friends.” Orkut describes itself as “an online community that connects people through a network of trusted friends.” Friendster’s name speaks for itself.

But “friendship” in these virtual spaces is thoroughly different from real-world friendship. In its traditional sense, friendship is a relationship which, broadly speaking, involves the sharing of mutual interests, reciprocity, trust, and the revelation of intimate details over time and within specific social (and cultural) contexts. Because friendship depends on mutual revelations that are concealed from the rest of the world, it can only flourish within the boundaries of privacy; the idea of public friendship is an oxymoron.

The hypertext link called “friendship” on social networking sites is very different: public, fluid, and promiscuous, yet oddly bureaucratized. Friendship on these sites focuses a great deal on collecting, managing, and ranking the people you know. Everything about MySpace, for example, is designed to encourage users to gather as many friends as possible, as though friendship were philately. If you are so unfortunate as to have but one MySpace friend, for example, your page reads: “You have 1 friends,” along with a stretch of sad empty space where dozens of thumbnail photos of your acquaintances should appear.

This promotes a form of frantic friend procurement. As one young Facebook user with 800 friends told John Cassidy in The New Yorker, “I always find the competitive spirit in me wanting to up the number.” An associate dean at Purdue University recently boasted to the Christian Science Monitor that since establishing a Facebook profile, he had collected more than 700 friends. The phrase universally found on MySpace is, “Thanks for the add!”—an acknowledgment by one user that another has added you to his list of friends. There are even services like FriendFlood.com that act as social networking pimps: for a fee, they will post messages on your page from an attractive person posing as your “friend.” As the founder of one such service told the New York Times in February 2007, he wanted to “turn cyberlosers into social-networking magnets.”

The structure of social networking sites also encourages the bureaucratization of friendship. Each site has its own terminology, but among the words that users employ most often is “managing.” The Pew survey mentioned earlier found that “teens say social networking sites help them manage their friendships.” There is something Orwellian about the management-speak on social networking sites: “Change My Top Friends,” “View All of My Friends” and, for those times when our inner Stalins sense the need for a virtual purge, “Edit Friends.” With a few mouse clicks one can elevate or downgrade (or entirely eliminate) a relationship.

To be sure, we all rank our friends, albeit in unspoken and intuitive ways. One friend might be a good companion for outings to movies or concerts; another might be someone with whom you socialize in professional settings; another might be the kind of person for whom you would drop everything if he needed help. But social networking sites allow us to rank our friends publicly. And not only can we publicize our own preferences in people, but we can also peruse the favorites among our other acquaintances. We can learn all about the friends of our friends—often without having ever met them in person.

Status-Seekers

Of course, it would be foolish to suggest that people are incapable of making distinctions between social networking “friends” and friends they see in the flesh. The use of the word “friend” on social networking sites is a dilution and a debasement, and surely no one with hundreds of MySpace or Facebook “friends” is so confused as to believe those are all real friendships. The impulse to collect as many “friends” as possible on a MySpace page is not an expression of the human need for companionship, but of a different need no less profound and pressing: the need for status. Unlike the painted portraits that members of the middle class in a bygone era would commission to signal their elite status once they rose in society, social networking websites allow us to create status—not merely to commemorate the achievement of it. There is a reason that most of the MySpace profiles of famous people are fakes, often created by fans: Celebrities don’t need legions of MySpace friends to prove their importance. It’s the rest of the population, seeking a form of parochial celebrity, that does.

But status-seeking has an ever-present partner: anxiety. Unlike a portrait, which, once finished and framed, hung tamely on the wall signaling one’s status, maintaining status on MySpace or Facebook requires constant vigilance. As one 24-year-old wrote in a New York Times essay, “I am obsessed with testimonials and solicit them incessantly. They are the ultimate social currency, public declarations of the intimacy status of a relationship.... Every profile is a carefully planned media campaign.”

The sites themselves were designed to encourage this. Describing the work of B.J. Fogg of Stanford University, who studies “persuasion strategies” used by social networking sites to increase participation, The New Scientist noted, “The secret is to tie the acquisition of friends, compliments and status—spoils that humans will work hard for—to activities that enhance the site.” As Fogg told the magazine, “You offer someone a context for gaining status, and they are going to work for that status.” Network theorist Albert-László Barabási notes that online connection follows the rule of “preferential attachment”—that is, “when choosing between two pages, one with twice as many links as the other, about twice as many people link to the more connected page.” As a result, “while our individual choices are highly unpredictable, as a group we follow strict patterns.” Our lemming-like pursuit of online status via the collection of hundreds of “friends” clearly follows this rule.

What, in the end, does this pursuit of virtual status mean for community and friendship? Writing in the 1980s in Habits of the Heart, sociologist Robert Bellah and his colleagues documented the movement away from close-knit, traditional communities, to “lifestyle enclaves” which were defined largely by “leisure and consumption.” Perhaps today we have moved beyond lifestyle enclaves and into “personality enclaves” or “identity enclaves”—discrete virtual places in which we can be different (and sometimes contradictory) people, with different groups of like-minded, though ever-shifting, friends.

Beyond Networking

This past spring, Len Harmon, the director of the Fischer Policy and Cultural Institute at Nichols College in Dudley, Massachusetts, offered a new course about social networking. Nichols is a small school whose students come largely from Connecticut and Massachusetts; many of them are the first members of their families to attend college. “I noticed a lot of issues involved with social networking sites,” Harmon told me when I asked him why he created the class. How have these sites been useful to Nichols students? “It has relieved some of the stress of transitions for them,” he said. “When abrupt departures occur—their family moves or they have to leave friends behind—they can cope by keeping in touch more easily.”

So perhaps we should praise social networking websites for streamlining friendship the way e-mail streamlined correspondence. In the nineteenth century, Emerson observed that “friendship requires more time than poor busy men can usually command.” Now, technology has given us the freedom to tap into our network of friends when it is convenient for us. “It’s a way of maintaining a friendship without having to make any effort whatsoever,” as a recent graduate of Harvard explained to The New Yorker. And that ease admittedly makes it possible to stay in contact with a wider circle of offline acquaintances than might have been possible in the era before Facebook. Friends you haven’t heard from in years, old buddies from elementary school, people you might have (should have?) fallen out of touch with—it is now easier than ever to reconnect to those people.

But what kind of connections are these? In his excellent book Friendship: An Exposé, Joseph Epstein praises the telephone and e-mail as technologies that have greatly facilitated friendship. He writes, “Proust once said he didn’t much care for the analogy of a book to a friend. He thought a book was better than a friend, because you could shut it—and be shut of it—when you wished, which one can’t always do with a friend.” With e-mail and caller ID, Epstein enthuses, you can. But social networking sites (which Epstein says “speak to the vast loneliness in the world”) have a different effect: they discourage “being shut of” people. On the contrary, they encourage users to check in frequently, “poke” friends, and post comments on others’ pages. They favor interaction of greater quantity but less quality.

This constant connectivity concerns Len Harmon. “There is a sense of, ‘if I’m not online or constantly texting or posting, then I’m missing something,’” he said of his students. “This is where I find the generational impact the greatest—not the use of the technology, but the overuse of the technology.” It is unclear how the regular use of these sites will affect behavior over the long run—especially the behavior of children and young adults who are growing up with these tools. Almost no research has explored how virtual socializing affects children’s development. What does a child weaned on Club Penguin learn about social interaction? How is an adolescent who spends her evenings managing her MySpace page different from a teenager who spends her night gossiping on the telephone to friends? Given that “people want to live their lives online,” as the founder of one social networking site recently told Fast Company magazine, and they are beginning to do so at ever-younger ages, these questions are worth exploring.

The few studies that have emerged do not inspire confidence. Researcher Rob Nyland at Brigham Young University recently surveyed 184 users of social networking sites and found that heavy users “feel less socially involved with the community around them.” He also found that “as individuals use social networking more for entertainment, their level of social involvement decreases.” Another recent study conducted by communications professor Qingwen Dong and colleagues at the University of the Pacific found that “those who engaged in romantic communication over MySpace tend to have low levels of both emotional intelligence and self-esteem.”

The implications of the narcissistic and exhibitionistic tendencies of social networkers also cry out for further consideration. There are opportunity costs when we spend so much time carefully grooming ourselves online. Given how much time we already devote to entertaining ourselves with technology, it is at least worth asking if the time we spend on social networking sites is well spent. In investing so much energy into improving how we present ourselves online, are we missing chances to genuinely improve ourselves?

We should also take note of the trend toward giving up face-to-face for virtual contact—and, in some cases, a preference for the latter. Today, many of our cultural, social, and political interactions take place through eminently convenient technological surrogates—Why go to the bank if you can use the ATM? Why browse in a bookstore when you can simply peruse the personalized selections Amazon.com has made for you? In the same vein, social networking sites are often convenient surrogates for offline friendship and community. In this context it is worth considering an observation that Stanley Milgram made in 1974, regarding his experiments with obedience: “The social psychology of this century reveals a major lesson,” he wrote. “Often it is not so much the kind of person a man is as the kind of situation in which he finds himself that determines how he will act.” To an increasing degree, we find and form our friendships and communities in the virtual world as well as the real world. These virtual networks greatly expand our opportunities to meet others, but they might also result in our valuing less the capacity for genuine connection. As the young woman writing in the Times admitted, “I consistently trade actual human contact for the more reliable high of smiles on MySpace, winks on Match.com, and pokes on Facebook.” That she finds these online relationships more reliable is telling: it shows a desire to avoid the vulnerability and uncertainty that true friendship entails. Real intimacy requires risk—the risk of disapproval, of heartache, of being thought a fool. Social networking websites may make relationships more reliable, but whether those relationships can be humanly satisfying remains to be seen.

Christine Rosen is a senior editor of The New Atlantis and a fellow at the Ethics and Public Policy Center.

The Daily Awesome


This is from my ever-internet savvy friend Austin Hill.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

How to P Standing Up - just some playful liberation

The steps below are no-brainer. Every woman that I know have done this. But I know that with practice, women can stand tall, and point their pee.

Steps:

1. Position yourself over the toilet seat, back to the wall, and facing the door, lift your skirt, and pull down your underwear.

2. Start to sit, but just stand in that position.

3. Relax your body, and allow yourself to urinate fully into the toilet bowl.


4. Use the toilet paper on the wall, and wipe yourself.


5. Pull up your panties, pull your skirt down.


6. Flush and wash your hands.


*Practice and practice! It is easiest when you are in the shower. Expirement with how far to separate your legs, how much to separate your labia and pull upwards, how much to bend your knees.


*Practice starting and ending your urine stream at full force for less spraying.


*Many bathrooms are dirty, which makes it necessary not to want to sit on the toilet seat. Standing up therefore, is the only way for a woman to urinate.

http://www.wikihow.com/Urinate-Standing-up-As-a-Female




Why are we interested about urinating standing up?

Besides of the obvious advantages of speedy procedure, of the no-touch factor with public toilets, of being able to keep your pants on....

Well a lot of the men folks in my family are public urinators. And god damn it! I never accepted the fact that I was a girl back then, and I still feel like I could do what ever they can.

Men pee unabashedly in public on the streets. I shuddered last time when the guy standing next to me at the 16th Street Bart just flipped it out and started urinating. Disgusting. I know a lot of guys are more polite/clean/shy/and well mannered than the type of guys that I'm writing about here, and I don't mean to make a gross generalization... But I just never encountered a woman peeing in the public standing. If I ever do, she will be my HERO!

Why do guys feel like they could do that? Why do us women folks engage in less public peeing? I feel like this is just another territory to explore... just some playful liberation, that's all.

Don't get me wrong... I don't encourage urban public peeing... because that stuff just really stinks.. I don't care if it's good for plants, or if it's 'natural', there's enough disgusting things going through our body that makes pee toxic. and it stinks!

However, I think it's simply, just another skill. If you gotta go..... I guess...

And, there's a number of products you can buy. I don't recommend it. I don't like touching piss. I don't like the idea of touching instruments that touched piss.. well, unless if you're into it... then here are the products.




My Sweet Pee http://www.mysweetpee.com/

TravelMate http://www.travelmateinfo.com/page002.html

Bad PoM #1

This is what I do on a Sunday afternoon sitting in Nomad Cafe, trying desperately to write the next sentence on my thesis... I'm writing a poM instead, too serious to be silly, too silly to be anything else.

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The bounded bodies of theatre of oppressed.
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If the city is a theatre and we are actors performing a very insincere act of life,
then what is the definition of freedom? Truth?
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Is our element.
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We wait for moments when we can step out of our elements.
We wait for moments when we can repay a thousand thanks to our allies.



Thinking about the short words that you drop.
And thinking about the things that ail your heart.
I should listen more,
but instead I write.
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The selfish act of self-discovery
Is not reserved for the privileged,
The wealthy
The artists
The music makers
The careless
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But for whoever desire free will.
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not me, I'm sticking to my script!

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Another Thurseday

http://www.floragrubb.com/index.php
My classmates Kate Lydon and Anton Willis are going to be giving a talk today at Flora Grubb. This is about their dreamy project about lunar sensored lights. It's from 7-9pm at 3rd and Bay View.

http://improvencyclopedia.org/references//Games_for_Actors_and_Non-actors.html
I think tonight is the last night for this free, open air movie. 'The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly"
At Delores Park. 6.15pm.

http://www.365days365plays.com/about.php
Impromptu theatre. At UC Berkeley, and in different parts in Berkeley.

I first found out about this when I was in NYC. Someone had described his encounter with the guerilla actors... (I'm not sure how to spell guerilla in this case... Ian, I'm sure you know..)
He was at an intersection, and noticed these 'actors' on different sides of the streets. He noticed that they were actors because different ones of them would call out, yell out, what not. Very short performances, and they had just departed into separate ways.

Interesting. Anyway, the Bay Area is hosting them too... along with other places in the nation.

A good book to acompany this is Games for Actors and Non-Actors. http://improvencyclopedia.org/references//Games_for_Actors_and_Non-actors.html. They are games to be played by the 'Theatre of the Opressed." Lovely. My Baltimore gang would know that we had participated in a few of the games at gas stations.. Thanks to Mike Smith and David Nishizaki.

Radio DavidByrne.com

wow, it's sooo gooood! good in a bad way, of course. He had just played three of my good ol favorites in a row. Really, I can't disown the fact that I'm from Baltimore. I don't think anybody really can. We all agree that it's a BAAAAAAd place. Even the ones who are still there. But it's really nice that this connection is felt by people like David Byrne. John Waters.

http://davidbyrne.com/radio/index.php

Parliament - Chocolate City
Gavin Friday - Baltimore Whores
Nina Simone - Baltimore
You Can't Catch Me - Chuck Berry

I guess he was driving cross country with his daughter last month. From New York City to LA. I wonder if my mother and I had ever passed him some where in Ohio Turnpike, going the other way.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Po-M




An idea for Modern Dissidence. Attack like you are playing.
Like Yoko Ono's instructional Po-Ms.
A way to remake the city, bit by bit.
Dreaming.
Anti-naming.
Scavenger hunts.
With playing cards.
Regionalism to the micro scale.
Distractions.
Path.
Searches.
Teri Rueb's mode of collaboration is interesting... She would get another artist to make parts of her project. An armature for her salt ball, a railing for her steel sound tube. It's kind of weird. Very hierarchical. Teri's idea/project, -> hire architects/artists to complete parts. It's distinct in the end product which parts were hers and which were the other artists. This can be successful if she micro-manages. This is also an issue of control...
Open authorship.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Bovine Devine

If you believe in Freud, then everybody in your dream is a symbol of yourself. Drawing is kind of like tapping into your subconscious. So I was kind of surprised about what came out in this one. There's a trio. The strong hero, the loved, and the lonely.







Saturday, October 6, 2007

Life of a monk.

-Angry Little Girls.

Kate Millet (b.1934), she is one austere woman. You wouldn't think so, because she's so crazy - moving to Japan with only a few bucks, and staying there for 6 years, protesting, getting arrested, affairs with crazy Japanese artists, like Fumio Yoshimura, protesting Marijuana enforcements at a University lectures. She is a woman of the 60s.

She is as heavy as a boulder, unmoveable, and disciplined. She could have been a cult figure if she was more affluent with pop culture. But she was more about the beatniks - CC-'counter-cultural'.

She regimented her life in Japan. I'm sure she viewed her life as a kind of monastic training. 6 hours of reading, 6 hours of making art, 6 hours of work, 6 hours of eat, sleep, drink and play.
Kate Millet wrote a bunch of books. Most of her writings are hard for me to read, but every word is infused with power.
Sexual Politics - 1970
The Politics of Cruelty - 1994
Mother Millet-2002
One of her artworks was a series of manekin doll legs mounted beside urinals. A commentary on Vietnam War. The correlation between women's body as drainage is a powerful metaphor.
Another writer, David L. Pike used the same metaphor in his article "Sewage Treatments: Vertical Space and Waste in nineteenth-Century Paris and London". Pike compared the stratical social hierarchy of each culture to the city's vertical strata. The powerful elite were associated with the Penthouse, whereas the prostitutes were associated with the sewage that ran beneath the city. Peculiar, because prostitutes don't actually live in sewage systems, but they were linked with the city's drainage system.
I can't really relate to this metaphor of a woman's body. For one thing, it's too simplistic of a model. The article is well done, inspirational, powerful, fluid, but can't buy into it.
Times have changed and we are in a mobile, transient span. It's the new millennium baby. In our modern age, we are not interested in forced regiments, in identity, in authenticity. Rather, fluidity, anxiety, instantaneous gratification, Chinese women with British accents, craigslist, and DIY everything rules the time. Let's steal everything.
Why am I visiting Kate Millet's work? It is regressive?

There is still something very romantic about this hero culture, that had passed. But more than that, it's kind of like a herritage at this point. I am idolizing her free spirit, yet unmoving will. I am part of the camp, of those who are sick of this current culture. I would rather act dumb than to be confrontational - in the new millineum, unlike the 60s, people went to work. And that's what we do at work, we play dumb. We don't have emotions... I'd rather be trouble sometimes.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Eight Miles

Half a mile at a time. Ten minuets worth of beatings.

Exhuming gender myths

Susan Faludi is going to be talking in Berkeley.
http://www.eastbayexpress.com/search/events.php?oid=506598

by Wallace Baine
Sentinel staff writer

Feminist author Susan Faludi was in Europe when a series of suicide bombings struck London in July of 2005, an event known in the U.K. as the "7/7 bombings" What struck her, she said, was the differences in reactions between 7/7 and 9/11.

"They treated it as a criminal action that needed to be investigated and the perpetrators brought to justice and prosecuted. Whereas we treated 9/11 as a judgment on our identity as a nation. Why was that?"

In her new book, "The Terror Dream: Fear and Fantasy in Post-9/11 America," Faludi presents what is sure to be a controversial interpretation on the reaction to the Sept. 11 attacks of the government, the public and, most pointedly, the news media. The 9/11 attacks, she said, uncovered a deeply buried national myth of gender roles that harkens back to the American experience settling the New World. In other words, 9/11 exhumed a primal American impulse to go back to an era where men were rescuers and women damsels in distress.

"It was almost as if we fell into some kind of fever dream," said Faludi, the author of "Backlash: The Undeclared War Against American Women," who will speak Wednesday, Oct. 3 at the Capitola Book Cafe.

"Our pundits and politicians seemed frantic to re-enact this drama out of the old frontier. There was all this cowboy rhetoric coming out of the White House: 'Wanted: Dead or Alive' and 'We're going to smoke 'em out.' There were pundits from the Atlantic Monthly to the Wall Street Journal to ABC talking about how the War on Terror was really about 'taming the frontier and fighting the Indians.' The media proclaimed that this was a return to the era of John Wayne manhood. It was almost a reflex reaction, like when you hit someone's knee and it jumps up"
The New York-born Faludi won the Pulitzer Prize in 1991 and has written widely on gender stereotypes and their effects on both men and women. Her analysis on the immediate post-9/11 period focuses not on the dynamics of international terrorism, but of a media campaign — mostly subconscious, she says — to turn back feminism.

She touches on everything from cultural obsessions in the months following the attacks to an extended interpretation of American history in the 200 years before and around the founding of the U.S. Her most pointed criticisms are aimed at the news media, which, she said, perpetuated ideas with little or no basis in fact.

"After 9/11, there were all these stories in the media that 9/11 was going to cause single women to rush to the wedding altar. Working women were going to return to homemaking. Then, on the flip side, we were going to return to the age of the manly man, and all that wimpy, new-age sensitive man stuff was out. It was almost as if 9/11 were some kind of referendum on our sexual politics"

But the linchpin of her argument is the story of former Pvt. Jessica Lynch, who overnight became a symbol of the Iraq War. In April 2003, according to military and media reports, Lynch was rescued by a special assault unit from an Iraqi hospital where she was being treated for serious injuries as a result of her capture. A book published soon after even alleged that she was raped. Since then, much of that story has been discredited or disputed, even by Lynch herself in testimony before Congress earlier this year.

Behind the Jessica Lynch story, claims Faludi in her book, is a notion that women must conform to roles in which they play objects of protection. "It wasn't enough just to tell the story of an American soldier who was captured and injured and taken to a hospital and ultimately returned. Instead, we had to turn it into this parable of our national myth. It's the story we gravitate to, the all-American story we want to tell: fragile, young, blonde girl who is rescued by big strapping guys in uniform. The myth of the helpless, rescued girl is really important to us and we cling to it no matter what the facts are"

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Past N sanity




A window without a view...









Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Buddhist Monk on Drawing.

He taught me today that to draw, is to draw from the structure first.

First: Plan.
Second: Section.
Third: Detail.
Then elevation last.

Foundation plan first,then go upwards though the building. Strada by strada.

So simple. So archaic. It's beautiful.

I only know how to draw the skin.




The Greek were obsessed with the body, the cloth that draped over the statues always accentuated the body underneath, whereas the Hindu statues were always about the skin. The Hindu statues depicted voluptuous bodies, but did not care about the structure, the bones and the muscles... The bodies were so round, it was all about the smoothness of the skin.

The Greeks always drew the structure from outside. From the skin inwards.

I don't know what it's like to draw from the structure outward. It seems false... Something too obvious to draw the structure.

Gordon Matta Clark. Draw a section to understand the structure. Drawing is cutting to him.

Rem Koolhas interchanged plans and sections. He liberated sections. The free section... not the free plan.

Layering - Plans - inside to outside - self to society - introversion to extraversion
Cutting - Section - 6th dimension - time - performance.

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Collect Allies to dream with.

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Collect your past work. And re-present them. All of them. It reminds you of where you come from.

Can I get my past rantings? Where did they go?

Finish your thesis. I want my thesis to be a mix of reality and dream. Magical Realism. Sometimes it's more potent than reality. Make sure you've got your present research right, not just historical things. It needs to be composed in a fluid way. It'll have to be punched out, in a non-organized way.

Exhibit that shit. Display all dirty underwear. Alchemy of Architecture. Whatever that means. Get the book, document it.

Exhibit Drawing Sets. Two sets. - do a solo show. compose the environment. think of the drawings as clothing for the guests to wear. wine.

Models - get in the habit of making more. Leave work at designated time. Come home and do your work. Play with friends on your spare time.

Exhibit: technology. museum quality. meena's not going to do cafe shows any more. maybe it's time for me to be a bit more choosy too. aim for something higher.

OUT! in a year. think about next summer. Artist in Residence-SWARM-a free studio space, Volunteer,

Write! It's the only way you are going to be able to compose your thoughts. Write for online magazines on architecture and art and body.

Look for people to help you. Hire models. Hire craftsmen. I don't have to do everything. If I cannot do something, find someone who can. Move. Keep moving.

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:::::: Because I am an innate exhibitionist, half of the pages will be an open book of a mix of interests, influences, and what nots. jibber jabber.

:::::: Because I desire to be a professional. The other half will be a published list.



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