I’m not getting “festive” for the “season”

I see no point. This isn’t some sort of passive-aggressive admonition. I’m not calling on the rest of you to stop gluing tinsel to your car’s radio antenna, or to cancel the Bukovel skiing-and-pills-and-champagne plans, or whatever. I’m not going to lecture anyone about the economy. I don’t care if wreaths are tacky. I likeContinue reading “I’m not getting “festive” for the “season””

“Do you like being unhappy?” “Do you like the fact that rain is wet?”

No one single instant of it was unendurable. Here was a second right here: he endured it. What was undealable-with was the thought of all the instants all lined up and stretching ahead, glittering… – David Foster Wallace. Someone asked me recently if I “like” being unhappy. It’s a strange and, at the same time,Continue reading ““Do you like being unhappy?” “Do you like the fact that rain is wet?””

Monday Music: the vague stab at Europop/the shadow of the past edition

Because Safiya has been on my case about this (she’s been on my case about lots of things, which is nice of her), this Monday Music edition will feature some electronic and not so electronic Euro-poppery. With special thanks to Helen. Starry Eyed (Jakwob remix) – Ellie Goulding Triangle Walks (Rex the Dog remix) –Continue reading “Monday Music: the vague stab at Europop/the shadow of the past edition”

Depression: at the Black Gate with Anton Chekhov and Leroy Jenkins

I admire Chekhov, and not just for his writing, and not just because he was startlingly hot either. To paraphrase Ivan Bunin, Chekhov was not a little bitch. Even when he knew he was dying from TB, he didn’t whine hysterically from the pages of Russian literary journals. He didn’t ask his readers for hugs.Continue reading “Depression: at the Black Gate with Anton Chekhov and Leroy Jenkins”

From a feminine feminist: dear Ashley, it’s not my magical mesh panties that make me happy

There’s lots to cringe at over at the Sense & Sexuality blog, but this particular essay jumped out at me. Of course, it’s not like I haven’t heard the same thing over and over again: “you’re trying to have it all and hence you’re unhappy,” “gender equality kills romance,” “porn is SATAN – and yourContinue reading “From a feminine feminist: dear Ashley, it’s not my magical mesh panties that make me happy”