Yup

August 9, 2023

“The anti-capitalist scholar Joel Kovel has gone as far as saying that the US mental health industry has proliferated and grown exponentially because the diagnoses of individual disorders and their treatments are part of the same social process. Writing before the mindfulness boom, Kovel observed that the mental health industry had been handsomely rewarded because of its institutional role in smoothing over and masking the growing contradictions of advanced capitalist societies. This took place despite the lack of much conclusive evidence for treatments, scientific progress or mastery over mental illness and psychological disorders. As Kovel puts it: ‘A purely psychologic view of human difficulties is a handy way of mystifying social reality, and it requires no feat of imagination to comprehend capitalist society would come to reward the psychiatric profession for promoting a special kind of psychological illusion.’

“… Back on the MBSR [Mindfulness-Based Stress Reduction] course, the next exercise was ‘mindful movement,’ or basic yoga. Being more of a Tai Chi practitioner, I sat this one out until they got to the end, a supine posture on the floor. Relaxing, I couldn’t help but think about how mindfulness interventions have a Puritan obsession with controlling emotions, especially anger that is cloaked in new psychological and neuroscientific garb. The labels for dysfunction change over time––immaturity, hysteria, neurasthenia, nervous breakdowns, lack of emotional intelligence, problems of emotional self-regulation, mindlessness––but the fundamental model stays constant, based on a cult of subjectivity.”

Ronald E. Purser, McMindfulness: How Mindfulness Became the New Capitalist Spirituality

Sopranos

June 19, 2023

I watched the Sopranos last summer, after a years-long campaign waged by my husband to convince me to get into it. I liked it a lot, but I wouldn’t say I thought about it terribly often, the way I think about some other shows. Fast forward to last month, when I started rewatching it out of lack of anything better to do, and now I am full-on obsessed. I have come up with no fewer than three thesis ideas for someone majoring in media studies based on the show (DM Siobhan for details), incorporated a long rant I tend to go on about whether or not Tony is a true sociopath into a lengthy essay which will likely never see the light of day, and, my shining moment, read the entire oral history of the Sopranos in less than 24 hours. It’s fine, not life-changing, but interesting enough. Below, a really hilarious interaction––that has nothing to do with the show––between Michael Imperioli (who played Christopher) and Steve Schirripa (who played Bobby).

Steve: I would feel so terrible if I went, killed the deer, and I saw it laying there. I would feel terrible, especially for sport. If people do it, and they eat the food, that’s different.

Michael: If you’re starving, maybe.

Steve: It’s survival. Me, personally, it’s not my thing to kill a rabbit. I won’t kill it, it’s not my thing. Fishing is one thing.

Michael: Why is fishing one thing? Fishing is okay?

Steve: Fishing is okay.

Michael: Why?

Steve: People eat the fish.

Michael: Fish don’t have feelings?

Steve: I don’t know if they do.

Michael: Sure they do. Of course they do, what do you mean? They’re alive.

Steve: Fish cry? When they’re swimming, two of them, and a hook comes out, and gets one of them, the other one is crying?

Michael: When you see a fish on the hook, that fish don’t look so happy to be on that fucking hook. They’re struggling with their last breath to get off it and get back in the water. You don’t think they suffer when they’re hanging on the hook?

Steve: I don’t know if they suffer.

Michael: Look at dolphins, what about dolphins? Dolphins are smarter than humans, you know that, right?

Steve: They’re not smarter than me.

Michael: They communicate telepathically and they’re smarter than human beings.

Steve: I don’t think a dolphin is smart. I’ll take an IQ test.

Michael: You know what else is smarter than humans, they say? Squid. Their DNA is unlike anything else on the planet. They think squids might have come from like a meteor from outer space, their frozen genetic material was on a meteor and landed here.

Steve: What are you doing? Are you doing this to fucking drive me crazy? Do you hear yourself? Octopus from outer space, do you hear what you’re saying?

Public Performance Idea

June 9, 2023

In my twenties, I used to have tons of ideas for public performances, which on occasion I would email people better suited than I was to try to have them come to fruition, always to no avail. There was the time I told Improv Everywhere to stage the dinner party “Day-O” dance scene from Beetlejuice in the basement of the Mercer Kitchen restaurant (they claimed Harry Belafonte wouldn’t grant them rights, which is a lame excuse); or the time I tried valiantly to learn the dance from Bande a Part so I could perform it in a friend’s restaurant (we tried to cast one of the male dancers from Craigslist and actually got a credible dancer almost on board); or the time I basically stalked Nitehawk Theater in Brooklyn to stage a sing-a-long performance of A Muppet Christmas Carol. Honestly I stand by all these ideas, they are GOLD, Jerry.

Well, I had another one the other day, but it turns out I’m a little more sheepish in my middle age about pitching random entities with my schemes, so I hope someone with greater cultural cache than I have runs with this. Years ago, my then-boyfriend and I went to see a performance of There Will Be Blood during which a live orchestra played the soundtrack. (It was also in a really beautiful old theater in Harlem, which meant the ambiance was great too.) Well, considering how much everyone misses Succession, and what a musical masterpiece its theme song is, I think it would be amazing if the group that did the TWBB thing (yes, I make that title into an acronym, the film and I are that close) did a screening of some episodes, or maybe just the finale, with a live orchestra. They’re called Wordless Music and if you have more confidence than I do, definitely hit them up, but I’d love a hat tip if possible.

Monks: They’re Just Like Us

May 28, 2023

From Jamie Kreimer’s The Wandering Mind: What Medieval Monks Tell Us About Distraction.

Graffiti in the Bathroom at the University of Chicago

May 4, 2023

Honestly my favorite part of this might be the rather cliched aside of “You are beautiful *heart*”. Is that person writing to the debaters, or just everyone peeing, or what?

Things That Turn Misty Quigley On

March 15, 2023

Bubble baths

Walks in the rain

Muscular calves

Escalators

Knuckles

Steamed clams (“obviously”)

Is This Findable?!

February 23, 2023

DL: So what kind of stuff were you writing before that movie came out?

DFW: Let’s see, I can remember exactly. Tch tcho tcho tcho thch tcho. I had written––I was taking Old English, and I’d written a story about a village in England, that was all in Old English. And I’d written a long novella that actually ended up coming out in magazine, about a WASP who passes himself off as Jewish. Even with his wife––and is exposed when his wife gets terminal cancer. But both things were basically vehicles for me to show off in various technical ways. Like to do really good, a kind of really good kitschy Jewish voice and dialogue. And it was more like that’s what I want to do, now how can I structure a story so that I can?

Although of Course You End Up Becoming Yourself: A Road Trip With David Foster Wallace by David Lipsky

What I’m Like When Asked to Rate Something Online

January 26, 2023

Obsessed with This Correction

December 26, 2022

Stigma

December 19, 2022

From a book I love, by Erving Goffman:

“Also, it seems possible for an individual to fail to live up to what we effectively demand of him, and yet be relatively untouched by this failure; insulated by his alienation, protected by identity beliefs of his own, he feels that he is a full-fledged normal human being, and that we are the ones who are not quite human. He bears a stigma but does not seem to be impressed or repentant about doing so. This possibility is celebrated in exemplary tales about Mennonites, Gypsies, shameless scoundrels, and very Orthodox Jews.”

I think “shameless scoundrels” is my favorite.