cathboblet agreed to interview me!!
Jun. 6th, 2003 12:54 pm1) How comfortable are you with generalities -- lumping people together (not necessarily out of prejudice) by gender, sex, geography, health, race etc? For example, does the question 'how well do you understand the opposite sex' have any currency for you? Why or why not?
I am pretty much okay with it... I guess because I take it as read that they are only generalities, riddled with exceptions, et al... they're a useful shorthand for providing a context for interesting ideas... anyone who takes them more seriously than that is potentially phuct...
Besides, human intelligence is hard-wired to find and perceive patterns... to detect similarities and make use of them... it's the essence of our cognitive processes... to decry us for seeing a common pattern in something is like criticizing us for using oxygen as a crutch -- I mean, it's just how we are, eh? Still and all, generalizing is only one part of being an intelligent being, and on its own is not an excuse for bypassing critical thought. logic, and all those nifty things...
2) You meet someone new and can only interact with that person through art. What piece of art (any medium) by someone else do you use to open the conversation? What piece of art created by yourself do you share to reveal yourself?
I open the conversation with the novel Islandia by Austin Tappan Wright.
And I reveal myself with the zine I published the day after they found Kurt Cobain's body... cuz it's about me almost as much as about him (really)...
3) Are you a desert, mountain, ocean, or river?
Desert: dry, kinda flat and monotone at first glance, not much life going on unless you look real close for a long time... not a lotta parties goin' on here.... yadda yadda... oh, and I'm always too hot. :P
4) You're made to wear fuschia pink for the rest of your life -- nothing but fuschia pink. How does that change your sense of who you are? How you interact with others?
I don't see it affecting much of anything, other than there would always be people asking me "Why do you always wear that color?" and I'd say "Someone made me"... clothes have never been that important to me, all I care is that they are comfortable... if anyone has issues with my outfit beyond that, I figure it's their problem... it'd sure make it easier for me to pick what to wear in the morning, though.
5) You get to be a vegetable, growing in someone's garden. What vegetable are you, and what habitat do you thrive in? Whose fridge do you ultimately hope to end up within?
I am parsley, trying to grow in the shade, tucked behind the trunk of that biiig tree waaay in the back corner there. Ideally I will end up in Dawn French's fridge, she will use me to adorn a late-night sandwich, but at the end she decides not to eat me and just leaves me on the plate on her bedside table... so I get to just stay with her all night... the way I see it, for life to be any better than that, I'd need to be something other than a vegetable...
I am pretty much okay with it... I guess because I take it as read that they are only generalities, riddled with exceptions, et al... they're a useful shorthand for providing a context for interesting ideas... anyone who takes them more seriously than that is potentially phuct...
Besides, human intelligence is hard-wired to find and perceive patterns... to detect similarities and make use of them... it's the essence of our cognitive processes... to decry us for seeing a common pattern in something is like criticizing us for using oxygen as a crutch -- I mean, it's just how we are, eh? Still and all, generalizing is only one part of being an intelligent being, and on its own is not an excuse for bypassing critical thought. logic, and all those nifty things...
2) You meet someone new and can only interact with that person through art. What piece of art (any medium) by someone else do you use to open the conversation? What piece of art created by yourself do you share to reveal yourself?
I open the conversation with the novel Islandia by Austin Tappan Wright.
And I reveal myself with the zine I published the day after they found Kurt Cobain's body... cuz it's about me almost as much as about him (really)...3) Are you a desert, mountain, ocean, or river?
Desert: dry, kinda flat and monotone at first glance, not much life going on unless you look real close for a long time... not a lotta parties goin' on here.... yadda yadda... oh, and I'm always too hot. :P
4) You're made to wear fuschia pink for the rest of your life -- nothing but fuschia pink. How does that change your sense of who you are? How you interact with others?
I don't see it affecting much of anything, other than there would always be people asking me "Why do you always wear that color?" and I'd say "Someone made me"... clothes have never been that important to me, all I care is that they are comfortable... if anyone has issues with my outfit beyond that, I figure it's their problem... it'd sure make it easier for me to pick what to wear in the morning, though.
5) You get to be a vegetable, growing in someone's garden. What vegetable are you, and what habitat do you thrive in? Whose fridge do you ultimately hope to end up within?
I am parsley, trying to grow in the shade, tucked behind the trunk of that biiig tree waaay in the back corner there. Ideally I will end up in Dawn French's fridge, she will use me to adorn a late-night sandwich, but at the end she decides not to eat me and just leaves me on the plate on her bedside table... so I get to just stay with her all night... the way I see it, for life to be any better than that, I'd need to be something other than a vegetable...