Where were you while we were gettin' high?
I keep returning to music of the 1990s. I don't know why, I guess it is just part of that cyclical nature of things. The way the 2000s were obsessed with the 1980s, and the 1990s with the 1970s, and the 1980s with the 1960s...everything seems to have a sort of 20 year time-span. We react against the past, because it is all we have.Well, all I ever have.
I have a bad tendency to try to generalize my life experiences onto other people. While in many ways I am a caricature, some sort of archetypal asshole, my experiences still carry a uniqueness to them --at least that is what I tell myself to get through most days.
A bit of dialog that sums up much of my current angst:
Royal: I've always been considered an asshole for about as long as I can remember. That's just my style. But I'd really feel blue if I didn't think you were going to forgive me.
Henry Sherman: I don't think you're an asshole, Royal. I just think you're kind of a son of a bitch.
Royal: Well, I really appreciate that.
I am an asshole, unfortunately. Maybe I can learn something, from that man who tried to patch up his life and ends up dying. Of course, Royal Tenenbaum is a work of fiction and I am, for better or for worse, real, live, living flesh.
I don't know. I say that a lot, just like I used to always say "that's great" back in 2009 and 2010. It's better than Dalton-Amesing you to death, I suppose.
I'm torn lately, between the notion of history as being in the field of the Humanities or as being a Social Science. I get this sort of tension about it because, I want History to be repeatable, to be a delicate science that can be captured and repeated. On the other hand, I worry about it being just like Literature --subject to the whims of the times, always imprecise, asking more questions than it can answer. And, in the worst, most-far out there analysis, as the possibility being completely anarchic.
I don't want it to be anarchic, but I don't want it to be a rigid science, either.
I wish things made sense.
Also: I need to really start going through the backlogs and tagging old entries. I started tagging 2003 entries at one point, I flirted with tags in '05 and '06, and have been using them since '07 more or less, but without any degree of consistency.
I wish I had something new to say, but alas, everyday is like Sunday, everyday is silent and grey...or is it gray? I always forget.
I have a bad tendency to try to generalize my life experiences onto other people. While in many ways I am a caricature, some sort of archetypal asshole, my experiences still carry a uniqueness to them --at least that is what I tell myself to get through most days.
A bit of dialog that sums up much of my current angst:
Royal: I've always been considered an asshole for about as long as I can remember. That's just my style. But I'd really feel blue if I didn't think you were going to forgive me.
Henry Sherman: I don't think you're an asshole, Royal. I just think you're kind of a son of a bitch.
Royal: Well, I really appreciate that.
I am an asshole, unfortunately. Maybe I can learn something, from that man who tried to patch up his life and ends up dying. Of course, Royal Tenenbaum is a work of fiction and I am, for better or for worse, real, live, living flesh.
I don't know. I say that a lot, just like I used to always say "that's great" back in 2009 and 2010. It's better than Dalton-Amesing you to death, I suppose.
I'm torn lately, between the notion of history as being in the field of the Humanities or as being a Social Science. I get this sort of tension about it because, I want History to be repeatable, to be a delicate science that can be captured and repeated. On the other hand, I worry about it being just like Literature --subject to the whims of the times, always imprecise, asking more questions than it can answer. And, in the worst, most-far out there analysis, as the possibility being completely anarchic.
I don't want it to be anarchic, but I don't want it to be a rigid science, either.
I wish things made sense.
Also: I need to really start going through the backlogs and tagging old entries. I started tagging 2003 entries at one point, I flirted with tags in '05 and '06, and have been using them since '07 more or less, but without any degree of consistency.
I wish I had something new to say, but alas, everyday is like Sunday, everyday is silent and grey...or is it gray? I always forget.