628660 old dogs new tricks old tricks new dogs

Apr 13, 2009 18:16

there's a little kid named 4 PoundZ who does rap who appears to operate out of his kid sister's bedroom somewhere in Chicago, whom th Youtube commentators love to crucify. "Those aren't my Barbies. They're my sister's," he rebuts, and even in 2009 -- 18 years after I signed up for my first e-mail address, innocently -- it is a moment of profound ( Read more... )

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yes i m v slowly reading capacity lostcosmonaut April 15 2009, 13:41:21 UTC
to me, "those who act/those who write" is an interesting generalization that is true by percentage but whose exceptions are too numerous to ignore

For instance, I take it for granted that many books by Great People are ghostwritten; we don't call them ghosts for nothing. It's a matter of pragmatism more than anything else, I think. Good writing takes a lot of time to do, and getting good @ writing (as w/ getting good @ anything) takes a lot of practice time, and all that time is time that could be spent getting good @ something else.

I didn't mean to imply that non-Christians don't have powerful stories of their own. Th way I see it, anyone who's human is pretty much required to have a story or three to power them through th day. Th "collective state" story is sucky in my opinion because it requires too much indoctrination; it doesn't tell/sell/propel itself, th way capitalism does. Mohammed is a stronger case, as proven by everyone willing to blow themselves up for it, but as an ignorant Westerner I have to admit: "I don't get it."

I meant to address some people's puzzlement, especially those who play for Team Science, that Christianity even still exists -- that this strange, unreasonable tale of a zombie saviour is what many profess to live their lives by; and I submit that its strangeness is part of its whole dramatic appeal. Last year I got heavily into th double-slit experiment (you might recall), and a large part of my fascination was simply that I couldn't make sense of it -- still can't -- so instead of making sense, I told and re-told it to myself.

Which is exactly th same as th magick of a good story.--mza.

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