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I have developed a manifesto-sized idea and am about to blog it out. You have been warned. Long essays making a large cultural point can't be sold and published conventionally unless the author is a respected and eminent intellectual or a rock 'n' roll star. Those who can, do; those who aren't, blog.
This may fizzle or may be several essays; I'm not sure where I'm going to pinch off the blog yet. Because of TL;DR in this post-literate medium I present some bullet points below for those who aren't going to plow through the thing.
But sometimes an idea just arrives and possesses me. This one has sat on me for years, and is at the root of a troublesome fiction project that won't budge. Tormenting my small audience with an unsaleable vanity-press think piece is the best I can do with it right now.
Further material in this series will be tagged "ironyproject."
This may fizzle or may be several essays; I'm not sure where I'm going to pinch off the blog yet. Because of TL;DR in this post-literate medium I present some bullet points below for those who aren't going to plow through the thing.
- Irony is worse than dead, it's suicidal.
- Stop celebrating bad art, bad food, and evil. There's a place for enjoying things that are so bad they're good. It isn't the place called "the entire culture." Giving up on quality of any kind has more serious consequences than we might think.
- Phony postmodernism kills. Take the risk of being well-meaning and sincere. A couple of poorly understood Cultural Studies classes does not confer the privilege of detached Godhood.
- Permanent adolescence is no improvement over permanent childhood. Living our lives fully and meaningfully is a duty to others and not just to ourselves.
- Subcultures, fandoms, and gaming worlds are eating a generation of privileged and educated people alive when we could and should be doing well and doing good. Come out of the couch fort and live.
- Cheap fatalism is a crime of privilege. Admitting defeat in advance hurts many, many people less fortunate than we are before it touches us.
But sometimes an idea just arrives and possesses me. This one has sat on me for years, and is at the root of a troublesome fiction project that won't budge. Tormenting my small audience with an unsaleable vanity-press think piece is the best I can do with it right now.
Further material in this series will be tagged "ironyproject."
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Date: 2006-09-15 06:46 pm (UTC)But still looking forward to this series.
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Date: 2006-09-15 07:31 pm (UTC)TWO: THis also made me think of the following excerpt from a Russell Baker column called "Why Being Serious Is Hard". Baker goes on to provide a list of solem and serious things (while admitting his essay is solemn).
By his terms, ironic detachment is solemn, satire and the original definition of irony is serious.
Taste can be serious or solemn, but letting one's taste be defined only by one's idea of fashion and cutural posturing is solemn.
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The distinction between serious and being solemn seems to be vanishing among Americans, just as surely as the distinction between "now" and "presently" and the distinction between liberty and making a mess.
Being solemn is easy, being serious is hard. You probably have to be born serious, or at least go through and interesting childhood. Children almost always begin by being serious, which is what makes them so entertaining when compared to adults as a class.
Adults, on the whole, are solemn. The transition from seriousness to solemnity occurs in adolescence, a period when nature, for reasons of her own, plunges people into foolish frivolity. During this period the organism struggle to regain dignity by recovering childhood’s genius for seriousness...one cannot go on toward eternity without some flimsy attempt at dignity. Adolescence will not do. One must at least make the effort to resume childhood’s lost seriousness, and so with the best of intentions, one tries his best, only to end up being vastly, uninterestingly solemn.
-Russell Baker
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Date: 2006-09-15 07:55 pm (UTC)DOS: yes, similar. the key word is "adolescence". that's helpful; thank you.
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Date: 2006-09-16 12:07 am (UTC)I'm looking forward to this.
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Date: 2006-09-15 08:08 pm (UTC)what this guy calls "serious" and "solemn", he
called "sincere" and "serious" (respectively! sic!).
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Date: 2006-09-15 07:37 pm (UTC)Excellently put.
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Date: 2006-09-15 08:19 pm (UTC)Also maybe this will inspire me to finally write the thing about similar shit (thing about similar shit being the official industry jargon) that I've been threatening to write for foreverrr.
pandalove
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Date: 2006-09-15 08:58 pm (UTC)THANK. YOU.
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Date: 2006-09-15 10:54 pm (UTC)The former is unlikely and the latter would be a literary first for you, and therefore very unlikely.
(This is not platitude, nor is it (only) intended as encouragement. It's agreeing that such an essay is needed, and that you are probably more qualified than most to write it. It may not meet your standards, but it will likely exceed most others' - which, of course, is the writer's curse.)
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Date: 2006-09-15 11:31 pm (UTC)Thank You! I was beginning to wonder if I was the last human on Earth that didn't feel like I was tragically hip/sufficiently doomed enough to live in the 21st Century. Perhaps at some point I'll rat out my Lit professor from last semester on this score...
mojo sends
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