it’s funny- not ha, ha funny, but, like, oh the whims of life funny (which is, maybe, really just an optimistic spin on super depressing)- how you can study culture for ages and then still be surprised by it.
still be like, oh look at this gross thing i’ve seen! yay cultural analysis and phd-level thinking! huzzah! and not realize that, in seeing that gross thing that one time, you will now be seeing that gross thing EVERYWHERE ALL OF THE TIME. because that is how culture works and this gross thing is now something you’ve trained your eyes to see.
remember those magic eye posters in the 90s? where if you squinted hard enough at a mosaic of 1000 pictures of al gore or marilyn monroe, a dolphin would emerge.
i could never see the dolphin.
i’ve always resented that so i tend to lean heavily on this metaphor to boast about the things i can see.
it’s small consolation. honestly, sometimes i’d rather have just seen the dolphin.
that is all a wind up to the buffet at which we find ourselves, in the neighborhood to which i never wanted to go. we have been here before. and before. and a few times after that as well. (if you are like, oline, wtf are you talking about, go forth, catch up, come back. i do not have the energy to recap.)
lest this give you the impression that i love this party, let me be clear: i do not. i am tired of these leftovers. i would like to go home.
such was the nature of 2018 that i- a woman with her good ear perpetually to the ground of celebrity gossip- TOTALLY DID NOT KNOW THIS.
not until, like, now. when i was reading an essay on memphis music and thought biography.com wasn’t enough of a credible source and wondered if there were any biographies of j.tim to recommend to this student and then………. LO.
on 29 october 2018, hindsight & all the things i can’t see in front of me apparently came into the world.
and then, a blessed 144 days of my not knowing this detail later, hindsight & all the things i can’t see in front of me came into my world. Continue reading →