I’ve stopped attempting to make a top 5 list of my favorite songs of the year quite some time ago. Instead, I have a running list of songs I’ve loved every year on Spotify. Here is the 2018 list.
I don’t think I’ve listened to this much punk and angry pop music in years. Must be the enraging times we’re living in.
(Featured image: Naked Lunch at Obstwiesenfestival 2018. My favorite show of the year.)
My 9 most-liked images on Instagram of 2018. Seems about right, my year was pretty much dominated by (working next to) Lindau harbor, trips to Kleinwalsertal, Brandnertal, books, and her.
Happy holidays, my friends, may 2019 bring more peace, health, and blog posts.
A recent NPR/PBS NewsHour/Marist poll and the connected article results in what they call a “warning for Democrats: Americans are largely against the country becoming more politically correct.” The question in the poll, like the framing of the article, is.. odd.The full question is:
“In general, are you in favor of the United States becoming more politically correct and like when people are being more sensitive in their comments about others, or are you against the country becoming more politically correct and upset that there are too many things people can’t say anymore?”
Asma Khalid called this a good definition of politcal correctness in the most recent episode of the NPR Politics podcast. I don’t think so. The question is neitehr a fitting definition of politcal correctness nor a neutral one, but rather a definition that at the very least leans towards the use of the term “political correctness” as a right-wing fighting word. It connects “politcal correctness” to censorship.
Not using certain words and supporting certain concepts isn’t about censorship, it’s about not continuing to hurt people.
“In trying to see and hear what professional critics never see and hear, I felt as though I was attending one endless block party. In New York City, Benjamin’s mechanical reproduction has clearly become Baudrillard’s cybernetic apocalyptic ecstasy of communication, in which everything is repeated to the point of meaninglessness. Or is it rather that the massive proliferation of entertainment as compensation, as escape, as the conspicuous consumption of the flattening of history and political consequence, is what urban existence is all about?”
Michelle Wallace “Entertainment Today” (1988)
Viet Thanh Nguyen, Pulitzer Prize winning author of The Sympathizer, comments about John Kelley’s remarks on immigrants:
Convenient amnesia about one’s origins is an all-American trait, since we believe ourselves to be the country in which everyone gets a new beginning.
What some of us also forget is that at nearly every stage of our country’s history, the people who were already established as American citizens found convenient targets to designate as unable to assimilate: the indigenous peoples; conquered Mexicans; slaves; or the newest immigrants, who were usually classified as nonwhite.
So far the most surprising, beautiful sentence in Ta-Nehisi Coates’ We Were Eight Years in Power. It’s about his wife and part of one of the meta-essays that introduce his previously published essays in this collection. Some have aged better than others, but the meta-essays alone are worth the read alone. Man, that guy can write.
The Posh Club has everything: Elvis impersonators, 50 rockabilly, men in braces and cravats, vintage crockery, caberet, and crutches.:
“We’re the only club event in the world where someone was rushed to the hospital because they forgot to take their drugs.”
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
Zora Neale Hurston – Their Eyes Were Watching God