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On being the world's biggest liar
Sometimes, I like to get very technical about my 'practice' ... to get on my very high moral Clydesdale and imagine that what I am doing is real 'practice' - action oriented towards a social good. Social goods I endlessly articulate, virtues grounded in rights. I read, I write, and I teach. I teach human rights frameworks to human service delivery workers; I tell social workers why they can't take that baby a la a Rotweiller, policy makers why they can't 'save the natives in spite of themselves', youth workers why they can't 'scare their kids straight'. I like to imagine, high up there in my ivory tower that I am making a difference, that the world is blessed with my awe inspiring incipient capacities. That when I slide out of my phallic institutional tower into the real world to deliver community based education programmes teaching people with intellectual disabilities what their rights are in residential units, that I'm real. Unlike all those other academics, I lie, I'm real. I'm down with the real world. I am useful. I am practicing.
Fleetingly, I catch my reflecting in the mirror. Downloading Limp Bizcuit clips from Youtube to teach snot nose first year shits about subcultural normativity. I suck donkey balls.
I see if I can get Ollie to draw you a picture of that. Until then, enjoy
And in the spirit of sharing, what's your biggest lie???
Sometimes, I like to get very technical about my 'practice' ... to get on my very high moral Clydesdale and imagine that what I am doing is real 'practice' - action oriented towards a social good. Social goods I endlessly articulate, virtues grounded in rights. I read, I write, and I teach. I teach human rights frameworks to human service delivery workers; I tell social workers why they can't take that baby a la a Rotweiller, policy makers why they can't 'save the natives in spite of themselves', youth workers why they can't 'scare their kids straight'. I like to imagine, high up there in my ivory tower that I am making a difference, that the world is blessed with my awe inspiring incipient capacities. That when I slide out of my phallic institutional tower into the real world to deliver community based education programmes teaching people with intellectual disabilities what their rights are in residential units, that I'm real. Unlike all those other academics, I lie, I'm real. I'm down with the real world. I am useful. I am practicing.
Fleetingly, I catch my reflecting in the mirror. Downloading Limp Bizcuit clips from Youtube to teach snot nose first year shits about subcultural normativity. I suck donkey balls.
I see if I can get Ollie to draw you a picture of that. Until then, enjoy
And in the spirit of sharing, what's your biggest lie???
MAY 06, 2008 07:09 AM
my biggest lie: imagining i'm no good, that i'm not valuable when in fact i'm important to the world.
and that's the biggest lie of the world today: most people think they are useless and they tell the world they are uselss
when, in fact, they are the most important persons in the world.
jorge
JULY 2008
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