ah... I haven't posted today. Quick, self.... be clever!
At the risk of starting off a post in an unforgivably arcane way, I want to state for the record that Belly-dancers just don't impress me.
I talked some friends into a trip to the Casbah tonight for dinner since all my dishes are neatly stacked in the sink waiting for the proper celestial alignments to occur, thereby allowing me to wash them. Whilst eating my Mediterranean fare, a spontaneous fit of... how do you say... "clapping" began accentuating the music all around me. Apparently this is what humans do when Belly Dancers are withiin sight. Everyone else seemed to enjoy it very much, but it seemed like too much of a staged spectacle to me. Perhaps I'd be more into it if a girl I knew and was really into decided to spring it on me sometime out of the blue, but the random gyrations of women for petty cash just make me wonder if she gets paid by the hour or only in tips and miscellaneous things like "why is she wearing a veil" "why is it made of metal?" and "why is everyone here smiling so much at this?"
One cat to my right held out a dollar and when she didn't come to take it from him after 5 seconds he just sort of flipped it onto the floor. I could be wrong, maybe that's how things are done, but that seemed kind of rude to me. Granted, I would have preffered to sit in the "I'm just here to eat some food and talk to my friends" section and wasn't so impressed with the whole affair, but I didn't have contempt for the person or anything and flicking a one-dollar bill on the ground for someone to pick up seems like a contemptuous act to me. And apparantly, he enjoyed the show... makes no sense to me, but then again... that seems to be the norm.
Have any of you ever read Frederic Jameson? All his works pretty much hammer a certain theme. but he has one book called Postmodernism (alternate title is something like Reflections on Late-Modern Post-Capitalist Society or something like that) He rips the world apart limb from limb in a very historical-materialist manner. Fucking brilliant guy. When I see little dichotomies like that or slight gaps in the logic of things, I often think of him or something like "I wonder what he'd have to say about that." (alternatate thought: I wonder how many pages he could write on those 5 seconds.) He's an incredibly brilliant guy; I'd recommend picking up something of his in the bookstore some day and having a cup of coffee with it.
And to think... I almost made it through an entire post without uttering a single piece of advise for strangers.
I hope all is well; do good things,
3F.
At the risk of starting off a post in an unforgivably arcane way, I want to state for the record that Belly-dancers just don't impress me.
I talked some friends into a trip to the Casbah tonight for dinner since all my dishes are neatly stacked in the sink waiting for the proper celestial alignments to occur, thereby allowing me to wash them. Whilst eating my Mediterranean fare, a spontaneous fit of... how do you say... "clapping" began accentuating the music all around me. Apparently this is what humans do when Belly Dancers are withiin sight. Everyone else seemed to enjoy it very much, but it seemed like too much of a staged spectacle to me. Perhaps I'd be more into it if a girl I knew and was really into decided to spring it on me sometime out of the blue, but the random gyrations of women for petty cash just make me wonder if she gets paid by the hour or only in tips and miscellaneous things like "why is she wearing a veil" "why is it made of metal?" and "why is everyone here smiling so much at this?"
One cat to my right held out a dollar and when she didn't come to take it from him after 5 seconds he just sort of flipped it onto the floor. I could be wrong, maybe that's how things are done, but that seemed kind of rude to me. Granted, I would have preffered to sit in the "I'm just here to eat some food and talk to my friends" section and wasn't so impressed with the whole affair, but I didn't have contempt for the person or anything and flicking a one-dollar bill on the ground for someone to pick up seems like a contemptuous act to me. And apparantly, he enjoyed the show... makes no sense to me, but then again... that seems to be the norm.
Have any of you ever read Frederic Jameson? All his works pretty much hammer a certain theme. but he has one book called Postmodernism (alternate title is something like Reflections on Late-Modern Post-Capitalist Society or something like that) He rips the world apart limb from limb in a very historical-materialist manner. Fucking brilliant guy. When I see little dichotomies like that or slight gaps in the logic of things, I often think of him or something like "I wonder what he'd have to say about that." (alternatate thought: I wonder how many pages he could write on those 5 seconds.) He's an incredibly brilliant guy; I'd recommend picking up something of his in the bookstore some day and having a cup of coffee with it.
And to think... I almost made it through an entire post without uttering a single piece of advise for strangers.
I hope all is well; do good things,
3F.
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