A Glimpse of My Eclectic Musical Taste

My Current Winamp Play List:

Breeders - Cannonball
Destiny's Child - Jumpin, Jumpin
Prong - Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck
Cole Porter - Dinah Washington - I Get A Kick Out Of You
Cowboy Junkies - Sun Comes Up It's Tuesday Morning
Information Society-Pure Energy
Kool And The Gang - Get Down On It
Erasure - Chains of Love (remix)
Robert Palmer - I Didn't Mean To Turn You On
Harry Connick Jr.-- A Wink and a Smile
Dead Prez - Mind Sex
Crystal Gayle - Don't It Make My Brown Eyes Blue
Hurricane - I'm Onto You
Truth Hurts featuring Rakim-Addictive
Talking Heads - Wild Wild Life
Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting (The Vampire Song)
Shabba Ranks - Mr Loverman (original)
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Peek A Boo
Donna Summer - Love To Love You Baby

Stuff I've Been Reading Lately...

Farai Chideya has put into words something I've thought for a long time:

The key to reinvigorating younger voters, and the untapped 100 million non-voters, is to find an aspirational, inspirational language for political change. The Republicans have been very adept at creating a clear narrative of power and self-determination that appeals not only to the people they serve (the rich), but to anyone seeking to better themselves. Thus the trend of the "NASCAR Dad," a demographic whose economic interests should go clearly Democratic but whose voting patterns are stubbornly Republican. Right now, at least, the Republicans are better storytellers.

She goes on to argue that Democrats need to take back the "language of opportunity"; we need "[a] spot-on narrative will demonstrate that social justice – including no more no-bid contracts for fat cats, more educational opportunity, halting the growth of the prison-industrial complex and better jobs creation – benefits those seeking economic gain." I hear that.


UPDATE: Lisa Michelle Nelson's article "Why We Need Success Stories" supports Chideya's argument and is, I think, a fine companion piece.



I've also been following the Tenure and Toddlers discussions with interest. It only marginally applies to me, as I'm not going to have children, but several have said that those without children should be expected to pick up extra work left over when parents need time off. I have a few qualms with that, and as others have already said, I think the extra work is a problem that the institution needs to deal with in other ways, like on-site child care. These discussions need to take place, of course, because this is an important issue that's on our minds, but they are probably not the most productive use of our time. Actively pushing for changes in the workplace--with individual institutions' administrations--is the best solution, in my humble opinion. (Others have debated whether having children is this big an issue outside of academia. The tenure clock is, of course, unique to academia, but I think it's an issue for everyone, particularly white-collar professions: people who have the luxury of engaging in these conversations in the first place. It seems the news is bleak for parents, whether academic or not. Terrible.)



We're obsessed with beautiful people. Yeah, I know, duh, but I still like this article; it, along with many other AlterNet articles, is a good example of a brief lite argument/cultural critique.



Speaking of reading for undergraduates, I think that "Five Faces of Oppression," a chapter in Iris Marion Young's Justice and the Politics of Difference, should be required reading for all undergraduates--no, everyone of voting age. Young explains brilliantly the ways that oppression works: exploitation, marginalization, powerlessness, cultural imperialism, and violence. She clearly defines each term and tells exactly how they work. Maybe I'll assign it to my students next time I teach Rhetoric 1101.

My body is a battleground

This is really getting ridiculous. Last night I had such bad ear pain that I drove to the emergency room. I felt like someone had shot me with a hollow-point bullet at point-blank range. When I was waiting for the doctor, my ear popped and all this fluid started coming out. The doctor looked at my ear and said I had an infection. He gave me some antibiotics and Vicodin. Then I woke up this morning, and my right eye looks like this:




Do I have pinkeye now, on top of everything else??? ***Note: This is not really MY eye. It's just a picture I found on the Internet. Sorry for the confusion.

One Down, Two to Go

Even though I am sick, I have just completed one of my seminar papers. Now I have one more, and a final exam, then I am dooooooooooonnnnnnnneeee. Gah. It's not as if I'll have that much less work to do once the semester ends or anything; I have a book review to write and a syllabus to design over the break. But, when I can take a breather, I can get more involved in the blogosphere again--the sector of it that I follow, anyway. I'm feeling pretty disconnected right now, but that's the way it has to be right now.

My immune system is CRAP

WHEN am I going to start feeling better? Here I sit, on a Friday night, while all my friends are at a party. I'm sneezing constantly, and each sneeze feels like a lawnmower going through my throat and eustachian tubes. My friends are making fun of me because when I talk, I sound like a completely different person--like Kathleen Turner meets Eartha Kitt meets hoarse cheerleader. What is going to knock this virus out? (The doctors did a throat culture and told me that whatever I have is viral, not bacterial, so no antibiotics. I just have to tough it out.)

Overheard

Howard Dean says:

“We like to think that every child starts kindergarten with the same opportunities, but the truth is, some kids have great preparation and others have nothing,” said Dean. “By the time those kids start kindergarten, even the best teachers can’t make up for six years when a child was never read to, or never taught the alphabet, or never even saw a doctor.”

Word.

Sick and Tired

I am so low-energy lately. I partied waaaaaaaay too much when I went home--barely got any sleep. It was FUN though. Now I'm not sure if I'm going to finish everything, gah. I have a paper due this week, another next week, and then a final exam (that's not counting the two remaining weekly response papers for my Women's Studies class). Sigh. Time to snuggle under blankets with herbal tea and wage war on viruses and/or bacteria with herbs and vitamins.

Yummy food

Ah, here I am, falling behind on my work and having a great time in Florence, AL. I've been snatching little spaces of time to read Colonialism/Postcolonialism, but tomorrow, back to the seminar-paper-writing, gah. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

UPDATE: I am in such denial about all the work I have to do. The dread is sinking in as I prepare to leave for the Nashville airport at 6:00 a.m. tomorrow.

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