Thursday, November 09, 2006

Books I'd Recommend

So if anyone is reading this, you're probably wondering "why should I take this random blogger's advice about what books to read?"

And I'd respond to that with "Good point." But I do read A LOT (okay I'm unemployed right now and averaging about 3-4 novels a week)... and here are some of the books that actually made me stop and think, or affected me in a larger way than a book normally does... for different reasons. Read on!

A Fine Balance, Rohinton Mistry
The Beach, Alex Garland
Oryx and Crake, Margaret Atwood
The Kite Runner, Khaled Hosseini
The Dharma Bums, Jack Kerouac
A Million Little Pieces, James Frey (so he lied about it being all true... still a good book)
Mercy Among the Children, David Adams Richards
The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold
The Skeptical Environmentalist, Bjorn Lomborg
The Grapes of Wrath, John Steinbeck
Hypocrite in a Pouffy White Dress, Susan Jane Gilman
The Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge, Carlos Castaneda

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Intellectuals Really Get Under My Skin

Actually now that I sit down to write my post, I am at a loss - the title really says it all. But I guess I should finish what I started. And as a disclaimer, I am not talking about EVERY intellectual, but am making a cynical observation about SOME intellectuals.

How can I explain myself? Some would say that I am an intellectual - I am, after all, university educated. That in itself is sort of weird- people throw around the term "university educated" with a sort of stuffy smugness, like they belong to a great club that excludes all that have never set foot in an institution's hallowed halls. What meaning does a university education hold anyways? I am by no means devaluing education, but I have to ask at the end of my BA, what significant changes has my education created in me? What has it set me up to do? Am I 'smarter' than before? Am I better off?

Yesterday I went to a free lecture by a much-celebrated writer on political and economic matters. Sitting, waiting for the lecture to begin, I heard some older men in suits talking about the lecturer. "Blah blah blah intellectually, blah blah success..." And then the customary congratulatory handshakes and knowing smiles all around. "We're intellectuals. We're in the inner circle. We know where it's at." I can't help but shake the feeling that a lot of intellectuals have put so much time and effort into studying what they hope and believe to be true, that they are sometimes closed to the exploration of new ideas. Or to the idea that information from non-intellectual sources...or people... is of value.

Do you ever get the impression that intellectuals talk just to sound smart? Just to exercise their 24k vocabulary? Just to be able to flash their credentials? The funny thing about knowledge is that as long as one masters a certain arm or realm of it, seems to allow people to completely ignore other parts - like a body working without an arm or a leg. I imagine a vast system of blood vessels - for example, an economist ignoring the environment would be like like a brain not receiving blood from a major artery (a scientist I'm not).

Finally, my last beef I will throw out about intellectuals is their tendency to impose knowledge from above. Like the economist I heard last year speak about transferring the control of multinational corporations in Brazil to Brazilian. That way, the people would still be exploited but at least they would be being exploited by Brazilian. I'm not saying that people should not be involved in the administration or policies of governments or groups of countries other than their own. I just can't imagine claiming to know what best benefits a group of people to which I don't belong. Perhaps this will be the downfall of Western Civilization - the fact that we are filled with people who think they know what's best for the rest of the world. Regardless of intentions, this does not seem like the path of a people who will survive indeterminately.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Here In My Car

Driving back to the 'burbs from Vancouver on a sunny Wednesday afternoon - two pm-ish- I had to ask myself, where did all these people on the road come from? Windows rolled up, AC cranked no doubt, the solo drivers cruised in a mock-rush hour, a fooler, a teaser prepping us all for the real thing. I know that I'm unemployed, but why aren't the rest of the people on the road at work? Do that many people work odd hours these days? Are that many people unemployed?

Which brings me to my next point - I need to get out of the city. Cities never sleep. Cliche, but true, I think. Cities never rest. Cities breath and pulse to their own rhythm... a rhythm that never ceases to leave me feel like I'm floundering in a sea, moments before going under. Vast distances and times spent tangled up in traffic, behind an exhaust hose, floating through the city-haze.

At the same time, I feel a sort of centredness when I'm in the city centre. Surrounded by tall, shiny buildings, sometimes I just like to walk around, watching people go by, watching construction crews, busses, and cars. I feel the swirl of other peoples' lives, and the tug of the city's undertow at my feet. I feel dangerous. Like I'm standing on the edge of a life that I could have, like I could jump in now and end it all. Or I could turn around and head away...

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Tribute to Stephen Colbert: Dead to me and On Notice

Dead to Me:

  • Butterfly collectors
  • Mushrooms
  • Spam
  • Ear-cell phones
  • Humidity
  • Frizz
  • The Tyra Show
  • Centipedes
  • Hype
  • Security checks
  • Long finger nails
  • Politicians

On Notice:

  • Eagle Ridge Bluff Protesters
  • Sticklers
  • Alfredo Sauce
  • Hip Hop
  • English speakers
  • Franz Kafka
  • Airplanes
  • "Lament for a Nation," by George Grant
  • PBS
  • red licorice
  • unexplainable dreams

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Here I sit

So it's Easter Weekend, a weekend for me that is nothing more than a bunch of food and hopefully a bunch of chocolate. Sadly, this year, there will be none. My parents have gone away, I have been sitting at home brooding for the past few days. It's strange- I had a long stretch of working, where I worked for about 6 or 7 days straight, and all I could do to stay alive was imagine the bliss of the upcoming days I had off. And now, I have had three days off and all I've done is sit and watch TV, play solitaire, read a little, and eat. I haven't even left the house. So the thought crosses my mind that I need to get the hell out of Dodge. My life here is stagnating and I am becoming indistinguishable from the squished threads of the couch. I am the couch. Be the couch, in fact, is my motto of the hour. I am so lonely, yet around people, I long to be alone. I am so bored, yet busy, I long to have nothing to do. I am not funny anymore. I am not depressed, persay. But I am not happy.

Let me out!!

Saturday, March 11, 2006

I am Upset

What makes me upset?

Having heard snippets of a conversation about a problem at work. Not knowing what's going on, but suspecting the manager thinks one of the employees is stealing. That employee is my friend and would most likely never steal. Instead of calling the person involved and asking them, there was a big hush-hush secretive air today. This evening, when the suspected person came into work, someone told them I had overheard something implicating them. So they phoned me, and I had to explain what I overheard, knowing full well that I could be taking what was said out of context. And feeling bad that if it was true, the manager could not have talked to the person directly.

Garbagio....

Friday, February 17, 2006

Return from Afar

Well.. not really. I was just noticing that my last post was on Oct. 16th of last year. Phew!! What have I done since then?

And the answer??

Not much. I have been very busy with school, work, life, etc. I thought I would be graduating university but ended up one credit short so now I have to take one more class in the summer, as I am travelling.

I have a poem to be published in the spring issue of www.circlemagazine.com, and that is about all!!