Thursday, July 21, 2011

A response to friends on Facebook.

Thank you for all of your responses and concerns. First some history: 10 years ago a woman I cared deeply for in Germany caused a great deal of pain in my life. To make a long story short, at the enlightened end of the spectrum she wanted me to be a bodhisattva and I wanted to be a buddha. She accused me of not loving her because I would not satisfy her terms of the relationship, and I became very confused and eventually lost. The entire experience has had a lasting impact on my ego.

Recently another woman that I care deeply for has asked me to be somebody that it is very difficult for me to be, but that is not a lie. This post is partly my ego reaction to the pressure and the fear that I feel when facing this situation. Your responses have helped me to further move through the challenge that I am facing. The bitter tone of this post is also a manifestation of the frustrations my ego has been dealing with.


A few general remarks are perhaps also warranted. I do not believe in a universal notion of gender equality. Because gender identities are sociological and personal responses to biological relativities it is impossible to talk about ‘gender’ in essentialist terms. It is only possible to talk about gender in terms of normatized ego-relations.

‘Gender equality’ as an ego-relationship (rather then as a legal mandate) is a purely central and western European/Anglo-American phenomenon. To talk about such a relationship as if it is has a ‘universal mandate’ is to practice a Eurocentric and in my opinion colonizing attitude. It is, in my opinion, much more beneficial to describe the preferred gender ego-relations as those that are ‘gender-balanced’, an idea which Jadie eluded to here.

Yes, this post was sexist and hetero-normative. It was meant to be so, not only because I was bitter but because I find what I described here to be an important characteristic of normative gender relations in all parts of the world in which I have been, not because every relationship (or even necessarily most) demonstrates these characteristics but because specifically these characteristics help to define the normative boundaries of gender relations throughout the world. I have found that in these definitional relations women employ an intuition in their decision making processes that men do not normally employ. This employment includes a degree of ‘testing’ of the men in their lives—particularly their lovers. Testing might be too strong of a word, and perhaps more closely it should be the idea of probing, pushing, gently persuading, or even on the greater consciousness end of the spectrum ‘manipulation for wilful purposes.’ And in fact the way in which a man reacts to these kinds of actions is part of the respect and love the woman affords him. Men do not always understand the motivation for these actions (in fact they are not always aware that it is happening) but because of their love they agree to participate—which brought me to the point of my post. The love that agrees to follow a woman’s intuitive ‘manipulations’ (but I need a word to describe it that is not negative by implication) must entail a great deal of trust on the man’s part. This has been my experience. Feel free to disagree or to argue against it. Feel free to be offended by it. Hell, feel free to unfriend me if you so desire, but that has been my experience of normatively definitive gender relations. Until we begin to discuss fundamental (and in some cases essential) differences between men and women we will come no closer to achieving a more harmonious gender balance in our lives. That opinion could change—although I doubt it--but that’s what it is right now.

Again, thanks for your comments.

Concerning Matthew 25: 31-46, the parable of the sheep and the goats

http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+25%3A31-46&version=NIV

The parable of the sheep and the goats has always been interpreted as a parable in which the sheep are those that do good to the poor, the sick, and the imprisoned, and the goats are the ones who don't do good to the poor, sick, and imprisoned. I've always been confused by this interpretation. The king who sits in judgement over everybody in the whole world divides everybody into two categories: the goats and sheep. He says to the sheep, "I was poor and sick and imprisoned and you clothed and cared for and visited me." The sheep say, "When did we do that?" and the king answers: "Whenever you did it for the least of one of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did it for me."

Then he turns to the goats, and says, "I was poor and sick and imprisoned and you did not clothe or care for or visit me." The goats say, "When did we do that?" and the king answers, "Whenever you did not do it for one of the least of these, you did not do it for me."

Now, there are only three types of beings present here. The king, sheep, and goats. So who are the "these" that he's referring to?

This is where the traditional interpretation falls flat, in my opinion. That interpretation suddenly introduces a new type of being, namely, you've suddenly got the king, the sheep, the goats, AS WELL AS poor, sick and imprisoned people, as if these people have been magically seperated from the ranks of either sheep or goat.

I'm suggesting a new interpretation. Since, when the king is talking to the sheep, he says, "these", he must be referring to somebody else besides the sheep, because otherwise he would have said, "whenever you did it for yourselves." The only other people in the room are him and the goats! So he's got to be talking about the goats. In other words, the king says, "Sheep, you saw these goats over here (who are my brothers and sisters, by the way) poor, sick and imprisoned, and you did nice things for them. Well, actually you were doing those things for me, because I'm them."

Then he turns to the goats and says, "and you guys. You saw these sheep over here poor, sick, and imprisoned and you didn't do thing one for them. Well, I was them, so you didn't do anything for me."

Then he sends the groups off to their respective rewards.

THIS is an interpretation that makes sense.

There are only two philosophers that I know of who can adequately speak to the nuances of this parable. The first is Jesus, who says "I am the Alpha and the Omega," or here, "I am the sheep AND the goats." The other is John 'Walking' Stewart, who manages a philosophy of materialism that speaks directly to the fact that the king IS his subjects, materially and in a very real sense.

This is by far one of my favorite parables, and one that I find it challenging to live up to. We have GOT to be helping the people whom we see hurting, hungry, in legal troubles, sick--it doesn't matter if it's their own darn fault or not, because the king is both the SHEEP AND THE GOATS.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Songs of the Revolution

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The Trashman Song (I'm Boycotting Jerusalem)"



"I've seen pain
And I've known hunger
And I've felt heartbreak
And I've felt tortured
And I've been lost
And I've been found
But I've never felt a thing to compare
To the madness that's been going around here.
.

I'm boycotting Jerusalem,
Until humanity sees
Not to kill each other
For a piece of property
That's been no more of a blessing
Than the plague.

The earth is just a sewage sieve
And humanity's the life
That grows on the bits of rubbish
That's gotten caught in the grinds.

I don't know what's on your mind,
But I know what's on mine.
I want to take you to the backroom
And give you all of my itime.
Some say that it's a sin
To want you this damn bad
But I'm just a trashman
Picking out the good from the bad.
Cause the earth is just a sewage sieve...


(musical interlude)
And we filter out the crap
So the rest can flow through
I'm pushing this trash heap
To get at loving you.

I'm boycotting Jerusalem... "



"Amy (Married to the Revolution):






"Blue Eyes Glowing in the Dark"  to be filed under "hmmmmm....."






Blue Eyes Glowing in the Dark:
"Long brown hair and the revolution's started here and everywhere you go there ain't no people anywhere and you're sitting with your smiles looking like I want to have a little playtime in a private room.
Your a million dollar mama and you're shining like I wanna drag the moon from the sky and feed it to you with a silver spoon.
LSD and deities forever on the Red Sea in the trees but this is desert only desert wild desert howling at the wind.
Can I take you in the bedroom where the light's a little dimmer wanna lay with you till revolution's end.
Slack lining in the corner hundred miles from the border now you're leaving and I won't be seeing you again?
Love is on the make but you gotta take the calm seas with the storm to keep on sailing through till journey's end.

CHORUS:
Blue eyes glowing in the dark-
Like a spark from the diamond in the middle of the throne azure.
Blue eyes glowing in the dark-
When I'm lost and I'm drifting you're still shining like a light from harbor's shore.

VERSE 2:
Now I'm crazy in the morning see my temper back up flaring getting over residue from loving nights we spent.
See a woman in a birka giving me a hairy eyeball take off the costume mama what makes you think that you've been heaven sent?
Now I'm sitting on the beach letting all the hatred flow into the blue of the ocean am I gonna see you soon?
Now I'm laying in my bedroom playing Newman on the Redford making plans to sail across the moon.
Women filter through my chakras like a snowfall on a parka but you're clinging to me like I'm clutching at your tit.
I don't know where this is heading but if I'm going over into Jordan you're the only reason I'll be making that trip.

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
Now I don't wanna be a mistaken you've got a magic that's not faking as it's tugging at my heart I'm feeling like a kid.
But I grew up long ago and it don't do to make a show of my love if this has really come to an end.

CHORUS





"Your Sometimes Love"  following Cash's rule of "if you use more than three chords to write a song you're wasting chords".




"Mosquito nets don't keep vampires away,
and hits don't keep promiscuous muses at bay.
I never knew your song so well anyway,
don't go thinking this enchantment's here to stay.
Afernoon's alright for sometimes love,
But the night's too short to let it slip away.
Come tomorrow I'll be walking ion the streams up above
where the light don't let the night fade away.

They say in heaven there aren't any tears,
and that's alright with me as it is.
But they say there's no night in the pearly gates,
I say those gates aren't fit for living in.
Cause the day might be alright for sometimes love
But the night's too short to let slip away.
If we can't share our hearts on the pillow at night
What makes us think we'll share them in the day?

I miss your hair in my bed when I wake
I miss the scent that you leave on the clothes that you take.
I miss your laughter over coffee when you read your facebook,
But I don't miss your sometimes love."




"Coconut Love" To be filed under "Island Punk"