I had to delete somebody from my Facebook “friends” list today. This is something I’ve never done before. It’s that season in the United States where politics is the byword on every street corner. Everyone is wondering if Romney will be the next president, or if Obama will serve four more years. This has happened every four years since 1788, when electors unanimously appointed Washington for the following four years. We should be used to the process by now.
[Quick editor’s note: For those of you who pay attention to my blog, this is my 200th post this year!]
This afternoon, I was listening to a lecture about the poetry of Emily Dickinson (What?! Don’t YOU do that on your lunch hour?) and I came across an interesting thought. The postmodern scholar Baudrillard speaks of the universe being mediated for us. Here’s an example: how many of us have been to Yosemite National Park? Not many, I wager. I lived in California for 30 years, and I have never visited this wonder of nature in the Sierras. The next question is this: how many of us have any thoughts about the place? Beautiful? Chilly? Full of bears? Polluted? Crowded? For me, those are the first thoughts come to mind. Our knowledge of a place, or an event, or a person, comes second hand, or is mediated. This term is appropriate, not only because there’s a go-between that filters most of our information, but that information, for all intents, is the media? Continue reading Mediation and the Sublime
My thoughts on the shooting of US Rep. Gabrielle Giffords.
I had a relaxing morning today. I read Facebook awhile, lazily played video games for a few hours, then dragged the boys with me to a brief shopping trip and a deli lunch. It snowed last night but the roads are clear. It’s a crisp 29 degrees outside. I delegated use of the remote control to Judi. She watched a Meg Ryan movie while we were gone, and a US Representative was shot. Rep. Gabrielle Giffords’ life is at stake. Continue reading Can’t Be Serious