3 posts tagged “blogging”
The previous, rather anemic, very tardy post was the last post in my attempt at NaBloPoMo for February, 2009. I don't think I'll be participating in the March edition. I think I'll be saving up my words for my attempt at Script Frenzy 2009 next month.
Ok.
You'd never guess, based on this blog's content for this year, that I used to put in a solid post per day, for over two god dammed years.
But it's true.
These days though. Shit, I'm just tired. Can't seem to find the energy to post much about anything. But that's what this post is about - about trying to find the energy to care about something; to break out of this malaise and start writing again.
So here's a story: One of my students asked me today why I've been so uptight about the election. When I tried to explain my feelings to him, he said that Japanese people just couldn't understand. So, I said that he needed to imagine himself as a samurai, circa 1860. Things are going ok, not great, but ok. The farmers and merchants on his lands are doing ok, people are getting along, shit is basically grooving. And then the new Emporer shows up, says, hey, we've got these new dudes out in the water telling us how shit is being done elsewhere and I think that's what we need to do too. So cut off your topknots, trade in your swords, because everything changes, starting now. And that's more or less how I feel about Bush coming to office in 2000. Now, I said, continuing, imagine you're the same samurai a few decades later and there are some dudes in the government who think the past few years have been a huge mistake and that continuing on this path will only screw the country more. These dudes want to return the country to its former glory. Would you think about throwing your lot in with them?
And he got it. Great holes in the fabric of my analogy notwithstanding. (Yeah, history didn't work out so well for those dudes who wanted to restore Japan to its former glory; by returning the U.S. to its glory, I mean before Bush, to those halcyon days when all we had to worry about was whether the dude in the white house was getting an illicit blowie on occasion. Not trying to re-start any wars here.)
And that was my great accomplishment for the day - to successfully compare the rise of the Japanese military engine in the 1920s to the hope I feel for (please God) an Obama presidency. It is a fucked up little world.