Oh, Bono. He is nothing if not earnest.
I like the music of U2. I wouldn't say it's ground breaking, life changing stuff. But it's a good listen, and I like the they are trying to say something. In a recent op-ed in the New York Times, Bono once again uses his celebrity to say something. "Where is your soul?" he asks.
His op-ed meanders through his Easter experience, reflects on Jesus, and considers the charity work of Bill Gates, Warren Buffet, and Nelson Mandela, and concludes, "Not all soul music comes from the church."
No deep theological insight, I guess, but I can't help but agree.
Over the past eight years or so, I've thought frequently about becoming an Episcopal priest. I thought about starting the discernment process that Episcopalians have to go through to become a priest, and considered going off to study theology. Ultimately, I've decided I'd rather go be a writer. So I'm moving to New York in the fall to study writing at The New School. Maybe I'll run into Bono.
I'll be around for a few more months, but I'm looking forward to a new life. And I'm looking forward to the freedom that gives me to think and question without any pressure and make big, somewhat cheesy statements like "Not all soul music comes from the church."
Monday
Maybe That's Why I've Never Been Into Anime
There's something perverse about are a cartoon character dying. Perhaps I feel this way because I cannot divorce animation from the Disney films I grew up on. In Disney films, the villain rarely dies. Usually he or she just kinda disappears or is banished or turned into something unpleasant. I like it better that way.
Perhaps the most disturbing scene I've ever seen in a movie is when Judge Doom dips that cartoon shoe into the dip. The part at the end where his eyes bulge out and he makes all those freaky laughing/dying sounds is a close second.
Cartoon death has been around for awhile, I guess. There's all that Anime after all. There's plenty of disturbing animation out there now. The pointlessly violent Happy Tree Friends, for example.
Most recently, I came across this animation by Ben Meinhardt. It's got kind of a heavy handed environmental message, but I do like Dancing Animals In Love. Lots of cute creatures die in these things, especially in Perfectland.
I tell my friend about it, and that I'm not sure what to make of Perfectland. She explains it to me: "I will tell you what to make of it. People are strange. Crazy shit goes through our heads. Even the normal heads."
Clearly.
Perhaps the most disturbing scene I've ever seen in a movie is when Judge Doom dips that cartoon shoe into the dip. The part at the end where his eyes bulge out and he makes all those freaky laughing/dying sounds is a close second.
Cartoon death has been around for awhile, I guess. There's all that Anime after all. There's plenty of disturbing animation out there now. The pointlessly violent Happy Tree Friends, for example.
Most recently, I came across this animation by Ben Meinhardt. It's got kind of a heavy handed environmental message, but I do like Dancing Animals In Love. Lots of cute creatures die in these things, especially in Perfectland.
I tell my friend about it, and that I'm not sure what to make of Perfectland. She explains it to me: "I will tell you what to make of it. People are strange. Crazy shit goes through our heads. Even the normal heads."
Clearly.
I Hope You Do Not Suffer
Friday
Tuesday
A Prayer for "Helping" Hands
Oh God,
Please save my mouth from my foot, and my friends from my clumsy helping hands. Again.
Amen.
Thursday
Tweet
I started tweeting on Twitter recently: www.twitter.com/jeremiahspeaks It's like a microblog. You can tell everyone everything you're doing all day long. What could be better?
I've been thinking a little bit of why it's popular. Twitter, and personal blogs and Facebook and all of this seem somehow related. It seems to me to be more about self expression than communication. We are telling the world who we are. Perhaps it makes us feel bigger, in a world so packed with people and information and choices that we are otherwise lost and anonymous. All this accompanied by a faint, and often dissapointed hope for communcation and community. Uprooted from our hometowns by college and jobs and the constant movement that accompanies modern life, are we putting out roots in the internet?
I don't know. It's still inexplicably fun.
I've been thinking a little bit of why it's popular. Twitter, and personal blogs and Facebook and all of this seem somehow related. It seems to me to be more about self expression than communication. We are telling the world who we are. Perhaps it makes us feel bigger, in a world so packed with people and information and choices that we are otherwise lost and anonymous. All this accompanied by a faint, and often dissapointed hope for communcation and community. Uprooted from our hometowns by college and jobs and the constant movement that accompanies modern life, are we putting out roots in the internet?
I don't know. It's still inexplicably fun.
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