EGR/MB: elefant boy drinks & goes home
Oct 20, 2005 18:48 PDT
What it is.
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been thinking about designer identities. I suppose that's another way
to look at Maslow's "self-actualization" -- which he actually
actualized out of his ass. But I guess some sort of design is better
than defaulting to whatever cultural mold (in whichever sense) happens
to shape or grow on you. However, hmmm... what would it take for it to
be intelligent design? Would we need to assume godlike powers?
(Here's where weak hearts and high horses conspire.) If <a
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would the demand for such powers of identity creation -- or
find-your-own-story identity theft -- help to explain the hot NewAge++
pursuit of spiritual puissance?
Of course. Else would we not be suffering under the Oprah,
Chopra, Tolle & Eckert plague of <a
I'm not sure if <a
target="_blank">The Designed Self offers any real insight on this
score. Maybe. But this bit <a
the publisher makes me wonder...
constantly reinforced by the media,
came to encompass everything from career choice to hair color to body
shape to gender identity. In compelling clinical stories, Strenger
introduces us to patients for whom the absence of any sense of cultural
continuity with their parents' generation was exemplified by embrace of
a "Nobrow" culture, which rejected the very distinction between
"genuine" and popular culture. And we meet patients for whom the
project of shaping the self had simply become another variant of an
"extreme game" aiming at chronically high excitement.
Fake people blow, agreed. But this sounds dishearteningly like yet
more hand-wringing re mere anarchy loosed. Genuine? Popular? Extreme?
Haven't we already been over the part about the steenkin
Ah, some days I wonder what's the fucking use. It's not just
Mona Lisa had the highway blues.
these improprieties shout out <<
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this is what salvation must
be like after a while...