mom and dad, thank you so so much for my ipod. goodness me, do i so love it and the things it makes me do. i love breaking out into grins as i walk down the edinburgh streets, and then laughing at myself for being so privately and publicly excited at the same time, and then my laughter feeds into itself and on and on. i know ipod culture is only furthering the atomization of human beings and eliminating opportunities for random interesting interactions with the society around you, but man it is so perfect sometimes that it is worth it.
so right now i have to write an essay about a learning experience i had and then put it into sociological terms, examining the key issues in it in a larger context, and i've decided to write about the first point at which i realized my brain's limitations and capacities for failure in spite of hard work (aka ap computer science in senior year of high school), and i'm going to put it into sociological terms concerning gender issues in education. fun, no?
first i just wanted to say that i saw miss saigon last night at the edinburgh playhouse, my inaugural theatre experience since coming to edinburgh (pathetic, i know) and it was marvellous. i am definitely going to frequent that place, probably even for the next show: beauty and the beast, which i haven't seen since what i seem to remember to be a stellar performance at the kennedy centre in dc when i was like 12.
okay that is all, because i really need to read some books about girls in schools and then talk about it for 1500 words. until next time, adieu-
2 comments:
ipods are the new sunglasses; protecting you from the glare of social interaction. while they dont shield your eyes from the gaze of others, they protect you from inspection just the same. tiny white wires draw trails of words unsaid as people pass you, everywhere you go. the soft plastic/metal prism in your hand/pocket, a sharp incision in the oversoul. those ipod advertisements with figures dancing in negative space, surrounded by color, are a not a far cry from the actual shape of things.
thank you for your well-expressed rant, though i think it is clear from my comments, however cursory, that despite my participation in ipod culture i do quite agree with you. i will say in my defense that i don't use my ipod during any and all times that i am in transit, but rather mostly in the mornings on my way to work or at night on the way home from work when it is dark out. when one is a member of the weaker sex like myself, it is comforting to feel self-enclosed and not exposed to the creepies that walk the edinburgh streets - and trust me, there are some. all other times i open myself to my surroundings, allow myself to be solicited by the millions of people giving out pamphlets and "free" whatevers, and i tell them cheers and no thanks. it could be worse, really.
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