i wish i was a leaf instead of a person
Last spring, I taught an undergraduate fiction workshop that differed significantly from any other workshop I’ve taught or taken: I tried to have my students mimic the process I go through when writing a story. In most workshops, students are charged with creating two or three short stories in the…
It’s never quite right, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are
It’s never quite right, all the things we are
taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we
die, all the lives we live,
they are never quite right,
they are hardly close to right
these lives we live
one after the other,
piled there as history,
the waste of the species,
the crushing of the light and the way,
it’s not quite right,
it’s hardly right at all.
Unsurprisingly, Randall Munroe of XKCD has a more detailed and accurate take on the amount of dinosaur in your toy dinosaur.
Speaking of which!! These “What If”s are being turned into a book which you can pre-order now. The subtitle is “Serious scientific answers to absurd hypothetical questions" which is so up my alley that I’m pretty much COMPOSED ENTIRELY OF THAT ALLEY.
So, when Randall asked me to host a Google Hangout with him to help launch that book I said YES YES YES YES YES YES YES! So I’m doing that. EXCITE!!!
Well, I have said this in the past, so I hope i don’t bore you by repeating it, but I think that we live or die under the tyranny of perfection. Socially, we are pushed towards being perfect. Physically, beautiful to conform to standards that are cruel and uncommon, to behave and lead our lives in a certain way, to demonstrate to the world that we are happy and healthy and all full of sunshine. We are told to always smile and never sweat, by multiple commercials of shampoo or beer.
And I feel that the most achievable goal of our lives is to have the freedom that imperfection gives us.
And there is no better patron saint of imperfection than a monster.
We will try really hard to be angels, but I think that a balanced, sane life is to accept the monstrosity in ourselves and others as part of what being human is. Imperfection, the acceptance of imperfection, leads to tolerance and liberates us from social models that I find horrible and oppressive.”