This is timely on a few levels. Happy Halloween.
I love nuclear weapons and think they’re cool! https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjz2bx/i_love_nuclear_weapons_and_think_theyre_cool/
Socks and sandals aren’t that bad https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjx6o8/socks_and_sandals_arent_that_bad/
Sarcasm should be made illegal. https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjvo14/sarcasm_should_be_made_illegal/
Chocolate. Isn’t. Candy. https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjvkqx/chocolate_isnt_candy/
I absolutely love long plane flights or any form of transport for a long periods https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjtei5/i_absolutely_love_long_plane_flights_or_any_form/
“I would kill myself” is not an appropriate expression https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjq0ka/i_would_kill_myself_is_not_an_appropriate/
Mr Rogers is creepy https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjognk/mr_rogers_is_creepy/
Sunday nights are terrible and anxiety ridden https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjn4jo/sunday_nights_are_terrible_and_anxiety_ridden/
Actual Unpopular Opinion: Sex Work Should be Legalized but still be seen as negative. https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjlfd8/actual_unpopular_opinion_sex_work_should_be/
TV Shows are better than Movies https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjihum/tv_shows_are_better_than_movies/
Refrigerating bread should be illegal! https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjibho/refrigerating_bread_should_be_illegal/
As a Dodger fan. I just do not give one poop that they won. https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjhq7y/as_a_dodger_fan_i_just_do_not_give_one_poop_that/
All holiday specific candy is gross https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjhmc0/all_holiday_specific_candy_is_gross/
In person school has surprisingly been worse for me https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jjf5b8/in_person_school_has_surprisingly_been_worse_for/
Butterflies are the most disgusting bug there is https://www.reddit.com/r/unpopularopinion/comments/jje7so/butterflies_are_the_most_disgusting_bug_there_is/
First thing I thought is that’s not that long ago.
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An Importrant Book on Writing to Learn and Learning to Write
Mr. Zinsser echoes many of my fears and concerns with writing. At 18 years old, I wrote my first and most meaningful official document, an explanation of an infantryman’s death. I sought to explain how my fire-team leader died from a bullet fired from a “spider hole” in the “Iron Triangle,” Vietnam, January 11, 1966. A hail of bullets struck my comrade and nearly took off my head several times that morning.
Neither had I any idea of what my leaders expected nor did I have the simple skills to give a good account of that moment. If I had followed some model, something like Ernie Pyle’s war correspondence (a stretch), I could have honored my fallen leader. If I had the writing skills, I could have brought clarity of the moment to others. That document testified to my lack of writing experience.
Of course, I see my childhood education would have changed dramatically had my parents and teachers insisted that I “settle down” and “learn to learn” by “writing across the curriculum.” Education ought to follow this simple process and remain directed by it. Of course, it would not hurt to avoid wars in the first place.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Description of show:
“MIMETIC DESIRE IS AN ABSOLUTE MONARCH.” –RENÉ GIRARD
“Know thyself.” It’s not an easy proposition. As Entitled Opinions host Robert Harrison says, “To know yourself means, above all, to know your desire. Desires are what lurk at the heart of our behavior. It’s what determines our motivations. It’s what organizes our social relations. It’s what informs our politics, religions, ideologies, and above all, our conflicts.”
In this conversation, Harrison talks with Stanford’s expert on human desire, René Girard, whose work on the subject was rooted in literary criticism, but eventually reached across disciplines to embrace anthropology, sociology, history, religions, and even the hard sciences.
Girard began his work in the 1960s with a new concept of human desire: our desires are not our own, he said, we are social creatures, and we learn what to want from each other. He has been called “the new Darwin of the human sciences” and was one of the immortels of the prestigious Académie Française.
Their 2005 interview discusses envy and desire in literature — in Canto V of the Inferno, in Cervantes, Balzac, and Flaubert, but most of all in the plays of Shakespeare. They also discuss the role of vengeance as an act of mimetic rivalry, “snobbery” as a form of imitation, and the “sacramental” nature of advertising today. “If you consume Coca-Cola, maybe if you consume a lot of it, you will become a little bit like these people you would like to be. It’s a kind of Eucharist that will turn you into the person you really admire.”
Ultimately, they talk about the mimetic escalation of warfare, Girard’s late-life fascination with the war theoretician Clausewitz, and the need to renounce violence.
with Robert Harrison
We do not content ourselves with the life we have in ourselves and in our own being; we desire to live an imaginary life in the mind of others, and for this purpose we endeavor to shine. We labour unceasingly to adorn and preserve this imaginary existence, and neglect the real. And if we possess calmness, or generosity, or truthfulness, we are eager to make it known, so as to attach these virtues to that imaginary existence. We would rather separate them from ourselves to join them to it; and we would willingly be cowards in order to acquire the reputation of being brave. A great proof of the nothingness of our being, not to be satisfied with the one without the other, and to renounce the one for the other! For he would be infamous who would not die to preserve his honour.
French President Emmanuel Macron has paid tribute to “quiet hero” Samuel Paty, the teacher who was beheaded last Friday.
Mr Paty was targeted close to his school near Paris for showing cartoons of the Prophet Muhammad in class.
His killer, 18-year-old Abdullakh Anzorov, was shot dead by police.
Speaking at a televised memorial service on Wednesday, Mr Macron told viewers that France “will not give up our cartoons”.
The service was attended by the teacher’s family and some 400 guests.
The coffin was brought into the ceremony on the shoulders of a guard of honour and to the sound of the song “One” by the rock group U2.
On top of the casket was Mr Paty’s Légion d’Honneur, France’s highest honour. It was posthumously awarded to Mr Paty.
…the leader slow-walks toward us, fist pumping slowly, with that trademark ponderous tread of his (dating back at least to his boardroom entrances in The Apprentice), adjusts the mike, leans slightly sideways, and lances into it all with a stark declaration: “We brought you a lot of car plants, Michigan! We brought you a lot of car plants. You know that, right?”
Comes in prompt response the ear-splitting roar of affirmation, clear as clear can be: Yes, Mr. President, we know that! A joyful knowledge, a knowledge to celebrate: all those jobs in all those car plants! But what exactly is it possible to know about those car plants? I could not have been the only one in that obstreperous crowd, made up overwhelmingly of Michiganders, to know the presumably important fact that, well…those car plants didn’t exist. Any member in good standing of the ancient “reality-based community” could have told you that since the coming of Trump no new car plants had been built in Michigan, that since his ascension not less than three thousand Michiganders had lost jobs in the vital auto sector.
Perhaps it wasn’t Trump’s fault, but it was a fact. But what was a fact exactly?
He had promised Michigan new car plants and within the chilly expanse of his own mind he had delivered. And the roar of worshipful approbation meant that he had carried these thousands of souls to that place with him. “Dang!” a sweatshirted middle-aged woman told me afterward as we waited in line to buy hot dogs and lemonade. “I had no idea he had done so much for the state! I mean, people hardly even talk about it…” She was a nurse, trained in anatomy, physiology, biology—science, that is to say. But to her the president’s word was Truth; the idea that “people hardly even talk about” the car plants because they don’t exist was not only heretical but inconceivable. She couldn’t conceive it and neither could the thousands of others shouting around me.
New York Review of Books
The Con He Rode In On
Why do people hardly even talk about all the car plants Donald Trump has brought to Michigan?