from the archives of the silence of the Q v5

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Hey! It’s the bard’s birthday! Happy birthday Billy jiggley javelin from all us living punters in the
21st century. You are still the greatest.

And of course, I notice the 23. sigh.

And what else. In a bouncy mood today, like a rabbit in spring. Or even better, a rabbit made of springs! I got my bunny back yesterday – man, have I had adventures since she left, man has she had adventures since she left! The biggest atrocity I heard of was that she went to the island Java, and only drank instantized coffee. That’s globalization for you.

I wonder if Captain planet and the planeteers would have been for globalization… probably not. Is globalization akin to a minstrel show? A non native culture steals another’s identifiers and then uses them for enjoyment and art… yes, but I think intent has a lot to do with it. I’m not insulting the indonisians by drinking a cup of coffee. Yet at the same time, by drinking java from java I’m depriving the Javans of their java from java. I’m helping rob a culture of its signifiers, and thus making that culture more weak and trivial when compared to my own. This might to me explain the acceptable/unacceptable use of some of the more heinous words in the English language. I, not being of a specific culture and using such a word steals it from the other, weakening and trivializing their people. They, however, can use the word all they wish because it reinforces their boundaries and identity as a people? I dunno. It seems fishy to me.

So glad I’m not posting this one. It’d be a hate-mail supreme with a side of fries.