This is the first part of the Socratic dialogue:
If you've ever delved into feminist theory, you are aware of Judith Butler. She is one of my intellectual heroes and in my opinion one of the great thinkers of our time. I am more attuned to her notions on the socio-political, such as her thoughts on precarious life, terrorism and sovereignty. Although I understand her ontology regarding gender performativity and false heteronormative binaries (see graphic below), I still feel there is gender biology at work to some (perhaps miniscule) degree that tends to inform our identity. Still, the thinker Butler rocks, and what ontology isn't rendered clearer when interrogated by cats?
This is the first part of the Socratic dialogue:
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I want to get off! Dear World: Please excuse Pamela from life today. She is--pardon the cliché--sick as a dog. Actually, if she were a dog she’d be healthy (a cold, wet nose), haha. Any available cavity in her head is plugged and pulsing (see diagram below), and her throat is lined with cactus needles. She’s not hearing very well, and take it from me, she’s cranky. She feels sticky and inflamed and wholly unpresentable. As an aside she sliced off a section of her fingernail (luckily it was within the half-moon range) yesterday while chopping a tomato, which enhances her general dishevelment. It was my intention to write a blog post of my own today, but a writer friend of mine posted this on her author wall, and it was simply TOO BRILLIANT to leave un-shared. Really cats are almost an unfair advantage in a writer's life ... and this one, Henri, is a priceless muse. I shall add his book to my Goodreads list!
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Pamela LangleyIn the past decade I have written memoirs for a nun, tutored children from Somalia, edited a college literary magazine, interned at Literary Arts in Portland, published a few stories, graduated from University with highest honors, given a speech to a packed house at the Schnitz, remodeled a fixer-upper, written grants for programs that helped, extended my emotional /intellectual horizons, made an intra-state move, started a business, regained my groove, placed my finger back on the pulse, joined Facebook, Pinterest and LinkedIn, bought a smartphone, traveled, raised puppies, and most importantly--honed my writing skills. I bare myself here on The Paper Garden and hope some moments will resonate with you. Archives
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