Gotta write gotta write gotta write
Feels like I will always have a response to write for class and no time to write it in. Because really, I haven't got a whole lot to say in response to Lukacs except, maybe, what. Adorno gets a chortle, because, really, my dude, you gotta stop drinking the bitter stuff and lighten up a bit. Jameson sounds like a hippie. A Marxist hippie. It's all relative, man. We're reacting to the man, but movies are cool, ya know...
You can really only say two things, it turns out. Or one. The world used to be unified, and now it's not. That's either good or bad, depending on how you see it. Or you can say we've slipped back into the sheeple masses and individualism is over again. Or maybe it never existed. Okay so you can say more than one thing, but. It's really all the same.
Which means I'm a Marxist, I guess.
ESTHER I MISS YOU
ReplyDeleteAnd like ... I've gotta admit I'm kinda jealous of the intellectual stuff you're doing rn. 'Cause, like, my children are still struggling with, like "up" and "down," and it's been forever since I was able to really talk about ... interesting? ... things.
I miss you.
Oh I definitely lean toward the Marxist lenses, that's for sure. Much easier to do so when there's such economic factors in my life that make the class things stick out more in literature (and life).
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