You know, one of the things I've been thinking about during this time of unimaginable grief has been bereavement leave, and how the little time given for grief points to the marginal space human life is given in the world we live in.
I've commented before that so much of the positive thinking or mindfulness seems to be part of a culture that not only personalizes so much struggle but creates this absurd place where your world could be falling apart yet you're encouraged to continuing performing as if it's not
So you have this really absurd existence where it's seen as embarrassing to speak or openly experience the natural and conditioned tragedies of the world, big and small. You lose somebody and after a while, people see it as a drag that you're still sad or not working again.
There's so many cliches around the "get on with it" attitude that sells it as the idea of strength and maturity, when it's really just one of productivity and avoiding making people uncomfortable. I sometimes think kids have it right when they cry openly when they're in pain.
Anyway, I was thinking about how a world can deal with the collective grief of this pandemic. So many lives have been lost, and lives are never singular. For each person, there's connected lives who will be changed forever by the loss. And even worse, the cruel nature of it.
It's not that people are dying, or even that the engine of our society is indifferent to it, but pushed people to early deaths in order to maintain the machine. There's so much grief and anger and not really any space for people to process and express it.
I was being naive in even thinking such grief would have any great effect. Even as people were dying, the narratives were already moving forward. And if there was no respect for those people while they were alive, there's no reason to expect that respect in death.
You can look at the bereavement leave in any state and it's really not much. And worse, people know it's a trap because if you take that time, it could jeopardize your work. And the ones who were hit hardest in this time were people who couldn't even stay home to begin with.
It's one of those things that I think about that really drives in how inhuman so much of this life is. That people can die in such great numbers and their survivors will have to hold back the tears in public to keep things moving. And that's just the way things are.
A few months ago, there was a public memorial for covid victims in Detroit which I thought was a great idea, and probably can only happen precisely because everything had been shut down. But then again, so many more have died since then too. freep.com/story/news/loc…
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I wrote almost weekly about him and it was my secret hope with the team as it is now, that he would return to that form. But it doesn't seem that he will be that way again. Still, what a tremendous season that was. It seemed like he was on a mission to break basketball.
2015-16 Curry is one of the best cases for why we need to talk more about the sense of wonder when it comes to athletes. It's hard to appreciate him otherwise. The rebuttals are always numbers about his effectiveness in the years after. Dumb nerd shit. He was awe-inspiring then.
Sony making the PS5 incompatible with non-approved Bluetooth devices is such a hilarious scam to make people buy their headphones. I know it was a slow transition but it's incredible how the gaming world is basically about milking the most money out of people now.
(Please don't explain to me how to connect a Bluetooth device. I know.)
Beyond the Bluetooth thing, every game now is like $60 for the standard version, and then having to purchase expensive packs afterwards for more content that you could have usually unlocked in the regular game for free as a reward for beating it.
When Trump said Hope Hicks testing positive was bizarre because she had tested negative a few times before, it seemed like the stupidest thing, considering that she was still going to social events and rallies, but apparently that's also how people have been living lately.
There's been a lot of "I consistently tested negative, which apparently meant that I can be social as if the pandemic doesn't exist, and now somehow I've tested positive?" stories coming out this holiday season
Wouldn't even be so wild if people were just seeing one or two others, but some are in full parties and events as if a negative test is a mark of blood to protect them from the virus
The explicitly paternalist character of these questions suggests that a belief in the “dehumanization” of enslaved people is locked in an inextricable embrace with the very history of racial abjection it ostensibly confronts. bostonreview.net/forum/walter-j…
I forgot who it was who also said that rather than "humanizing" anyone, the attempts solidify the thinking that the subjects are people whose humanity had to be proven in the first place, and then supposedly defended over and over
This reminds me of the suggestions that Fred Hampton was class over race, and how it seems that so many of those distinctions come from trying to separate the two concepts that are inseparable as a result of slavery. Also, I love when Great Britain is exposed.
I once interviewed a player who was retiring because his cognitive functions had declined so much that he often couldn't remember where he was, and had terrible mood swings, after experiencing what he said was more than ten concussions through his career. Most of them unrecorded.
The silly outlet kept trying to position the story as him saying his goodbyes and thanking the various teams he played for, and I couldn't do it without centering the fact that the man's brain had been ruined without anyone taking the problem seriously.
First concussion was when he was in his teens. Got elbowed during a header in training. Trainer made him count backwards and sent him back out. As he was driving home, he pulled over, called the coach and asked how he got on the road. Had no recollection.
Literally checking out, text message pops up, accidentally click on it, come back as fast as I could, and it was gone. I just started laughing. This must be what Job felt like.