Sunday, July 26, 2020

Toxicity and boundaries


Two themes I've been thinking a lot about these past few months are toxicity and boundaries. They've come up for me as notable ideas this year, mostly because I think the world has shown that a lot of toxic things, ways of being, and entire systems can't be left unchecked without establishing specific boundaries. Covid-19 is spreading as it is in many places around the US, and continuing to infect people across the world (no, the numbers aren't going down in "civilized" places, either). The virus itself is literally toxic in that it's killing tens of thousands and causing potentially life-long damage for those who recover. And remember, a large percentage of these deaths are completely avoidable.
I also see toxicity in how the world is trying to expunge this poison. The world is vomiting everything out, good and bad. Countries are trying to expel foreigners (part of the reason why I’m still in Canada and not sure about going back to the US/Switzerland). The racial uprisings across the US and elsewhere are another example of healing, angry energy that simply had to erupt. I think this could be cleansing, evacuating all of the sickness, but then is the Western world okay with being empty? Probably not. A driving force in our toxic behavior is, of course, the need to consume.
One of the ways boundaries have emerged as important is masks and social distancing regulations. I see these as boundaries and distance influenced by toxicity, but I’m also thinking about the gap between how people are treated versus how they should be treated. People seem to be so ready to transgress the physical boundaries, yet that gap remains difficult to cross.
 It's sad that this is a polemic statement, but you should care enough about other people to change your behavior in meaningful ways. This means wearing a mask. This means social distancing. This means donating money to Black people, also and especially Black Disabled people, Black Trans people and other marginalized folks within the Black community. This also means making space for them in ways that might make your life more difficult.
Bob the drag Queen, in a poignant discussion with Lucy Stoole about the wave of Black Queer town hall meetings that have been happening across the country, pointed out that in order for Black folks to gain power it means that White people have to lose power. Point blank periodt. That makes a lot of folks uncomfortable, but this is truly what restorative justice looks like. A lot of privileged people are going to have to give up privilege, which, to them might feel like oppression. It is not a coincidence that Karen and her friends are claiming oppression, when asked to engage in the slight inconvenience of wearing a mask in public.
I’m not really sure where these thoughts are going. If I were a better academic, I’d try to write an actual paper about this. For now, I suppose I’m just satisfied with having written this much.

Tuesday, July 7, 2020

A new life

I've been playing with the idea of starting up the ole blog again. Now, when I should probably be focusing on writing other things (dissertation, projects, applications, etc.). Still, I've always found this version of screaming into the void a tad bit more appealing. At least the stakes are lower. Since my last post, I have:


  • gone through numerous cycles of executive (dys)function
  • seriously considered quitting my PhD 
  • Published an article 
  • Submitted the first article from my PhD to a journal
  • Submitted an co-authored article to a journal...only to have it rejected
  • Resubmitted said article
  • MOVED TO VANCOUVER 
  • witnessed the world going through the early phases of what will most likely be (at least) a year-long pandemic
  • Seen the people of the country where I happened to be born collectively mobilize because people that look like me can and continue to be murdered by the police with impunity
  • started dealing with the mental health repercussions of those last two things
  • extended my stay in Vancouver until December
  • not worked as much as I should have
  • Eaten a lot
  • tried to work out because I have the time
  • experienced yet another debilitating back problem
  • stopped working out
  • bought a number of video games to try and escape

So now, I guess I'm using this blog to process. Not entirely sold on the format, but I think it might be good for me to get back into the regular habit of a kind of writing that doesn't make me feel incapable.