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R. took T. to his various activities: martial arts, Vic’s and basketball. I stayed home and got food for A. and I and otherwise did as little as possible. R. got us takeout pizza and wings from DiCapri’s for dinner. T. went and got a small pizza from Sorrento’s.
I had trouble falling asleep — I was napping all day, so probably not a symptom, just an effect of resting — so I listened to some episodes of Rachel Maddow’s Bag Man on my Echo Dot. I had to figure out how to access podcasts in order, which was a lot trickier than it seems like it should be. I started out just asking Alexa for a podcast, and got an episode of Invisibilia, which was okay — about a young woman who was doing inner city youth radio and fell for an elaborate set of lies, and then went back and talked to the person who told the whoppers to better understand why those lies were told. It was pretty good, altho I agree with the fellow students of the kid telling the whoppers: that shit was in no way plausible. I found the story a little upsetting, because it never did in any way address the glaring problem of when a middle class or above person gets involved in trying to get Po People or Marginalized People or whatever to tell their stories, and is basically _looking_ for some cartoonishly exaggerated Po People or Marginalized People story — and gets it, whether it is true or not. This is straight up terrible, and I don’t mean terrible journalism, which it also is and which the person doing the podcast was worried about. It’s terrible. It is porn-y and not in a good way. It is exploitative. It is treating people as Other and assuming that their stories will be Super Different in a way that reifies the awfulness of their life.
Gah.
FWIW, it also annoys me when people go looking for Noble Poor People or whatever, also. It even annoys me when people go looking for All Humans Are Basically the Same Everywhere stories. Look, let the story tell itself. Don’t go looking for a particular one.
Bag Man is fun. Obviously, lots of potential parallels. But it is just amazing to hear the story, so much of it told with audio clips, or interviews with the prosecutors who were young at the time, but who still vividly tell the story all these decades later.
I’m really sore today: neck, abs. I can really feel in my body where I wrenched everything as I was falling. I thought maybe I had imagined those falling and trying to recover sensations, but wow, imagination doesn’t cause this kind of sore. And honestly, neither does whiplash.
I had trouble falling asleep — I was napping all day, so probably not a symptom, just an effect of resting — so I listened to some episodes of Rachel Maddow’s Bag Man on my Echo Dot. I had to figure out how to access podcasts in order, which was a lot trickier than it seems like it should be. I started out just asking Alexa for a podcast, and got an episode of Invisibilia, which was okay — about a young woman who was doing inner city youth radio and fell for an elaborate set of lies, and then went back and talked to the person who told the whoppers to better understand why those lies were told. It was pretty good, altho I agree with the fellow students of the kid telling the whoppers: that shit was in no way plausible. I found the story a little upsetting, because it never did in any way address the glaring problem of when a middle class or above person gets involved in trying to get Po People or Marginalized People or whatever to tell their stories, and is basically _looking_ for some cartoonishly exaggerated Po People or Marginalized People story — and gets it, whether it is true or not. This is straight up terrible, and I don’t mean terrible journalism, which it also is and which the person doing the podcast was worried about. It’s terrible. It is porn-y and not in a good way. It is exploitative. It is treating people as Other and assuming that their stories will be Super Different in a way that reifies the awfulness of their life.
Gah.
FWIW, it also annoys me when people go looking for Noble Poor People or whatever, also. It even annoys me when people go looking for All Humans Are Basically the Same Everywhere stories. Look, let the story tell itself. Don’t go looking for a particular one.
Bag Man is fun. Obviously, lots of potential parallels. But it is just amazing to hear the story, so much of it told with audio clips, or interviews with the prosecutors who were young at the time, but who still vividly tell the story all these decades later.
I’m really sore today: neck, abs. I can really feel in my body where I wrenched everything as I was falling. I thought maybe I had imagined those falling and trying to recover sensations, but wow, imagination doesn’t cause this kind of sore. And honestly, neither does whiplash.