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Top of Our Lungs

posted Jan 28, 2004, 11:30 PM | 3 Comments

I regularly listen to the KCRW World News stream, which includes BBC World Service broadcasts. And lately, as I listen to the recent coverage of Tony Blair's assertive statements to Parliament in the wake of Hutton's Report, I keep coming back to the same thought: I love the way MPs yell and grumble and voice their opinions during Parliament sessions.

During State of the Union addresses—and most Congressional footage I've ever seen—our representatives seem to have only four options for expressing their feedback: clapping, not clapping, standing and clapping... or emitting a quiet, subdued murmur. Beyond that, we see Ted Kennedy shaking his head, we see Hilary blankly clapping like she's just going through the motions. Later, the responses of Senators and Reps get filtered and spun through sporadic media coverage.

If our legislators would be more willing to vocalize their dissent and their support in the midst of the legislative process, in front of the media, then maybe their fearless outspokenness would trickle down through the ranks of the citizens they claim to represent. Though on the surface their restraint may seem more civilized, it in fact encourages (and stems from) a fear of real accountability. I'm all for compromise, but it's a shame that our politicians are so often afraid of speaking their mind out of fear that they'll offend some of their constituents. That kind of fear narrows debate, discourages innovative opinions and solutions, and anestitizes the public to a representative government that ends up seeming flat, distant, and at times irrelevant.

I say yell out loud and catch peoples' attention before we end up in a one party state. Fear is stupid.

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posted Jan 22, 2004, 01:27 PM

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You Might Wanna Turn Your Head

posted Jan 8, 2004, 10:26 PM | 16 Comments

On Sunday night I realized how easy it would be to synch my iPod with my roomate's music collection, so I set it into his dock and went to sleep, as the FireWire cable performed its magic.

During my morning commute on Monday I scrolled through this new grab bag of tunes and settled on an album I hadn't listened to in about 7 years: Ani DiFranco's Not a Pretty Girl. It's an album I listened to rather obsessively for about 6 weeks, mostly during winter break of '95/'96, my freshman year of college. That original copy of the album had been sealed in a Case Logic tomb... until my roomate pulled it out and ripped it last month.

It was a surreal and emotional commute, my first day heading back to work following my recent winter break in the cold northeast. I didn't regret forgetting to bring a book. I relived those six weeks all over again, age 18: the hectic move home after finals; sleeping late and waking up depressed and sluggish; lingering discomfort in my own skin; cold days in an empty house; crystaline trees, snow-caked; laying awake in my dimly-lit dormroom; dark rooms in my parents' house; the composition of bad poetry; multiple girls and multiple confusions.

I can think of very few albums that I've immersed myself into for such an intense period and then put away for such a long time, never overwriting the memories with fresh listens. Now the album offers a tenuous wormhole back to that last incarnation of Me that seems, in my mind, significantly different from the person I am today. Back before everything became... easy. And before my body finally stopped growing. As years pass I have trouble remembering what made him tick, what was so difficult, what made him turn little things huge... where the dark moods in dark rooms came from. But the music helps, a sad sonic snapshot, even though the modern me hears new things in the music.


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