I think, ironically, these two pieces are the opposites of
each other. Kourtney’s piece is about
seeing a man that we all see as a priest, but who is a really extraordinary
person, where Birkerts’ piece is about him trying to self-identify himself. Mark
Andrew Moore seems like the person that is taken for granted a lot and people
don’t usually see his true uniqueness—everybody is caught-up on the title of
priest, so they think that’s all he is. Birkerts seems wildly confused about
his place in the world and in some ways feels like he has to identify himself
based on where he comes from versus looking at his true self to just be. I like
the idea of titles (Priest and Northerner) as modes of misperception, as if these
titles are self-explanatory and any other title that these people could be
given would be contradictory.
Monday, March 24, 2014
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Ned the Bus driver
Long, white beard, starting from sideburns and reaching to
the middle of his bloating stomach: two of the most notable traits. Not necessarily
tall, but not short; he’s probably around 5’9”. He’s usually in a sitting position from my
view. And if it weren’t for the heather grey uniform t-shirt he wears, you
would almost think he was quintessentially Santa Claus. In conversation, his
voice can either give a scruffy, raspy feel or the soothing kind that could
lull a baby to sleep. You can get the impression of his hardships, while taking
comfort in his words. Eating on the bus during his routes is essential. A spill
of coffee on the shirt or sticky finger, while driving a bus presents the odor
of staleness: breaks are rare and taken too quickly. Often find myself
thinking: “How did you become a bus driver?” The sad reality that misfortune
placed him in a job, he does not love is never shown in his eyes, only joy. He wears
multifunctional glasses that are tainted yellow to work perfectly for driving
in the sunshine. His eyes are revealingly genuine by the wrinkles that are present
by smiling often. The kind of laughter that causes you to laugh although you
may not find it funny: big, horsey, jolly. “HO HO HO!” The Santa Claus effect
breaks in, when I exit the bus to say “Have a good day” and he responses “Oooh,
some days are just better.”
Monday, March 10, 2014
Response to Whoredom Kimmage-Mahoney
I like how Mahoney was able to depict the Irish based on
their accent and how they could always guess if she was an American. I don’t
know whether or not she was trying to contrast Irish men from Irish women by
using the anecdotal piece about the fisherman and the gay women she meet in the
pub, but I think it gives the idea that being gay is something that is
misunderstood? I also like her apprehension to go to a gay bar because she was
straight and compares her apprehension to what these gay women feel everyday. I
think this piece shows how stereotypes are formed even within the gay community
because Freddy and several others wanted Rose to self indentify with “gay” or “bisexual”.
This piece definitely shows how different personalities come together to be a
community where everyone is similar, but my question is Rose really taking
something form these people or just telling a story about this one time she
went to a gay pub in Ireland?
Response to Shadow of Nation- Smith
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