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Month: November 2018 (page 1 of 3)

Image of the Week: Tag yourself I’m an Old Millennial

Some weeks you just need a laff.

At first I thought this meme was just shitposting and silliness. Then I looked closer.

 

Ah yes, pogs.

I will never forget the time that my brother and his friend challenged each other to a six-pack-of-Surge challenge during a Superbowl. (I think they made it to four.) Or the framed Pikachu card I have in my kitchen (yes I’m serious), gifted to me by my brother after he moved on from dominating the Pokemon card came.

Personally, I had a—briefly—a collection of pogs.

My brother is Core Gen Y (he’s younger than me).

I’m Early Gen Y.

I’ve never loved thinking of myself as a Millennial, but I’ve come to terms with it. As a generation, they’re too whiny and short-sighted (at least as described by Boomers) to be something that I wanted to identify myself with. Birth years don’t lie, and no matter how much I hate thinking about myself in that way, my life trajectory is quite Millennial.

The best descriptor I’ve found for myself is “Old Millennial.” There was a time in my life when I didn’t know what the internet was, and I became an adult without owning a cell phone. Most of my childhood was spent reading books or running around in the woods or at ballet class. Growing up, our household was wired—my dad loves computers and we had a lot of PC games—but my first encounter with high-speed internet or AOL messaging was in college. My folks still had dial-up well into my undergraduate days (I would connect to open wifi when I was home for breaks, otherwise my blossoming internet habit tied up the phone line for hours).

Anyway.

I love how memes can convey such depth of truth with such brevity. The best memes refine a complex concept or set of symbols to a very fine point, presented in such an unrefined manner that they demand that your mind do the work of assembling the pieces back together.

That’s why they’re so sticky. The meme only sets the stage.

You still have to do the work.

 

I was not prepared for this week

 

I love the feeling of learning. Of unwrinkling a crumpled corner of my brain. Unfurling a little thread of understanding, tender and new and open to exploring.

Or the complete opposite, when your former mental model is pulled out from under you so fast that you don’t know what’s going on and have to reorient yourself on the fly before you break something.

Getting my chest bashed in last week was the latter. Since then, it (and I’m not even sure exactly of what “it” is) has been like drinking from a firehose.

  • Like I said in that blog post, I’ve been sidling up to a confrontation with Gnosticism for quite some time. My understanding of spiritual warfare has been developing slowly over time, starting with the election in 2016. Over the summer I felt like I had finally climbed to the top of a tall ladder and had just peeked my head over a new threshold of reality, like climbing to the top of a mountain on a foggy day. I was just getting my bearings, and could barely recognize other mountains and landmarks but not any of the valleys or plains under the fog.
  • Reading Jordanetics was like a wind rushing through, revealing a landscape that was a mottled jumble of lush, green growing things and glittery, hardened sediment. Fog still clings to much of it. I’m gazing out, trying to get my bearings, and realizing how just how much I don’t know. Then I look down, and see the fog clinging to my shoes. I feel it sticking to my hair like cobwebs. Another hiker passes by and points out the fog that’s settled into my pack. There’s a lot of work to be done.
  • This week at work has also been A Week ™. Some of the roadblocks and learning opportunities with my boss dovetailed with what I’ve been learning (GREAT SCOTT, a THEME!) but I realized something even bigger: I wouldn’t have been in a position to learn all this stuff without having worked for my boss. Despite, or because, of him being…not the bess boss ever…he has taught be an immense amount about a certain type of person and why that type of person operates in the the ways that he does. My boss is very much an NPC, the epitome of bleeding-heart liberal, and working with him in the context of a well-established organization has been illuminating.
  • It doesn’t hurt that I see a lot of similarities between my boss’s personality and Jordan Peterson’s personality—likely INFJ. But, MBTI is based on Jungian philosophy so I’ll have to rip that apart, too.
  • Other things that are now on the anti-gnosticism radar: Harry Potter, The Neverending Story, and all the fantasy literature that I devoured as a child. The occult symbolism surrounding the k-pop act Red Velvet. Persuasion, hypnosis/neurolinguistic programming, and marketing techniques. The REAL problem of the university (it may not be communism). The allure of wanting to find the secret that changes your life, instead of recognizing that you know exactly what to do—it’s just hard to do it.
  • I’ve always felt that this blog is somewhat of a rambling, incoherent mess. It was important to me to continue, despite it being a mess, but still a mess. Events from today indicate that maybe it’s not so much of a mess as I’d thought. (It’s still a mess, tho.)
  • At my first job, I experienced my first bout of understanding what was happening as I was in a period of “leveling up.” I found myself in a period where I had more responsibility but wasn’t competent enough to fully handle it. I was hanging on—barely—and realized this is what growth feels like. This week has felt a lot like that, only in a different domain and scale. I pray that I have the grace and the courage to follow through, wherever it leads.

I don’t really know how to react to this day, or to this week. It’s more than I can handle at this time. I also know, in the way that you can feel down to your bones, that there’s an answer to prayer in here somewhere. I’m note entirely sure what, and I’m not entirely sure why, but it’s clear that I’m on the right track.

There’s a crazy amount for me to process, and years of intuitive frameworks to rip apart, but this is only the start of the fun.

The Coffee-No Sleep Cycle

Lately I’ve been in a bad mood.

“Bad mood” is perhaps understating it.

A creeping feeling of malaise. Low-level anxiety about the future. A tendency toward the Doomer mentality. Extra difficulties with my work situation. Conveniently finding ways to avoid interacting with people. And the tiredness. Always the tiredness.

(Sounds kind of like depression.)

I used to feel like this all the time.

I’m noticing it now because I don’t feel like that much anymore. Sure, there are random bouts of melancholy (and always will be), but the all-encompassing black cloud left when I started cleaning the sugar and grains out of my diet.

While I haven’t been eating carbs lately,* I definitely haven’t been getting enough sleep. Especially now that I’m back in the gym lifting weights, which probably requires more sleep rather than less.

To compensate, of course, I drink coffee. Hot, black, and delicious.

As I feel more tired, I drink more coffee.

As I drink more coffee, I feel wired longer and tend to stay awake at night.

Which leads to me feeling tired, which leads to more coffee, which leads to staying up at night….

You know how this works. I’m not the only person who has this problem.

The thing is, it’s not just a “coffee” problem. Or a “tiredness” problem. This vicious cycle has started to change my baseline mood for the worse.

This is not a time in my life when I want to have a bad mood.

I want to be on it: optimistic, future-oriented, clear eyed, and ready to go. There is a volatile time coming up in our history, and I need to be prepared but not terrified. There are many goals that I’d like to reach, and I need to be working on them instead of beating myself up over and over that I’m not doing something right (or better, or at all).

The coffee-fatigue cycle is not helping me at all.

So. The way to break out is by breaking out. Like many things in life, this recursive loop will require breaking. I’ll go to bed earlier tonight, and drink less coffee tomorrow.

The next night, I’ll go to bed even earlier and drink less coffee still. I’ll probably drop the ball a few nights, but that’s okay. Compound interest will help me fix my problem.

If you’re also having troubles with the DOOM mentality, look at where you stand in the Coffee-No Sleep cycle.

(And join me in breaking out.)

 

 


*PSA: If you’re extremely sensitive to carbs like me, even a little bit of honey in a beef stick will mess you up. Always read the labels. ALWAYS.

Regulate, Regular-Irregular, and NCT 127’s magnificent SIMON SAYS

With the release of the repack album Regulate and its single “Simon Says,” NCT 127 completes the Regular-Irregular cycle.

“Cycle” seems like the wrong word to use. It calls up Wagner and epics and possibly Vikings. This is just k-pop. And yet, it fits.

Perhaps this is because with the “Simon Says” video, we loop back to the very first teasers for “Regular.” Our group, as office workers, dreaming of something better. Fully fledged, those dreams became the “Regular” video.

In “Simon Says,” office dreams have turned into a nightmare.

Or at least a weird fashion dystopia featuring a giant table fit for a cabal of villains.

“Simon Says” is a fabulously NCT 127-type of song. It’s rhythmic, bass-heavy, a little bit grotty, and weird. This is why we like NCT 127, because they provide something different from a typical refined, pre-packaged k-pop release.

For me, standout bits of this song are, in no particular order:

  • The “fishbowl” mixing effect (similar to “Boss”) with lots of ear candy—there are many layers of distortion and ad libs that blossom when you listen with headphones
  • Haechan and Taeil lead the vocal line to victory with that bridge—one of the best moments of the song
  • I love the nod to the choreo (and dystopian concept) of Baekhyn and Loco’s “Young
  • The bass. This one bites a little bit harder than “Cherry Bomb” or “Limitless”
  • Vans with shoelaces tied around everybody’s ankles over their pants
  • The octaves—seriously, the vocal line killed on this song
  • Best English line ever: “Bless me, achoo”
  • I can’t stop dancing to it

The music video wasn’t super-exciting, but I can deal with that. I’d like to get a dance practice video to get a good look at the choreography, but I’m not holding out for a masterpiece. Apparently they learned this choreo in an insanely short amount of time while they were promoting “Regular” in the US.

Side note: I love the timbre of Taeyong’s voice. It has this stretchy, almost creaky texture to it.

Turning to Regulate, the repack album, I prefer the original. The concept and song selection on Regular-Irregular is already fantastic, and I don’t feel like the addition of new songs made it any better. The Korean version of “Chain,” while great (…off the chain, you might say), doesn’t match with the vibe of this album at all. It’s jarring to me, and not in a good way. “Welcome to my Playground” doesn’t grab me.

The one exception is “Simon Says.” It enters at just the right time—directly after the dream-turned-nightmare of the interlude—and that war chant at the beginning helps to set off the “irregular” portion of the album.

Conceptually, this comeback was a success. The overall concept of Regular-Irregular/Regulate is pretty cool, albeit a bit complicated. Hey, it’s NCT. Complication comes with the territory.

Some of the details of execution could have been done better, such as the other b-sides in the repack, but I don’t think they detracted enough from the overall concept to be a problem. The biggest issue, for me, is the title track. I still dislike “Regular” and don’t see that changing anytime soon.

I can deal with that. Concept is king.

 

 


NCT 127 will always be “NCT one-twenty-seven” to me, instead of “NCT one-two-seven.” You’re welcome.

Christmas decorations and feminism

The jackals of social media have descended on Melania Trump’s Christmas decorations.

AIDE: There’s this perception you don’t care about children, so we need to—

MELANIA: Get me the blood-red nightmare Christmas trees with NO ORNAMENTS OR PRESENTS

These trees remind me of the Handmaid’s Tale protestors. Perhaps these decorations are more tongue-in-cheek than you think.

Yet when Michelle Obama rolled out a similar treatment, she got a feature in Vogue.

Glowing lava trees

At this point, the double-standard isn’t shocking anymore. Frankly, it’s expected, boring, tiresome. No matter what Melania does, a large subset of the population will criticize her for it regardless of what (or if) they liked the aesthetic last week.

If Melania wore the Gucci clown look (which she never would, but let’s pretend for a moment), it would finally die.

Perhaps the “Cold Melania Doesn’t Care” criticism is real, but ~showing compassion~ wouldn’t turn things around for her. It would just make her weak, and they would swarm. Even divorcing her husband and denouncing everything he stands for wouldn’t do it.

Feminists, which most fashion people tend to be, absolutely hate it when other women go off the reservation. The hate is so strong that it permeates everything—the free-thinking woman can no longer do anything right.

Even Christmas decorations.

I appreciate that Melania does her own thing, with style and grace. She’s certainly not going to get any support from the Style Establishment.

Here are more pics of her Christmas White House.

Plenty of warmth and elegance to go around.

A Very Personal Review of Vox Day’s JORDANETICS

This is less of a review and more of a reaction.

When I opened Vox Day’s Jordanetics last week, I was expecting something similar to what Vox has posted in his blog and uploaded in his YouTube livestreams: a fairly straightforward takedown of Jordan B Peterson and his views. The takedown would go a little bit too far (it’s a bit much for me to fathom going that hard at someone with an admitted mental illness, but then again I’m a girl and I don’t go hard at anyone), would probably make a few wisecracks about the all-meat diet, and would pull apart JPB’s books in a way that people couldn’t ignore.

What I did not expect was the stake to the heart.

But more on that in a bit. First, a look at Jordanetics: A Journey into the Mind of Humanity’s Greatest Thinker.

I particularly liked how the book was structured at the beginning—a mix of social proof, evidence, and reasoning. First we have an introduction from Milo Yiannopoulos, who has been personally lied about by Jordan “don’t say things that aren’t true” Peterson. Milo’s writing style is always a little abrasive, but it’s good to get a third angle on things.

Then, we have an introduction to how Vox got involved, in typical Vox style. There are a few parts of this book that are going to stick with me for quite some time, and Vox’s analysis of JBP handles citations and evidence is going to be one of those things. It’s one thing to make small errors or fail to understand statistics well (quite common among university faculty). It’s quite another thing to cite the complete opposite conclusion from what the authors wrote in a study. That is bending evidence into a pre-formed conclusion. It’s straight-up fraud.

This analysis is followed by a very long list of quotes pulled from YouTube comments, an analysis of like/dislike ratios, and a transcript of the Voxiversity video on JBP (let’s be real: the transcript doesn’t do the video justice—the comedic timing of the editing is superb). This part is highly skippable and mostly receipts. It’s somewhat equivalent to a grumpy dad saying to a group of rowdy kids, “I wasn’t going to come downstairs and break this up, but y’all wouldn’t stop so now I’m here.”

Vox acknowledges that people like myself, Owen Benjamin, and others feel “bewildered” or “tricked” at how we could be taken in by this guy. Even after knowing about his involvement with the Trilateral Commission, his judgement of the Brett Kavanaugh situation, and reading this book, part of me still likes some of JBP’s messages. It’s tough to sort through the lies while still holding onto appreciation for the small truths, such as his admonishment to “do it badly.” I set very high standards for myself, so to see myself “failing” in the first steps of a new venture is disheartening. I like having a touchstone that things still worth doing badly when you’re first getting started, even though I know there are many other ways to get that touchstone.

With that in mind, Vox then dismantles many anticipated objections to his arguments, from “JBP is a respected academic” to “How do I know that you aren’t the one lying about him?” I particularly liked the response to latter objection, because it illuminates quite a few other cultural battles that are going on at the moment.

With the (lengthy) preamble dispensed of, Vox proceeds to take apart each of the 12 rules while weaving together an argument of how, following an ancient pattern, JBP is another in a long line of false teachers. It is a line of argument that I was not expecting, especially from Vox. It is an argument that punched me in the face, and for reasons that had nothing to do with Jordan Peterson.

You see, I am drawn to gnosticism like a moth to a flame. A gnostic view of the world is one in which there is hidden knowledge, and that to find salvation one must find and uncover those secrets.

It’s not surprising that I’m drawn to this way of thinking. I am a seeker. I am intelligent and highly intuitive, someone who has always loved fairy tales and myths. I’m the type of person who is always aware that there is something that I do not know. I’m fairly emotionally obtuse, so I’m always learning new things about myself (uncovering hidden knowledge, you may say.)

You might be this type of person, too.

In grad school, I remember learning about the sophists, and how they used rhetoric to essentially “manifest” the reality they wanted. That type of thinking hasn’t gone away, and in fact flourishes today more than ever. I rely on the Jung-influenced MBTI in my interactions with people, and it’s been on my list for so very long to dive into Jung’s writings on archetype and the psyche. I am fascinated by persuasion and conspiracy theories and little known facts.

As a Christian, I’ve been careful to avoid the occult—but setting that personal boundary has not erased its allure.

Over the past year or so, I’ve started to notice that many of my main influences are very gnostic-based. I’ve started noticing patterns of thought repeating around me. Every once in a while, I would stop and think to myself “I really need to examine the origins of this.”

It would be useful to identify the gnostic influence in my life and in my thinking, but it would also be hard. So I ignored it.

Which brings us back to this book, and this particular passage, which is included in the chapter on rule 11:

For, as long as Satan is not integrated, the world is not healed and man is not saved. But Satan represents evil, and how can evil be integrated? There is only one possibility: to assimilate it, that is to say, raise it to the level of consciousness. This is done by means of a very complicated symbolic process which is more or less identical with the psychological process of individuation. In alchemy this is called the conjunction of two principles.

—Carl Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections (as quoted in Jordanetics)

I had a physical reaction to reading this. I am not kidding when I describe it as a punch in the face or a stake to the heart. Remember what I said about not actually having read Carl Jung’s works? This is why that’s a problem.

You see, the way to salvation is not through “integrating” evil through a “very complicated symbolic process.” The way to salvation is through Jesus Christ, and Him only. The narrow path.

To follow Christ, one must reject evil—not integrate it.

This revelation changed the landscape in my heart. Now, it is not merely an intellectual exercise to trace the influence of gnosticism in my mind, up to and including Jordan B Peterson. It is now a matter of right thinking, of the utmost Truth, to sort out the wheat from the tares.

This is not something I can ignore any longer. I need to sit down and do the work of sorting through what I’ve learned in my life, where it came from, and how it contributes to my intuitive “filter” of the world. I do not expect this work to be fun.

It is not often that I have this type of reaction to a book, let alone share it on my blog. I have no doubt that I will write more about my de-gnostificating journey here, and I hope that it will help you, dear reader, if you are anything like me.

Overall, Jordanetics is a worthwhile read, especially if you have enjoyed JBP in the past. I am thankful that I stayed away from his Biblical lectures, because I didn’t trust him to present the Bible truthfully.

Now I know why.

 

 


As with all of the Very Personal Review series, I’m no expert in this category. I can’t always connect a book with broad context or deep history, but I still like to share my experience and thoughts.

The Reader: Human beings are important and the emptiness of leaning in

Red Velvet repack coming soon. This image of Yeri is amazing.

» Melania Trump goes after the haters in a way that Sarah Palin never did on that scale. Respect.

» Speaking of the Trumps, Barron is getting really tall!

» Bullshit jobs and managerial feudalism (or as I like to call it, “petty turtle battles”)

» Favorite performances in k-pop (feat. Taemin and TOP)

» The truth about Cheryl Sandberg and “lean in”

“Lean In” is not fundamentally a feminist manifesto. It is a road map for operating within the existing system, perhaps changing it at the margins to make it easier for other women to, well, operate within the system. Sandberg does not spend much time asking whether the system is so screwed up that pushing against it might be the better route toward meaningful change.

» Always learn more biology

» “We are not servants of an economic system. We are human beings.”

 

» The infrastructure behind the influencer beauty industry (Seed, the company behind Colourpop and Kylie Cosmetics, is one to watch):

Landver believes that the next big lifestyle brand—the next Tory Burch or Martha Stewart, say — will be founded by an influencer. Or several, actually. “As opposed to looking at one big hundred million-dollar brand, we’re looking at building many ten million dollar brands,” says Landver. “I say longtail five times a day. The future is going to be many more small brands focused on smaller segments.”

» Further proof that SM Entertainment’s audio engineers are the real MVPs

Image of the week: A Reminder

Eyes on the prize (that is, Jesus Christ).

Keep dong the work.

Forgive yourself.

The Appreciation Appreciation Post

I’ve never been overly enthusiastic about Thanksgiving.  Orange and brown was never my aesthetic and as a kid with an autoimmune digestive illness the whole focus on “eating too much” was occasionally problematic.

What I do love about Thanksgiving is the premise: it’s a time to give thanks.

We all know how busy we can get, and how difficult it can be to see the big picture in our daily struggles. I often forget (or disregard) all of the good things in my life. I’m grateful for the built-in chance to sit back, contemplate all that God has done in my life and in the world, and truly appreciate.

I’ve been blessed with a lot (being born at this time in history, in America, to loving parents who taught me to know God) and have worked to know myself but also to carve out some small accomplishments on this earth (my health being first and foremost—I didn’t do it all myself but by gum I have to give myself a little credit for doing the work).

It is hard to feel confused or doubtful or hateful when your heart is full of gratitude for what you have received and what exists in your life.

I try to thank God for something (any little thing) every single day, but there is so much to be thankful for.

Happy Thanksgiving, y’all.

 

Creative Achievement Questionnaire Quiz

Finally, an interactive version of the Creative Achievement Questionnaire!

The actual questionnaire was developed by Jordan B Peterson and Shelly Carson. This version is just for fun.

To take the quiz, pick the level that best represent your achievement in that area. If you’re not logged in with a WordPress account, enter your email for the results to be sent to you.

Visual Arts (painting, sculpture)

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