Saturday, August 24, 2013

race and a cyborg

 Reflections on white privilege and racism against Asians in hollywood and TV.


Breakfast with Google Glass, Cat, Chad and Michael. 

Monday, August 19, 2013

randoms

four year old niece: "I want to be three again!" 
me: "I'm sorry but you can't be three again. You can only grow up!=)"
niece: "OH NO!!!!," starts screaming and crying.







"Why is ‘the suit’ or ‘corporate uniform’ so important for managers? I suggest that it is because the highly tailored, dark-coloured (often black, dark grey or navy) business suits function to seal the bodies of men and women managers. Firm, straight lines and starched creases give the appearance of a body that is impervious to outside penetration...Business suits not only give the impression of a body that is impervious to outside penetration but also of a body that is impervious to the dangers and threats of matter that is inside the body making its way to the outside. It is considered inappropriate for matter to make its way from the inside to the outside of bodies (for example, farting, burping, urinating, spitting, dribbling, sneezing, coughing, having a ‘runny nose’, crying and sweating) in most inner city workplaces. This observation about people wearing business suits avoiding farting, burping and so on in public almost seems too banal to mention. The performative (Butler 1997) takes on the appearance of the natural. Phillip Garner (1983: 30) destabilizes this naturalness in his comic photograph of the ‘half-suit’...."The suit helps to create an illusion of a hard, or at least a firm and ‘proper’, body that is autonomous, in control, rational and masculine. It gives the impression that bodily boundaries continually remain intact and reduce potential embarrassment caused by any kind of leakage. When bodies are draped in soft, light fabrics it is often possible to see the boundaries of the body – the rise and fall of the chest, mound of the breast, contour of the muscle. It is possible to see a spot of blood, a smear of dirt, a piece of flesh. Such matter signifies a body that cannot be neatly contained, a body that is not always rational and in control, a body that is both desirable and disgusting." 


Theweleit (1987) discusses some of ways in which young boy’s bodies (through the military academy) are reconstructed into soldiers’ bodies: the boy becomes ‘a man with machine-like periphery, whose interior has lost its meaning’.




Saturday, August 10, 2013

Handfasting






It was an honor to officiate Whitney and Jennifer’s Handfasting Ceremony last night! Here is my outline for those of you interested. 

"Greetings sisters, brothers, family, friends and guests.
We gather here on this beautiful day in this magnificent place to celebrate the handfasting of Jennifer Wilson and Whitney Hutsell.

I’m sure you know it is an HONOR to be here as a witness to your handfasting ceremony. I am not alone when I say that you two are gifts to our lives, and you are the proof that this universe is divine.


HISTORY

For those of you who don't know, Handfasting is the traditional ceremony that lead to the expression “tying the knot” to mean marriage. It became popular in medieval Europe, when people wanted to get married but did not have access to a priest. For handfasting, all they needed was a witness, someone to tie the knots, and for a cosmic element they looked to the biblical truism found in Matthew 18:20, when the voice of the highest love and mystery says: “When 2 or 3 gather in my name, There I am in their midst.” Well. Here we are, 3 or more of us, and we are all gathered here in the name of Love. Shall we begin?

To get us in the mood, I will read a poem that you both chose for this occasion.

I love you
not only for what you are,
But for what I am
when I am with you.

I love you, Not only for what
you have made of yourself,

But for what
you are making of me.


I love you

For the part of me
that you bring out;


I love you
For putting your hand
into my heaped-up heart

And passing over
all the foolish, weak things

That you can't help dimly seeing there,

And for drawing out
into the light

All the beautiful belongings
that no one else had looked

Quite far enough to find


I love you Because you
are helping me to make
of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern,
but a temple.

Out of the works
of my every day

Not a reproach,
but a song.


I love you
Because you have done

More than any creed
could have done

To make me good.
 And more than any fate
could have done

To make me happy.
You have done it

Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.

You have done it
by being yourself.

The large energizes the little as the atmosphere energizes the flame. Therefore, as one, large body, let us all rise. If you cannot rise with your body, rise with your mind. Open and relax your hands and face them towards the couple.

Now our bodies are synchronized. To sync up our minds, lets all think about Whitney and Jennifer. Just think about their kindness, their relationship to you, their love for each other and for their friends and family.

Now that we are all in love and our minds are in relative synchrony, as one voice, let’s repeat the sacred prayer three times and affirm our commitment to this couple.

Whitney and Jennifer,
Thank you
thank you
thank you.
We see you, we love you, we support you.

You may sit.

Together, our witnessing awareness will energize and consecrate your commitment to each other as we now listen to your vows and watch you exchange rings.

VOWS

You have made your vows, one to the other, before your largest and highest selves. Now we are ready to complete the handfasting.  Each family member will announce their hopes for your marriage and then tie their ribbon around your hands.

HANDFASTING

Imagine that woven into these cords, imbued into the fibers, are all the hopes of your friends and family, and of yourselves, for your new life together.
Now, kiss your first kiss as a married couple, and celebrate this union for the rest of your lives!




Friday, August 02, 2013









































May all beings be Free and in Love.



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