Do you ever get questions that are a little less shallow? Before I explain what I mean I just want to say that I’m not a hater. In fact, this is probably my favorite blog to read.
But sometimes it gets a little repetitive. Dumb people in relationships and dumb people who don’t know how to have sex. That’s about it, over and over again.
I mean, if that’s all you ever get then cool. I’m not saying I don’t read and enjoy them. I just wonder if you ever get more interesting questions, and if so, why aren’t you answering those too?
Sorry to let you down there, Gore Vidal, but this is an advice column on the internet written by a coked up party girl in Hollywood. Not too many semiotics professors are writing in with questions about post-structuralist theories of language.
I get what you’re saying, though. You recognize my potential, but you think I’m frittering away my talents in the company of morons. (You and my mother should have coffee sometime.)
Don’t worry, you’re not hurting my feelings with words like shallow and repetitive. You could add frivolous and trivial to the list and I wouldn’t disagree. Hell, I know better than to take myself seriously. What I do here may be unfiltered, but it’s still cooked up from the same basic ingredients as the rest of pop culture.
I work with what people give me. This is a cut-and-paste operation, and I don’t make any of this shit up. I gotta be honest with my process, and as much as we’d both like it, I don’t think the grade-level of these questions is ever going up.
In the immortal words of the philosopher Popeye, “I am what I am, and that’s all that I am.”
Thanks for reading.
4 thoughts on “On self-reflexivity”
What a gem to stumble on. Embrace the fucking change alright.
CQ, this is a friend calling from 2016. Your 2010 self was wrong.
Nah. I was right then. I’m right now. That’s the beauty of the process.
I so remember the good ole days! The coke talk has definitely changed form. We all have to grow up and I’ve grown up with you virtually. But I sure AF miss the juvenile tone with what your work began with. I say this even as I near 40. FUCK!!!