broadly, some updates
but scattered
clearly, i have started using my substack again in recent months. i think it is safe to say this is related to some ongoing unemployment on my part - although as of a month or so ago i am now once more officially a student.
the other week i also transferred my younger sibling M. a sum of money with instructions to donate $10 of it to the shooters fishers & farmers party each week that i did not write something. i of course chose the shooters fishers & farmers party as the object of the donation because they are Pretty Evil but also strike me as largely ineffectual — i do not want my money going to them, but likely i will not be the difference between them getting or not getting a seat in some state parliament somewhere. i suspect this will still be enough of a moral-financial incentive to be effective for me.
i don’t have any particular plans or broader ideological commitments with the substack. i will probably just write some vaguely essayistic shit each week. probably on music or literature, maybe film, sometimes politics. if i ever describe what i do as “cultural criticism” then you should shoot me.
i started psychoanalysis like six or so months ago. being in psychoanalysis is awesome because i get to riff in long form for like fifty minutes each week.
psychoanalysis makes writing easier i think because the free association process is fundamentally analogous in both cases. you can only begin by opening yourself up to the whims of free association but at the same time you can only ever make sense of that raw psychic data by eventually bringing some sort of structure to it.
i don’t have much else to say about this really but i have also just been concurrently reading a lot more psychoanalytic theory which i guess makes its way into my writing. hence — lacanian weezer.
i got suspended from twitter a few months back, but not for any of the cool, politically charged reasons other people have been getting banned. i got banned because i had deleted twitter off my phone and was instead using my laptop to access it, in an effort to just spend less time on my phone in general. but whenever i used it on my laptop i would have to log in, it wouldn’t just keep me logged in for some reason. so i made a series of individual log-in attempts, which apparently tripped some sort of sensors and made twitter think that my account security was in danger. so they suspended my account. it is unclear how i am meant to get my account back. i’m not super cut about it because i wasn’t using twitter that much anymore in the first place, although such an archive of bangers disappearing into the digital ether seems like a real loss for humanity.
twitter was always a bit of a mixed bag of a platform, in terms of its overall benefit to the species. i try to be pretty selective with the social media platforms i use. facebook: kinda need it for uni stuff and keeping track of social events. substack: i guess this is where long-form blogging happens online now, so gotta hang around for that. 4chan: █████ ███ ████ █████ ██. i’ve never really used instagram because it seems just uniquely and ghoulishly evil, although i am aware that this costs me a lot in terms of co-zoomer social connection. bummer!
i’m hoping to make writing for the public eye — in this case, at the very least, just for substack — something i do that is unremarkable and frequent.
next week i will probably post work based on some thinking i’ve been doing about lost highway and eyes wide shut.