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Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Revelation



You know what? Sometimes it's not me. Sometimes it's them. Really!

Wow.

(To reiterate: sometimes. Which, for me, is often enough to be revelatory.)

9 Comments:

Blogger josh williams said...

this works great with my self tagulation post. You tag yourself and then reveal any number of things you did not know about yourself.

2:40 PM

 
Blogger William Shakespeare said...

Yes, sometimes it is them.

6:41 PM

 
Blogger ginab said...

no joke?

as in, you didn't know?

Maybe I'm stuck in the 70's. Us (us, us, us) and Them (them, them, them). class lines help too. a little show me yours and I'll show you mine delineates more than a fine rope's width. cause-effect essays...there's plenty out there to illustrate it's them at times it's not you.

x

6:54 AM

 
Blogger matty said...

Yeah, a lot of the time it IS them.

9:32 AM

 
Blogger ing said...

Josh:

You tagged YOURSELF?! Genius! I'm always always learning new things about meself. I could go on and on and on and on and on. Maybe I'll give it a shot.

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Willy:

Odd. I always tend to think it's me, which is sort of narcissistic, isn't it? I know I have my own share of whatever, but I figured out that internalizing, self-examining, trying to better myself so that I would fit in better — that's all fine and good, but accommodation isn't always necessary. Sometimes "as you would have them do unto you" is the part to keep in mind. It's just that we have no control over others, and that's where it gets tough, sometimes.

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Ginab:

I have a funny relationship (yes, I used the word) to the whole class thing. I'm somewhere that's neither here nor there. Economically: LOW. In terms of my education and life experience: upper middle. Upbringing: middle. Race: white as the pure driven, but certainly not married to that notion & not enjoying every privilege that's supposed to afford (though some, I'm sure). I can swing with a lot of different kinds of people. I, you, we, have that thing called "woman".

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Matty:

Which is hard to reconcile, because people are so awesome. It's hard to accept.

8:31 PM

 
Blogger josh williams said...

Thank you, not necessarily genius but I still glowed when I read your reply.
Self tagging is like jazz or an attempt in my case at comedy improvisation. Then again most of my posts or comments have been from the self tag genre, I just did not realize this until not a minute or two ago...Self tag rules.
Pick a number and then post what you are thinking, if you grow tired of this then pick another number. The minimum for a self tag is one, the max is when you pass out at the pecking board.

9:11 PM

 
Blogger sage said...

How does that cliche go, "You’re not paranoid is they’re really after you?"

6:45 AM

 
Blogger ginab said...

Just examples.

You're pure dane pert near, and able to swing with about anyone. Might you be G.I. Jane?

Just going for the rhyme.

1:41 PM

 
Blogger ing said...

Josh:

Ahhhh, the jazz of existence. Life is a big enharmonic riff that goes on and on. I'll tag myself, sooner or later. . .

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sage:

Exactly.

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ginab:

I'm no Demi & I'm not shavin' my head!

8:49 PM

 

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