Embracing the Bittersweet Joy of Impermanence
The natural light from the sun in the last part of each day is when light and color are often their most vivid. The angle through the atmosphere combined with longer shadows have led photographers and artists to call it "the magic hour."
The sunlight near the end of the year seems to be the most wonderful. All the more precious for its growing rarity combined with the abundance of autumn leaves and other fall colors make it often feel like the magic season.
I recently shared this picture with the following caption.
October 22 . . . 85 degrees . . . October 22 . . . 85 degrees . . . yes, that's where we are, right in the middle of this picture, stuck between seasons . . .
Then shared it again on a work chat in response to the teambuilding question, Are you enjoying any fall or Halloween books, TV shows, or movies right now? followed by:
I don't really go for proper horror, which is why I'm posting pictures, because I'm not consuming anything for the season right now. However, I do like things dark and twisty of a couple of different varieties, which I'll offer in two links:
- Creepy and unsettling - Book List: What Did I Just Read? - I seem to enjoy books that fill me with confusion and existential dread - just like life, except the comfort of pretend. Unusual or experimental writing, unreliable narrators or narrators in unreliable situations, strange and off-kilter or simply unique. Often creepy. These are some I have particularly enjoyed.
- True horror - Book: The Uninhabitable Earth: Life After Warming - It is worse, much worse, than you think. If your anxiety about global warming is dominated by fears of sea-level rise, you are barely scratching the surface of what terrors are possible.
But to me fall is all about embracing the bittersweet joy of cool weather, encroaching darkness, and the ephemeral beauty all around, a sad happiness on the threshold of the stark coldness of winter. Life made all the sweeter due to being confronted by its impermanence. It has an ambivalent, liminal quality. And I love it.
It is a season best spent outside.
“To love nature and to hate humanity is illogical. Humanity is part of the whole. To truly love the world is also to love human ingenuity and playfulness. Nature does not need to be cleansed of human artifacts to be beautiful or coherent. Yes, we should be less greedy, untidy, wasteful, and shortsighted. But let us not turn responsibility into self-hatred. Our biggest failing is, after all, lack of compassion for the world. Including ourselves.”“We crave rich variegations of light. Too much time in one ambience, and we long for something new. Perhaps this explains the sensory ennui of those who live under unchanging skies. The monotony of blank sunny skies or of an endless cloud ceiling deprives us of the visual diversity we desire.”-- from The Forest Unseen: A Year’s Watch in Nature by David George Haskell
A screenshot of thumbnails of the pictures I took during my hike at the park on Monday:
"Is [Older, age 10] pushing all of your buttons?"
"I don't have any buttons to push. I have levers to flick. And [Older] is flicking all of them."
What results when you have parents with pedantic, contrarian, sarcastic tendencies. It comes out even in the midst of fighting with your brother while being nagged by your parents to stop fighting and get ready for school. Mornings at our house.
In place of Rock, Paper, Scissors, [Younger] has created Slash-and-Burn, Voodoo Magic, Horns based on his favorite BattleBots machines. Sawblaze beats Minotaur; Minotaur beats Witch Doctor; Witch Doctor beats Sawblaze.
Many adults do away with the unhurried hangouts and imaginative play that make youthful friendships so vibrant. Though friendships naturally evolve as we grow up, they don’t need to lose that vitality. Continuing to embrace a childlike approach to friendship into adulthood can make for connections that are essentially ageless. . . .Kids’ time together is often dedicated to play. For many children, all they need to entertain themselves is shared space, the right companions, and their imagination. But this is not just a pastime; it’s a vulnerable way to connect with someone, Jeffrey Parker, a psychology professor at the University of Alabama, told me. After analyzing more than a decade’s worth of recorded conversations between children and their friends, Parker noticed a common dynamic: If one kid introduces an unexpected idea, the other must riff to make it work. Doing this with a new playmate is a “high-risk strategy”—maybe they’ll shut you down—but when your ideas mesh, you get to invent something new together.Spending so much creative time together can produce intense ties. . . .Kids’ overarching approach to friendship: Keep one another company for large stretches of time without a preset agenda. . . .Parker, the psychology professor, told me he’d find it hard to call up a friend and say “Wanna go throw some stones in the river?” because he senses that adult get-togethers should have a clear purpose. “We know what to expect of something like a dinner party,” Liming said. But, especially with someone new, just hanging out is more confusing. “There’s this open feeling about, well, how long is it going to take? And what are we going to do? And what am I supposed to wear?”This pursuit of efficiency and the safety of following norms can come at the cost of pleasure. Liming told me that an efficiency mindset risks making friendships feel transactional, as if each meeting should be “worth it.” But squeezing hangouts into short, infrequent slots is unlikely to feel fulfilling. If you haven’t seen each other in a while, focusing on catching up is natural. Ticking through life’s headlines, however, can feel like exchanging memos, whereas joint adventures create memories—the foundation of close friendship. As the sociologist Eric Klinenberg told The Atlantic, “You tend to enrich your social life when you stop and linger and waste time.”Even if more adults were willing to ask friends to skip rocks or loll on the couch, our grown-up minds can sap the improvisational fun from these gatherings. To enjoy the rewards of play, you have to take risks, but adults are often too consumed by self-consciousness to run with someone’s silly idea, let alone suggest one. . . .This summer, adults flocked to theaters dressed in suits and fedoras or in fluorescent outfits for doubleheader screenings of Barbie and Oppenheimer. It’s a recent, popular example of adults embracing fun with friends, though there are plenty of others, whether Dungeons and Dragons groups or elaborate fantasy-football leagues. Clearly, adults don’t completely stop creatively connecting with friends. The challenge lies in foregrounding play and inefficiency, making these features of hanging out more common.
Of course, I appreciate the call-out for D&D.
Pursuit of efficiency and the safety of following norms can come at the cost of pleasure.
[Younger] told me the other night that he hates Einstein because Einstein is so overrated and gets solo credit for all these ideas that were joint projects, and everyone else who contributed gets forgotten.
He also told me he already knows everything in this book due to his nightly habit of watching episodes of PBS's Nova.
The Subatomic world is Movement and SpaceSubatomic . . . a world smaller than an AtomMolecules are made of AtomsCells are made of MoleculesAll Living Beings are made of CellsBacteria are the smallest Living BeingsBacteria, viruses, fungi, archaea, and other microorganisms are part of the microbiome of the Human BodyHumans are part of the microbiome of the EarthThe Earth is part of the microbiome of the Milky Way GalaxyThe Galaxy is part of the microbiome of the UniverseThe Universe is Movement and Space
n. the state of being simultaneously entranced and unsettled by the vastness of the cosmos, which makes your deepest concerns feel laughably quaint, yet vanishingly rare.From galaxy, a gravitationally bound system of millions of stars + agog, awestruck. Pronounced “gal-uh-gawg.”
. . . think globally, act locally?
[Older]: "Ugh, our neighbor put his big 'Trump' banner back up."
Me: "Yeah, he did, and that's okay. We want to be able to put up the signs we like, so we want him to be able to put up the signs he likes."
[Older]: "What matters is that everyone has the right to have their own beliefs, even if we don't like them."
Me: "Exactly. We want people to be allowed to be different than us. That's what's most important."
It was interesting working the main desk at the library on Saturday, watching a multitude of people come in for our first day as an advanced voting location. Many were eager and friendly, excited for the opportunity to vote. Some were tentative and unsure, like they were anxious about the experience. And some looked like they were braced for a fight, ready to assert themselves in the face of expected hostility. Needless to say, all they encountered was welcoming hospitality.
After a period in which libraries were labeled as obsolete, there’s growing agreement that they play a vital role in the community.Past budget cuts led to closures and the consolidation of library services, but as libraries continue to evolve, city leaders have recognized the vital role that they play.As more people start to see them as essential for education, public safety and access to information, libraries are seeing an influx of capital spending. The recent push to complete the Wichita Public Library’s long-term building plans underscores this shift. . . .Along with each budget document, the City Council adopts a Capital Improvement Program, laying out infrastructure goals for the next decade. This year’s plan put a focus on crime prevention, including how libraries can improve community health.Quality of life improvements provided by places such as the library can help decrease crime, according to the Capital Improvement Plan.A study by the Institute of Museum and Library Services, a federal agency based in Washington, found libraries are “positively associated with multiple dimensions of social well-being – in particular, community health, school effectiveness, institutional connection and cultural opportunity.”Wichita libraries have embraced their status as a “third place,” a space outside of work or home. Third places have been recognized as boosting community health and reducing loneliness in young adults.“What I love about what’s happening with the libraries is they’re trying to expand who they can reach and how they can improve safety in the community,” Hirsh says. “Libraries can be used to help people that might be seeing cuts in other parts of their lives.”
"A Vast and Permanent Underclass"In his book American Nations: A History of the Eleven Rival Regional Cultures of North America, Colin Woodward writes about the founding of the American colonies that became the southern states and the philosophies driving their economic systems, a heritage we still see clearly today:"From the outset this was a society of a few haves and a great many have-nots. At the top a small cadre of increasingly wealthy plantation owners quickly came to dominate the economic and political affairs of the colony. At the bottom was an army of bound laborers who were effectively without political rights; they were expected to do as they were told and could be subjected to corporal punishment if they did not. It was a pattern that would carry on well into the twentieth century. . . ."Whether highborn or self-made, the great planters had an extremely conservative vision for the future of their new country: they wished to re-create the genteel manor life of rural England in the New World. . . ."The Greek and Roman political philosophy embraced by Tidewater gentry assumed the opposite: most humans were born into bondage. Liberty was something that was granted and was thus a privilege, not a right. Some people were permitted many liberties, others had very few, and many had none at all. The Roman republic was one in which only a handful of people had the full privileges of speech (senators, magistrates), a minority had the right to vote on what their superiors had decided (citizens), and most people had no say at all (slaves). Liberties were valuable because most people did not have them and were thought meaningless without the presence of a hierarchy. For the Greeks and Romans there was no contradiction between republicanism and slavery, liberty and bondage. This was the political philosophy embraced and jealously guarded by Tidewater’s leaders, whose highborn families saw themselves as descendants not of the “common” Anglo-Saxons, but rather of their aristocratic Norman conquerors. It was a philosophical divide with racial overtones and one that would later drive American’s nations into all-out war with one another. . . ."While they were passionate in defending their liberties, it would never have occurred to them that those liberties might be shared with their subjects. "I am an aristocrat," Virginian John Randolph would explain decades after the American Revolution. "I love liberty; I hate equality.""While the gentry enjoyed ever-greater liberties—including leisure (liberty from work) and independence (liberty from the control of others)—those at the bottom of the hierarchy had progressively fewer. Tidewater’s semifeudal model required a vast and permanent underclass to play the role of serfs, on whose toil the entire system depended."See more at America, Know Thyself (Part 1 of 3)I was reminded of that this morning reading the latest from Heather Cox Richardson about the competing economic visions of the two candidates running for president. She delves into the history of the country, how things developed after the founding that Woodward describes:"Trump has indicated his determination to take the nation’s economy back to that of the 1890s, back to a time when capital was concentrated among a few industrialists and financiers. This world fits the idea of modern Republicans that the government should work to protect the economic power of those on the “supply side” of the economy with the expectation that they will be able to invest more efficiently in the market than if they were regulated by government or their money taken by taxation."Trump has said he thinks the word “tariff” is as beautiful as “love” or “faith” and has frequently praised President William McKinley, who held office from 1897 to 1901, for leading the U.S. to become, he says, the wealthiest it ever was. Trump attributes that wealth to tariffs, but unlike leaders in the 1890s, Trump refuses to acknowledge that tariffs do not bring in money from other countries. The cost of tariffs is borne by American consumers."The industrialists and Republican lawmakers who pushed high tariffs in the 1890s were quite open that tariffs are a tax on ordinary Americans. In 1890, Joseph Pulitzer’s New York World complained about the McKinley Tariff that raised average tariffs to 49.5%. “Under the McKinley Act the people are paying taxes of nearly $20,000,000 and a much larger sum in bounties to Carnegie, Phipps & Co., and their fellows, for the alleged purpose of benefiting the wage-earners,” it wrote, even as the powerful companies slashed wages."Today, on CNBC’s Squawk Box, senior economics reporter Steve Liesman noted that the conservative American Enterprise Institute has called out Trump’s proposed tariffs as a tax hike on American consumers of as much as $3.9 trillion."Together with Trump’s promise to make deep cuts or even to end income taxes on the wealthy and corporations, his economic plan will dramatically shift the burden of supporting the country from the very wealthy to average Americans, precisely the way the U.S. economy worked until 1913, when the revenue act of that year lowered tariffs and replaced the lost income with an income tax."
I'm trying not to think about the election because it induces crippling anxiety, so I'll say no more for now.
I don't remember what prompted the thought, but the other day I told someone one of the things that confirms I'm truly white is that the cologne I've found meshes best with my body's natural chemistry is the scent Banana Republic: Classic. The company whose very name says "these are the clothes and items of colonialism."
I'm not arguing for some facile idea of "positive images," though such a desire, not mine, certainly does index power. I am arguing for reading and watching critically, acknowledging the desire to see Black lives in all their complexity, and knowing the complex representational terrains in which we move and on which we struggle. (from Note 58)It's only in recent years that the word "normalize" has become a part of my vocabulary as its use has trended in media and discourse. "Normalize" as in "to allow or encourage (something considered extreme or taboo) to become viewed as normal" (Merriam-Webster) and "to start to consider something as normal, or to make something start to be considered as normal" (Cambridge Dictionary). I'm pretty sure Sharpe never uses the word "normalize" in this book, but it in many ways describes her endeavor in writing it.
I've often heard The Cosby Show, that 80s staple I grew up on, described as significant because it was revolutionary in its mainstream portrayal of a Black family as, well, mainstream. Its representation of "Blackness" worked to "normalize" Blackness. It showed that "Black people" were just like the rest of us.
However.
White people are always extended grace--and the grammar of the profoundly human. They are the human. (from Note 61)With one little phrase, I just negated any framing of Black as normal. "Just like the rest of us." Us. My phrasing indicates that "us" does not include Black people. The default human, the universal "normal," is white. Black is somehow different. Other. Lesser.
In this collection of 248 "notes," Sharpe explores that dynamic. Exposes all the ways, like my turn of phrase, that our cultures makes Blackness different, other, and lesser. Makes Blackness not ordinary. And illustrates ordinary life as a Black person living in such a culture. It is a book about representation and perception and cultural power. How racism rests in all the little, everyday, "ordinary" moments that "otherize" Blackness.
Note 190Some of the "notes" are anecdotes like this one. Many are recollections from Sharpe's life. Some are a single sentence while others are academic essays that go for pages; see the excellent Beauty Is a Method for a prime example. Prominent throughout is art in its many forms, written and visual and performing and more. Who they represent. How they represent. Who they assume is the generic, "ordinary" audience--and, necessarily, who is not. Who do these works intend "us" to identify with? Who do they "normalize?"
A positioning tool
It is July 2020, many long months into the pandemic, and in the US already over 100,000 people have died.
My friend S and her family are in Western Massachusetts. S tells me that she is working in her garden when a young whiteman approaches her. He is clearly lost. He wants directions. But white supremacy is gyrocompass. White supremacy is GPS. Whiteness is property. So first, he asks her if the house belongs to her.
Note 25Because those enterprises assume the perspective of the perpetrators and inherently reinforce the victims as "other." And because victims often experience them as reliving the trauma.
Every memorial and museum to atrocity already contains its failure.
Note 43Each note offers its own bit of insight and analysis, shares perspective and a bit of the experience of being Black. Together they accumulate and layer and build into something extraordinary.
We are called to different things
What if the project that white people took up was to locate each of the white people who appear in the crowds of those lynchings, those who posed for photographs and those others who appear in the background? What if their project was to identify them and their families and to link their present circumstances to the before of those photographs and the after? That is, what if the work was to draw a line or to map new or continued wealth, accumulation of property and status, access to education and health to those mass murders--a Legacy of Lynching Participants database--that would join the past and the present in the same ways that the Legacies of British Slave-ownership project laid bare the "slave owners"--their strategies of accumulation of wealth and power, evasion and disavowal, that have continued into the present.
The demand is uneven. We are called to different things.
What if white visitors to a memorial to the victims of lynchings were met with the enlarged photographs of faces of those white people who were participant in and witness to that terror then and now?
What if they had to face themselves?
Might that not be a different endeavor? Might that not hit a different note?
Note 242Extraordinary.
I write these ordinary things to detail the everyday sonic and haptic vocabularies of living life under these brutal regimes.
And a few extra quotes I marked, because, well, you know.
There was a time when I would answer people's questions largely with quotations from plays, novels, poems, and nonfiction works. What I wanted to say had already been said and said better than I could have hoped to say it myself.-----There are many books that produced in me a feeling I needed or wanted to feel. Some of them are books that I love, and others are not. But love is beside the point. What these books share is that they produced in me the feeling that I needed.-----Books--poetry, fiction, nonfiction, theory, memoir, biography, mysteries, plays--have always helped me locate myself, tethered me, helped me to make sense of the world and to act in it. I know that books have saved me. By which I mean that books always give me a place to land in difficult times. They show me Black worlds of making and possibility.
Gotta love the book love.
Eric KocherNow we are on the ferry we flew to drive to,Its enormous engines vibratingEvery molecule, spreading out,A family of ducks getting out of the way.My wife claims there are fish jumping,But every time I look upThey are gone, or she is lying.I have become suspicious of my pursuitOf remoteness, of seeking out places far awayAnd difficult to get to,Places with fewer people, more trees.I am suspiciousBecause I know it’s at least somewhatInsincere, that I very deeply need other peopleAround me to feel safe, to feel important,That part of my departure is the performanceOf departure, the making of the image of one.This departure is certainlyNot about being alone.My wife and I are here as a way of beingEven more together than we normally are,Or maybe being togetherIn a way that we used to be all the timeBefore our daughter was born.Her birth made us closer, for sure,It made our little story seemImpossibly big and important,Like we were conducting the soundtrackTo our daughter’s grand entranceTo being with other people, to being with herself.But it also made certain parts of ourselvesAnd each other seem far away,Like one of those distant placesI am always interested in going.I tell my wife that, of all the placesOn the planet, the place I want most to beIs the North Pole, that I feel the Arctic calling meAs if from inside of a dream.A smaller boat passes by and I’m surprisedWhen we are unmovedBy its little wake, that the waves,Regardless of their size,Should rock us, however gently.But now we are on this gigantic boatLooking for those people we used to be,Trying to remember them without erasingEach other, without erasingThe people that they have becomeAnd all the ways they are growing still.We also came here looking for whales,I should add, that we bought tickets from peopleWho promised we would see them.And now that we are out here lookingFor ourselves among them,I have no idea why. Or, maybe,I’m worried what might happen if they see me.—from Sky Mall2024 Rattle Chapbook Prize Winner
Looking for those people we used to be, trying to remember them without erasing each other, without erasing the people that they have become, and all the ways they are growing still.