The summer after I lost my job, I spied this graffiti on a bridge in the city I lived in then. In the Chuck Palahnuik novel, this phrase shows up as graffiti, too. I don’t know if this the person who painted this bridge was quoting Fight Club, or if they were both quoting a common source.
Damn I loved this. Extremely good shit. I’ve always felt that it’s really inhuman the way we are supposed to compartmentalize all the parts of our life and keep all the people separate. It is, of course, also a sin against God to be cynical in a world so full of beauty and mystery.
Especially crazy since you spend more time with your colleagues than you do with most friends... I used to come to work every day to a job I didn't like (anymore) solely for my colleagues, and I'm happy to say some or them are still friends of mine now!
Poignant. You remind me of why I do interviews, even though there is no evidence to suggest that they convert free subscribers to paying members. It is being in conversation with someone for an hour -- or longer -- that feels worthwhile. Following that thread, being present to them. It's like the hour of silence I hold with others in my Quaker meeting, which is another kind of conversation (ironically).
I also produced a grant-funded podcast for two years with a colleague. We somewhat masochistically decided to gather two-hour oral histories from our guests that we then tried to reassemble, through rearranging and narration, into <1hr episodes. The editing nearly killed me, but I still remember how glorious it was to speak with someone else for those two luxurious hours. AI can't do that.
Wynton Marsalis once said that the definition of "soul" is that feeling you have while visiting someone's house, when you don't want to leave, you want to stay longer. It's worth more than almost anything else.
before humans blamed people (Job) for their own personal misfortunes…they blamed witches and sorcerers…there is no thing as a coincidence in much of human history…
Damn I loved this. Extremely good shit. I’ve always felt that it’s really inhuman the way we are supposed to compartmentalize all the parts of our life and keep all the people separate. It is, of course, also a sin against God to be cynical in a world so full of beauty and mystery.
Thank you so much. I love your writing, too—but even more, I love the work you’re doing to built community.
Thanks! The last post wasn’t much of a community builder lol but I do it in real life
Ok, well, I liked that post too. Needed to be said.
Especially crazy since you spend more time with your colleagues than you do with most friends... I used to come to work every day to a job I didn't like (anymore) solely for my colleagues, and I'm happy to say some or them are still friends of mine now!
Poignant. You remind me of why I do interviews, even though there is no evidence to suggest that they convert free subscribers to paying members. It is being in conversation with someone for an hour -- or longer -- that feels worthwhile. Following that thread, being present to them. It's like the hour of silence I hold with others in my Quaker meeting, which is another kind of conversation (ironically).
I also produced a grant-funded podcast for two years with a colleague. We somewhat masochistically decided to gather two-hour oral histories from our guests that we then tried to reassemble, through rearranging and narration, into <1hr episodes. The editing nearly killed me, but I still remember how glorious it was to speak with someone else for those two luxurious hours. AI can't do that.
Wynton Marsalis once said that the definition of "soul" is that feeling you have while visiting someone's house, when you don't want to leave, you want to stay longer. It's worth more than almost anything else.
Here's that podcast series: https://www.midamericana.com/
before humans blamed people (Job) for their own personal misfortunes…they blamed witches and sorcerers…there is no thing as a coincidence in much of human history…