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Sunday, May 18, 2008
I Me Mine
I'm currently reading the book Service Included - I'm not entirely sure why, as I'm not a foodie even a little bit. I'd heard it mentioned somewhere and read an excerpt that I found intriguing, so I got it. It's interesting enough, and an easy read, so I ought to be done with it soon.
The author is relating her experiences working at a high-class restaurant in New York, and I haven't been able to put my finger on what's been bugging me about it until just recently. It's the same thing that's always bothered me about autobiographical works: "I," "me," and "mine." "I accomplished so much" and "I did a great job" and yada yada yada. It's irritating.
I suscribe to the school of thought where I'd rather someone else tell me I did a good job than say it myself. If I say it myself, I rob anyone else of the chance to say it, and if I didn't really do a good job, it just looks stupid to tell people I did.
I have no deep thoughts to add here, just realized what was bugging me and wanted to share. I'll leave you with some George Harrison:
The author is relating her experiences working at a high-class restaurant in New York, and I haven't been able to put my finger on what's been bugging me about it until just recently. It's the same thing that's always bothered me about autobiographical works: "I," "me," and "mine." "I accomplished so much" and "I did a great job" and yada yada yada. It's irritating.
I suscribe to the school of thought where I'd rather someone else tell me I did a good job than say it myself. If I say it myself, I rob anyone else of the chance to say it, and if I didn't really do a good job, it just looks stupid to tell people I did.
I have no deep thoughts to add here, just realized what was bugging me and wanted to share. I'll leave you with some George Harrison:
All through the day6 comments
I me mine
I me mine
I me mine
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Yoko? O, No.
Like most Beatles fans, I don’t have too many nice things to say about Yoko Ono. She broke up the band, man. Not cool. Very not cool. And she’s weird. Like, super-weird.
Recently, though, well…
Recently I’ve been listening to the soundtrack for the movie Rushmore. One of the songs on it is “Oh, Yoko” sung by John Lennon. He sings “In the middle of the night I call your name” and “in the middle of a shave” and other mundane times in a person’s normal day. She’s on his mind all the time. And it hit me – they were in love. No matter how weird they were or how “arty” or how whatever they were, they were in love.
John met her at a showing of her “work.” There was a ladder and John climbed it. On the ceiling above the ladder on a small card and in small type, there was a single word: “yes.” It intrigued him, and the ballad of John and Yoko spun out from there.
You’d be hard-pressed to find someone who wouldn’t say John and Yoko were perfect for each other. Two more strange people you won’t find anywhere. But that hasn’t stopped 30+ years of Beatles fans being mad at her, including me.
But I think I finally get it. No matter how much it changed his life or the lives around him, he was in love. I can respect that. I think I can almost forgive him, even.
Yoko’s still a wacko, though. 3 comments
Recently, though, well…
Recently I’ve been listening to the soundtrack for the movie Rushmore. One of the songs on it is “Oh, Yoko” sung by John Lennon. He sings “In the middle of the night I call your name” and “in the middle of a shave” and other mundane times in a person’s normal day. She’s on his mind all the time. And it hit me – they were in love. No matter how weird they were or how “arty” or how whatever they were, they were in love.
John met her at a showing of her “work.” There was a ladder and John climbed it. On the ceiling above the ladder on a small card and in small type, there was a single word: “yes.” It intrigued him, and the ballad of John and Yoko spun out from there.
You’d be hard-pressed to find someone who wouldn’t say John and Yoko were perfect for each other. Two more strange people you won’t find anywhere. But that hasn’t stopped 30+ years of Beatles fans being mad at her, including me.
But I think I finally get it. No matter how much it changed his life or the lives around him, he was in love. I can respect that. I think I can almost forgive him, even.
Yoko’s still a wacko, though. 3 comments
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