Life as an Extreme Sport

embarassing myself

So, I was doing a quick search through this blog, as I sit in the airport and idly wait for my plane to board. I was looking for some of my thesis-related affect writing, figuring it might be a good thing to tie to the just-posted topic on torture. (I actually re-read most of my thesis yesterday, a surprisingly not painful procedure, and have affect on the mind. Kind of like Georgia, but less melodic.) And what I came across made me laugh, hard – which makes people look at you kind of funny when you’re sitting in the airport – and I thought, what the hell, I’ll share. I’m particularly amused at my instant irreverent tone, flat out declarations of wrongness (which I still think), and playful invitation to argue.