I Fire Myself
May. 11th, 2002 10:39 pmHello Journal,
I slept until 4 in the afternoon today. Good move on my part seeing as it rained all day and I would have been stuck inside doing nothing anyway. I'm just going to stay at home today, continue with my cleaning saga, read some more of Beloved and maybe convince T to watch Foxfire with me tonight.
Speaking of T she won four prizes at the Al Young show yesterday! YAY! Not that I had any doubt. I'm more suprised that she didn't win EVERY award! She won the award for outsstanding Junior art student which means she gets a hundred dollars worth of art supplies for next year. Pretty sweet don't you think?
And rehearsal went pretty well yesterday. There's a lot of stuff we still need to clean up, but all in all it's going good. The Wild Rumpus is going to be the best part. That's where we all just go silly and dance. Mary was having a blast watching us. She claims we are the best cast ever. Go us. I finally have my full costume and in the next couple of days we are starting on hair and make up.
Still working out my incompletes with Dean Bailey. Hord seems to think that I'm asking for special treatment when I'm totally not. I need to email him and tell him that he must have misunderstood me, that I am willing to do whatever work and assignments he deems fit just as long as I get to have the summer to do them.
And I mean to write about this quite a while ago, but I never really had the motivation to do the requisite copying. A few weeks ago I was reading this really great feminist analysis of mental illness called Womens Madness by Jane Ussher. She talks about various theories of mental illness and she touched upon one that I'd never come across before. The theory that mental illness is a social construction much like gender or race. Here let me quote a passage:
...all madness is dependent on social and cultural values, not scientific objectivity. Psychiatry is thus seen as an agent of social control. Within this conceptualization, madness or mental illness does not exist as objective reality; it exists only in the mind or eyes of the beholder. Society creates madness through a process of definition. A person may commit a particular act, or exhibit a particular type of behaviour, yet not receive the label of deviant, of mad person, either because the behaviour makes sense in the context in which it is performed, or because the person exhibiting it is within a social category less vulnerable to labelling (p. 135)
I slept until 4 in the afternoon today. Good move on my part seeing as it rained all day and I would have been stuck inside doing nothing anyway. I'm just going to stay at home today, continue with my cleaning saga, read some more of Beloved and maybe convince T to watch Foxfire with me tonight.
Speaking of T she won four prizes at the Al Young show yesterday! YAY! Not that I had any doubt. I'm more suprised that she didn't win EVERY award! She won the award for outsstanding Junior art student which means she gets a hundred dollars worth of art supplies for next year. Pretty sweet don't you think?
And rehearsal went pretty well yesterday. There's a lot of stuff we still need to clean up, but all in all it's going good. The Wild Rumpus is going to be the best part. That's where we all just go silly and dance. Mary was having a blast watching us. She claims we are the best cast ever. Go us. I finally have my full costume and in the next couple of days we are starting on hair and make up.
Still working out my incompletes with Dean Bailey. Hord seems to think that I'm asking for special treatment when I'm totally not. I need to email him and tell him that he must have misunderstood me, that I am willing to do whatever work and assignments he deems fit just as long as I get to have the summer to do them.
And I mean to write about this quite a while ago, but I never really had the motivation to do the requisite copying. A few weeks ago I was reading this really great feminist analysis of mental illness called Womens Madness by Jane Ussher. She talks about various theories of mental illness and she touched upon one that I'd never come across before. The theory that mental illness is a social construction much like gender or race. Here let me quote a passage:
...all madness is dependent on social and cultural values, not scientific objectivity. Psychiatry is thus seen as an agent of social control. Within this conceptualization, madness or mental illness does not exist as objective reality; it exists only in the mind or eyes of the beholder. Society creates madness through a process of definition. A person may commit a particular act, or exhibit a particular type of behaviour, yet not receive the label of deviant, of mad person, either because the behaviour makes sense in the context in which it is performed, or because the person exhibiting it is within a social category less vulnerable to labelling (p. 135)