Monthly Archive for January, 2010

Status Updates for Week Ending 2010-01-24

Eraserhead

  • “Helping others may be as primal a human pleasure as food or sex.” http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/17/opinion/17kristof.html
  • I wish there was a Pride and Prejudice with Morrissey as Mr. Darcy.
  • Funny Games sucked pretty bad. One of the most boring and annoying films I’ve ever seen.
  • “The world is a cancer eating itself away.” – Henry Miller

Status Updates for Week Ending 2010-01-17

Me and Kahlo

  • Helped Rachel move into her new place yesterday. Contemplated my robot body as I trudged back and forth in the snow. It sucked as much as moving sucks but no more. I think the relative calm of the affair bodes well.
  • Even as a fan of John Waters and given my tolerance for weird, I can’t stop thinking about how strange the movie Desperate Living was, and it’s been a couple of days. Enjoyed being introduced to Liz Renay. “I sleep in the room next to you! Naked!”
  • Crunk and grime, thats my bloodline.
  • Listening to some great IDM by AOKI Takamasa. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ErAGGJdwCQ Reminds me of Dumb Type and makes me wish I could see it set to interpretive dance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZ5uGjjAvNI So beautiful.

Status Updates for Week Ending 2010-01-10

  • I’ve decided to maintain Twitter and Facebook as separate streams. I’m not sure what this means yet, but it does make things complicated.
  • 1. It is a glorious day – my parents now have wireless broadband. 2. I don’t know why I love Taco Cabana so much, but I do. 3. Texas is a lot colder than you think. 4. Sherlock Holmes made me wish magic was real. This universe is boring.
  • Just passed the huge cross in Effingham. Almost home. Not nearly as scary around here as I thought it would be. Texas was fun.

The Starbucks in Illinois

I’m walking across the street in front of Target
My dad asks me if the Starbucks in Illinois are better

My thoughts come slowly
As my mind and body
Adjust to the world
After reading the rape story in Female Trouble
And listening to A Milli
Both on my iPhone

No, the Starbucks in Illinois are the same
But I think this one is a little different

Then we’re in the truck on the way home
Many hours have passed
More than I’d anticipated
But it’s no surprise
My father travels at an easy pace
He’s an overflowing spring of dawdle
That runs through my sister and I

We stop behind a yellow jeep
And I wonder if Rachel is still asleep
I feel bad for not leaving a note
But figure she would have called if she needed me

It’s past one when we get home
My mother’s asleep on the couch
And Rachel is still in bed
She’s just had a bad dream
And I give her a hug
And kiss her cheek

Insert Lyrics from a Song about Change

For those who don’t know, I have decided to change my dissertation research project from Japanese gay men in Tokyo and their experience of electronic and physical spaces to Mexican-American women in the U.S. and their performance/experience of family on Facebook. Yes, it’s a big change.

The main reason I changed was a desire to be able to participate in the dialogue about social media in the United States. This work also opens up projects that wouldn’t necessarily have been possible before, such as sharing photos and video of my research participants. Moreover it opens up the possibility of doing tech related service projects that run parallel to my work.

All along, though, I was experiencing anxiety about my project. Gay men in Japan are very private, and I worried about the ethics of shining light onto their hidden world. I also experienced a lot of resistance and hesitation from men I interacted with about participating in my research. In addition, I didn’t feel like I would ever reach the level of language ability that I would like to have for the kind of research I would like to do, such as having an intimate, if not embodied, knowledge of pop culture in the country where I am doing research.

One of the main reasons I experienced anxiety, though, had to do with my own sexuality. I had already been identifying as “mostly straight” for the past few years, but this became pronounced in the field. What I mean is that in this context I discovered just how terribly straight I am after all. I do think it’s possible to do research on Japanese gay men in Tokyo without being open to having sex, but I think it creates certain difficulties that cannot be ignored, especially when it comes to establishing relationships. Relatedly, I felt self-conscious about the fact that when I spent time in gay bars and struck up conversations with men, I was primarily interested in establishing a platonic friendship, while they were typically interested in a sexual and/or romantic relationship, which made me feel as if I was wasting and/or abusing their time.

So, that’s that. I’ve talked to my committee and my department, and they understand and are supportive. It was a tough decision after spending so many years on this project. As an indicator of how much it meant to me, after I dropped my Japanese class because I would no longer be needing it, I came home and bawled because of how much of a break this was with the community I had been becoming part of and the self that I had been creating.

It will be tough, though not as tough as my research in Japan, and for that, among other things, such as learning Spanish, I am terribly excited. My encounter with Latino anthropologists at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign made me aware of work I’d embarrassingly been unaware of before, and made me feel guilty after a while for not doing work on Latinos, so that is one other aspect of this new path.

Status Updates for Week Ending 2010-01-03

  • On the road from Greater Chicago to New Orleans. #
  • A toll booth worker was changing CDs and I noticed she had one in her hand that said "Love Songs" in black permanent marker. #
  • I'm on Bourbon St. looking for some place to eat. #
  • It's yucky, dreary and rainy in New Orleans. I'm on Magazine St. #
  • The weather is so nice, warm and wonderful today. Sure could have used it yesterday in New Orleans rather than while driving to Texas. #