More than switching up roles

March 21, 2007 at 8:26 am (dance, language, learning to listen, media analysis, popular culture, relationship work, responsibility)


Check it out, new Ciarra! And really, when was the last time I saw a commercially distributed music video featuring 11 women perfoming in drag, to a song based in questioning the validity of so-called “normal” gender roles? I like Ciaras music and I especially like this new video “Like A Boy”. The beat is right, shes an incredible dancer, and it’s refreshing considering what kind of discussions about gender you are sure to find in tv, newpapers, glossy magazines and other big-media.

The most repeated chorus line of the song is: “What, you mad? Can’t handle that?

Maybe this question “normally” would be interpreted as:

You are not man enough (= not masculine enough) to handle this…?”

But in the context of the song, more likely (as I imagine) the phrase could mean:

What, you are angry because you don’t want to hear that I’m angry and fed up (with your behavior, with these tired old gender roles), but instead you emotionally withdraw by claiming to not be able to handle this…?

Or it’s possible that Ciara is asking even more specifically:

What, you can’t handle (owning and expressing your anger, being accountable to me, communicating openly and honesty, facing your own bullshit, doing your own emotional work, etc etc)…?”

Any other interpretations?

Check out the lyrics here.

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Four years since US invasion in Iraq: Without a single moment for cause of celebrating anything

March 20, 2007 at 8:58 am (business as usual, connections, irak, responsibility, united states)

Fracaso monumental contra la humanidad: Cuatro aƱos de EEUU en Irak:

Tenderly I imagine from many hearts there in my country, and to those many hearts in Irak:

In my country, the US, the States, maybe there are many of us not yet 100% in the cacoon of our own disconnected spinnings: A silent requiem that eats away at our being and our sense, that destroys savagely our reference point to any hope of achieving that long-lost sensation near our own general wellbeing. Questions gnaw us from the inside: “How are we* so broken apart and passive, How is it that we are surrendered and placid in the business-as-usual face of such tremendous violence? By family members and by tax dollars, this militarization is something I am directly connected to: Yet what is even said by those so-distant-from witnessing, and yet so-close-to the funding of such imense saddness?

For me, first a long apology through prayer (ceremony) and there putting a lot of effort and breathing to imagine the wellbeing for the Iraki people. Later a ceremony for myself and people I know who have a direct connection to this war, and for all of this land under heavy boots, to imagine with all my heart a widespread sense of peace,and later praying that we never abandon remembering that there is the responsibility for what we know.

I give a delicate and light cleanse for what weighs on me, and pray for reaching the health of learning how to carry this. Then finally a little celebration for the strength and courage deep down for being who I am, and I sing this for myself to my heart.

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