Monday, June 8, 2015

Conceptualizing Sex: Foucault's Technologies of the Self

Notes in response to a lecture of Focault's found here.

Conceptualizing Sex: Random Compnents

As I go about researching and planning this project, there are a number of potential problems to be solved, and I'll post the problems and solutions out of order here as a storage locker so that by the time I get to the problems in the proper order, I'll already have some brainstorming done.

1. Difference between Definition and Concept
Multiplicity allows for linking disparate discourses. The sexual concept is a multiplicty containing parts already described by different discourses from the biological to the semiological. The concept allows for their integration and the founding of a new discourse where a definition would simply overbalance the concept in the direction of a dominant discourse.

Friday, June 5, 2015

Conceptualizing Sex: Introduction

I do not wish to define sex. The goal of this project is to conceptualize it. Inevitably part of the project will be teasing out the most significant differences between these two acts: defining and conceptualizing. To define sex well would be to accurately produce an object of knowledge, and while such objects certainly have their uses they are inert, passive things dependent on the frameworks and discourses which produce their validity. A concept should be active and should disturb the processes which produce knowledge allowing for meaningful change in the ways we relate to what has been conceptualized. There are few things our culture more desperately needs to change than the ways it would have us relate to sex.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Cursing a Chopper

Climbing the ivory towers and learning the dark arts kept there is hard work. After a semester of shaping young minds to fit the demands of my shadowy discipline, I needed a break, and so I left my home and celebrated the death of 2014 with two others who study these dark arts.

Monday, January 12, 2015


I've noticed in those the law defines as my family a tendency to value the idea of family in a way that denies the human beings who make up that group. In an effort to understand what family might mean without doing so, I've been considering a few of the relationships I've formed over the years with people who are neither blood nor legal relations to me, and yet they are the people with whom I've begun to develop an understanding of something that might be called family.

The moments that stand out when I think this way are not the highlights of my time with these people. They're moments when I was at a loss in some way, and another human being who owed me nothing took time and energy and things they valued and gave them to me without demanding anything in return. I'll begin this reflection on family by thanking three people in the order I met them: Joe, Mike, and Meghan.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

A Long Overdue Love Poem

"Make my apartment your home," I told her. The first thing she moved was an old poster of mine. I'd hidden it in a closet to make room for her dresser. She hung it back up. I try not to invest objects with memory or sentiment, and I'm not particularly impressed with the poster as a piece of art. It reads "Japan" atop a building I've learned to think of as emblematically Japanese. There are a few cherry blossoms to bring the point home with middleschool art-class assigned nuance. Despite its quality, it reminds me, when I let it, of all the friends I've met studying the marvels produced by that island nation. She began making my place her home by caring more for my memories than I do, and in all those sad and lonely places inside her I've yet to visit and warm, she still wonders why I love her.

Monday, December 22, 2014

Feline Blues 3

I held your cat hostage
when we made his home
my decision
my problem instead of ours.

Last night you swallowed my come
and fell asleep in my arms.

I really should have asked
for your help.