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What is keeping me awake tonight 1: Adam Sternbergh

Posted by leerocco on March 19, 2008

A few weeks back, on a listserv that I currently have no good reason to subscribe to, let alone read, someone posted a link to the Stuff White People Like blog. As a response, today someone posted a link to Adam Sternbergh’s recent critique of that blog. A link in that article led me to Sternbergh’s March 2006 piece about 30-somethings who have only sort of grown up. This eventually led me to look into the archive of his work at NY magazine, where I found a few articles about gentrification in New York and the weirdness of the whole “neighborhood X is the new neighborhood Y,” especially now that it’s been going on for over a decade.

Now I’m awake partly because 1) Although I’m glad to see a thoughtful contribution to a conversation outlining the distinctions between good and bad “edgy” comedy, I think he’s missing something about SWPL: He only glosses the fact that many people, including several that have posted comments on the blog, have pointed out that the people that actually like the things listed are “a very specific demographic sliver of left-leaning, city-dwelling white folk–in other words, people like me,” who “have previously been trapped and tagged alternately as yuppies, or Bobos, or (by yours truly in New York magazine) grups.” He sort of brushes this critique aside and adds his own, which is that nothing that is a truly cutting satire is ever accepted by the satirized as great entertainment; rather, white people laugh at SWPL only because it makes them “feel superior” (to?).

Aside from the fact that I might disagree that no true satire is acceptable to the satirized (I think Slavoj Zizek’s Welcome to the Desert of the Real! has an example of a rock band who became very popular in ethnic-conflict-torn Yugoslavia by enacting negative stereotypes about their own people), I do agree that SWPL doesn’t feel the least bit offensive, and is rarely funny. (I wonder how the laughter in response to SWPL would land on the coordinates of Diane Davis’s taxonomy?)

But I think that there’s something else going on besides a feeling of superiority. And it’s related to the simpler critique about the inaccuracy of the “White People” in the title. Basically, it seems like SWPL also allows this “very specific demographic sliver of left-leaning, city-dwelling white folk,” Bobos, grups, whatever, to be thought of as the group that defines whiteness…. This, of course, adds to… or maybe even accounts for the feeling of superiority… possibly even answering my asswholly-parenthesized question above. The “White People” described on the blog can feel superior to other people who happen to share the former’s skin tone and possibly ethnic roots because the latter are “not really white.”

partly because 2) Ugh… all I can think about lately is growing up and growing up too late and not really ever growing up.

partly because 3) Reading about the socio-economic-cultural-lifestyle-realestate dynamics of the NY metro area makes me totally anxious, in both the giddy/excited sense and the puke-y/run-for-your-life sense. Sternbergh has one article about Jersey City and one about Red Hook, a “remote” part of Brooklyn; both of these are places we’ve talked about moving. In those two articles he seems to be developing this argument about how gentrification has gotten ahead of itself (post-gentrification, obviously) and now no longer happens in stages (artsies with cheap cafes and bars-> hipsters with boutiques and fancier restaurants-> investors with developers’ plans and construction equipment-> totally rich people). Now, since the boom-to-come is so expected, the artsies and the developers land at the same time… Why do I care? I guess I’m trying to figure out at what point I’m supposed to be the one to move into the neighborhood….

partly because 4) My blog is now not only not-posted-to; it is also about neither math nor rhetoric.

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after not sleeping

Posted by leerocco on October 24, 2007

I couldn’t sleep the other night and tried to post this then, but my hijacked internet connection wasn’t working. I have mixed feelings about posting it now. The reason I do is that I want to write things here. If this is only a place for good things or things I really like, it will be really empty and pointless. If it is a place for things, it might work.

At any rate, I’m interested in particulars, but in a general sort of way. For instance, I’m interested in myself, my experience or something, but really only as it relates to or is the general. The General, I suppose, is what I mean.
For instance, I was just lying awake thinking about math, reading Brian Rotman. I was thinking with him and realizing that I’ve thought with him for a while.

What am I doing? I feel like I’m back at stage one with this thing. Stage one as in middle school or something.

Or maybe I’ve just come to the point in the narrative of a young blogger where I question the purpose of my blogging. My friend Jim Brown will question it, in a different way, in the general case, at some point, possibly already past.

But what I thought was keeping me up or what was keeping me up initially was a question about math and finitude and the world-of-(human-)experience. I can’t think of a better way to put it. I was thinking of the discreteness that Rotman was talking about in Chapter 3 of Mathematics as Sign. I couldn’t stop reading it. It was the best reading I’ve ever done, both because it was good and because it was good for me. I mean, my major problem in grad school was reading too slow and too long. This happened fast or seemed to. At least it was painless. That’s probably because it is all I was thinking about doing.

So the talk of discreteness got me thinking about the little I’ve heard about finitude. I need to read more. That’s probably the bottom line.

But what I want to say is that the world is finite, bounded. It’s as big as this: _______. And all those spaces in between… Are they visible? They are gaps, nothings. They depict nothing. They are as much ends as the ends on the ends. It’s all compact, impacted, fractal. But Derrida knew this a long time ago. But it’s moving. He knew this too.

Does the performative give us a way “out” of this? A way to work out (of) the fractal? This is what I want to ask. But I might also… I might just want to know: Does the performative give me something more to say about this? That also connects my particular life with the world-of-(all-)experience(s)…. That makes me feel better about it. I like it better than the other thing. What’s the other thing? What am I scared of? It’s something Theresa hates. It’s the one-man-as-universal thing. Or so it seems. But it makes sense or it’s ok if it’s just about wanting to say something.

These things… They’re comin full circle

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