Friday, February 18, 2011

Day 291: Drafts are Dangerous

On a whim, I often begin a blog; save it as a draft; and leave it to mature (or most often, rot...). If true to 'then' self, I would publish it regardless of my 'now' feelings. But sometimes 'now' me doesn't get 'then' me. 'Now' me thinks 'then' me is a whiny bitch. Here is 'now' me respecting 'then' me, a 'no one gets [then] me' rant:


Day ___: On understanding. 

'Not showing a clear understanding of the material'
is a horrible critique.
Whose understanding?
The whole point [of some things/programs] is 
to explore new ways of understanding.
Why isn't my understanding an understanding 
worth considering (and writing about)?
'Scientific' knowledge has gloated for centuries, 
indigenous knowledge came back to flex its muscles,
but what about plain ol' average [dare I say 'girl'] 
knowledge and understanding. My eyes, My brain, 
My reading, My understanding. My cultural [lack of] capitol. 
My Perspective. Deal with it. 




"respect to 'then' purse"

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