November 19, 2005
Life goes on in Kabul
Afghan LORD hasn't been posting as much of late. Maybe once a week or so.
He's posted some news about attacks in Afghanistan. You still get a sense of there being more going on there than the US media tells us about -- no duh. But there's a sense of normalcy, too. I guess the folks in Afghanistan have a very different sense of normal from mine, given the past few decades.
Sohrab Kabuli (the young man behind Afghan LORD) has a blog in Farsi, too, and I'm guessing he does more writing over there. He also has a blog of computer-techy stuff.
His most interesting work for me continues to be the photos. He's not a terribly talneted photographer, but that adds something. These are snapshots. Sohrab has put a bunch of his pix up on Flickr, and I stopped by for a slideshow.
Tired of Twisty
It was fun while it lasted, but I'm done now.
I've been following I Blame the Patriarchy by Twisty Faster. She's smart and funny and opinionated (to say the least). I've gotten a kick out of this blog. Twisty writes some about food, a bit about her dog, Bert, but mostly about, well, the patriarchy. She's a self-described radical feminist.
A bad turn
The most affecting writing on the blog came after Twisty was diagnosed with cancer this fall. She wrote about and posted pictures of her mastectomy. She writes about this with the usual combination of insight, wit and acid. It was horrifying, fascinating and moving.
I'm right and you're stupid
But the blog's mostly back to politics again. It so happens that I agree with Twisty's politics about 95% of the time, but I don't agree with her tone. Now, I can be an acerbic bastard. Ask anyone I've disagreed with. But Twisty has me all beat to hell.
I get depressed reading or listening to people who do battle with intolerance using ... intolerance. It's not constructive. It sets the debate back. It undermines the credibility of the cause.
When I saw this in a Nov. 3 comment by Twisty, I just shook my head.
I'm also saying that men, on the whole, hate women. I do not know whether they are capable of love.
And plenty of women suck, too
Twisty gets pretty savage with the women she diasgrees with. I guess it's part of the blog persona. (Or maybe the real life persona?) It's tiresome.
The other day she wrote this, and it appears to sum up her approach pretty well:
I'll tell you something. If I view life through a prism...that prism isn't colored with "emotion." It's colored with shit. That hypothetical prism is focusing with pinpoint accuracy the relentlessly harsh white light of day onto every little shit-covered woman-hating, racist, fucktarded act of tyranny that crosses my path, and believe me, there are a million of'em every fucking day, and I'm writing'em all down in my little book, you fuckers.
Anyone can speak the truth. Anyone can do it in a blog. Anyone who does it is a blogger.
Fair enough. But I don't have to read it.
As soon as this semester is over I'll be taking Twisty off my list of bookmarks.