Interesting Times Indeed...

November 11, 2024

Interesting Times indeed. Iā€™ve been working more, and feeling rather worn down in general as the dark months settle in. Iā€™m having a similar experience with writing as I do about playing the bass. Thereā€™s a desire to contribute to the conversation but an uncertainty on what to say.

As I consider what I could write about the times in which we live, Iā€™m remembering Yiyun Liā€™s own recollection of her childhood in Communist China.

ā€œā€˜Someone will be checking your dossier. Remember, your entire history is known. You have no way to hide anything.ā€™ What my second-grade teacher outlined, it turns out, was not just a Communist hell, but a vision of our world today.ā€
ā€” Li, Yiyun. ā€œThe Seventy Percent.ā€ Harperā€™s Magazine, Nov. 2024.

Liā€™s piece is a thoughtful essay on the shortcomings of ideological purity and the importance of the everyday. Standing before this historical inflection point, itā€™s tempting to join the chorus of bold pronouncements, to carve out my kingdom on the internet and shout into the echo chamber. But Iā€™m experiencing the immediate present as a very raw time, and Iā€™ve learned the hard way that insights can easily incite. I believe this is a moment for nourishing connections, inviting conversation, and reserving bandwidth for independent consideration.

So yeah, Iā€™m deferring to neutrality and introspection. Go read Li. Or Zadie Smithā€™s equally important The Dream of the Raised Arm about contemporary propaganda machines. They both know what theyā€™re talking about. Iā€™ll be here riffing until I come up with something to contribute.