...just help me here...
...I only mean to stay awake. That's why I'm posting so much. I thought, instead of ruining other people's threads, like Anthony Easton's, I should just start a thread where um, you can post anything _anything_ to help keep me awake. It's the thing I can do next few hours (I've been in this building for 17 hours already, no food) during those moments that I can't think anything. Actually this is probably a bad idea since i'll take too long breaks, but i'm just typing this to emotionally connect to something right now and stay awake. ::repeating affirmation:: I WILL STAY AWAKE AND NOT LEAVE THIS BUILDING UNTIL I FINISH THIS PAPER, EVEN IF I ____ I HAVE A STRONG WILL. I HAVE SELF-DISCLIPLINE. I *WILL* FINISH THIS PAPER::::::
I am in the university's computer lab. It is taking tremendous amount of energy to think. I am perspiring like a wet masonicboom in front of a naked julian casassman. I must stay awake and finish this paper. YES THE SAME PAPER I STARTED THAT THREAD ON HOWEVER MANY DAYS AGO. IT IS THE LAST ASSIGNMENT OF MY ACADEMIC CAREER. I MUST. FINISH If I don't I won't graduate, and I MUST GRADUATE. THIS WEEK. VERY IMPORTANT.
It is now 5:51 pm ON FRIDAY where I live, and i woke up around 2 PM ON TUESDAY - I have only slept 5 hours on thursday morning between then. I don't want to calculate how many hours that is, or I might get scared.
My previous record is 66 hours, with two hours of slippage in between. I don't know if this sets a new one since 5 hours = lots of slippage. No, help, math, bad!! If I sound too neurotic, well, duh, I don't want to get neurotic about whether or not I'm really neurotic, since I have to keep telling myself it's the sleep.
Those of you I've bothered in AIM chat, you know how incompetent I am and/OR how important this paper is to me and how much I've stressed over it for the past week and a half. Oh, and I don't want to sign on since I know sooner or later I'll be invited in a chatroom and it'll be all downhill from that. I am inherently filled with a lot of self-loathing right now if I pass another day without finishing this (since I have no other days left - I'm already supposed to have found a new apt by now, but I haven't because of this).
That potential self-loathing is also connected to the fact that I'm only on page 4. But that's okay. Because I'm going to finish. I'm going to stay here. Yes God. I AM NOT GOING HOME. I AM DOING PAPER.
So ...help me. Post anything here. Cockfarming stories. Make it an image only thred maybe, that was hilarious. Just don't let me go..
BUT I WON'T GO ANYWAY. I'M GOING TO FINISH THIS. I'M GOING TO FINISH THIS PAPRE. I AM STRONGER THAN THE PAPER. LIKE BRITNEY, I AM SDRONGER...STRONGER...
― V, Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:04 (twenty-two years ago)
My previous record of wakefulness.
I don't want to get food either or else I might just zzzz out of a sense of satiattion. I'm like buzzing right now.
― Vic, Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:07 (twenty-two years ago)
you can do your paper, you can do it. If anyone can ispire you it's Britney.
I need to know the words to 'Baby one more time" so that I can play it like Faith No More did!
― rainy (rainy), Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:11 (twenty-two years ago)
Now as i'm satiated i can at least at least be productive for 35-45 minutes, its just cool since otherwise i clicked on that feminist thread and was beginning to lose myself in wondering whether like Phil said i am sexually insecure with male body image - wtf, why do feminist threads have to focus on men's insecurities
ANYWAY thank you. to paper to i go
― Vic, Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:16 (twenty-two years ago)
― webcrack (music=crack), Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:19 (twenty-two years ago)
― rainy (rainy), Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:22 (twenty-two years ago)
i'm just going to wean myself off here and go buy some junk downstairs so i can stop feeling these hunger pangs/dizziness.
i allso didn't mean for all this to sound so self-absored and self-important, sorry about that. like, that relationships thread - see it is taking off now, i didn't kill it (yay).
to stay OTM i think i might just post *my completed 3 pages* on here, no one has to of course, but if anyone wants to read/skim it and tell me whether it makes ANY sense to them whatsoever - grammatically, thematically, or etc. - that would be cool. THIS WAY, if i come back to ile to check this thread (and this thread is the only thread i can check, *only*) it will still be work related and i'll still stay on the subject.
i think i have multiple thesii on purpose, since um, i'm trying to get away with writing this in an unconventional structure or something. if anyone wants to just tell me if this makes sense, since i cant spend any more time on my "introduction" re-wording it, but its cool no one has to either (i mean its not exciting), its all good.
― Vic, Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:29 (twenty-two years ago)
of course all the formatting is screwed
Gimme Footage: The Question of Ethics and Non-Intervention in the Maysles’ Gimme Shelter
Some of the subjects included within the annals of documentary footage from the past half-century: a live political campaign speech, an impromptu poetry reading, a murder, the premiere of a fashion show. A murder? How could anyone film a murder being committed and not attempt to intervene; at the same time, wouldn’t the filmmaker feel anxious about his own safety simply remaining at the site of such an incident?The answers to such queries are quite complex, as are even the attempts to answer them, when one takes into account the dogma of Direct Cinema, or the observational school of 1960s American filmmaking from which the documentary in question, Gimme Shelter, remains a studied staple. Directed by the noted Maysles brothers, David and Albert, in 1969, the film was intended to chronicle the American tour of the rock supergroup the Rolling Stones but largely wound up focusing on their conclusive performance at the Altamont Speedway near San Francisco, where members of the Hell’s Angels motorcylce gang were hired as security guards…but were instead involved in the fatal stabbing of Meredith Hunter, an 18-year old concert attendee. Should the Maysles, as the equivalent to any of the other concert-goers present, have tried to prevent the murder or aid the victim as soon as they became aware of the impending circumstance, or did their status as “objective spectators” solely out to record a “pure” reality and not interfere with its manifestation sufficiently exempt them from any responsibility? Did it fully acquit them of any sort of complicity, of the charge of being indifferent accomplices-due-to-passivity ? In this occurrence, is the reality that was captured wholly “pure” in the first place, if one factors in how the documentarians’ lack of intervention may have significantly influenced the proceedings? While such an argument could be put forth to prove the artificiality of any Direct Cinema film, is it not more pertinent in the face of murder, when the impassive role inhabited by the neutrality-idealizing filmmakers uncomfortably veers towards immorality? Or do some people inevitably need to be sacrificed to the all-encompassing yet nebulously-denied “Truth,” an entity that strangely enough could potentially be altered or marred by its devotees during their very quest for its representation? Such ethical ponderings are problematic when discussing a work such as Gimme Shelter, for in its function as a historical, visual document it reveals that it was in fact impossible for the Maysles, or anyone else, to have prevented the murder: the Angels acted much too quickly in response to Hunter’s removal of a gun from his clothing, and stabbed him in an instant. Physically the Masyles were near the stage: too far away from the action to have interceded, even if they had caught the Angels’ in time, and the crowd was too frenetic to notice. The camera here reveals its invincibility in its visual capability, being infinitely more vigilant than the restless human eye, but its indisputable rendering of the action as it occurred emphasizes a fact of greater significance. Since the actual discussion over whether or not the Maysles could or should have prevented the tragedy is a moot point (backed as it is by visual evidence), all discussion on the ethical implications of their non-intervention must remain in a hypothetical context alone, and thus, not be taken as literal finger-pointing. It will hopefully be redundant, therefore, after this point to precede each statement with the following preposition (for example): “If the Maysles could actually have prevented the murder, then…” for the last thing I’d wish to do here is seriously implicate the Maysles for complicity in a raucous tragedy from thirty-three years ago. The case has long been closed: the only individuals directly responsible for the murder of Meredith Hunter are members of the Hell’s Angels.The focus is rather on how the specific circumstances that occurred during the production of Gimme Shelter, as well as the specific actions taken by its creators in their responses to said circumstances, can be projected within a purely hypothetical context, and then discussed in terms of their ethical ramifications. Even such a strictly hypothetical discussion has its merits, for in the case of the detailed immediacy of Gimme Shelter, it can be projected onto the more abstract terrain of Direct Cinema as a whole to generate a discourse on its ethical congruousness, and I cannot think of a better film than this one to do so, for how many other observational films centered around such a well-documented public incident that exploded in violence? Ideally, such a discourse can be expanded to comment on whether or not the aesthetics of non-intervention pose a greater challenge for the question of ethics in the observational movement, and, as in any relevant discourse, both sides should be given their due course, in the absence of any inarguable, definitive answer (which I’d believe is beyond my scope) . Were the creators of Gimme Shelter justified in their adherence to the aesthetic ideal of non-intervention when a murder was committed before their eyes, or were they [hypoethetically speaking] guilty of unethical passivity in the film’s principle construction ?
― V, Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:30 (twenty-two years ago)
i'm going home. thanks so much for the advice rainy & web
― V, Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:42 (twenty-two years ago)
― A Nairn (moretap), Saturday, 14 December 2002 02:56 (twenty-two years ago)
I can't go because I only have a 3.5 " floppy disk AND THHIS MOTHERSHIPMOTHERBOARDMOTHERFOCKING -MACHINE ONLY ACCEPTS ZIP DISKS so it doesnt fit, they cant have sex, my disk doesnt fit the computer's hole, TOO BIG FOR HER.
problem is, all the computer on campus i think have only zip drives now, 3.5 is so obsolete. and i don't want to cut and paste and email it to myself on aohell since to copy it back on word and reformat it later is such a pain
but my stomach is in so much pain right now too. i'm glad i'm not the head of state of a major givernment now with all my DECISIVENESS
― V, Saturday, 14 December 2002 03:01 (twenty-two years ago)
― Vic, Saturday, 14 December 2002 03:03 (twenty-two years ago)
― Rebecca (reb), Saturday, 14 December 2002 03:47 (twenty-two years ago)
― webcrack (music=crack), Saturday, 14 December 2002 05:07 (twenty-two years ago)
― Sterling Clover (s_clover), Saturday, 14 December 2002 05:20 (twenty-two years ago)
- Sit upright in your chair, easily, comfortably. - Lay your hands on your knees, palms inward, and ungrasp them.- Relax and focus your mind. Breathe deeply.- With attention, slowly raise one arm above your head.- Tilt your head forward, chin down.- Position your nose near the vulnerable armpit.- Inhale long and deep through your nose.
Feel your strrrrrrength!
― Aimless, Saturday, 14 December 2002 19:03 (twenty-two years ago)
Don't most people, um, die sometime around there?
― Curtis Stephens, Saturday, 14 December 2002 19:13 (twenty-two years ago)