Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, Sep 14, 2006.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    I chose my field
    Because I could not choose my world
    And I needed answers.
    Tell me what it is
    That makes people do the things they do.
    Answer me, Mr. Durkheim
    Explain to me
    My drowning anomie.
    Society a mystery
    Beyond my reaching ken.
    “Tell me how
    To bear myself”
    In a world that seems
    To work on a schemata
    Stolen from a game
    The love child
    Of dominos and Russian Roulette.
    Tell me, Max,
    About my Ethic
    My country’s worship
    Of the Capitalist God.
    Swallowing whole
    the myth of meritocracy.
    I spit it back up and choke.
    Sociology my religion,
    For my faith
    Shaken by the Spirit
    No Holy Ghost here
    Just student loans.
    Explicate for me, Monsieur Foucault,
    Why I love women,
    This thing
    So instinctual
    That society would
    Punish me for.
    My heart my own Panopticon.
    My Discipline
    This thinking, ticking academia,
    Allows me to live.
    I see cruelty and crime
    Untangle them as best I can
    with Merton and Sutherland
    Bentham and Lombroso.
    I watch the oil barons
    Look at the President
    Wonder about what makes a criminal
    And ponder the dominance of power.
    Dear Karl,
    It seems like it should be
    Another way around.
    I am ready for a change.
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Dearly Beloved;

    Gawd, that's excellent!!:smile: You have such a way with words it awes me every time.:smile: :smile: I understand some of what you've written and what I don't understand or can't relate to, I pull out my empathy and it becomes clear - your misery, your questioning, your doubts, your faith in the face of the unfaithful. Damn, you're good!!!!:smile: :smile: :smile:

    sending you love and hugs,


  3. Truth be told, I'm a writer but I had to look up a whole bunch of words you used - kinda made me feel stupid - though I know I'm not. Now I know more.

    But what I didn't get was why you're addressing a bunch of dead MEN who never gave a f**k about women to begin with. Did I get the gist? I mean no insult - sounded like a rant - and a good one at that...

  4. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    Haha. Yup. Dead White Men. It was instigated by my rereading of a text on classical sociological theory, which, sadly, is a world populated by dead white men. But their theories are sound. I found Soc. as a freshman in college and just fell in love with the field. I knew I had to know more and so I continued, falling naturally into a Soc. Major and eventually was rewarded with finding my way to more modern theorist who weren't just white or men or dead! Voila. Though Foucault was a super cool cat, even for a dead white dude, (read his bio on Wikipedia) imho. But the roots of my love for the discipline are still very strongly tied to those first theorists, Marx, Weber, Durkheim, Sutherland, etc. Soc saved my life. I was looking for the answer to a bunch of questions about life. I still haven't found it, but the sociological lens at least enlightened me a bit and made it easier to bear.
  5. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I"m anxious to see what you 'instigate' next!:wink: Looking forward to the next one.

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