I also am reminded of an interview I read with Diamanda Galas, the punk-opera diva, several years ago in <>Angry Women</i>, the Re/Search publication.
Can you imagine someone going to war who didn’t know how to fight? If you try to reach the emotional levels I try for without technique, well—I’ve seen people in mental institutions hit their head against the wall and say “Mama!” for hours at a time, and I’m sure they meant it, but so what?
Exactly. Rootless emotion may provide a temporary balm, but it won’t solve a damn thing. Is NOT pandering to the need for a Big Daddy a political liability for Obama? Possibly. But the very fact that he’s not falling into the faux “I feel your pain” nonsense makes me respect him more.
And as someone who has had some losses (as have we all), I gotta say that it was never the people who tried to outdo me in Misery Poker, or who tried to be my Best Foul-Weather Friend and encourage me to scream and cry, etc. who really helped me out. It’s always been the ones who say “So—what do you need me to DO? What do you want to talk about?” Instead of using my pain as an occasion for them to enact their own narcissistic psycho-dramas out of some fake sense of “empathy.”
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06/03/10 at 12:15 PM