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Jan. 30th, 2007 11:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_fantastic_ms_foxMaybe one of the reasons that I'm fascinated by post-apocayptic imagery is because I feel that I've come just after the party ended; just after the back broke. This is not all bad: I like empty spaces and blowing trash.
This sentiment has been more pronounced over the last week, and not in a good way.
First of all, I'm sick, and it's fucking with my head. I have to acknowledge this... repeatedly: it's knocking me into a state of mind that I don't want to inhabit.
Second, I went to see Children of Men. I was, and still am, stunned. That's what it looks like; the end of the world. Not a catastrophic change or a downturn: the end, a death. Damn. Good movie, but maybe not the best choice to see right now.
Third, between two trans-activist groups that I've shown up for, the TAS looks more or less dead in the water, and Labeled/Unlabeled had to pare down its originally inspiring mandate to just doing fundraising. The underlying social causes look like I've missed the boat.
Something similar goes for COPE. I got there right after the split with Vision. In fact I went there because I thought that they were handling the split maturely, but the strategy of non-antagonism was born not of honouring democratic virtues so much as political last resorts amid plenty of bitter resentment. The current talk of patching things up I see as being no different.
On the other hand, we have the "just before the end" stage of the apocalypse.
My work at the SFSS feels a lot like Battlestar: we just got smacked around, and now we're trying to piece our shit back together. We have our rag-tag heroes: our leaders being drawn from a pool of people who jumped in when they had the chance.
It's a good thing too: if things had kept on the way they were going, we wouldn't have much left of a Student Union.
What I'm afraid of is that some of the work that I wanted to do with the SFSS may be too damn late.
Maybe not though: this is my chance to see what I can do.
Sigh... responsibility.
This sentiment has been more pronounced over the last week, and not in a good way.
First of all, I'm sick, and it's fucking with my head. I have to acknowledge this... repeatedly: it's knocking me into a state of mind that I don't want to inhabit.
Second, I went to see Children of Men. I was, and still am, stunned. That's what it looks like; the end of the world. Not a catastrophic change or a downturn: the end, a death. Damn. Good movie, but maybe not the best choice to see right now.
Third, between two trans-activist groups that I've shown up for, the TAS looks more or less dead in the water, and Labeled/Unlabeled had to pare down its originally inspiring mandate to just doing fundraising. The underlying social causes look like I've missed the boat.
Something similar goes for COPE. I got there right after the split with Vision. In fact I went there because I thought that they were handling the split maturely, but the strategy of non-antagonism was born not of honouring democratic virtues so much as political last resorts amid plenty of bitter resentment. The current talk of patching things up I see as being no different.
On the other hand, we have the "just before the end" stage of the apocalypse.
My work at the SFSS feels a lot like Battlestar: we just got smacked around, and now we're trying to piece our shit back together. We have our rag-tag heroes: our leaders being drawn from a pool of people who jumped in when they had the chance.
It's a good thing too: if things had kept on the way they were going, we wouldn't have much left of a Student Union.
What I'm afraid of is that some of the work that I wanted to do with the SFSS may be too damn late.
Maybe not though: this is my chance to see what I can do.
Sigh... responsibility.