i’m tired of identity politics.
i should probably leave it at that, but that would make for a very dull blog. perhaps i’m tired of identity politics because i don’t have a nice little niche adjective to ascribe to, thus joining some community. most of these adjectives seem cute, though somewhat off-putting, and if you use the oppostite to describe yourself it sounds wrong. so if i’m calling myself a white-straight-middle-class woman, i’m totally dull and coming off as sheltered/defensive/something-phobic. why? because that’s so normal. most of these adjectives work to exclude oneself from general society and place one into their own smaller (elite) society. so why use white (racist), straight (homophobic), or middle-class (better off than the poor, akin to upper class), when i can say punk or even better- vegan? i don’t. but then again i don’t think about my race, sexuality, or socio-economic class much because i just don’t frame my life that way. i don’t really going around telling people i’m punk or vegan (unless food’s about) because it sounds stupid and pretentious, but alas… most people seem to want to be in that category.
i guess it comes down to the problem that the adjective i’d most readily use to describe myself is either bitter or jaded, and neither one of those is very specific or exclusive. in fact, those are usually things you’d want to hide from polite people, lest they think ill of you. the arbitrariness of most communities seems pointless, and i know i would never actually belong. i’m not really religous (all catholic interests aside) nor spiritual, i’m not really political (excluding my whacko-bating with my “neo-con” and big-l libertarianism), i’m not overly interested in gender politics or my sexulality, and i’m so m.o.r. there’s no point in thinking about anything else. i guess that leaves me in the cold.
here’s what i guess i should be called: bitter, jaded, disaffected, minorly intelligent, some-what alterna, angry, into sport, plays video games, paranoid white straight middle class female who likes punk rock and is vegan. and i do work with books. pretty pathetic on the blog paper, innit? perhaps if i was oppressed somehow, other than my self ascribed asceticism, which people just mock, i could really fit in. though really, none of us ever fit in. everybody wants to be the outsider, even when they’re inside. it’s easier to feel like a victim i guess. i guess that’s why the whole “it’s cool to half-heartedly dismiss yourself as a nerd” thing is the rage. nerds used to be victims, though i think that’s pretty much over since “nerd” has been coopted by the new cool kids.

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