Selfreflexive Behaviour

August 17, 2005


We met at the golden hour on the main street in New Hamburg and instantly whipped out our cameras and started taking pictures of others taking pictures. There were six of us, locked in some kind of weird meta-photographic chain.

“We got to stop being so goddamn self-reflexive,” I said.

“What the fuck?” Nicole snapped.

She was still angry about the fight she had the day before, when she was accused of not being “self-reflexive” enough. An angry, young man didn’t like the fact that Nicole’s activist club was working within the system, rather than against it.

“What does that mean, not being ‘self-reflexive’ enough?” Nicole asked him. The angry, young man told her that he wanted more action … more active resistance … more direct confrontation with oppressive forces. He didn’t want her club to be complicit with the system, and kept talking about “them” a lot. He was angry at “the system,” at inaction, at oppression. Nicole ran out of the room crying.

If I were there, I would have probably cried too. The angry, young man clearly misuses the word “self-reflexive.” He seemed to demand a revolution, some real, tangible change, but what came out instead was a demand for more meaningless, postmodern actions.

“Yes!” I said, pointing my camera at Nicole who was pointing her camera at Jason who was … “We’re finally self-reflexive, all of us! You should tell that angry, young man that we are all revolutionary and beautiful.”

“And also complicit with the system by running around with these cameras,” Dave Alexander said. I assured him that we were the system, and the six of us cavorted through the park, taking self-reflexive, meaningless pictures. It was pretty great.

And it got even better when Sherry and Regan showed up with their film cameras built out of metal. We took pictures of spiders and joyful things, before we went home to embrace postmodernity and everything meta:

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It was pretty great!

Posted by: David Alexander on August 17, 2005 at 04:12 PM

you are pretty great, dave alexander — thank you for coming out with us!

Posted by: Tudor on August 17, 2005 at 04:34 PM

Okay.

There it is again.

Spiders scare me.

(If you promise not to tell anyone.. The picture of that scary thing is actually quite good. But am too terrified to look at it very closely. Shh)

Cheers!

Posted by: Jackie on August 17, 2005 at 08:04 PM

Meaningless, joyful, fun is the best kind!

Posted by: jules on August 17, 2005 at 11:41 PM

Okay, next time that know-nothing dweeb shows up, just tell Nicole to tell him this:

Main Entry: self-reflexive
Part of Speech: adjective
Definition: reflecting one’s own self, having an image or reflection of one’s self

Source: Webster’s New Millennium™ Dictionary of English, Preview Edition (v 0.9.6)
Copyright © 2003-2005 Lexico Publishing Group, LLC

He doesn’t know his arse from a hole in the ground. Basically, what he’s saying from that is that he wants to ‘take over’. Perhaps unintentionally he’s informing her of his intentions through his un-educated mis-use of the language. Tell him that if he doesn’t like it he can just go off and start his own group. A wanker like that will find no one will show up to HIS meetings.

And, quite seriously, people like him are dangerously unstable. I don’t think she wants to be associating with people who very quickly don brown shirts and jack boots… to make sure that everyone else stays in line…

Posted by: spindriftdancer on August 18, 2005 at 10:43 PM
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