Â ”There will never be peace in the world until there is justice for women.” –Lupe Casillas-Lowenberg, artist and teacher
J.L. PowersÂ with artist Lupe Casillas-Lowenberg, August 2007
I thought Daniel Collins did a great job in his article about The Confessional in UTEP’s student newspaper, The Prospector. You can read the article here.
the previous post should prove I’m no socialist!
Okay, I admit, I spent a totally decadent weekend watching the entire 3rd season of The OfficeÂ on Netflix’s Watch Now feature. When I have children in some distant future day, these sorts of weekends will probably never happen again.
The Office is a mockumentary about one branch of a paper company in Scranton, Pennsylvania. Lots of people are fans and have written way better reviewsÂ of individual shows than I ever could here, but I have to say–if the work place is really like this, we’re in trouble! I guess one of the reasons I find it so funny is that it doesn’t fall into that trap of typical office comedies, where everybody’s a wisecracking fool or a dumbass. It’s funny because the characters are kind of like people are in real life, the things that happen in the office are the kinds of things that do happen in real offices, and the jokes are organic to the show.Â You might find an individual episode funny if you like dry wit anyway, but a lot of the comedy emerges as you watch numerous episodes and begin to get the inside jokes–Pam and Jim playing pranks on Dwight, Dwight and Angela’s ongoing secret love affair, Angela’s bad attitude, Michael as the worst/best ever boss in the world and probably King of the Idiots to boot and yet, deep down, he’s actually a really kind man and a great boss, he’s just bumbling and awkward and he thinks he’s being p.c.Â all the time when he’s being the very opposite of p.c. through his fumbling attempts to be inclusive.
Here, Michael claims that gift basketsÂ are the way to woo ex-clients back. Ignore the internet, he says. It can’t possibly compete with real people sales skills.
I went to see Nancy Farmer speak last night because her new novel, The Land of the Silver Apples, just came out a couple of months ago. If any of you have never read Farmer’s novels, you should.
My two favorites are A Girl Named Disaster
and The House of the Scorpion.Â Â
Farmer had some great stories to tell and it sounds like her family was way weirder than my own. Her mother believed she was the reincarnation of some great Egyptian queen and when Nancy would ask her who she was a reincarnation of, her mother would say, “A house servant.” Her mother believed the trees had spirits inside them, and so did each blade of grass–so they never cut the grass. Read More