Monday, September 28, 2020
Sunday, September 20, 2020
Places I Probably Slept Part II
Saturday, September 19, 2020
Places I Probably Slept
Tuesday, September 8, 2020
American Mary and the Nature of Change
At a turning point in the contemporary feminist “Frankenstein” film American Mary, Ruby (Paula Lindberg)—one of Mary’s future body modification clients—explains why she wants to change her appearance: “I don’t think it’s really fair that God gets to choose what we look like on the outside,” she proclaims. Ruby’s declaration at first seems to align well with scholars’ assertions that humans decorate and modify their bodies to separate themselves from the animals and nature, for, as genetic researcher Gillian M. Morriss-Kay argues, “Creating visual art is one of the defining characteristics of the human species.” Morriss-Kay agrees, suggesting, “The earliest known evidence of ‘artistic behaviour’ [sic] is of human body decoration, including skin colouring [sic] with ochre and the use of beads, although both may have had functional origins.”
Ruby’s desire to determine what her body looks like on the outside seems to take this characteristic just a little further, since, as anthropologist Enid Schildkrout of the Smithsonian states, “there is no logical reason to separate permanent forms of body art, like tattoos, scarification, piercing, or plastic surgery, from temporary forms, such as makeup, clothing, or hairstyles.” More extreme forms of body modification convey information about a person’s identity in ways similar to the more traditional and temporary choices people make to color their hair and shave their faces.
For Ruby, a fashion designer and owner of Ruby Real Girl designs, surgically changing her body provides some of the same results as fashion and makeup, except that those changes are more permanent. It seems to separate her from her natural “God-given” form and from the natural world it represents and inhabits. The claim is that animals change their appearance only because evolution has determined those changes ensure survival, both physical and sexual. And those changes rely on internal biological responses rather than deliberate additions from the external environment. A cuttlefish may change the color and shape of its skin and body to hide from predators, hypnotize prey, and seduce potential sex partners, but these survival adaptations are evolutionary rather than learned behaviors and draw on biology rather than the incorporation of external objects.
Yet we argue that this separation between humans and animals rests on a limited perspective of the natural world. Although the body modification illustrated in American Mary may amplify the drive for individuality found in makeup and hair changes, it does not necessarily separate humans from animals. Instead, it replicates the behaviors of animals from the bowerbird to particular species of spiders and caterpillars. When characters in American Mary modify their bodies to express their individuality and survive, they don’t separate themselves from nature; instead they align themselves with the animal world. When either animals or humans change their appearance, they gain an evolutionary advantage that assures their reproductive and biological persistence.
Friday, August 21, 2020
Enough
“You don’t have to believe in God.
You just need to believe that you are not God.”
Now that is a quote I can get my arms around.
Although I do believe in God,
I definitely do not believe I am God.
I do not believe I am God-like.
In fact, I believe we are all equals,
including those animals and plants outside my window.
That doesn’t mean we are the same.
It just means we all have an equal right to life
Rain and wind blew over Resurrection Lilies today,
surprises more like amaryllis than lily
leaning into grass on broad brittle stems
like salmon bones breaking under teeth.
I know about those salmon bones
because my father loved salmon loaf and salmon cakes,
meals built from a can of pink and brown
reaching “enough” with bread or flour and egg.
Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Joy

With joy I welcomed the rain last night, 11/2 inches of watering I won’t have to do to keep my flowers and vegetables growing. I may have broken a few purple cone flowers, but now they decorate my kitchen table, adding life to the piles of newspapers I must remember to place in the recycling bin tomorrow.
My little life is full of beauty like that, from a dog’s smile to a squash plant’s flowers. To these colors and textures, I’ll add the songs of crickets and frogs outside my window.
What brings me joy? Right now, my joy seems limited to my garden, my dog walks, and my brief escapes with Joe.
So let’s get specific…
Watching:
- bees feeding on my purple cone flowers,
- a swallowtail butterfly laying eggs on a spice bush and pollinating a butterfly bush,
- beans (lots of beans) climbing up a fence,
- tomatoes turning red on the vine,
- a volunteer squash or pumpkin plant (not sure which) thriving in a pepper bed,
- cucumbers filling with water and ballooning into fruit,
- zucchini edging into a yard, hummingbirds and orioles drinking from a feeder… Okay, there are many more joyful moments than I thought.
Butterflies arrived today, floating between feeding and nesting as I watch through a glass door and nearly smile when really what I want to do is cry.
Not Yet

When should I say “not yet” instead of “no?”
When asked if I’m retired, of course, or if I met my goals, then “not yet” sounds like a typical and acceptable response.
But how about when asked absurd and sometimes rude questions like do you have any children?
- Have you remarried?
- Are you in love?
Yes, I think “not yet” works just fine here, even if I am post-menopausal, long-time divorced, and introverted. But I don’t think the answer needs to be personalized.
I think we can answer “not yet” as a more hopeful response than “no” to question like these: Can we overcome racism?
- Is it possible to solve the repercussions of climate change?
- Can we live in peace?
- Of course, we might need to answer “not yet” when those kids in the back seat ask, for the fiftieth time, if we’re there yet, too.
