“I haven’t read “The Waste Land” for a year, and I never did bother to check all the footnotes. But I will hazard these statements — Eliot contains the same ecstatic vision which runs from Münzer to Yeats. However, he retains a grounding in the social reality/order of his time. Facing what he perceives as a choice between ecstatic chaos and lifeless mechanistic order, he accedes to maintaining a separation of asexual purity and brutal sexual reality. And he wears a stoical face before this. Read his essay on Tradition and the Individual Talent, as well as Four Quartets, when he’s less concerned with depicting moribund Europe, to catch a sense of what I speak. Remember how I said there’s a certain kind of conservatism which I respect more than bourgeois liberalism — Eliot is of this type. Of course, the dichotomy he maintains is reactionary, but it’s due to a deep fatalism, not ignorance. (Counter him with Yeats or Pound, who, arising from the same milieu, opted to support Hitler and Mussolini.) And this fatalism is born out of the relation between fertility and death, which I touched on in my last letter — life feeds on itself. A fatalism I share with the western tradition at times. You seem surprised at Eliot’s irreconcilable ambivalence; don’t you share this ambivalence yourself, Alex?”—
“The thing is, there’s a lot of fuss about “what to wear in college,” and I’m not sure why. It’s not like dressing yourself becomes six times harder once you hit university. Everyone has some idea of how to dress themselves, and it’s unlikely to change that dramatically between senior year of high school and freshman year of college.”—what clothes to bring to college (an illustrated guide)
Here is a problem with society: There are scores of businesses out there who believe that their livelihood depends on you not thinking that you are pretty (or, rather, pretty enough). They feel like they have to do two things:
1. Remind you that being prettier will make you happier, smarter, and more successful.
2. Let you know that their product will make you prettier.
It’s an effective strategy. We all fall prey to it. I’m pretty convinced that if I can convince my parents to buy this Chanel under-eye concealer, I will suddenly become a sparkly supermodel with all of the confidence in the world. (It goes without saying, I think, that I’m completely delusional.)
“You think they’re smarter, better, friendlier, fitter, happier, more productive than you are. You strive to be as much as they are, as good as they are. You try to cheat and figure out what it is they’re going to teach you, if they’re going to fall from grace, if you’re going to play a part for them that you never thought you’d play before.”—How You Know « Thought Catalog
“Set up your bed first, because if you cannot do anything else, you will inevitably have to sleep. Then set up everything else. Decide where you’re going to keep your food. Change your mind. Decide you need a rug. Hang 400 photographs. Move your desk. Play music. You are drunk. Your friend will help. Your boy might help. Sit on the floor. Do not cry. Give yourself a henna tattoo. Hang a paper lantern. Think about getting curtains. Smile!”—how to move - that girl magazine
“He is mean. He is someone who has been notoriously douchey. He has slept with your friends and then been generally disrespectful and/or weird. When the two of you arrive together at a party, he says “I’m going to go hang out with my friends now,” and walks away. Every therapist at psych services would recognize his name. His personality reminds you of John Mayer. He calls you “ugly like toilet” and then asks if you are “good in sex.” He changes his mind and makes you and Abigail cry. You suspect that other girls have punched him in the face.”—5 signs you should not have sex with someone - that girl magazine