Kay, Your Enthusiasm.
Whoa. Um. I am in love with this analysis. 

a12thway2reachme:

tristn:

feministfilm:

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Last night on Parks and Recreation, internet-beloved twerp Ben Wyatt wore a Letters to Cleo shirt, and the internet is freaking out about it. To demonstrate how much the internet is freaking out about it, let me point you toward benwyattinletterstocleoshirts.tumblr.com (disclaimer: a fantumblr which I curate).
In this episode, “The Comeback Kid,” Ben is visited at home by Chris, who is concerned that Ben is depressed. Ben of course denies this, insisting instead that he’s just burying himself in his hobbies since his recent job loss.
The producers piled on physical and material markers of “depression”—the wearing of gray, the stubble, the fatty foods, the unkempt hair. But it was this shirt that resonated most with the audience—why? A less well-orchestrated show would have picked something a little more obvious (Whitney might have gone with The Cure, Up All Night maybe Smashing Pumpkins), but Parks and Recreation is not only more clever (as far as I’m concerned), but they are clearly uniquely tapped into their audience base: women in their early twenties who are on tumblr.
It was a really interesting depiction of mental illness, and not an entirely unfair one. It’s no secret that both Ben and Chris are experiencing mental health issues in different ways. Here, Chris’s tried to intervene with Ben’s patterns by using his own coping mechanisms (gross health shakes), which (of course) didn’t work. But it was the act of an intervention of perception at all that disrupted Ben’s patterns and made him notice that he was depressed. He was too buried to realize it before.
Mostly, I’ve been thinking hard about what that Letters to Cleo shirt means. It’s no secret that Letters to Cleo is for Feelings, including Depressed Feelings. What made the use of the shirt most remarkable is that it wasn’t used to feminize Ben. It wasn’t used as a marker to show how depression makes men weak and feminine and therefore into Kay Hanley, it was used as a marker to make the audience identify even more with Ben. I know it’s a cheap way to talk about it, but: no one was laughing at Ben, we were laughing with him in a way that I’ve rarely ever seen. And that’s why [mostly] women on the internet are reacting with such force, I think.
Further, it’s significant that depression itself wasn’t the butt of the joke at all, it was Ben’s mechanisms for cheaply masking his depression which founded the joke (mechanisms which were funny because of the way Ben is, and his ridiculous fondness for calzones).
I don’t think it’s a stretch to claim that there’s a deep cultural connection between Letters to Cleo and commercial female adolescence in the 1990s. I started a post about this very phenomenon in the summer, but I tabled it. I’ll definitely revisit that soon.

A+++++

Check it, Hanley.

Whoa. Um. I am in love with this analysis. 

a12thway2reachme:

tristn:

feministfilm:

(screencap by http://ohilovecaps.tumblr.com)

Last night on Parks and Recreation, internet-beloved twerp Ben Wyatt wore a Letters to Cleo shirt, and the internet is freaking out about it. To demonstrate how much the internet is freaking out about it, let me point you toward benwyattinletterstocleoshirts.tumblr.com (disclaimer: a fantumblr which I curate).

In this episode, “The Comeback Kid,” Ben is visited at home by Chris, who is concerned that Ben is depressed. Ben of course denies this, insisting instead that he’s just burying himself in his hobbies since his recent job loss.

The producers piled on physical and material markers of “depression”—the wearing of gray, the stubble, the fatty foods, the unkempt hair. But it was this shirt that resonated most with the audience—why? A less well-orchestrated show would have picked something a little more obvious (Whitney might have gone with The Cure, Up All Night maybe Smashing Pumpkins), but Parks and Recreation is not only more clever (as far as I’m concerned), but they are clearly uniquely tapped into their audience base: women in their early twenties who are on tumblr.

It was a really interesting depiction of mental illness, and not an entirely unfair one. It’s no secret that both Ben and Chris are experiencing mental health issues in different ways. Here, Chris’s tried to intervene with Ben’s patterns by using his own coping mechanisms (gross health shakes), which (of course) didn’t work. But it was the act of an intervention of perception at all that disrupted Ben’s patterns and made him notice that he was depressed. He was too buried to realize it before.

Mostly, I’ve been thinking hard about what that Letters to Cleo shirt means. It’s no secret that Letters to Cleo is for Feelings, including Depressed Feelings. What made the use of the shirt most remarkable is that it wasn’t used to feminize Ben. It wasn’t used as a marker to show how depression makes men weak and feminine and therefore into Kay Hanley, it was used as a marker to make the audience identify even more with Ben. I know it’s a cheap way to talk about it, but: no one was laughing at Ben, we were laughing with him in a way that I’ve rarely ever seen. And that’s why [mostly] women on the internet are reacting with such force, I think.

Further, it’s significant that depression itself wasn’t the butt of the joke at all, it was Ben’s mechanisms for cheaply masking his depression which founded the joke (mechanisms which were funny because of the way Ben is, and his ridiculous fondness for calzones).

I don’t think it’s a stretch to claim that there’s a deep cultural connection between Letters to Cleo and commercial female adolescence in the 1990s. I started a post about this very phenomenon in the summer, but I tabled it. I’ll definitely revisit that soon.

A+++++

Check it, Hanley.

Oh, it’s just me and my pal Tanya Donelly catching up. I adore this woman.  (Taken with instagram)

Oh, it’s just me and my pal Tanya Donelly catching up. I adore this woman. (Taken with instagram)

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People are understandably upset after video emerged of what appears to be U.S. Marines urinating on Afghan corpses. If they’re surprised, however, they need to pick up a history book. Soldiers piss on corpses in every war. On both sides. Soldiers rape civilians, as a rule, in every war that has ever taken place since time immemorial. Rape is a weapon of war. Piss, some people are now learning, is a weapon of war. Some fucked-up, disgusting combination of the two, plus shit and dismemberment, is a weapon of war. Bad guys do it. “Good” guys do it. When a country’s government decides to wage war, they are deciding to sanction piss, rape, and the torture and murder of women and children who had the colossally bad fortune to be in the midst of the war. When the U.S. decided to enter into Afghanistan and then Iraq, they (i.e. Congress and the president, and the myriad companies that profit from war) knew this. I’m not singling out the U.S. here; while we’re as good at implementing the more horrific, soul-erasing weapons as anyone, we’re not alone. Does your country have a military? In times of war, they kill people, and sometimes they piss on them.
If it isn’t clear why I’m detailing this, it is because I want to express an old thought: war is the very worst thing there is. And if you command an army, you better the fuck understand, in your probably cowardly, definitely privileged, likely draft-dodging bones, that when you send soldiers out to fight and die, they are going to do some unconscionable, irreversible things. And they are doing it in your name. Because you told them to.  And pissing on a corpse is a FUCKING POEM compared to issuing an order for beautiful young people to go and kill other beautiful young people in a land far away, because you, in essence, “felt like it.”
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@robdelaney

vicemag:

People are understandably upset after video emerged of what appears to be U.S. Marines urinating on Afghan corpses. If they’re surprised, however, they need to pick up a history book. Soldiers piss on corpses in every war. On both sides. Soldiers rape civilians, as a rule, in every war that has ever taken place since time immemorial. Rape is a weapon of war. Piss, some people are now learning, is a weapon of war. Some fucked-up, disgusting combination of the two, plus shit and dismemberment, is a weapon of war. Bad guys do it. “Good” guys do it. When a country’s government decides to wage war, they are deciding to sanction piss, rape, and the torture and murder of women and children who had the colossally bad fortune to be in the midst of the war. When the U.S. decided to enter into Afghanistan and then Iraq, they (i.e. Congress and the president, and the myriad companies that profit from war) knew this. I’m not singling out the U.S. here; while we’re as good at implementing the more horrific, soul-erasing weapons as anyone, we’re not alone. Does your country have a military? In times of war, they kill people, and sometimes they piss on them.

If it isn’t clear why I’m detailing this, it is because I want to express an old thought: war is the very worst thing there is. And if you command an army, you better the fuck understand, in your probably cowardly, definitely privileged, likely draft-dodging bones, that when you send soldiers out to fight and die, they are going to do some unconscionable, irreversible things. And they are doing it in your name. Because you told them to.  And pissing on a corpse is a FUCKING POEM compared to issuing an order for beautiful young people to go and kill other beautiful young people in a land far away, because you, in essence, “felt like it.”

Previously - On Hating Gay People

@robdelaney

Jason Feifer from Fast Company mag called me today to discuss the supporting role that Ben’s Cleo shirt played on Parks And Rec last night. He was curious as to how a band that has been dead for a decade was so tech savvy/on the ball that they were able to respond so quickly to an event so seemingly fleeting and innocuous.  

The article does a good job of explaining how Cleo stumbled ass-over-teakettle into a brilliant marketing opportunity. 

We didn’t mean it! I SWEAR!!

Not for nothing, but thanks to the show, the shirt and the ensuing attention, Letters To Cleo trended worldwide on Twitter last night, I have 50 new followers (and counting) and the Cleo website is moving those shirts like crazy.

It’s little surprises like this that put a smile on the lips and a spring in the old step.  

Click on the title to read Jason’s article in Fast Company.  

Man, this is so typical of me. I had a vague knowledge that my old band, Letters To Cleo, still had a website. It wasn’t until a character from Parks & Rec (Ben) decided to sport a Cleo tee shirt that never actually existed, which caused Cleo mgr. Michael Creamer to have a bunch of those shirts made to sell on the Cleo website, that I SAW the Cleo website. 

Y’all. The Cleo website has everything. Every album, tons of tees, signed posters. I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS!! 

Since I spent the entire decade that the band was together avoiding any opportunity to promote it, I am happy to do so now. 

A love-letter to Kay Hanley.

WOW! Thank you, sweet girl.  I am both flattered and humbled. xoxo

muchmuchtoocompletely:

Dear Ms. Hanley,

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Save The Rich! On set of vid shoot with @TheJillKushner + sexy, hilarious @GarfunkelOates.  (Taken with instagram)

Save The Rich! On set of vid shoot with @TheJillKushner + sexy, hilarious @GarfunkelOates. (Taken with instagram)

I did not intend to experience gratitude at the DMV in Van Nuys, but after watching this poor, meth ravaged couple helplessly shuffle all of their worldly paperwork violently about the countertop in the service of god-knows-what vehicular need, I had pause to reflect on my blessings.  (Taken with instagram)

I did not intend to experience gratitude at the DMV in Van Nuys, but after watching this poor, meth ravaged couple helplessly shuffle all of their worldly paperwork violently about the countertop in the service of god-knows-what vehicular need, I had pause to reflect on my blessings. (Taken with instagram)

The feel good hit of the year. 

Zoemay + Henry. Christmas Eve 2011, Santa Monica  (Taken with instagram)

Zoemay + Henry. Christmas Eve 2011, Santa Monica (Taken with instagram)