Earlier tonight I began reading Hisham Matar’s novel, In the Country of Men. In it, the narrator’s mother speaks of grief, a topic I have been reading about, experiencing, and thinking of quite a bit lately.
“Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo.”Spoken by the character Najwa in Hisham Matar’s In the Country of Men
A thought occurred to me the other day. I had heard (or possibly read) the phrase “it’s what you do that matters” which is similar to the phrase “actions speak louder than words.” I thought about this for some time, and I began to wonder what if saying something took as much effort as doing something. What would the world look like if it took as much effort to speak as it did to perform an activity?
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In the event that you find yourself in a conversation with someone and you feel as though they are responding to you, on the verge of what might be considered a debate, based on assumptions of how they think you feel, what your opinions are, your loyalties, politics, etc… What if at that moment you took the opportunity to ask that person “What do I think?” Ask them to tell you what you (yes you) think, what your opinion is, etc… See how they respond.
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Today I stopped by the cafe and talked to A. about objectivity versus subjectivity, and the role of pragmatism with regards to gender identity. Had a nice conversation with A. D. and his friend. Can’t remember her name. Actually, I can’t remember an introduction either, so that makes sense. I’m usually not one to initiate an introduction.
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