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NYMAG.com, Lacan, Mad Men…

Good job, Culture Vulture.

I’d say your Lacanian analysis of the newest episode of Mad Men was pretty strong. You did miss out on an interesting aberration in the psychoanalytic schema, that being Bettie Draper. 

This woman has no mirror, no ‘Ideal-I’, as Lacan puts it in his impossibly dense treatise on “The Mirror Stage”. She represents aesthetic perfection. For this reason, she has no ideal to strive towards or to imitate.

Lacan cites that a baby’s physical coordination comes from the mimicry of her reflection. This is both necessary and problematic; the ego is formed from the mirror but is therefore based on a tenuous, superficial inversion. As human beings mature, they use other human beings as both mirrors and as ego-Ideals – something to imitate. Bettie seems never to have matured past the preliminary mirror-stage, and has perhaps never gone through it at all.

She fondly remembers her days as a fashion model, wishing to return. She still sees herself as the model, the “Ideal”. In fact, Bettie sees the model on the Playtex campaign as an ersatz version of herself, not the other way around. The creators of the show exemplify this with the bikini scene. Even to viewers, Bettie is prettier and slimmer than the women modeling the suits at the Country Club. Because she has no suitable mirror, she has no way to establish her ego (false or not) in her reality. She is clumsy and uncoordinated, like a baby pre mirror-stage. 

This reminds me of a story by Henry James called “The Real Thing”. A middle aged couple representing the ideal of English Gentry come to an artist to work as models. Past their prime, Ascot-going years, they cannot get employment anywhere because they are woefully unqualified. The artist is at first thrilled to have such perfect models for his illustrations on English nobility, but discovers that these models are too perfect for the job. The drawings come out awkward and monstrous. On the other hand, the drawings he produces from his short, non-descript, even ugly, models come out marvelously. 

The artist cannot imitate perfection from an ‘Ideal’ form. The canvas – another sort of mirror – is a poor duplication for the ‘Real-Thing’. Yet, the ‘Real Thing’ or the ‘Ideal’ has little use in real life. The couple is reduced to making tea for the artist and his models. Likewise, Bettie Draper is reduced to making breakfast for her husband and children.

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Sarah Palin Debacle

UGH!

I just had a ridiculous, 30+ min convo with my Papi about the Bristol Palin scandal burning up the wires. It’s ridiculous! Needless to say, the veep candidate was NOT vetted. (Where is K. Rove when you need him?!) Talk about skeletons in the closet, or, um, the womb… 

No one can deny that the GOP is on serious CYA (cover your ass) detail. And do I think that John McCain and Co. knew the extent of Sarah Palin’s daughter’s extra curricular activities? Hell no. Chalk it up to the abstinence only platform.

But let’s be honest, Dad. The reason Bristol decided to have the child was not due to the fact that her mother was a Republican Veep candidate running on staunch anti-abortion campaign. Your mother’s career is one of the last things you think of when you’ve missed your 3rd period in a row (eek).

 Let’s talk about her peers for a minute. She and Jamie Lynn Spears could have been BFF. Both in the spotlight, famous for one reason or another, and both preggers before legal. But more importantly, both from a background that condones teenage pregnancy – not the rarefied, upper middle class prep-school set, where 17 year old girls have abortions and don’t tell their mothers, regardless of occupation.  

The spin machine that is contemporary news warps the important factors in this matter, which are A. family values, B. peer values and C. personal responsibility. Did she have a choice whether to have the baby or not?

She had a choice to have sex, protected or unprotected; she had a choice to tell her mother she was pregnant; she had a choice to have an abortion before/after her mother found out. Regardless of the key factors in her decision-making process, she did have her own mind. 

This is what I find most inane about the media coverage. They treat this 17 year old person as if she had no autonomy. It may be true that she may not have much life experience or perspective, but that does not negate her mind or will. Women are more than just a vessel. They are more than a symbol of maternity, hysterical and incapable of independent, rational thought. 

That said, open the parachute before you jump!

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This Election Isn’t About Me, It’s About…Hillary?”

Get off your knees Joe Scarborough. Barack Obama straight up stole the line – “This election isn’t about me, it’s about YOU” – in his keynote DNC speech from Hillary Clinton’s rhetorical arsenal. This is what she has been saying all freaking year, people! Verbatim. I just may vote for John McCain, especially if his running mate is the Alaskan Governor Sarah Palin.

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Hillary at the DNC

I just witnessed a sad feat while gorging on pasta and bread after a long day of work (yes! I got a job managing a juice bar!) According to MSNBC tv, Hillary Clinton just elected to give her delegates to Obams as announced by Nancy Pelosi (in a very chic suit)…

I have my own theory about this whole thing tho. I think when HRC lost the primary to Obams she should have just taken the money and run, formed her own party a la Thomas Jefferson, see wikipedia article. That would have been a much more epic turn than these DNC shenannigans.

On a completely seperate note, I think the orange suit was a big fuck you.

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It’s the All Boys Club at the Box Office

In what turned out to be my last precious hours before a traumatic flying experience (wait, that’s redundant) I happened to catch most of Ben Stiller’s newest raunch fest “Tropic Thunder”. Besides a rather disturbing opening sequence that I was hopelessly unprepared for, the scatological humor and endless political incorrectness made me laugh in spite of myself.

What concerns/interests me the most is not the movie itself but the overwhelmingly male driven, acted, and produced films coming out of Hollywood in recent months. I know Manohla Dargis for the New York Times has recently written about this in her piece “Is There a Real Woman In the Multiplex”, and to her point one doesn’t have to look past this summer’s box office listings to witness the industry trend: “Tropic Thunder”, “Pineapple Express”, “Dark Knight”, “The Mummy 8” (or whatever), “Iron Man”, that ridiculous super hero movie with Will Smith, I mean the list is endless. To be fair, “Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2” and “Mamma Mia!” buck the trend, but it seems like these days even Meryl Streep has to compromise her integrity as an actress to get work.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a good Sci-Fi action flick as much any costumed Trekkie and buddy comedies are OK, sometimes – check out Billy Wilder’s hilarious, transvestite romp “Some Like It Hot” if you want to see Judd Apatow’s predecessor – but where have all the good female roles gone? Is it that people don’t want to watch women in powerful, funny leading roles or that the parts just aren’t being written? Maybe it goes back to the old boys’ books/girls’ books thing.

As superhero flicks replete with flawed, ineffectual, and/or dark-sided protagonists and thinly veiled political allegories continue to dominate the local AMC 16, Pepper Pots will have to suffice for talented actresses like Gweneth Paltrow.

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ALL MY EXES LIVE IN TEXASDARLIN

My guilty pleasure these days: reading every shred of blogosphere dedicated to Barack Barry Hussein Soetoro Obama Durham Jr.’s Birth Certificate. And no one feeds the monkey like Texasdarlin, one of wordpress’s own. Thanks for your commitment, I know that HRC is quietly cheering you.

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Can I Get an Amen?

I can’t be the only college grad struggling to find a good job. At least that is what I keep telling myself. I wouldn’t attribute the failure to lack of trying, I’ve certainly sent out enough resumes and filled in enough online applications. Maybe it’s my almost inapplicable Russian Major that is preventing me from getting a foot in the door. People just don’t know what to think of a person who chooses to major in Russian. Heck, I could be a Chinese sympathizing pinko or a revolutionary myself, or just too esoteric for any self-respecting firm (consult the Official Preppy Handbook on the problem with having a degree in Slavic studies).

At any rate, the no job thing is getting me blue. I just assumed that three weeks out of school and I’d find something nifty to do with my life, but it ain’t happening as I anticipated. Is patience necessary, or would it take me just packing up all my stuff, hopping in the car and driving across the country to solve the problem? I welcome opinions. Also, the jolt has never been more bitter, Amherst needs to makeover its soul.

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Mad Women

O my, why are we obsessed with Mad Men?! 

Thursday’s Child and I were recently having a lively discussion about Betty Draper and why she’s such an evil bitch on the show. We ask, why do the writers portray her as an entitled spoiled wife who resents her children, as opposed to a sympathetic woman whose “perfect” husband is cheating on her and can’t get it up??? Is it just us? Can we only see a woman who doesn’t work and who feels unsatisfied by her – ostensibly – cushy existence as a nuisance? I mean, Peggy has abandoned her child and we still love her. But that’s probably cause she’s a working girl, smart, and 22. We’d feel differently if we had children, I’m sure…

And the men on the show? Roger Sterling’s quite the cad and we adore him, though Paul – the idealist – did look rather chic in that ascot. And Don, well, the jury’s out on that one but who wants the strong silent type if there is nothing underneath?

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It’s Spelled Blogher…

Maybe we should all start posting as men, George Eliot steez. Is it that we are women that our blogs aren’t taking off? Is it that we are bad writers? Or is it simply that we talk about things that (less than half) the population couldn’t give a shit about like breast-feeding?

Check it out in this NYT article.

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Response to last post

Speaking as an unemployed just-grad myself, I have been thinking about taking that exact same path suggested in the last post. But two things are keeping me from plunging headlong into 3-4 more years of college: a) don’t want to shell out the 100,000 bones, b) am worried that I will end up with a useless degree that I payed mucho for.

More to the point, I’d like to get out in the real world, aka off my parents’ couch, and cut my chops a little bit. But hey, maybe that’s just my idealistic, contrary self talking. Maybe my way of thinking is dated for these post-post times. Vietnam was the reason so many people got extra degrees in the 60’s, so perhaps our tanking economy is a great reason for the renewal of my languishing scholarship (although I did just read Atonement, will discuss later).

I do know that it’s hard to find a job right now, and more college/mrs. degree isn’t looking so bad. But I feel pathetic even admitting to that, because it wasn’t what I saw myself doing after four years at the number 2 school in the country, if I saw myself doing anything at all. And even though I am at perfect trophy wife age (22), I am afraid of turning to that lazy answer.

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