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This is my first post on my new Live Journal account after several years without using the website.

I'm reading Othello for school. It's pretty good so far--what has stood out to me most of all is how "androcentric" the play is, how the discussion of the white, Venetian Desdemona's (ooo, I love the way that sounds) miscegenetic marriage to the black, Moorish Othello is carried out almost entirely from the perspective of the patriarchs in the play. What I have absorbed thus far is how the marriage between the woman and the black man concerns the powerful men of the play rather than how it concerns the woman and the black man themselves, who are the ones that directly experience the marriage itself. The subject of discussion consists of the female and the black and their "conspiracy" with one another, and the perspective which reader and audience are forced to adopt is that of the white patriarchs observing the union of the female and the black man.

So my mother doesn't think she's crazy about her boyfriend. When she left the cap off her water bottle at his house, he agitatedly asked her if she wasn't going to put it back on--in response to which she jokingly asked, "Well, I thought you'd want me to 'take it off'! He he he." He didn't get the joke. He was too concerned about the bottle cap being off the bottle. He also told her the meat and vegetables should stay separate on the cutting board. Apparently, he told her he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. While they were talking about movies, he said, "Can we please not talk about this any more?" Kind of curt and uptight thing to say. And yet, according to her, he talks about whatever he wants to talk about all the time. Isn't the course of conversation supposed to be natural, not steered so contrivedly? I'd just broach a new subject if I didn't like the topic under discussion. When he visited her at her house, he criticised almost everything he saw--said that her brother looked scary in a photograph, that her arms looked chubby in another picture, that her chairs looked uncomfortable to sit in, and that her herb garden looked difficult to maintain. Sheesh! She said that he comes across as cold, aloof, and cynical and that he constantly mocks the world, excusing his mockery of the world by saying that he can mock the world because he mocks himself, too. I speak at length about her boyfriend because it reflects my own experiences with men. I have met my fair share of humourless, uptight, dictatorial or insecure men.

Well, this concludes the first entry of my new account!

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Yeah, totally! There's only one kind of asshole in men that I like!

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