Comment by theletterf
2 months ago
The post is brilliant, interesting, and deeply performative. It can be all those things, and more. It feels like being shown a display case at your friend's private library ("Did you read them all?" "Oh, these are just for this week" — Umberto Eco used this reply when folks asked him about his 50k books). Obscure references, namedropping, the right doses of self-deprecation, the footnotes (gosh, the footnotes!)
Nobody writes like this just for themselves. It's for the show. It's their mansion of words and it's there to wow bystanders. Mind you, I'm not condemning, just merely stating why the post somewhat irks me. However, I respect the intellectual depth of the author; I might even have a beer with them (though it couldn't be a standard lager, I guess). The Internet would be a better place if it'd be full of content like this post.
Edit: I'm commenting on the post, not on the author. I don't know them. I'd love to.
Using "performative" as a pejorative is dismissive. I like to read and I like to write. These are my hobbies and as a result posts like this come out. I will not apologize for finding certain topics exciting and being excited by a desire to share my excitement with the world. You say that the "Internet would be a better place if it'd be full of content like this post." I agree, and so I share.
By the way. I don't like beer.
Apologies: "performative" was a poor word choice and I can no longer edit the comment. I didn't mean to suggest the enthusiasm isn't genuine. What I was trying to say (clumsily) is that the post is clearly crafted with care for how it lands, which isn't a bad thing.
It strikes me as a little disappointing the way commenters seem to think they know you, and seem to respond to your thoughtful work by picking at you personally.
From the root comment that speculates about your existential happiness (he chose a partner and kids instead, and is happier that way than whatever he assumes your life is like!), to the gp comment that passes judgment on your intentions in writing at all.
I’m not really sure what to make of that, but that kind of behavior is the reason I keep my writing to myself (and specific people I email directly) and never share it. I don’t have the patience to deal with the uninvited judgment, and I worry that I’d respond to the unjustified demands by internalizing them.
My life is richer as a result of you being able and willing to deal with all this, and sharing what stimulated you this year. If I didn’t like it, I’d go read something else and politely abstain from judgment. As it happens, I liked it very much, and I did not go read something else. Thank you.
Thank you for that, thank you for not letting various ancillary grumps dissuade you, and a healthy and stimulating and prosperous new year to you!
The comments are so often people just telling on themselves, it's really wild to see. I'm glad people still create in spite of this instead of letting misanthropic "tastemakers" get their way, the creators are literally increasing the amount of meaning in the world and that is valuable.