Friday, January 27, 2017

MORE CIVIC LEADERSHIP ON A LARGE AND SMALL SCALE FROM PROFESSORS, WRITERS, ARTISTS AND OTHER NON-CAREER POLITICIANS WHO KNOW HOW TO THINK

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Philosophy professor enters race for Lancaster City Council

By Wesley Robinson | wrobinson@pennlive.com 
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on January 26, 2017 at 1:59 PM, updated January 26, 2017 at 2:02 PM
As adjunct philosophy professor at three institutions of higher learning, Matt Johnson aims to bring a different perspective governing Lancaster if elected to its city council.

Johnson recently announced his candidacy for city council at Tellus 360, outlining his efforts to draw attention to the aspects of the city that need improvement as well as his desire to foster a culture of collaboration to get things done. That change in culture would connect the community to decision makers and help bring city government to the people, Johnson said.
Johnson, who is originally from the Holtwood area, has lived in Lancaster for the past 15 years. He currently is an adjunct philosophy professor at Temple University, Millersville University and Pennsylvania College of Art and Design. He is the grandson of David Rineer, former Lancaster police chief and a Republican, who he didn't always see eye-to-eye with on issues.
One area where Johnson and his grandfather agreed was on the need for community policing and having more Lancaster residents as officers. Johnson said returning to a model that stresses city residency would make law enforcers jobs easier and create a path for mutual trust.
"It's not just about stopping crime, but about building good community relationships," Johnson said.
In working with various Democrat campaigns in the city, Johnson noted that he has seen the lack of prosperity in the city's neighborhoods in the southeast and southwest portions of the city in comparison to other areas where development resources have been devoted. Because of this, Johnson said his campaign will be one where people canvassing on his behalf will also participate in service projects to help engage and show campaign's dedication to Lancaster and its people. Speaking on the issue of improving prosperity of Lancaster, Johnson said the goal of the council should be to revitalize those neighborhoods without the effects of gentrification.
As an example of an opportunity to forge community collaboration, Johnson referenced a project at East Chestnut Mennonite Church that is cleaning up an old nuisance bar in order to provide low-cost housing for homeless people, victims of domestic violence and those in need. He said the idea to turn Shenk's Cafe, the site of a tragic November 2014 murder, into affordable housing was the "the greatest idea in the world."
That idea helped get people together to address a problem that people complain about, Johnson said. While government wasn't directly involved, he said the council can help with connecting people to such endeavors and create additional development in ways the city hasn't seen before.
"I don't have delusions about what a city council member can do solely through legislative means," Johnson said. "I want to be more inclusive and get people involved."

Sunday, January 22, 2017

SOCIAL VIOLENCE: THE PLAGUE OF NOW




Today I remembered an incident that occurred during my first semester of graduate school. I had taken a ten-year break between undergraduate and graduate school, and in that time I had worked at Jane magazine and for the photographer Bruce Weber. It was during my time working for Weber that I picked up David Levi Strauss’s Between the Eyes: Essays on Photography and Politics. I sensed a magnetic pull toward a life course that I had avoided since graduating college. This life course had defined my undergraduate purview, where I studied literature and theory. As much as my ego liked a life of travel and glamour, my heart missed being in an intellectual environment. So despite my nice career, I decided to go back to school to study with Strauss, and continue a modality of thinking I had put on the back burner—one which felt like a truer expression of my core identity.

In my first semester, I took a writing class that was based on reviewing art shows. I did not go to an MFA program to learn how to review art shows, but it was a new form of writing for me, and going to art exhibitions was new for me, so I decided to give in to the experience and try my hand at it. A few classes in, we were workshopping one of my pieces, and I found the teacher and another student enjoying my work—a piece of writing that was negatively critical of a show. They hadn’t liked my work previously, and while I was skeptical of their standards for “good writing,” I felt pleased to be getting some praise. Their comments fell along the lines of, “Oooh, your writing really clarifies when you let your claws out,” and “I like seeing your fangs.”

At the time, I thought: hmmm, maybe they are right. Maybe I’m a better writer when I dislike something. I held this thought with me for a long time, and never questioned it.

Now I’m questioning it. We live in a world defined by rage, vengeance, anger and petty cruelty. This is the lingua franca of our times, and if you address people in this voice, you are guaranteed to find yourself with a rapt and generous audience. We constantly speak and act in vicious ways. We compete with, conspire against, and belittle people in our interpersonal relationships—our erstwhile "friends"—and are then surprised when our leadership mirrors our own spiteful acts of social violence. We live in a world that is asleep to the suffering it causes others—one that can only care about winning a fight.

Spiritual teachers like Teal Swan and Byron Katie have espoused the notion that “the only way to end the war in the world is to end the war within yourself.” Truer words have never been spoken. I have been the worst offender in putting people down and competing with people—being jealous and insecure and allowing my own psychic wounds to wreak havoc on my relationships. This is as common in New York as it is anywhere. I have done things and thought in ways that I am ashamed of now. But I won’t do it anymore. I won’t hate others and I won’t hate myself. I won’t say and I especially won’t write mean things just to garner the approval of others—it’s too easy, and it means nothing and fixes nothing. This world is overrun with negative “criticism” in the cloak of political dissent or social unity—we need to find points of both dissent and unity beyond this archaic realm. We also need to explore a unity with those who hold opposing views. When the people of this world learn that their judgments do not compose their true identity, we will be a step closer to understanding true unity. 

We also need to question the importance of our chosen community when it demands that one stop evolving, and prevents one from stepping outside the confines of prescribed identities and ideals. True leaders emerge when individuals are allowed and encouraged to break from their social roles and discover their own voice. False leaders emerge when bottom feeders pander to the lowest common denominator, and scrounge for the most “likes” by arousing society’s worst impulses. It’s far too easy to fire off a bitchy, political remark and get people to cheer for you. It is much more difficult to risk being ostracized for presenting a view that questions or confronts the dominant discourse of your community. Like personality and judgment, community can be a prison. And what we are desperately in need of at this moment in time are leaders who can rise above the social mores of their community to be actual leaders. What we don't need is more community, particularly when it serves to stunt the growth of its potential leaders through unspoken demands of social compliance. 

I believe in peace and social justice, and I believe this is something we could have right now, globally, if we truly wanted it. But we need to do the work of looking inside ourselves first. True unity isn’t supposed to happen one day out of every year. True unity can and should and WILL occur every day, when we make it our mission to treat EVERYONE with radical compassion—most especially our own selves. That is not Pollyanna thinking—this is the proven logic of changing a discourse to change a situation. And I won’t engage with the world in any other way.





Friday, January 20, 2017

EVERYTHING I KNOW ABOUT LIFE I LEARNED FROM BOOKS | EXCERPT FROM NOTES FROM UNDERGROUND BY FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY


Then–this is all what you say–new economic relations will be established, all ready-made and worked out with mathematical exactitude, so that every possible question will vanish in the twinkling of an eye, simply because every possible answer to it will be provided. Then the "Palace of Crystal" will be built. Then ... In fact, those will be halcyon days. Of course there is no guaranteeing (this is my comment) that it will not be, for instance, frightfully dull then (for what will one have to do when everything will be calculated and tabulated), but on the other hand everything will be extraordinarily rational. Of course boredom may lead you to anything. It is boredom sets one sticking golden pins into people, but all that would not matter. What is bad (this is my comment again) is that I dare say people will be thankful for the gold pins then. Man is stupid, you know, phenomenally stupid; or rather he is not at all stupid, but he is so ungrateful that you could not find another like him in all creation. I, for instance, would not be in the least surprised if all of a sudden, a propos of nothing, in the midst of general prosperity a gentleman with an ignoble, or rather with a reactionary and ironical, countenance were to arise and, putting his arms akimbo, say to us all: "I say, gentleman, hadn't we better kick over the whole show and scatter rationalism to the winds, simply to send these logarithms to the devil, and to enable us to live once more at our own sweet foolish will!" That again would not matter, but what is annoying is that he would be sure to find followers–such is the nature of man. And all that for the most foolish reason, which, one would think, was hardly worth mentioning: that is, that man everywhere and at all times, whoever he may be, has preferred to act as he chose and not in the least as his reason and advantage dictated. And one may choose what is contrary to one's own interests, and sometimes one positively ought (that is my idea). One's own free unfettered choice, one's own caprice, however wild it may be, one's own fancy worked up at times to frenzy–is that very "most advantageous advantage" which we have overlooked, which comes under no classification and against which all systems and theories are continually being shattered to atoms. And how do these wiseacres know that man wants a normal, a virtuous choice? What has made them conceive that man must want a rationally advantageous choice? What man wants is simply independent choice, whatever that independence may cost and wherever it may lead. And choice, of course, the devil only knows what choice.

Monday, January 16, 2017

REMEMBERING JOHN BERGER


I'll be reading from Chapter 3 in Ways of Seeing at this event:

 

John Berger Tribute


Thursday, January 19, 6:30 p.m.
132 W 21st Street, 6th Floor, NYC
“What reconciles me to my own death more than anything else is the image of a place: a place where your bones and mine are buried, thrown, uncovered, together.” —John Berger. 
Join us in commemorating the life and work of John Berger (November 5, 1926 – January 2, 2017). An evening of readings by faculty, students and alumni of the MFA in Art Writing program, in addition to personal testimonies by those who knew him. 
We will celebrate what he meant to us: a great storyteller and peerless critic, whose lifework took the shape of a pocket of resistance.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

KRISTINA BUCH'S 2016 LECTURE AT ISCP



I first encountered Kristina Buch in 2012, when she was "the youngest artist exhibited at dOCUMENTA (13)" and I wrote about her contribution for Art in America. In the years since, I've followed her work, and we've continued a conversation we began at our first intersect. In my darkest moments, it is the work of an artist like Kristina that allows me—and perhaps even commands me—to believe in a future for art. Or in a future, period.  

Her lecture, held on December 6, 2016 at ISCP, was, for me, one of the more edifying experiences of 2016. And I am pleased to share a link to the recording of it below.

This is what an artist with a soul looks like: