Before I had to read it for my Hum 2 class I heard a senior at Wittenberg, my freshman college, read her paper on it, so I went into reading the play for myself with some notions of how God and life philosophies play into the story ;) It was interesting to really see how Beckett does all of it - achieves the characters and plots that are so circular. Specifically I loved the humour in the play... which humour? The humour of the character loosing track of their discussion while having fun fast paced discussion - I was having fun.
The class was extra rowdy today. I think that it had a lot to do with the craziness of the play, and it makes me wish that we read more crazy, weird, and truthfully out there things at Shimer. This is not to say that the readings are not truthful in one way or another (since they often contradict, yet still work on their own) just that many thinkers did not think big enough.
I've been thinking a lot about the readings that I've had to do at Shimer. Specifically I have been wondering if it is healthy to be sloshing through all of these old, close-minded, ways of thinking, and have been leaning towards deciding in the negative. But... there is a reason that I came to Shimer, and along with the beautifully small class sizes, its is because I wanted to go through, to slosh through, the ways of thinking that have created the western society I live in. It will allow me to understand my world better and to respond and interact with it better. Also I think it may be good practice to follow other's thought patters to their conclusions as well as those with similar motifs and my own.
-- I had a bit of a realisation while reading Rousseau yesterday - look how long it had taken us, humans, to figure out this much, and its still not 'right'... we don't seem to be able to all just wake up and realise how to live perfectly, and agree, at the same time.. its a slow process of giant collective decision making and I really shouldn't be so hard on people. It feels good to not be so hard on people in my head. --
But waiting for Godot is different anyway. Beckett has a sort of satirical clarity in his play, much like Candid - but, obviosly, different. It is what made me laugh so much in the first act. But the second act got a little heavy. I was thinking about the cardio kickboxing class I was planning on going to and it just seemed less and less appealing the more I considered lines like that say things like 'we do a good job making it look like we're doing something' especially if I see the play as a representation of life. It made it seem like anything I do is just filling time before I die or reach god or w/e the point of the play actually is.
It very sad to live life waiting.
Wednsday I found myself walking down the street and pondering 2012. I had realizing that Dec 2012 is bascially 2013 which means that I have an extra year to wait.... but that's wrong waiting for something is wrong because it doesn't feel good. There is only now, the future and the past are creations in our minds. (Arie and I had a fascinating talk about this last week, but that's for a different post)
I hope to see Waiting for Godot on stage soon. Danny was going to buy us tickets to see that Chinese dance preformance that has all of the fliers up all over the city... I was very interested in going to see it at first - watching dance is a lot of fun - but decided, from the pictures, that I dont like the way they represent, read limited, gender... so we can save our $40 a ticket and go to a $15 dollar a ticket play that doesn't have any females in it instead... hmmm ok maybe not instead. But I do want to see it.
That is all