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PAUL!

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About Me

Grad student, poet (sorta), agoraphobic.

My Interests

Semiotics, the informatics of domination, deconstruction, Marxist philosophies of language, textual utterances on the internet, Marxist critiques of the body as a cultural sign, queer theories of signification, legal censorship in Canada, self-representation/autobiography studies, Victorian novel-writing as a subversive strategy in the 21st century, critiques of governmentality, infiltrating the CBC and asking a drunken Margaret Atwood to host a talk show Oprah-styles, the great exodus to Montreal, stove top popcorn, The Last Temptation, pool, boys who overwork for free.

I'd like to meet:

People who can teach me about semiotics. People who write. People who overanalyze not only themeslves but nearly everything else. People who lose sleep because of this. People who can get me in at the CBC. People who still like Pavement and miss Kurt Cobain. People who were born in the wrong decade but are committed to trying to make our generation not suck. People who I can write poetry to, or with, or about.

Music:

Lately: Pavement, The Weakerthans, French Kicks, The Band, Fleetwood Mac, Neil Young.

Movies:

Manderlay, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, The Way We Were, C.R.A.Z.Y., Angels in America, Nashville, The Decline of the American Empire, 2001, The Princess Bride, Annie Hall, The Graduate, Without You I'm Nothing, The Last Waltz.

Television:

24, The Mercer Report, Grey's Anatomy, The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, Weeds, Little Britain.

Books:

/authors: Frank O'Hara, Susan Sontag, Jamaica Kincaid, Anne Carson, Italo Calvino, Walter Benjamin, Jacques Derrida, Karl Marx, Michel Foucault, Valentin Volosinov, Sarah Schulman, Jane Rule, Christopher Marlowe, Laurence Sterne, George Eliot, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Oscar Wilde, Katherine Mansfield, Virginia Woolf, Edward Albee, Thomas Mann, Earle Birney, there's more.

My Blog

On the Beautiful

you, who is, are starting to see thatwith someone for whom irony is commitment,calling to say you're going to fuck someone elseis romance, and slapping me around (but just a bit)is aphrodesiac, the sp...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:45:00 PST

Getting my driving legs back

It's a good thing Al Gore's electric bill comes to $30 000/monthbecause now I know I'm not a hypocrite forgetting my driving legs back.There's nothing more Ontario than waking up afterfive hours of sl...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:43:00 PST

I will spend the afternoon thinking about Julia Kristeva

I have to say, all I drive is a '98 Pontiac Sunfireand it, perhaps, is a badge or a scar more than a membership cardfrom which nineteen years in an Ontario suburbcan be read, or at least charted.(You ...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:43:00 PST

On Peircean Semiotics

there was nothing more real than the night I mentioned Charles Peirce,and you asked, "what did he do?"I'll explain it now like I felt it then:when I say words there's a sound that echoesthrough my lun...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:42:00 PST

to the 401

baffled, I am, by how trodden this trail is:"the most travelled highway in North America,"but it extends from Windsor (who goes there?)to Cornwall (roughly), and so an overgrownnonsense rhyme weaves i...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:41:00 PST

Fuck you and your stupid game

Italy won and I don't care.if you can't get laid on election night,then us leftists will stay home and jack off,and you bourgeois fuckers can take to the streets.I have my own victories, you know:chat...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:40:00 PST

Our War's Been On

we crossed the border on a Greyhound bus,and so we were interrupted: jolted awakeas the driver repeated (at least three times)an order to file out and bring our things. you helped mewith my bag becaus...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:39:00 PST

"Three cups of coffee on a sunny Saturday afternoon..."

Three cups of coffee on a sunny Saturday afternoonand on my fire escape I feel invincible.I look between the buildings and at theErickson that is now in jeopardy and Iwatch almost as magnificently as,...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:38:00 PST

Scar Tissue

who meditates in an emergency?when the fires start rising uparound you in an empty room,well, it seems like something thoserancid trustifarians would do.and so I left on principleand not much else.but...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:37:00 PST

The Chain-mail Eclogue

On our last night, we should have gone further.Not that we hadn't. Already, we had strayed far enough:Strathcona is not the 9 x 12 room where we had been.We should have gone by staying,instead of star...
Posted by PAUL! on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:36:00 PST