Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Thursday, 2 July 2009

Neoliberalizing Space

There are, in fact, many parallels between analytical treatments of globalism and those of neoliberalism. Both have been associated with a mode of exogenized thinking in which globalism/neoliberalism is presented as a naturalized, external “force.” Both ascribe quasiclimatic, extraterrestrial qualities to apparently disembodied, “out there” forces,which are themselves typically linked to alleged tendencies towards homogenization, leveling out, and convergence. And both have attributed to them immense and unambiguous causal efficacy: while conservative commentators emphasize the (ostensibly ubiquitous)benign effects of globalization, critics focus instead on the (just as pervasive)malign effects of neoliberalism. Yet their common flaw is that they have tended to naturalize and exogenize their object of study be this in the form of an all-powerful globalization process or the allencompassing politics of neoliberalism. Certainly, critical analyses do have the virtue of underscoring the inescapably political character of the globalization project and the hegemonic position of neoliberalism in global agencies and discourses. However, there is more to be done, both theoretically and empirically, on the specification and exploration of different processes of neoliberalization.

Tickell, A. and Peck, J. Antipode 34(3)382-383

Friday, 7 November 2008

PARTY-TIME


Also. Don't forget, tomorrow is gonna be birthday-tastic as we celebrate me getting closer to death. YAY. I'm expecting good times. By good I mean drunken.

PLAN:

08/11/08

1)Go to Sainsburys and buy some alcohol

2)Come back and drink it

3)Be drunk

4)Go to Stealth, dance and shit.

09/11/08

5)Be 22

6)Eat cake.

And that's it. You better come coz last year was shit and I am owed a good one for once. Cool.

6000 words/14 days: Part 1

I've decided it will be really exciting for everyone to follow my 2 week struggle to write my first two MA essays. I know, try to contain yourself. Follow my adventure as the number of times I click on facebook steadily rises to over 30oooo/min and decide yet again the kitchen/bathroom/toilet/my room just isn't clean enough. Although, this is all a lie because I started ages ago and am over 2000/3000 through my first one, but anyway, it's a nice whole number.

07/11 : 14 days to go

* After deciding that I DEFINITELY need to finish this one today I have instead spent most of the day on facebook, looking at school league tables (?) cleaning and being excited about the fireworks. Shit.
* Michael has kindly donated some more CDs to soundtrack the writing after yesterdays post-rockathon: today= Mare, Refused, Deerhoof and Kylie. I'm positive this will equal high productivity.
* I am still undecided whether I am arguing that Terrorists are definitely gonna kill us all with WMD or whether they're all just joking and love us really. Argh.
* God I'm Bored.

END

NB. This is NOT procrastination.