Significant* life changes since moving to Baltimore:
1. Learning when, exactly, to hire people to do services for you (like moving your stuff)
2. Getting rid of almost all of my wire hangers
3. Buying more adult-looking clothes. I am also avoiding the t-shirt and jeans combo. But I still wear a lot of jeans but now I try to wear button down shirts or nicer knit tops with them.
4. Dinner parties
5. Buying a hair dryer and using it (I never have before). I do this to generally avoid looking like a rat.
* to me.
Ok, I've been thinking a lot about fear lately so I made up these questions. I'm tagging Elrond, Durham Love, and Jamy to answer them. I have a theory about it but I'm not tellin' yet.
The questions are completely optional. But this is an open thing, too. Let me know if you do it or just throw it in the comments. I'm really interested.
Part A (do these in order):
What images scare you enough to make you want to physically run away? (Open-ended question)
for me:
wrapped fireworks in a bag
a mushroom cloud
guns
a certain faculty member who shall remain unnamed
and many unknowns (probably Shining-style waves of blood!)
for J:
neufatel cheese (cream cheese substitute)
Part B:
Which of the following acts of deviance have you experienced? (Close-ended question - check off and then explain)
Have you EYE-witnessed...
1. someone being killed by another person.
2. a dead stranger in a public place? (not in a coffin)
3. a pedestrian being hit by an automobile.
4. a dog or cat being run over by an automobile.
5. a car crash.
6. a physical fight
7. a person faint
8. a bridge or other public structure being destroyed due to a flood, earthquake or other natural occurrence, etc.
9. a mugging or other assault of the person
10. someone being caught stealing someone else's property
1. someone being killed by another person.
Not an individual. I saw 9/11 on TV and Faces of Death but that's it.
2. a dead stranger in a public place? (not in a coffin)
In the Atlanta airport I saw a guy die of a heart attack or something.
3. a pedestrian being hit by an automobile.
Never. Though I know several people that have been hit by cars.
4. a dog or cat being run over by an automobile.
Yes. As a kid, I didn't understand dogs. I was waiting in a car once for my parents, made eye contact with a dog across the street. It crossed a busy street and got hit.
5. a car crash.
My own (see below, in April). Also, I saw the back of a crash once - the glass flying. Didn't really see the contact.
6. a physical fight
Yes. One with kids (one banging the other kid's head against the glass right where we were eating on the other side in a restaurant), and one with adults throwing punches in a street in the middle of a rainstorm. Both in New Orleans, separate trips.
7. a person faint
No.
8. a bridge or other public structure being destroyed due to a flood, earthquake or other natural occurrence, etc.
No.
9. a mugging or other assault of the person
Sort of. When I was 18, I witnessed a car of guys trying to pull women into their car one night in Northampton, MA. It was scary at the time (they tried to get me, too) and we called the cops. But now that I think about it, it was super lame of them. It would still anger me today but now I think I would yell at them, maybe try to turn the tables somehow. I might call the cops too now but I'm not as sure.
10. someone being caught stealing someone else's property
Sort of. A cop witnessed someone trying to steal my bicycle once but it was lame.
I think there should be points assigned to the various occurrences. I feel like I've lived such a sheltered life, living mostly in suburbs and college towns.
1 comment:
i have left my responses on my blog and tagged 3.
its interesting, because i have not had a lot of those experiences but i feel like i didn't have a very sheltered life. not in terms of experiencing victimization, but in the sense of not being in the middle-class. i think maybe the difference isn't in the big things that you remember, like violent crimes, which influence what you grow to fear or what you are affected by. its the things that are part of your everyday experience. i grew up in the middle of the woods and one thing i remember from my childhood was that every week at least once i thought "no one can hear me scream out here." i think i was scared of being a crime victim a lot as a kid. probably not because i ever was but because i was aware of my vulnerability.
three years ago, a man on drugs tried to break in to my mother's house while she was home. he was screaming and beating on the glass doors. it didn't scare her at all.
-durham love
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