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Oregon Humanities magazine spring 2014, "Me"This issue of the magazine explores narcissism, self, surveillance, solitude, and connection, and features a conversation with William T. Vollmann and essays by Edwin Battistella, Jay Ponteri, Courtenay Hameister, Joanna Rose, and Daniel Rivas.

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    A conversationabout government

    surveillancewith William T.

    Vollmann

    Courtenay

    Hameister onleaving the spotlight

    A defense of

    navel-gazing

    Essays on solitude

    and feathers,narcissism and

    language, parentsand children

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    Kathleen Holt

    Jen Wick

    Ben Waterhouse

    Eloise Holland

    Allison Dubinsky

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    Sierra Bray

    Reid Stubblefield

    Brian Doyle

    Debra Gwartney

    Julia Heydon

    Guy Maynard

    Win McCormack

    Greg Netzer

    Camela Raymond

    Kate Sage

    Rich Wandschneider

    Dave Weich

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    Selfies by Oregon Humanitiesstaff and contributors. Far left

    top: Annie Kaffen, far left bottom:

    Jay Ponteri, center: Carolyn

    Richardson, below: Jennifer Allen

    Self Portrait No. 9 by Portland

    artist Delaney Allen is part of his

    series Painting A Portrait, which

    was exhibited at Nationale Gallery

    in Portland in Apr il 2012.

    http://www.delaneyallen.com/

    Delaney Allen, courtesy of

    Nationale (Portland, OR)

    Departments

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    Editors Note

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    Field Work

    Think & Drin k goes statewideLetters to strangers A

    Medford lecture series on

    medicine and the humanitiesMemoirs of the Middle East

    book club OH News 2014

    Public Program Grants

    10

    Profile

    Paulann Petersen reflects on

    her four years as Oregon PoetLaureate.

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    From the Director

    Adam Davis on conversations

    taking us places we didnt think

    wed go

    Features: Me

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    Whos Minding Your Business?

    A conversation with .

    At the Februar y 2014 Thin k &

    Drink in Portland, the National

    Book Awardwinning writer

    and subject of FBI surveillance

    discusses Unamericans and the

    benefits of understanding how

    others see you.

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    Mark My Words

    by

    When it comes to narcissism, is it

    really all about me?

    20

    In Defense of Navel-Gazingby

    To understand the world, one

    must first understand oneself.

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    Trapped in the Spotlight

    by

    When giving up your job means

    giving up on yourself

    30The Thing with Feathers

    by

    Opening up ones hands in the

    hope that God will fall in

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    You Remind Me of Me

    by

    Parent and child, strange and

    baffling creatures that are part,

    yet no part, of each other

    40

    Posts

    Readers write about Me

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    Read. Talk. Think.

    The Kinfolk Table by Nathan

    Williams Bridging a Great

    Divideby Kathie Durbin

    The Great Floodgates of the

    Wonderworld by Justin Hocking

    The Evangelicals You Dont Know

    by Tom Krattenmaker Outside

    by Barry Lopez The Freeby

    Willy Vlautin Torment Saintby

    William Todd Schultz

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    Croppings

    Fractured Memories, Assembled

    Traumas: The Work of Miguel

    Aragnat Rogue Gallery and

    Ar t Center

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    We are excited to feature the work of

    Oregon writers and artists in the pages of

    Oregon Humanities. The cover of this issue

    is a photograph by Portlander Delaney Allen,

    Self Portrait No. 9, from his series Painting

    a Portrait. You can see more of his work at

    delaneyallen.com.

    If youre an Oregon artist and have work

    that we might consider for the Summer

    2014 issue, on the theme Start, wed love

    to know about it. Please familiarize yourself

    with our publication (back issues viewable

    online at oregonhumanities.org), then send

    us the following by June 13, 2014:

    a high-resolution digital image (300 dpi

    at 8 x 10; scans or photographs, JPEG

    or TIFF)

    your name, the title of the work, the type

    of media, as well as contact information

    (email and phone number)

    Please consider the constraints of a

    magazine cover (e.g., vertical orientation,

    nameplate, and cover lines). We are most

    interested in works by Oregon-based artists.

    Submissions can be sent to

    [email protected] by post

    to Oregon Humanitiesmagazine,

    813 SW Alder St. Suite 702, Portland,

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    Whats Mine Is Yours

    M y f o u r - y e a r - o l d , l i k e a l l f o u r - y e a r - o l d s , i sa creature from the Land of Me. See that last banana sit-ting in the fruit bowl on the counter? Thats his. Never mind thathes already eaten two breakfasts this morning and one of them

    was the second-to-the-last bana na. Never mind t hat he didnt

    even want that banana until I expressed interest in it. Never

    mind that Ipaidfor the bananawhats money to a four-year-

    old? Never mind that hell peel the banana out of its skin, clutch it

    tightly in his grubby paw, take one sloppy wet bite, and then leave

    the rest on the dining room table to brown. That banana is his.

    I know the point of being a parent is to shepherd a child from

    the inward-focused, self-centered world of infancy and toddler-

    hood to the world beyond, to give my son a sense of his social

    responsibilities and obligations even as he makes a place for him-

    self. The challenge is that the world beyond looks a lot like the

    Land of Me, just populated by taller people with smart phones

    who sha re their every word, action, a nd drea m with audiences

    intimate and unknown. More of these tales of Me line up, glossy

    and pert, on newsstands. They sit perfect-bound on bookstore

    shelves and move in high-definition on TV screens during prime-

    time. Im part of this world; I indulge. Im sometimes charmed by,

    sometimes irritated with, and sometimes embarrassed for the

    sharers and the tellers. Ive told some tales myself, but the doing

    is still tentative and hard-considered for me, not a natural quick

    click of a post button.

    Unlike my children, who will grow up natives of this cultureof public narrative-building and shape-shifting, Ive had to adapt

    to it. From my vantage point, the positioning of a private self in

    a public world seems particular to this time and these technolo-

    gies but is exacerbated by the inherited American sense of self-determination, trail-blazing, and reinvention. Weve always

    been the heroes of our quests; now we are the storytellers and

    publicists, too.

    The discussions about narcissism, authenticity, and propriety

    that happen when private lives are lived publicly feel perennial,

    even though the players and the circumstances have changed.

    These are ideas that are still intriguing, still worth arguing over,

    but they are timeless. What feels newer and pressing are con-

    cerns about complacency in light of technologys vast reach and

    appeal, particularly regarding surveillance and citizens rights

    to privacy.

    Another concer n that feel s new and underd isc ussed is

    whether my children and their peers, as they embark on the quest

    of becoming who they want to be, will understand the value of

    internal dialogue, of daydreaming, of turning an idea over and

    over in their mindstesting it and absorbing it and making it

    something integral to who they are. I hope they learn to shut out

    the noise, resist the urge to perform, ignore the impulse to gather

    external feedback. I hope they develop a capacity for solitude and

    a habit of self-reflectionwhere the real me work is doneeven

    as they push forward into this bright new world.

    , Editor

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    Always Happy Hour SomewhereOregon Humanities Think & Drink discussionprogram hits the road.

    O n a T h u r s d a y e v e n i n g i n l a t eFebruary, on the heels of the 2014 WinterOlympics in Sochi, Russia, more than thirty

    Salem residents joined Oregon Humanities in a

    casual, public conversation with Jules Boykoff,

    a former Olympic athlete and professor of poli-

    tics and government at Pacific University, and

    David Gutterman, a professor of politics at Wil-

    lamette University and an Oregon Humanitiesboard member, at Grand Vines, a downtown

    wine bar.

    Field Work

    The topic of discussion? Sochi, of course.With its record-brea king budget, unf ini shed

    hotels, awe-inspiring sporting feats, and horse-

    whip -wield ing Cossacks, the two-week spec-

    tacle offered a curious collision of glamour and

    squalor, nationalism and internationalism, and

    athletics and activism. Both the events and the

    political and social dramas surrounding them

    provided plenty of fuel for conversations.

    This evening in Salem was the first Think &

    Drink program Oregon Humanities has held

    outside of Portland. It will not be the last.

    Think & Drink is a happy-hour series thatsparks provocative conversations about big

    ideas through public discussions in informal

    The 2014 Think & Drink Portland

    series kicked off in February with

    writer William T. Vollmann.

    TIML

    ABARGE

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    Want to keepup with thehumanities inOregon?

    Visit oregonhumanities.org

    to sign up for our monthly

    enewsletter. Like us on Facebook

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    settings. Oregon Humanities has presented

    Think & Drink events in Portland since 2009,

    with guest s including Congressman Ea rl Blu-

    menauer, General Merrill McPeak, and writers

    Ursula K. Le Guin and William T. Vollmann.

    Now Oregon Humanities is moving the

    Think & Drink model beyond Portland with a

    series of pilot events around the state. Another

    Think & Drink will take place this fall in Joseph,

    featuring immigrant and civil rights advocate

    Pramila Jayapal and Steve Williamson, com-

    munity affairs director for the United Food

    and Commercial Workers of Washington, who

    will discuss the changing nature of labor in the

    Pacific Northwest.

    Think & Drink is an excellent format for

    grappling with big ideas in a comfortable set-

    ting, says Oregon Humanities executive

    director, Adam Davis. The programs are lessformal than a lecture, and allow for more in-

    depth discussion than a debate. They get people

    together, in a room, to talk respectfully about

    important issues, which enables participants

    to become both better informed and more

    connected with one another. And thats

    what we at Oregon Humanities want to do:

    Get Oregonians together to talk.

    Guests in the 2014 Portland series include

    Heidi Boghosian, director of the National Law-

    yers Guild, on May 8; and Stephanie Coontz, a

    professor at Evergreen State College who stud-ies the history of American family life and mar-

    riage, on July 10.

    Oregon Humanities also hope s to offer

    Think & Drink events in Deschutes, Umatilla,

    and Jackson Counties in 2014. If you would

    like to see a Think & Drink in your community,

    or if you know of a great venue or speaker for a

    Think & Drink event, please email Adam Davis

    at [email protected].

    The Best MedicineA Medford series uses the humanities to examine

    the practice of medicine.

    As the national debate about ourhealth care system rages, medical profes-sionals are searching for a nswers on the front

    lines.

    Weve kind of lost our way in medicine,says Alexander Krach, director of the Humane

    Medicine Medical Humanities Program at the

    Asa nte Health System in Medfor d. Hi stor i-

    cally, medicine has always been both an art and

    a science, but now its all diagnostic.

    A seasoned emergency room and trau ma

    nurse who recently applied to medical school,

    Krach feels driven to change things. I found

    what is the core of my work in trying to recon-

    nect people to their relationships with one

    another, he says.

    He believes the humanities are the way to dothis. Last year, Krach helped bring two Oregon

    Humanities Conversation Project programs

    Once youve read Me, writeabout you.

    This spring, Oregon Humanities is connecting

    Oregonians to strangers from all over the state

    through a letter-exchange program were calling

    Dear Stranger.

    Heres how it works: Write a letter. Address

    it Dear Stranger. Fill a page, or maybe two.

    Write about yourselfsome aspect of what

    makes you you. Who you are, where you live,

    what you do; where you come from, what you

    have seen, and where you are going; your hopes

    and fears and desires; a favorite story, or a ran-

    dom memory; what me means to you.

    Sign your letter, if you like, or leave it anony-

    mous. Include your address in the letter if youd

    like a reply from your stranger.

    Then mail your letter and a stamped, self-

    addressed envelope by May 5, 2014, to Dear

    Stranger, Oregon Humanities, 813 SW Alder St.,

    Suite 702, Portland, OR 97205.

    When we receive your letter, well exchange

    it with a letter from another writer. He or she will

    get your letter; you will get his or hers. Read the

    letter; what happens next is up to you. We hope

    you will write back.

    If your letter strikes a chord with us, we may

    post it to oregonhumanities.org. If youd prefer

    we do not, please enclose a note saying so.

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    to Asante a s part of the health systems series

    Humane Medicine: Exploring the Experience

    of Patients and Providers through the Humani-

    ties. The first program was Prakash Chenjeris

    Beyond Human: Science, Technology, and the

    Future of Human Nature, and the second

    wa s Cou rt ney Campb ell s Gr ave Mat ter s:

    Reflections on Life and Death across Cultures

    and Traditions. The series was also funded

    this February by an Oregon Humanities

    Public Program Grant.

    This is how were going to fix the sys-

    tem, Krach says. Slow it down. Be present.

    Listen to peoples stories. The series con-

    tinues through June 2014 with topics that

    include the aging process and illness in older

    adults, the importance of the humanities in the

    education of health care practitioners, and

    reducing violence in our communities.

    The Middle East, through MemoirA book club explores diversity through firsthandaccounts.

    S i n c e S e p t e m b e r 2 0 1 3 , s e v e r a lPortlanders have gathered monthly at ameeting room in Multnomah Countys Cen-

    tral Library to discuss memoirs by writers

    from Middle Eastern countries. The intent,

    says Elisheva Cohen, outreach coordinator

    for Portland State Universitys Middle East

    Studies Center, is to expose readers to the

    diversity of Middle Eastern cultures throughprimary sources.

    The book club, which goes by the name A

    Oregon Humanities is pleased to

    announce the appointment of two

    new board members: Erious Johnson

    Jr., an assistant attorney general at

    the Oregon Department of Justice, and

    Emily Karr, a Portland-based lawyer

    and board member of both the Library

    Foundation and Northwest Academy.

    We se ek nomine es for ou r bo a rd of

    directors who are interested in con-

    necting Oregonians to ideas that

    c ha ng e l i v e s a nd t r a ns f or m c om -

    munities. Find more information ato r e g o n h u m a n i t i e s . o r g / a b o u t - u s /

    nomination-process .

    S i n c e 2 0 0 9 , O r e g o n H u m a n i t i e s

    has provided opportunities for nonprofits

    around the state to host free, humanities-

    based public discussions through the Con-

    versation Proje ct. Oregon nonprofits can

    apply until May 31, 2014, to host Conversa-

    tion Project programs in the summer and

    fallvisit oregonhumanities.org to start

    getting people talking.

    2014

    O r e g o n t e a c h e r s f r o m s i x t e e n

    d i f f e r e n t

    secondary schools around the state have

    been chosen to design curriculum and

    lead discussions for Idea Lab, a three-

    day residential program where high-school juniors explore the pursuit of

    happiness. The program will take place

    July 2527 at the University of Portland.

    To see full list of Idea Lab Fellows, please

    visit oregonhumanities.org

    I f y o u r e h a v i n g O r e g o n H u m a n i -

    ties withdrawal after fin ishing this issue,

    take a look at our blog, at oregonhuman-

    ities.org/blog. Read interviews, news, and

    fun tidbits, such as our O. Hm. Mixtape, inwhich Oregon Humanities staff and friends

    Oregon Humanities News

    Conversation Project leader Prakash

    Chenjeris program Beyond

    Human was featured in Asante

    Health Systems series Humane

    Medicine: Exploring the Experience

    of Patients and Providers through

    the Humanities.

    Syrian writer Siham Tergemans

    memoir was part of Multnomah

    County Librarys A Day in the Life

    book club.

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    $10 per monthThats all it takes to cover the annual cost of Oregon

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    and you.

    Now everyone has a copy. Cue conversation.

    Set up your monthly gift today at oregonhumanities.org.

    2014 Public Program Grants

    This February, the Oregon

    Humanities board of directors

    awarded $59,850 in grants to

    eighteen nonprofit organizations

    from around the state. These

    grants will support public pro-

    grams on topics such as cultural

    identity, humane medical prac-

    tices, and the empowerment

    of women. To learn more about

    the organizations listed below

    (sorted alphabetically by city)

    and their grant-funded projects,

    visit oregonhumanities.org.

    Day in the Life: Memoirs of the Middle East,

    is presented by Multnomah County Library

    and PSUs Portland Center for the Public

    Humanities, Department of English, and

    Middle East Studies Center, with funding from

    Oregon Humanities. The discussions are free

    and open to the public, and books are offered

    free of charge.

    I think participants have left with a much

    more diverse understanding of the region,

    Cohen says. Very early on we had a pretty in-

    depth discussion of the veil and concepts of

    womens oppression. Weve also been able

    to contextualize Islam as a religion and give

    understanding of what it means to be part of

    that faith.

    Andrea Rugh, a translator who spent manyyears in Egypt and Syria, echoed Cohen in her

    discussion ofDaughter of Damascus, a little-

    known autobiographical novel by Syrian writer

    Siham Tergeman: We tend to think that theres

    a universal worldview, but really thats not

    true. Individualism is not an easy concept

    for many people in the Arab world to under-

    stand, and its just as hard for many Americans

    to grasp an outlook that revolves around

    obligations to family and friends.

    A Day in the Life concludes T uesday, May

    6, with a discussion of Orhan PamuksIstan-

    bul: Memories and the City, led by PSU profes-

    sor Pelin Basci. For more information, visit

    middleeastpdx.org/memoir.

    Chautauqua Poets and Writers/Friends of the

    Ashland Public Library (Ashland); $3,500

    Fishtrap (Enterprise); $2,500

    Confederated Tribes of Grand Ronde (Grand

    Ronde); $5,000

    Josephine Community Libraries (Grants Pass);

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    Rogue Community College Foundation/Rogue

    Valley Oregon Action (Grants Pass); $4,500

    Gorge Owned (Hood River); $2,350

    Asante Health System (Medford); $5,000

    Arts Council of Pendleton (Pendleton); $4,000

    Umatilla County Historical Society

    (Pendleton); $3,000

    August Wilson Red Door Project/Oregon

    Tradeswomen (Portland); $3,000

    Healthy Democracy (Portland); $3,500

    Miracle Theatre Group (Portland); $3,000

    Northwest China Council (Portland); $1,000

    PassinArt Theatre Company (Portland); $1,000

    Triangle Productions (Portland); $1,000

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    Oregon Black Pioneers (Salem); $3,000

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    B Y H E R O W N R E C KO NING, P AU L A NNPetersen has traveled more than twenty-four thousand miles in the name of poetry in

    her past four years as Oregons poet laureate.

    Petersen has been required to make a minimum

    of ten and up to twenty public appearances in

    each of her two-year terms.

    My husband says I took care of that in the

    first month, she says.

    A Portland native who lived in Klamath Fallsfor thirty-one years before returning to the

    city, Petersen had done her share of traveling in

    Oregon prior to being named poet laureate

    in 2010. Id been to Paisley. Id been to Adel.

    Id been to Plush, she says. But I have, i n these

    four years, been to so many places I had not

    been before.

    The travel can be grueling. One trip, in

    October 2013, took her from Klamath Falls to

    Lakeview, Burns, Ontario, and Echo. People

    say to me, You go to all these places, youre on

    the move so much, Petersen says. It takes

    energy, and Im seventy-one. But I say to those

    people, if you saw the requests, if you saw the

    invitations, how could you refuse?

    Petersen has given readings at Portlands

    Trinity Cathedral, to the Humanists of Greater

    Portland, at the Lents International Farmers

    Market, in the middle of the Morrison Bridge,

    before open sessions of the legislature in Salem,

    and on the radio variety showLive Wire.

    She has written occasional poems for the

    dedications of Cottonwood Canyon State Park,

    Bates State Park, and Beaver Creek Natural

    Area; for a new library in Lakeview and a peace

    mosaic on the wall of the Salem Family YWCA;

    and for Sustainable Northwest and the Audu-

    bon Society of Portland events.

    She has led writing workshops at Cape Look-

    out State Park, the Boosters Hall in Christ-

    mas Valley, the 168-student Ione Community

    School, and the Caledonian Games in Athena;

    wit h par ents and chi ldren at A. C. Gilb ert s

    Discovery Village in Salem; with former Peace

    Corps volunteers at a reunion in Portland; and

    wit h inm ates of the Hil lcrest Youth Correc-tional Facility.

    I had been in a lockdown facility before, but

    that experience in Hillcrest, where every door

    you walk through, someone unlocks it, you go

    through, and someone locks it behind youits

    such a different atmosphere from what [Im]

    used to, Petersen says. All but one of the guys

    read what they wrote in the workshop, and what

    they had written was personal, in the sense

    that it was very close to them emotionally. The

    things they read were beautiful, were some-

    times funny, were very moving.

    Petersen has had some disappointments

    in her term a s poet laureate. Her early plans

    to lead writing workshops with teachers

    were stym ied by cut s to in-ser vice days and

    professional development budgets of Oregon

    schools. Instead, Petersen partnered with a

    nonprofit Portland publisher, Tavern Books,

    in a campaign to place hand-selected poetry

    collections into small rural and tribal librar-

    ies in Oregon, free of charge.

    The program, called Poetry State, hasbeen successful at placing collections in fif-

    teen Oregon libraries. I sent out the word,

    and people all over the state donated books

    of poetry, to the point where [Tavern Books

    cofounder Carl Adamshicks] doorstep would

    be overflowing with books when the mail

    arrived , Petersen says.

    A s Pe t er se n com es t o t he en d of her

    second and final termher successor will be

    announced this springshe says she has no

    regrets. Theres not a thing that I would want

    to undo, nothing that I am not grateful for, shesays. It is a privilege, an honor to be an ambas-

    sador for poetry in this wonderful state.

    The Roads TakenPaulann Petersen reflects on her four years asOregons ambassador for poetry.

    Oregon Poet Laureate

    Paulann Petersen

    ANDYBATT

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    O NE E VE NING TH IS W INTE R I W E NTto a talk and then a discussion broke out.The talk was Oregon Humanities Think &

    Drink program with writer William T. Voll-

    mann, who for years has been the subject of

    government surveillance. The discussion was

    about race and privilege and what we most

    ought to be talking about.

    During the question and answer part of theevening, and again during a small-group discus-

    sion that followed, Erious Johnson Jr., an Afri-

    can American attorney who had recently moved

    from New York to Oregon (and who has since

    joined the Oregon Humanitie s boa rd), said

    with passion that he didnt get it: he couldnt see

    why everyone i n the room was worried about

    the FBI tapping phones or the federal govern-

    ment collecting information through comput-

    ers. Erious said that in his world, in his peoples

    world, the pressing issue is walking four blocks

    home from the train without getting thrown to

    the ground and arrested. He wondered aloud

    whether the rest of us, with our furrowed brows

    and our heavy concerns, werent simply look-

    ing awayintentionally or accidentallyfrom

    the other ways t hat the government exercises

    its power in some of our lives. Erious also won-

    dered why the more he tries to connect with

    people at events like this, the more tenuous that

    connection feels.

    At that point in the post-talk discussion, the

    focus shifted. Instead of continuing to directquestions at Vollmann, people tried and mostly

    failed to respond to Eriouss concerns. People

    were still try ing and mostly failing when it was

    time to leave. Just before the discussion broke

    up, Vollmann said three things to Erious. He

    said he did not have the answer to Eriouss ques-

    tions. He said, somewhat enigmatically, that

    he thought it possible that twenty years from

    now Erious might see his own concerns and

    Vollma ns c oncerns as more connected. And

    he said, with his open hand out, that he would

    very much like for Erious to become his friend.When I left for home, Vollma nn and Erious,

    along with a handf ul of other people, headed off

    No Perfect AnswersThe unusual potential of a challenging discussion

    to continue talking.

    Neither Eriouss open and genuine offer of

    disagreement nor Vollmanns open and genu-

    ine offer of friendship solved the deep systemic

    injustice we were talking about. Nothing was

    solved by the discussion or by the talk that pre-

    ceded it. No perfectly satisfying answers were

    delivered, no utterly transformative changes

    were proposed. Yet it was, from my perspective,

    a rare and successful evening. We went places

    we did not know we would go. We left with morequestions than answers and with a stinging

    sense that each of us, and our community as a

    whole, could do better. And some of usperhaps

    even all of usfelt more connected to those we

    did not know and may not have agreed with.

    Challenging, open discussion holds unusual

    potential. It can call us to presence as few other

    things do, and it can lead in unpredictable ways

    to relationships and actions that would not oth-

    erwise seem possible. The content of the discus-

    sion that night was challenging, unresolved,

    and uncomfortable. Yet the feel of that discus-sion was hopeful. Hope alone is no solution, but

    there arent any without it.

    We left with more questions than answers

    and with a stinging sense that each of us, and

    our community as a whole, could do better.

    KIMN

    GUYEN

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    I N T H E S E P T E M B E R 2 0 1 3 I S S U E O F H A R P E R Smagazine, William T. Vollmann w rote about his di scovery,through a Freedom of Information Act request, that he had been

    a suspect in both the Unabomber and 2001 anthrax letter domes-

    tic terrorism investigations by the FBI. A prolific writer whose

    work includes war reporting, nonfiction books on poverty, train-

    hopping, and Japanese theater, and the National Book Award

    winning novelEurope Central, Vollmann was the first guest in

    Oregon Humanities 2014 Think & Drink Portland series on the

    theme Private. The following is an excerpt of his conversationwith Executive Director Adam Davis on February 5 at the Mis-

    sion Theater in Portland.

    Early in the conversation, Vollmann said he was never

    arrested and he doesnt consider himself a victim. He also noted

    that some of the reasons the FBI suspected him of being the

    Unabomber were sort of plausible. I could see that they might

    want to i nvestigate me if they had no better person to i nvesti-

    gate. But, he said, officials were ham-handed and incompetent

    about other parts of the investigation and, even though the Una-

    bomber was caught, Vollmann believes his telephone and postal

    correspondence still remain under surveillance. He received 294

    redacted pages of a 785-page FBI file; at this writing, his requestsfor CIA files on him were rejected and an NSA request was still

    pending.

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    AD AM DAVI S: The Harpersessay started with talk of Steinbeck

    [America and Americans] and then a category of people you refer

    to as the Unamericans. Let me just stop there and ask: W hat does

    Unamerican mean as a way of moving toward what American

    means? Who are these Unamericans that you talk about?

    WILLIAM T. VOLLMANN: Well, what does American mean

    to you? To me, America has very good and very bad connota-

    tions, as does any place, any country, any society. But when I

    think about the good things about being an American, I think

    about the freedom that we supposedly have to develop our ownindividuality and mind our own business and have other people

    mind their business.

    Recently I published a book that had a bunch of portraits of

    myself in a dress. For several years, I was fooling around cross-

    dressing and having a great time. And I cant say I was ashamed

    of it. I had a lot of fun. At the same time, I wouldnt have liked it

    if people were looking in and taking pictures through the win-

    dow and posting those on the Internet. Now of course they can

    do that. Now that the book [The Book of Dolores] is out they can

    do whatever they want.

    But I had this feeling that I could figure out who I was. I could

    be what I wanted, and in a way thats not too different from anineteenth-century settler coming into the Wi llamette Valley

    and saying, I want to start growing pears, I want to have a farm,

    PHOTOS BY TIM LABARGE

    A Think & Drink conversation

    with writer William T. Vollmann

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    and Im going to make anything that I can. Im going to do it my

    way, and I can succeed or fail, but I have the right to do this. To

    me, thats what being an American is. Taking chances, having

    homes that are safe from others where we can succeed or fail.

    And not having to do what were told. Not having to be spied

    on and told that we have to do this or we have to do that. So the

    Unamericans are the people who are trying to defeat this sort of

    America, which ha s never completely existed and was built on

    the back of Indian genocide andAfrican American slavery and all

    kinds of other things. But that doesnt mean that our Constitu-

    tion and the ideas that we pay lip service to shouldnt somehow

    guide us and inspire us to become better and enlarge our own

    freedom and the freedom of others.

    A D: I want to push on that a little bit with a s entenc e of yours

    from an earlier book in mind. The sentence is: I believe in the

    Ame rican myth that it is both admirable and even possible to

    devote ones life to a private dream. That seems to me to be a

    complicated sentence. And its a little complicated to make sense

    of what you just said, in part because youre both pointing back

    to a time and acknowledging that that time didnt hold what you

    said it held. So I want to ask whether theres been what feels like

    a significant change to you, in terms of the way were monitored,or whether it feels like this has been there all along.

    WTV: I think that if my name were Mohammed, I would be feel-

    ing a lot more scared tha n I do now. And if I had been black in my

    fathers time or my grandfathers time, I would have felt a lot of

    fear and anger. Thats what I mean when I say that these ideals

    never have been fully realized and maybe never will be. And then

    Id also say that as we get older, we tend to think of the world as

    becoming worse and worse. And so I bristle at the Internet and

    I think, how awful, and Im just this old reactionary. It doesnt

    really matter what I think. Its irrelevant what I think about the

    Internet. And its a great tool, et cetera, et cetera. That having

    been said, the government and these corporations, if they caneven be separated, know far more about you than strangers have

    ever known about you in history. That is certain.

    A D:Im going to ask a naive question: Thats a bad thing?

    WTV: It wouldnt be a bad thing if you could have absolute con-

    fidence in the motives of the people who were doing the watch-

    ing and using this information and knew how it was going to be

    used. But in fact, were being told by the president, Oh, yeah,

    theres some misunderstanding. Trust me, its all gonna work

    out. We dont know whats going to work out, or how its going

    to work out. And were being asked to resign our liberties. Again,

    there may be no problem for five years or fifty years. But all it

    takes is an unscrupulous presidentand of course weve never

    had any of thoseor some CEO who cares more about the bottom

    line than about whats good for his customersweve certainly

    never had any of those either. So this information is bound to

    be misused, and its probably being misused now. And we know

    that other people are minding our business. And I think that

    we should tr y to find out how they re minding our business

    and raise our voices if we dont like that theyre doing it. Try to

    limit the ways that they can mind our business, if thats even

    possible. And if it isnt possible, then we should think about

    limiting our ex posure. We dont have to eschew the Internet, but

    Im sure all of you can think of more creative ways to pollute the

    data pool than I can. I urge you always to obfuscate and confuse

    the issue. Fill in the wrong blank s. Its only going to help.

    A D: Why are you sharing this [experience] with us? Why are you

    putting it out thereto say it again provocativelyin our business?

    Why put it out there?

    WTV: I guess I feel that were all limited, and I know Im cer-

    tainly very limited. I like to learn as much about the outside world

    as I can, the world outside my head. Thats one of the reasons I

    like riding the freight trains. Theres nothing like being on a rail

    car and looking up at the stars overnight as youre going through

    the mountains. You really feel the immensity of the world, and

    all the things that you might do someday. Which, of course, is

    something that you generally lose the next day. But its a brieflyinspiring feeling. And as I have tried to look at people unlike me

    Al Qaeda t ypes, street prostitutes, drug pushers, whateverto

    Im sure all of you can think of more

    creative ways to pollute the datapool than I can. I urge you always toobfuscate and confuse the issue. Fill inthe wrong blanks. Its only going to help.

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    enlarge my mind, I then decided I should come back to myself

    to see how Im different and how I would approach myself as

    a third sort of person, to learn about myself. In the process of

    DoloresI actually found some of the photographs rather pathetic

    and cruelwhen I was trying to look like a pretty woman, and I

    couldnt do it. I look at the pictures in there, and I meanlook at

    this persons face. This is my face. And I dont have to like what I

    see. But I just have to look at it and say, This is my reality. And

    if I do this with the rest of the world, I have to do it with myself,

    too, to be fair.

    A D: I feel like in a strange way youve just made an argument that

    theres something useful about having someone else look at us in

    this more external way.

    WTV: Thats what readers are for. Everybody, from children

    onward, likes to be seen. And thats one of the ways in which we

    learn what were capable of and what were not. I would love to

    be able to drive a nail in straight, but because I dont have depth

    perception, I cant see in 3-D, I cant tell when a nail is perpen-

    dicular to the wall. So as a result of having tried for many, many

    years, and watching other people drive in nails really, really

    easily when I cant do it, Ive learned something about reality.

    A D:But thats what I mean: how great then to have huge govern-

    ment entities with files on you.

    WTV: Thats rightif the files have useful things to say, and if

    the files are for your benefit.

    A D: But I thought you were just making a case for the benefit of

    seeing yourself from outside yourself, from another perspective?

    So is the problemIm just trying to push on thiswhat they might

    do with it?

    WTV: Thats the main thing. But youre certainly right. It was

    gratifying and flattering in a certain way to see that they had so

    many pages about me. And, of course, I was curious about thecontent of hundreds of pages Ill never see. And it was a kind of

    lesson in how I might appear to others.

    Next time you fly, think about your TSA experience. And the

    other TSA experiences that youve had. You might well get some

    very courteous, helpful person who gets you through as quick ly

    as possible. Or, from time to time, youll probably get a bully; my

    late father always used to say, Give someone a little bit of power

    and they turn into a Nazi. And then you might get people who

    just dont really know very much and are taking the job because

    thats the only job they can get. And theyre all human beings.

    Im not knocking any of them in particular. But the fact that

    some of them have power over us means that they might use the

    power in a sort of ignorant and, therefore, detrimental way. And

    imagine if those people then are writing information about you,

    or misinformation, whatever, and making use of that informa-

    tion. Putting you on a watch list, for instance, because they

    misspelled your name and they decided maybe youre a terrorist,

    or for some other reason.

    A D: So, five minutes ago you said you feel hopef ul. W hat makes

    you hopeful?

    WTV: Well, for one thing, [Chelsea] Manning and [Edward]

    Snowden are heroesto me, any way. So that NSA spook [James]

    Clapper got caught in one of his lies: Oh no, we dont do this,

    we dont do that. And maybe the paradigm will shift a little bit.And if all of us become more conscious about what were going to

    accept and how we see the future, maybe lip service will be paid

    to what we wish for, and maybe someday it will be more than lip

    serviceif we really care. But its going to take a generation or

    more to undo whats been done. And so, I think its possible, but

    only if enough people really care.

    Think & Drink is a happy-hour series that sparks provocative

    conversations about big ideas. Visit oregonhumanities.org

    to learn more about this program, to listen to audio from

    the conversation with William T. Vollmann, or to read the

    complete transcript.

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    Mark MyWordsWhen it comes to narcissism, is it

    really all about me?

    I N A LONG ESSAY TITLED THE ME DECADE AND THEThird Great Awakening published inNew York magazinein 1976, writer Tom Wolfe mocked the baby boomers (those

    born between 1946 and 1964) and what he saw as their pen-

    chant for self-righteous self-improvement. More recently, a

    Timemagazine cover story titled The Me Me Me Generation

    by Joel Stein singled out the millennials (those born between

    1980 and 2000) as lazy, entitled narcissists and suggested

    higher rates of narcissism and materialism in members of this

    generation. Wolfe linked the boomers obsessions to the postwar

    affluence that allowed everyone time to focus on themselves; Stein

    attributed millennials narcissism to excessive self-esteem

    instilled by hovering parents and computer technology that

    allowed people to become their own brands. So which is the real me

    generation, the boomers or the millennials? Perhaps its neitherand simply the ca se that every generation enjoys complaining

    about the one that follows. Or perhaps, as both Wolfe and Stein

    hint, self-involvement has always been a feature of affluence.

    It is just more widespread as our collective standard of living

    rises, our leisure time increases, and technology and culture

    offer new avenues for individuals to focus on themselves.

    The terminology of grammar seems to mirror self-obses-

    sion. We call the forms me,my,andIfirst-person pronouns,

    as opposed to the second person (you,yours), and the third per-

    son, which is everyone else.Me,my,andIare also singular first-

    person pronouns, distinguished from the first-person plurals

    us,we,and ours. When we talk about the me generation, whethermillennials or boomers, the grammar metaphor (I hesitate to

    call it a meme) invokes a singular focus on the self.JENWICKSTUD

    IO

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    MYarrogance, and narcissism?

    Statistics about pronoun use suggest that the situation is dif-

    ferentand more complicatedthan you might think. For about

    two decades, social psychologist James W. Pennebaker of the

    University of Texas at Austin has been doing large-scale com-

    puter analysis of pronouns. Along with a legion of collaborators,

    he has looked at a wide variety of texts and transcriptsfrom

    blogs and love letters to poetr y, plays, and presidential speeches.

    Pennebaker is interested in the grammar of power, emotion,

    leadership, and community, and he believes that the small details

    of pronouns and other small function words like adverbs, auxil-

    iaries, and articles can tell us quite a lot.

    For example, pronouns reveal the way individuals cope with

    tragedy. His analysis of the first and last speeches ofKing Lear

    show that in the beginning of the play, the arrogant Lear whodemands that his daughters profess their love for him speaks in

    the plural: Know we have divided in three our kingdom; and it is

    our fast intent to shake all cares and business from our age, con-

    ferring them on younger strengths while we unburdened crawl

    toward death In act 5, scene 3, when the dying Lear confronts

    the corpse of his daughter Cordelia, he speaks in the singular:

    Had I your tong ue and eyes, Id use them so that heavens vault

    should crack. Shes gone forever! I know when one is dead and

    when one lives. Lears percentage ofI,me,andmygoes from 2

    percent of the total in act 1 to 7.4 percent in act 5, while the per-

    centage of we,us,andourgoes from 12 percent to 0. Pronouns

    reveal the way that Lear responds to tragedy.Moving beyond fictional characters to real people, Pen-

    nebaker and his colleagues looked at thousands of diary entries

    As re ad er s, we als o are conf li ct ed ab ou t fir st-p er son

    pronouns. We have all probably received or sent cover letters

    with too much first person in them:

    Dear Ms. Holt,

    Im applying for the position of staff writer at Ore-

    gon Humanities. Im a great fit for the job because Ive

    excelled at writing for other magazines, such asPort-

    land Monthly, and I enjoy a loyal readership. I also love

    writing about the humanities and I have never missed

    a deadline.

    I have several ideas for stories for your magazine

    and I bring a valuable out-of-the box style. I have

    enclosed a rsum with my job history and salaryrequirements, and I will call next week to set up a time

    for an interview.

    Sincerely,

    Narcissa McSelfie

    You get the idea. The fictitious writer seems to have only

    her interests, accomplishments, and needs at heart, with no

    consideration given to what she would bring to the position or

    organization. And there are a lot ofI pronouns:Im applying,Im

    a great fit,Ive excelled,I enjoy, and so on. Such letters are often

    quickly dismissed, filed away with a rueful smile and a shakeof the head. But does the heavy use of the first-person singular

    pronouns me,myself, andIreally signa l excessive self-esteem,

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    written by people dealing with trauma. The use ofI, me,andmy

    dropped as writers thought about their situations less person-

    ally and as their psychological well-being improved. The change

    in the way people used first-person pronouns turned out to be a

    good indicator of improved mental health. Another study foundthe use of plural pronouns we,us,andourrevealing. Research-

    ers looked at more than a thousand blog posts written in the

    two months prior to and after the September 11 attacks. As you

    might expect, the blog entries revealed psychological changes in

    response to the attacks, with bloggers becoming more socially

    engaged and distant from personal issues. Their use ofI,me,

    andmyplummeted, while we,us,andourspiked.The need to be

    part of a group during times of shared disaster is reflected in the

    simplest of words. How we express ourselves in difficult circum-

    stances, both individual and communal, is evident not just in

    what we say, but how we say it. Style and content come together.

    Computer analysis points to pronouns as an indicator of

    our mental state in times of trouble, but what about in ordinary

    times? What can pronouns tell us about our leaders? Like the

    fictitious job applicant mentioned earlier, our political leaders

    are sometimes accused of narcissismor worsewhen they

    use first-person pronouns. Linguists and psychologists have

    crunched the numbers on presidential press conferences since

    the end of World War II and have found some surprising results.

    Which modern president do you think used the first person the

    most, and which used it the lowest? In order, from most frequent

    use of first person to least frequent, the chief executives are:

    Harry Truman, George H. W. Bush, Dwight Eisenhower, Ger-ald Ford, Lyndon Johnson, Bill Clinton, Jimmy Carter, George

    W. Bush, Ronald Reagan, R ichard Nixon, John F. Kennedy, and

    Barack Obama. Pennebaker suspects that writers who complain

    about politicians excessive use ofI and meare engaging in a

    bit of confirmation bias: if a pundit believes a politician is self-

    obsessed, he or she pays attention to the politicians every use of

    I,me,andmy. The lesson is that we should not trust our biases.

    We should do the counting.

    Anot her place to be cautiou s about readi ng too much into

    first-person pronouns is in thinking about apologies. A serious

    and sincere apology ought to address the person injured, identify

    a harm, express regret, and show some moral awareness of onesbad behavior. This necessarily involves the first person, and good

    apologies are oftenI-full, using the first person to both apologize

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    for and name the harm. So, I might say,I apologize that I have not

    gotten back to you,using the first person in both clauses. But if I

    am trying to dodge responsibility, I might say,I apologize that the

    exams are not graded yet, implying that I am somehow a sympa-

    thetic bystander to the undone grading. Here are seven real-lifeapologies. Which seem most sincere to you?

    I sincerely regret the unfortunate choice of lan-

    guage which I used in my letter.

    PRESIDENT HARRY TRUMAN

    (two first-person pronouns)

    I want to sincerely apologize for the remarks I

    made on Sunday in Council Bluffs

    SENATOR BOB KERREY

    (two first-person pronouns)

    What I said at the end of our election-night

    coverage was both impolite and unfair. And Im

    sorry. I regret it.

    NEWS ANCHOR DAVID BRIN KLEY

    (three first-person pronouns)

    I sincerely apologize to those readers who have

    been disappointed by my actions.

    WRITER JAMES FREY(two first-person pronouns)

    I regret deeply any injuries that may have been

    done in the course of the events that led to this

    decision.

    PRESIDENT RICHARD NIXON(one first-person pronoun)

    I didnt mean anything by it, and Im sorry if I

    offended anybody.

    GOLFER FUZZY ZOELLER

    (three first-person pronouns)

    I would like to offer an apology, a very heartfelt

    apology, to the people of Alaska for the damage

    caused by the grounding of a ship that I was in com-

    mand of.

    EXXON VALDEZ CAPTAIN JOSEPH HAZELWOOD

    (two first-person pronouns)

    Good apologies dont necessarily use more first-person pro-

    nouns, but they do use them differently. The better apologies

    (those by Truman, Kerrey, and Brinkley) use the first person

    and the active voice to associate the speaker with the offense:

    language which I used; remarks I made; what I said. The poorer

    apologies (by Frey, Nixon, Zoeller, and Hazelwood) shift the

    focus with conditionals (I apologize to readers who have been dis-

    appointed by my actions;Im sorr y if I offended anybody) or use

    complex abstractions that remove the speaker from the offense

    (the grounding of a ship that I was in command of; injuries that may

    have been done). Apologies must beI-full in a certai n ways, and

    context matters.There is more to say about meandI, but you get the idea. A

    closer look at the language reminds us that pronouns can tell us

    a lot, but also that we should exercise some caution (and do some

    counting and diagramming) when we make inferences from

    pronouns to people. When the numbers are in and the sentences

    diagrammed, it may indeed turn out that every generation is a

    me generation.

    Edwin Battistella teaches at Southern Oregon Universityin Ashland and is treasurer of Oregon Humanities board

    of directors. His most recent book is Sorry About That: The

    Language of Public Apology(Oxford University Press, 2014).

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    In Defense ofNavel-Gazing

    To understand the world, we must first

    understand ourselves.

    I W R I T E L Y R I C E S S A Y A N D M E M O I R , S O T H Ecommunication of complex, sometimes contradictoryemotions from one human to another lies at the heart of my

    prose. I have found that many American readers are uncomfort-

    able with writers who make earnest attempts to closely reveal,

    then consider the self on the page in the world. Readers call

    us navel-gazers, selfish, self-indulgent, and masturbatory. Our

    family and friends are pitied, and we are advised to stop writing

    and immediately seek therapy.This sends the false message thatany contemplation or storytelling about the self is superfluous

    and narcissistic.

    For me, to contemplate the self is also to contemplate other

    humans, to whom we are thickly connected in mysterious and

    concrete ways yet from whom we, at the same time, are deeply,

    privately separate. AsWilliam Butler Yeats wrote, It must go

    further still; that soul must become its own betrayer, its own

    deliverer, the one activity, the mirror turn lamp. A close look

    at self illuminates other. The soul betrays itself by shedding

    itself. Self becomes other.By retreating inside himself, the

    artist reaches far outside himself.

    For instance, in the memoir The Year of Magical Thinking,Joan Didions narrator remembers the moment she saw her adult

    daughter in the ICU, post-surgery, at UCLA hospital: Half of her

    skull had been shaved for the surgery. I could see the long cut and

    the metal staples that held it closed. She was again breathing only

    through an endotracheal tube.Im here. Everythings fine.

    The shaved skull, the long cut, and the metal staples that

    held it closed convey the narrators sense of helplessness, of

    horror. The metal staples evoke coarseness, inhuman invasion.

    The third and fourth sentences reveal her maternal love, her

    desire to project safety. Shes scared but shes aware that her role

    in this moment is to protect her daughter even when she cant.This instance Didion recalls is deeply private. The narrator

    describes her daughter at a vulnerable moment, when the body

    cannot betray itself as anything other than a body in trauma.

    Its also vulnerable for the narrator, the mother who cannot

    prevent or fix her daughters illness. The contradictions revea led

    in Didions prose allow readers to experience the instance

    authentically through memory and imagination. As a reader, I

    dont question whether Didion is indulging herself or exploiting

    her experience or the experience of her daughter, because Im

    too busy feeling the contradictions in Didions heart. The prose

    transfers them from hers to mine.

    InEnough About You: Adventures in Autobiography, DavidShields argues that the nonfiction writer uses the self as a

    theme carrier. The writer expresses his or her own memoriesSHANNONMAY

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    and thoughts as a way of getting to the other, to reveal the humid

    human condition. Shieldss various, adept arguments in this

    book call attention to the prose of David Foster Wallace and

    Geoff Dyer, the films of Ross McElwee, and the text-image works

    of Sophie Calleworks that deeply mine the self while exploring

    human experience.

    Here is what the very cheeky William H. Gass says in his essayAutobiography:

    Certainly if tribes are more interesting than nations, sects

    more important than a common faith, and minorities major,

    then what could be more majorly minor than me: me, me,

    more me, as Joyce writes, me and mine and all that I have

    done. Yet self-regard has never been enough. We want the

    regard of others; they are to be looking as we look; we want

    them to be absorbed by the same self that absorbs us: see me

    see myself as you should see me; remember me when Im a

    ghost; watch me turn myself into a book.

    I enjoy Gasss compact phrasing, the exhilarating speed of his

    thoughts, the repetition and the music his prose creates. The full-

    rhyming, runni ng imperatives, see me see myself as you should

    see me is a gleeful command for writers (and readers) of autobi-

    ography to try to see the self that the self cannotsee.

    With his seminal work Confessions, St. Augustine defined

    the confessional mode as writing that not only reveals hidden

    layers of self, but also releases the self into the open hands and

    ears of the other, and, if only momentarily, from that which

    burdens the heart. What burdens the heart? Love and death

    burden the heart. Love and death stake outin our bodies, inour mindssecret chambers in which to dwell. Joy, reverence,

    devotion. Adultery, breakups, loneliness, shame. Illness, bodily

    impairment, death, grief. We shy away from speaking about

    these experiences in our ordinar y lives. We feel ashamed of our

    vulnerabil ity to physical and emotional wea kness and to deep

    irresolvable uncertainty, to loss of bodily control. We go under-

    ground with our experience. We secret away what we believe to

    be hurtful, but what is most hurtful is our secrecy, which goes

    against our nature as social animals who reach for attachment,

    who need to feel known by others.

    An act of secrecy is an act of separation. My own secrets

    have hurt me and others around me because they have been away to stand apart f rom ot her human beings, and writ ing has

    become, for me, one way to stand with other human beings. And

    paramount to the confessional mode are the implied open hands

    and ears of readers and listeners, of the other. As Gass says, We

    want the regard of others, even if that other is imagined.

    The writer makes use of form not to cloak but to reveal. Yetso many American memoirists miss the mark when they dont

    make vigorous attempts to understand what, how, why, and to

    whom they confess. This is narrative without essay, writing that

    negates the contemplative impulse, memoir in which the writer

    mistakenly employs the tools of the novelist and not the tools

    of the essayist, the memoirist, the poet: meditation, image and

    metaphor, sound, associative thinking.

    When readers complain that a nonfiction work is self-indul-

    gent or dismiss the work as navel-gazing, it is perhaps true that

    the writer didnt reveal the self as divided and complex. Per-

    haps the prose lacks specificity. Perhaps the emotions lack pre-

    cision and nuance. Perhaps the soul fails to betray itself. Thereader does not feel that a complex human experience is being

    portrayed on the page, but instead a simplistic, clumsy attempt.

    An act of secrecy is an

    act of separation. My

    own secrets have hurt

    me and others around

    me because they have

    been a way to standapart from other human

    beings, and writing has

    become, for me, one

    way to stand with other

    human beings.

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    This is a valid criticism. Every writer, confessional or not,

    grapples with specificity and contradiction. Whether Im reading

    fantasy fiction or confessional verse, I want to feel the expressed

    experience on the page as idiosyncratic and complex, as lived.

    I would suggest readers be more precise or direct about their

    criticism. Do not call the writer selfishor self-indulgent. Call

    the writing mishandled.In cases where the prose does fully describe varied human

    experience and the contradictory inner life, perhaps readers

    are projecting onto confessional first-person work their own

    discomfort about sharing private experiences with others.

    Fiction writers often elude such complaints even though they

    fill their work with private experience, even though it is their

    own divided selves forming on the page. The sincere writer of

    any genre who aspires to make beautifully complex prose or

    verse describes the divided self not to exploit or push away but to

    reveal the self in the other, to connect human to human. Readers

    can then get in touch with their own contradictions.

    My favorite definition of the memoir form comes from John

    DAgatas essay Mer-Mer: An Essay about How I Wish We Wrote

    Our Nonfictions:

    However, more deeply rooted in the term memoir is some-

    thing much less confident. For embedded in Latins memoria

    is the ancient Greek mrmeros, an offshoot of the Avestic Per-

    sian mermara, itself a branch of the Indo-European root for

    all that we think about but cannot grasp: mer-mer, to vividly

    worry, to be a nxious about , to exhaustively ponder. In

    the genuinely dusky light of real human memory there is an

    activity far less sure of itself than the effortlessly recountedstories of todays sculpted memoirs. According to its roots,

    in other words, memoir is an assaying of ideas, images, and

    feelings. It is, in the best sense, an impulsive exploration. It is

    not storytelling, it is not moralizing, it is not knowing, learn-

    ing, or owning. Rather, etymologically speaking, at the core of

    every memoir is anxiety and wonder and doubt.

    Notice the emphasis on interiority: to exhaustively ponder

    or an assaying of ideas, images, and feelings.Assaymeans to

    examine or analyze. David Lazar argues in an essay from the

    same book that memory is always in constant friction with pres-

    ent desire, and yet what one finds in most American memoir ismemory-based prose organized by storytellingas opposed to

    prose organized by the minds motion, by the bodys resident

    desires and fears.

    And what is it, dear, that you desire? And what is it that scares

    you? Tell me, please. If you could do anything you wanted with-

    out reprise or fear of reprise, what would you do? Do you know

    why? How so? Tell me, help me feel less alone in the world. Tell

    me who you are, Dorothea Lasky:

    I am a wild band

    That is going fast at you

    Catch me catch me

    Catch me Lord

    I am a hot little thing that likes to kiss you

    Kiss me kiss me

    I cheer for writing that ends up treating the self as a singular,

    mysterious, varied entity into which we tap through vocal idio-

    syncrasy, hyper-detailing, and lucid, generous meditation. The

    self is what we all have in common. To reach the self one must

    leap into the divine, which is to say, one must simultaneously

    be in touch with oneself and with the mysterious other, like the

    fourteenth-century Eastern Orthodox monks who retreated to

    a closet to pray. By cea sing to perceive t he outside world, they

    could retreat with vigor inside the self with the hopes of achiev-

    ing a more ex periential knowledge of God. For me, to contem-

    plate the self is also to contemplate others.

    Consider the navel: a scar on the abdomen caused by remov-

    ing the umbilica l cord from a newborn. The baby, later a boy and

    now a man, remains aware of the seam marking where he ends

    and the world begins, and he looks again and again at it, studies

    it closely, its particular shape, its contradictory qualities (a swell-ing housed inside a deep recess, a squishy stability, a wrinkled

    mound-let), until he conjures the tw isted ghost tunnel that once

    connected him to the other.

    Jay Ponteris book Wedlocked(Hawthorne Books, 2013)

    received an Oregon Book Award in 2014. Future Tense

    Books will publish his chapbook, Darkmouth Strikes Again,

    this spring. Ponteri teaches in the English department

    at Marylhurst University and is the executive director of

    Show:Tell, The Workshop for Teen Writers & Artists.

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    Trapped inthe Spotlight

    IMA GINE Y O U R E A N A C C O U NTA NT. ( O R , IF Y O U R E

    an accountant, imagine youre you.)Now imagine that numbers terrify you. Your pulse quickens

    and your throat closes up as youre buttoning your shirt for work

    in the morning. Brushing your teeth, you feel disconnected from

    reality as your mind races, imagining the thousands of numbers

    that await you on your computer screen. When you finally reach

    your desk and see all the spreadsheets laid out in front of you, it

    feels like someone has attached electrodes to your upper body

    and is slowly turning the knob up. Your chest tightens and buzzes

    with energy, making it impossible to get a full breath.

    If this happened to you every morning, continuing your

    accounting career wouldnt be an option.

    Now imagine youre a performer.Welcome to another day at work.

    This was what show days felt like for me when I was hosting

    Live Wire, a radio variety show that records in front of a live audi-

    ence in Portland, Oregon, and airs on about forty public radio sta-tions nationally. I hosted the weekly show until March 16, 2013,

    when a crippling two-day a nxiety attacknine years to the day

    from our first showfinally made me realize that this might not

    be the job for me.

    Before then, the anxiety was more of a dull pain than a stab-

    bing one. At the Monday writers meeting for each show, my chest

    would start growing what I called my Dread Ball. It would star t

    out the size of a pea, and by Wednesday it was a watermelon. By

    show day on Saturday, my Dread Ball had turned into a giant,

    human-size hamster ball Id walk around in, the rest of the world

    dulled by the view through the plastic.

    I did lots of things on the showread essays, performed insketchesbut those things didnt bother me. It was interviewing

    people in front of an audience that filled me with dread (balls).JENWICKSTUD

    IO

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    Its strange and awkward to meet someone for

    the first time no matter what the situation

    imagine doing it in front of four hundred peo-

    ple. Now imagine that you are also strange and

    awkward. Not a good combination. Addition-

    ally, virtually every person I interviewed was

    a leader in his or her field: Pulitzer Prizewin-

    ning authors, Oscar-winning filmmakers, the

    creator of the wiki. It felt like putting a magni-

    fying glass on the giant holes in my education

    once a week. I was always worried I would seemlike an idiot by comparison.

    I stuck it out, though, for many reasons

    that were smart: I worked with insanely tal-

    ented people who made me look smarter, I met

    extraordinary artists a nd got to ask them how

    they made their work, and the show offered me

    hard writing deadlines that resulted in public

    humiliation in front of live audiences when not

    met. I created more new work than most of the

    writers I knew.

    There were lots of great reasons to stay, but

    there remained a dark one: the nagging, terrif y-ing idea that this job was the most interesting

    thing about me.

    I already knew I had trouble talking to strangers at par-

    ties, and my eHarmony profile had caused exactly three men in

    dad jeans to beat a path to my digital door, so I didnt feel like

    I had a ton of personality traits to recommend me. This job

    gave me great angst, but it also gave me great anecdotes. When

    someone asked me, What do you do? my reply was shared

    by only about five other people in the country. That felt like a

    selling point for me. Of course I realize Im not a product, but

    when youre a single woman in your forties, it s difficult not to

    think of yourself as a brand. And if I was a brand, my flagship

    product was the show. Once Id made the mistake of allowing myjob to define me i n that way, I could no longer consider quitting

    my job without feeling like I was quitting myself.

    But two days before our anniversary show last year, none of

    the identity stuff mattered, because I was having a panic attack.

    Not a hit-and-run panic attack, but the kind that sits down and

    orders a double. The kind that wakes up with you and asks how

    you slept. The kind that laughs when you tell it that you have a

    show in two days so could it go bother Garrison Keillor, because

    he seems like he could stand to gain from a little nervous energy?

    And suddenly its the night before the show, and the panic attack

    is still hanging around.

    After a long, sobbing, terrified conversation with my brother,I finally called our producer and told her I couldnt do the show.

    I called her with a problem and its solutionone of the guests we

    Courtenay Hameister (right) quit as host ofLive Wire

    Radio; she remained as head writer. Luke Burbank

    (left) became the new host in September 2013.

    JENNIEBAKER

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    were planning to have on the show, Luke Burbank, could host it.

    Luke is an incredibly quick-witted, charming, natural showman

    who hosts his own popular podcast ca lled Too Beautiful to Live.

    Wed actually booked him to see if hed be a good replacement for

    me if I ever got sick, so it made perfect sense to tr y him out now.

    The next night, the worst and the best thing happened:

    the show was utterly, completely fine without me. Luke glided

    through the show as if hed been there all along, and I could

    suddenly breathe. Not through layers of fear, but into an open,

    grateful chest that was happy to finally have air.

    Af ter a couple week s of conversations in which my fr iends,

    family, and colleagues watched me struggle to make the deci-sion theyd seen coming for years, I stepped down as host and

    remained head wr iter and coproducer. I felt my body change the

    moment I made the decision. My shoulders dropped, my chest

    opened up, and my stomach was knot- and butterfly-free. It was

    definitely, unequivocally, the right decision.

    That said, I lost something big and beautiful the day I stepped

    down, and it made me wonder: Why couldnt I push through the

    anx iety and just enjoy the job? And if it was so wrong for me, why

    did it take me nine years to leave it?

    I asked those questions of William Todd Schultz, a profes-

    sor of psychology at Pacific University and the author of Torment

    Saint: The Life of Elliott Smith. Elliott Smith was a quiet, shy

    singer whose career began in hard rock bands in Portland in the

    early 90s. He became famous when director Gus Van Sant used

    his understated, poignant solo music as the soundtrack to the

    film Good Will Hunting. Schultzs book paints Smith as increas-

    ingly uncomfortable with the limelight, culminating in his ner-

    vous performance of the song Miss Misery at the 1998 Oscars.

    My situation was obviously quite different from an inter-

    nationally famous musicians, but Schultz said that even so,

    there were things Smith did that couldve helped me. One of his

    best tools in connecting to his audience was something I never

    wouldve dreamed of doing: he showed them how scared he was.Elliott would just be visibly, openly anxious, he began. If he

    felt like he couldnt finish, he would just stop a songbe openly,

    flamboyantly v ulnerableto the point where the audience would

    call out to him that he could do it. They became a part of the show,

    and they loved that.

    Schultz went on to say that one of the biggest impediments to

    getting over performance anxiety is pretending you dont have

    it. In addition to the anxiety youre already feeling, you dread the

    humiliation youll feel when people find out youre anxious. In

    Elliott Smiths case, he knew people loved to recognize their own

    vulnerability in someone onstage, so he just told the truth about

    it. When he did, he robbed t hose fears of their power.As a person whos been sharing humili ating stor ies wit h

    audiences for ten years, this was a lesson I shouldve had down.

    Plus, when it comes to human interaction, Ive

    always believed that revealing vulnerability

    appears weak on the surfacein, say, the Dar-winian sense of now you can see my jugular

    and do what you will with it. But, in reality,

    whats braver and more bada ss tha n offering

    up your emotional jugular to someone and

    begging them to take a whack? Sure, it changes

    when youre ask ing four hundr ed people to

    unsheathe their swords, but whos counting?

    An other th ing I had in com mon wi th

    Smithand another reason I ran into

    problems, according to Schultzwas my

    personality t ype.

    A po pu la r mo del th at ps yc hologi st suse when discussing personality types is

    what they call the Five Factor Theory or

    This job gave me great

    angst, but it also gave

    me great anecdotes.When someone asked

    me, What do you do?

    my reply was shared by

    only about five other

    people in the country.

    That felt like a selling

    point for me. Of course I

    realize Im not a product,

    but when youre a single

    woman in your forties,

    its difficult not to thinkof yourself as a brand.

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    The Big Five. It rates people in five broad

    dimensions that describe human personal-

    ity: Extroversion, Neuroticism, Agreeable-

    ness, Conscientiousness, and Openness to

    Experience/Intellect.

    If youre like Elliott Smith, which I think

    you are, he said, youre low in extrover-

    sionmaybe in the 28th percentileand highin neuroticism. Thats the recipe for someone

    whos going to st ruggle when it comes to stuff

    like this.

    Extroverts get energized and thrive on

    external stimulation (like hundreds of clap-

    ping people), while introverts get their energy

    from time alone and are far more sensitive to

    stimulus. Some level of extroversion is obvi-

    ously important for a performer. And, accord-

    ing to Schultz, being high in neuroticism is

    particularly problematic for entertainers as it

    leads to more pronounced anticipatory dread,which is a factor for all performers.

    Schultz had me go to the Big Five website

    and take a test to see where I la nded. I cant say he was dead-

    on, but thats only because he missed my extroversion percen-

    tile by three points.

    THREE POINTS.

    Hed said I might be in the 28th percentile. I was in the 31st.

    You tend to shy away from social situations, the test results told

    me. Well, that seems disastrous for a variety-show host, doesnt

    it? What the hell was I thinking? Id always imagined myself to

    be one of those strange introvert/extrovert hybrids. I love time to

    myself, but when I dont have time with friends, I can get a little

    grumpy/clinically depressed. So it shocked me that I was so low

    on the extroversion scale.

    My neuroticism percentile wasnt so shockingI was in the87th percentile there. (Single men: YES, I am still available! Call

    me!) You are a generally anxious person and tend to worry about

    things, said the test.

    Oh, really? I replied. Well, youre not helping things.

    I dont want to go over all my other scores because it was

    pretty depressing overall, but its important to say that Schultz

    felt I would score high in the openness to experience area,

    which helped me succeed at the job for as long as I did. He was

    rightI was in the 95th percentile.

    You enjoy having novel experiences and seeing things in new

    ways, the test said.

    Thank you for finally saying something nice, jerk, I replied.

    So perhaps the reason I stuck around as long as I did was that

    the two most prominent aspects of my personality, according to

    the testmy neuroticism and my curiositywere in a constant

    battle to the death, with each one jockeying for position but never

    quite winning. I do remember feeling almost schizophrenic dur-

    ing some showsI would be so excited to finally be able to ask

    Lynda Barry how she created such rich, sweet, hilarious charac-

    ters, but devastated that I had to do it in front of a crowd. In the

    end, it seems my neuroticism won, perhaps with an assist from

    my introversion. And one big panic attack.

    Schultz offered up one more reason why people with the lowextroversion/high neuroticism combination keep performing:

    they, like everyone, crave connection.

    So many people are temperamentally ill-equipped to be

    onstage, he said. But they believe strongly in their work. They

    need it to be heard, a nd they crave the response. The audience is

    at the same time a source of anxiety and an attachment object

    that provides comfort.

    This I could relate to. This group of people, just by clicking

    Buy Ticket, had no idea that by doing so, they were becoming

    both my worst fear and my warmest security blanket. Perform-

    ers dont generally tell stories about experiences were proud of

    or that went wellwe tell stories about the moments that makeus feel the most awkward or alone because we desperately want

    to know theyre shared. This is what stand-up comics do.

    So many people are

    temperamentally ill-

    equipped to be onstage,he said. But they believe

    strongly in their work.

    They need it to be heard,

    and they crave the

    response. The audienceis, at the same time, a

    source of anxiety and an

    attachment object that

    provides comfort.

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    So why was that desire for connection so strong that I went

    through hell to get it?

    I asked the question of two extremely talented comedians

    Luke Burbank, the current host ofLive Wire(as well as a Wait

    Wait Dont Tell Mepanelist) and Ophira Eisenberg, the host of

    NPRsAsk Me Anotherand a longtime stand-up comic.

    Its been said to me by people Im married to that Im much

    better at relating to large groups of people, Burbank quips. And

    theres a reason for that. Your good interactions with a single per-

    sonimagine sort of mainlining the best, uncut freaking adreno-

    chrome of that. Its euphoric.

    Eisenberg agrees. When Im not onstage for a while, I get a

    little grumpy, she says. I can feel a sense of myself is affected bythe audiences reaction to me. And that s a little fucked up, but if

    its your job to be propelled forward by positive reactions, doesnt

    it naturally become part of who you are? So theres a portion of

    my love for myself thats decided by a bunch of drunk people in a

    basement, and I just have to live with that.

    While this aspect works for Eisenberg and Burbank (Burbank

    claims his audience high will usually last him until he encoun-

    ters his next one), I think it was another part of my downfall. I

    saw a picture of myself walking offstage after reading an essay

    recently, and I was shocked. The smile on my face looked like

    pure, unadulterated joy, but thats never the part I remember

    when think ing of a show. The part I remember most is the week

    of anticipatory dread I felt for the very reason Eisenberg men-

    tions: that my success or failure was going to be decided by four

    hundred people I didnt know. Sure, that can be a very successful

    three hours, but successful enough to make up for the seventy-

    eight hours you spent worrying? Its like Thanksgivi ng dinner: if

    we were to actually see the work-to-enjoyment ratio of that meal,

    we would never do it again. But almost none of us look at it that

    way; its a matter of perspective.

    Eisenbergs perspective is unquestionably positive. When

    she told her first stand-up joke ever, she got one laugh. One. She

    describes it as the biggest rush of her life. Why was she so thrilledwhen most people would have seen that as a failure?

    It was from someone I didnt know, so I saw that as success,

    she said. Some people have laugh ears, where they hear laughs

    that arent there. Other people dont hear laughs that arethere

    and come off the stage destroyed. If you really listen, you start to

    make different choices and it gets better. It takes a long time to

    have the guts to hea r your audience.

    Burbank, it appears, is also beyond optimistic. In stand-up,

    you only remember the people who laughed, he says. I would

    record a set I thought was killing, and replay it to hear three

    people laughing. Its a survival technique the spirit employs. You

    dont do the math, otherwise you realize youre having a .05 per-cent success rate.

    As for me, I cou ld nev er not do the math. I am what

    psychologist Nancy Cantor referred to as a

    defensive pessimist: a person who doesnt

    expect the worst to happen, but prepares for it

    just in case it does. And while this is an impor-

    tant differentiation between me and, say,

    Eeyore, defensive pessimism isnt enough to get

    you through weekly three-hour performances.

    Yes, you need to be able to realistically read

    whats happening in your audience to be able

    to respond appropriately, but to push through

    the fear, and the nerves, and the YouTube com-

    ments, over and over and over, you need what

    Burbank and Eisenberg have in spades: a pow-erful, overarching, down-to-your-bones belief

    that in the end, everything is going to be OK.

    Ironically, now that Im out of the weekly

    dread-terror-relief cycle, I finally believe that. I

    still perform, but now I know very clearly which

    experiences will bring me just the joy (reading

    essays) and which to avoid (situations in which

    I am paired with a genius and must ask them

    questions that may expose me as a nongenius).

    Ive defined for myself which relationships I

    should spend time thinking about (the kind

    with the people I love), and which I shouldnt

    (the kind with four hundred strangers). And

    Ive discovered that I should seek work in a field

    in which neuroticism is a plus (I would make a

    great Chihuahua, for instance).

    Beyond those lessons, perhaps the biggest

    solace I should take in all of this is how lucky

    I am that my body and mind decided to rebel

    against me that day last March, forcing me out

    of my complacency. Some people, including the

    extraordinarily talented and troubled Elliott

    Smith, who lost his battle with depression inLos Angeles in October of 2003, arent so lucky.

    In the end, Ive clearly figured out what Im

    not, but have only narrowed down the field of

    what I could be by one. It s scar y, I know. But

    this scary, I can live with.

    Courtenay Hameister is a playwright, a freelance writer, and

    the head writer and coproducer for Live Wire, a nationally

    syndicated radio variety show. You can find her on Twitter

    @wisenheimer.

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    IWA S I N L A GR A N DE FOR T H E A FT E R-noon , to hear a man speak about EmilyDickinson at a small inn. The room was full of

    sun, and I sat on a white wicker love seat next to

    a woman who wore too much perfume. I could

    taste it. The white w icker love seat was the best

    seat in the room, though, so I decided to put up

    with the perfume, which was made easier by the

    fact that I had what I thought was a bad cold,

    and kept three or four cough drops in my mouth

    constantly to keep from coughing. It turned out

    to be pneumonia.

    The man had written a biography of Dickin-

    son calledMy Wars Are Laid Away in Books. He

    was a sma ll, friendly man, and he spoke to us

    as if he were telling stories of a beloved distantcousin with whom we had all lost touch. Not

    that I would know about that. I have more than

    thirty cousins, and most of them I have never

    met. My parents chose to distance themselves

    from their families upon the event of their scan-

    dalous Catholic/Presbyterian marriage.

    Emily Dickinson has long been on my list of

    good ideas for how to spend my meager vaca-

    tion, working through the poems as they hap-

    pened in her life, reading text and footnotes.

    Its something Ive always wanted to do. Id have

    to read a couple hundred poems a day, though.This biographer just told us stories. It was easy

    and pleasant.

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    It was not pleasant thinking of the trip home. I tried not to

    think about icy roads and snow between La Grande and Portland.

    My father was a speeder, and a drinker, and I spent a fair amount of

    my childhood in the backseats of various station wagons with my

    eyes closed tight. I didnt get a drivers license until I was thirt y.

    BEFORE LA GRA NDE, I H AD BEEN IN WALLOWA COUNTY, IN

    Eastern Oregon, where my friend Suzy was the Fishtrap Writer-in-

    Residence. Shed been teaching writing classes in some of the Wal-

    lowa County public schools, in Enterprise, in Imnaha, in Joseph.

    I was her guest author, and we were going to visit a one-room

    schoolhouse in the tiny town of Troy.

    Suzy piloted her minivan along a back road from the cabin on

    Wallowa Lake. This route to Troy was out of the way and made

    the trip even longer, which was