On language and evensong

I cannot stress how strongly I agree with the argument made below. We know that no language can claim inherent meaning: it is the legacy of Babel that people speak in many languages (and anti-languages), and it is only through celebrating those multiple languages that we approach something like worshipping in the vernacular and approach God’s presence more nearly.

“If Polari is a form of speech people use, then it must be capable of connecting with God’s presence: if not, I worry that this calls into question the universal scope of God’s action in Christ. “

via Vada the Omi: On the Polari Evensong — quiteirregular

Unconferencing and talking about your craft

Since we’re less than three weeks away from the longest day of the year, of course British Summer Time has so far included more rain than can really be good for me: 13117942_1738412719762128_1624727842_n(1)

Yesterday marked the end of May, and in typically British fashion I found myself battling the elements trying to get across Canary Wharf at 8am to attend a DSMLF session – more on that later.

 

I’m just going to leave this here: is that really what my hair looks like from the back?

I blame British Summer Time.

Full(er) discussion of DSMLF to follow.

Cultural politics & software language

For fear of sounding like a George Orwell fangirl by (mis)quoting him twice in two weeks, all language is political.*

What do I mean by this? Not that all language falls somewhere on a political spectrum, but that power relationships play out on a linguistic level. Language does not (or tends not to) exist in a vacuum: its purpose is communication in some guise or another. Using language implies a speaker/writer and an audience: either one or several readers, or one or several listeners. A conversation is language between equals; a monologue is something of a power relationship fait accompli.

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Why I write

An early version of this post first appeared as a guest article for a friend’s blog

It is a truth (almost) universally acknowledged that writers write because they have to. A few cursory steps in any direction on the web will reveal many who claim to need to write, on an almost alimental level. George Orwell wrote an entire essay on the subject.

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