June 23, 2009

Watching Neda die

You've probably already watched the video at least twice.

I have.

I've never watched anyone die in real life before. I've missed watching death by a half an hour.

But this footage has me on edge, particularly because my initial reaction was so callous.

I caught myself watching the video as I would any cinema veritae film. The camera angles, the rushed positioning were all reminiscent of a sub par scene in "Children of Men" or a Werner Herzog documentary.

Then I thought, isn't that what those films are mimicking? Shouldn't I be glorifying this attempt at illustrating protest in its most powerful form, instead of ripping it apart?

I think now, I was trying to separate myself from the horrific scene being depicted. Neda bleeding from her eyes. Neda dying like a dog in the street. Neda galvanizing a movement of young people who will probably die, too.

It's all too much to see. But I'll click play again.

Posted by Amanda Cochran at 8:23 PM | Comments (0)

June 16, 2009

If I weren't paid

I get paid to write now.

I find the fact that I get paid to write and my blog has fallen off the map very funny.

I've been thinking a lot lately about things I would always do, even if I were paid to do them.

Write is one of those things. I have missed my time blogging. This creative niche is a nice sanctuary from all things work-related.

Read is another activity. In this strange new adult world, I'm actually keeping up that thing most people find is a pseudo-pleasure during school. But I'm learning to appreciate books in a different way. I just finished "Little Bee" and "Under the Banner of Heaven" and I'm finding my fascination is really rooted in human nature and its darker side. I could and would read, I'm sure, even if I weren't paid.

I would also sleep, travel and eat for free, if given the chance.

Posted by Amanda Cochran at 2:41 PM | Comments (0)