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Sunday 24 July 2011

On Addiction.

I felt inspired to write a post about this after finding a new found respect for Russell Brand after he wrote this.

The reaction to Amy Winehouses’s death has shocked me.

Firstly, just because people are upset about her death, does not mean they are any less upset or compassionate about the people in Norway. Both of these things are tragedies, different kinds, yes, but you can be upset by more than one thing at a time. When people can put a name and a character to a death, they are more affected by it. That's all it is really. It’s dealing with human mortality. It's easier as humans to distance ourselves from nameless deaths. It's probably just a coping mechanism to deal with the amount of tragedy in the world. Can you imagine the world if we all got incredibly emotional about every tragedy? It would be a constant state of depression for everyone; I doubt anyone would leave the house.

Secondly, I am utterly shocked at those who say she had it coming, deserved it or make jokes about her. I don't think we should be sad that she died because she was famous (although she was an amazing musician, and her contribution to that shall be missed), we should be sad because a person of only 27 died because she couldn't over-come an addiction. I feel sad for anyone who dies because they couldn't overcome an addiction. I think it’s sad anyone dies before their time, whether due to not being able to control their personal life, or through no say of their own.

It shows the complete lack of empathy or understanding people have around depression or addiction and other than making me feel sick, it also just makes me feel sad. Nobody chooses to be an addict and the most kind, generous or sweet person can become selfish through addiction. Addiction is a complex, life changing thing. It doesn’t make them a bad person – it just means that that is their great struggle in life. Everyone struggles with different parts of life, as fellow humans we need to help those that we can, and when someone seems to reject help, rather than label them as selfish or deserving of whatever they get – we should be able to feel sadness that someone couldn’t over-come something that in the end, over-powered them.

We are all human, we all have our downfalls, the least we can do for others is feel compassion. It's too easy to judge. I’m pretty sure no one is perfect, so let’s all get off our moral high horse and create a better human race with more understanding – it never hurt anyone to try.

Thursday 7 July 2011

Meow.

Ooooh it’s nearing 2am and I am ecstatically happy for reasons I am not going to go into but all my friends seem to have gone to bed so I’m just going to ramble here!

Things and stuff! :D

*ahem*


Sometimes I fear I am going slightly mad but hey. Today I finished and submitted my second attempt at getting my dissertation proposal through the ethics committee at my university... they really dislike my area of research haha. I ended the first part of the summary of why I want to do the research quite well though, I thought...
Sullivan (2003) suggests we might think of S&M roles as ‘not an expression of one’s inner self, but rather as 'luid, non-essential, freely chosen, subject positions’ and this is a large focus of the research I wish to conduct, looking closely at how the identities of those who participate in S&M fit in with their social and political ideals and lives. Ritchie (2005) found her participants showed much consideration of ‘how power and gendered dynamics may play out, or be subverted, in their sexual practices’. Rubin suggests ‘It is time to recognize the political dimensions of erotic life’ and this is what I wish to be the focus of my research.

Yeah :D


I have not been to a gig in foreveeeeeeeeeeeeer and this thought occurred to me earlier when talking to a friend who is going to a Bright Eyes gig this weekend. Oh and when one of my favourite musicians retweeted a tweet of mine about how awful Arctic Monkeys are (SRSLY GUYS THEY ARE AWFUL) and I remembered having this debate the first year I went to Reading where I met an ex of mine who loved the Arctic Monkeys. Pffft! It then occurred to me how much I miss that energy and atmosphere of gigs so much... need.to.go.to.one.now!