By CaitlinRenee on Ask a Psychic
@swiftsmith and @discombobulated - Yes. But she didn't say only things 100% of people could relate to. I dropped that tidbit in to be...relatable! She said 50 - 75 other things that were highly specific which I choose not to share. And I really don't need to defend the conversation. I just find the anti-other-ways-of-knowing vitriol on here kind of fascinating. I guess others haven't actually run into a legitimate one. But even so, why all the hating? Again, once every 4 or 5 years over the course of 20 years cannot be outside the range of average. I don't credit psychics with being able to know who shot JFK or whatever, but at specific phases of my specific life, the information has been helpful. Including the information I gained from the one that was full of crap, which was to pay attention who I paid money to for what. I could tell the difference. Does anyone here need to believe me about that? No. Do I? I know who I am.
My fascination with the vitriol may be because other ways of knowing run in my family. Is anyone in my family a street corner psychic? No. Do my grandmother and mother and sometimes I know things we're not 'supposed' to know? Yes. Does that look like this woman's interview? Not a bit. It's a very different experience. But it's not some cute family delusion either. It's relatively harmless, only touches on the lives of people we know and love, and comes infrequently, only when terribly important or imminent, and usually shows up as a feeling of discomfort that isn't coming from anything in our immediate lives. It's not about deaths or car wrecks or lottery wins, it's much more subtle than that. And it's equally not about controlling children's behavior or knowing when they brushed their teeth. Does anyone here need to believe me? No. I don't know or love anyone here and it doesn't affect your lives.
God knows, or Science knows, there is much more to the universe than our limited animal-based perceptions allow. So maybe my fascination with the finger pointing and elbow jabbing yuk yuks has some personal interest. But it's also intellectual fascination with the human response to things we don't understand, can't grasp with our limited explanations, and which therefore unsettle us. The comments on this story, whether The Hairpin meant it as some kind of joke story or not, is a case study in human response to what unsettles us. Including my comments. It's all fascinating.
By CaitlinRenee on Ask a Psychic
Wow you guys. Methinks thou dost protest too much. Has no one seriously gone to a psychic or reader? I'm not hippy dippy but I've talked to maybe 4 in the past 20 years. The first was a street festival tarot card reader, and she was so spot on that I was devastated for days. It was bam, bam, bam, bam as what she told me played out over the next 9-12 months. She taught me to respect their work. The next was a crap store front psychic, and that taught me to always research people if I was going to spend money. The next two were heavily researched. I saw one in NYC this past June and looked her up extensively before I visited her. It took three subway transfers to get to her on a storming night when I got lost in the village. I was wet, tired, and frustrated when I popped up in her space. She was taken aback and asked me how I found her. I told her I researched her. She didn't quite know what to think of that, but she did a complete tarot card reading, and the influences and potential events she outlined have been bam, bam, bam playing out ever since. She wasn't 100% right. Some details are different, such as the person I have conflict with at my job is a woman, not a man, and she said a man. But she was more on than off. And well worth thirty bucks.
Sheesh you guys. I don't call a psychic every time the wind changes. Once every 5 years is probably pretty statistically average. I know I'm not the only one.
@j-i-a The difference between how I see marriage and weddings portrayed in the media, and how I feel when loved ones stand up and pledge their love and commitment to each other, is baffling and ridiculous. Thanks for putting it in such lovely and honest words, Jia. Happy New Year!
Marriage and weddings didn't make sense to me until I really thought, for the first time, about the idea of marriage as a sacrament. I say that as a non-Catholic person, a Quaker. The part about it that makes deep sense to me is that to make this thing, partnership, be the beautiful thing it can be, it needs support - from people around the couple, from magic, and from faith.
I cannot condone wearing various items of clothing on body parts for which they were not intended, BUT
Karen Brewer also invented wearing sweaters as pants in the Super Special "Snowbound" and went around singing about her sweater-pants in....I don't know, 1992?
I don't even want to know how smart I could be if I didn't have bits of Baby-sitters Club trivia clogging up my brain. That and every single detail of the American Girl canon.
@Heat Signature I read this sentence three times and I'm still not sure if I'm supposed to raise my hand if my friends do a lot of coke or if they don't.
Like Lohan's career, I really, really wanted this to be better than it was.
By drydenlane on On Subcultures
@anniemac Waste is kind of crappy, but a sort of romantic Phish song. Also see if he would go for With, which is from a side project by Mike Gordon (Phish's bassist) and Leo Kottke and is pretty great, IMO. I was kind of holding on to that one in hopes that I might one day get married, but I'll cede it to you two, if you'd like.
By phillystout on On Subcultures
@anniemac My husband is a huge fan of the metal band Three Inches of Blood, and the singer's voice drives me up the fucking wall. I too, actively dislike their songs. If there is a hell and I end up there, I'd be forced to listen to "Destroy the Orcs" on repeat for eternity. But every once in a while, during a roadtrip or if we're cleaning the apartment or cooking a meal together I'll randomly throw on one of their albums and get such a kick out of watching him sing along, play air guitar, and rock out to it, like all of a sudden this curried turkey salad he's making is SO METAL. It's awesome to see him that goofy/happy all at once.
I would not have survived graduate school without listening to "Front Row" about 4 times a day for 5 straight years.
In fact, the whole of Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie was so integral to my survival that I'm kind of surprised that anyone even still remembers Jagged Little Pill.