Open culture is beginning to worry me. Ever since I got across this
wonderful site I have had problems. Not merely in appreciating the
openness of the name the web site carries, but also realising how
literally the site follows the spirit of openness. If one needs more
reasons to appreciate the efforts of the site, then it lies in the
second part of he title: culture. The content of the title lays
intelligible stress on the word culture. It touches up on the crevices
of the lives around, it fishes for those bits, miscellany, afterwords,
forethoughts related to art, literature and science, not to mention the
balances and main-walks of the usual kind, to make it reflective of what
we should term as culture. The convoluted tracks it follows has time
and again made me wonder whether this wasn't a site made for me.
The
reason for the worry too begins from the same concern. Some thing which
has been 'made for you' can't be neglected. My inbox is getting filled.
Unless I find a way to sort the 'needed' from the 'to be deleted',
binned category, it will be difficult to manage with the free space
gmail has provided me. A couple of sites worry me in this regard. One
thing is, since the web site is quite dear to me, I don't want to press
the delete key. But another quite amusing fact is that, I don't
immediately end up reading it too. It is like the long-chewable dilemma
one comes across the moment I get hold of a new magazine. Then first
thing one does is to leaf through. Even while you come across a really
appetising article, you fight back the urge to immediately go through,
since you need to save it for later, like the good old red cherry on the
ice cream top of the days of yore. The process of leafing itself is
secretly fuelled by the promise of the delayed read. The gap between the
find of the catch and moment of real licks, kind of.
Open
culture flirts with the delete button. Flirting which resists and
permits. As does a couple of other sites too. Since one occasionally
flirts with the content without fully finishing it off, since it is so
rich that one can't fully finish it off. A nibble now and a bite later
will be the order of the read. Hence the delete button is off. The
outcome of the quandary is the growing inbox. The open culture series
which grows in size, opened yet unread. Read, yet not fully. This
renders me very inbox friendly, but with a partisan nature. What makes
Open Culture tick is interesting. From a teacher tangent, I am always on
the look out for the (writer)trivia. Sometimes any kind of trivia is
important for the classroom communication. Trivia is has the markings of
confidentiality and it can some times emit the fragrance of gossip too.
Trivia is often about the behind the scenes. Trivia may make it sound
trivial, but not quite so. Students find it interesting when in the
middle of your comments on theme of endurance and courage , you state
that Hemingway considered himself a better boxer than a writer and
follow it up with the kind of bravado associated with the writer.
The
bits I encounter on Open Culture is a treasure house for those who
would like to treat their students to lively interaction. This is true
not just in the classroom interactions, but in informal small talk too.
The kind of bits you can drop about the unspoken yet true lives will
make the listen crane her neck. From Hemingway's hamburger recipe to
Fitzgerald's handwritten manuscript of The Great Gatsby, from Zizek -
Chomsky spat to Camus friendly letter to Sartre, from Andy Warhol's Jazz
album covers to William S Burrough's explanation on what artists do for
humanity, from a young rebel confronting Lacan during a lecture to
books Hemingway wished he could write again for the first time to
Ramone's adaptation of Cage's interpretation of Finnegan's Wake to
Faulkner's drawings to Christpher Lee reading Poe's Raven to 8 year old
Orwell's picture card and letter to his mother. This is the gold mine of
infotainment I fall into when I open culture. More so for a person
whose interests are spread wide and thick on the culture spectrum, but
no less for anyone who can make use of the necessary stuffings
sporadically while lecturing.
Open Culture.
It may fatten the inbox. But it is worthy kind of ideological hoarding.

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