So I've discovered that my much-beloved Zod the Bear is named after General Zod of Superman fame. As a Piagetian education joke, I feel as if even such a criminal should have been sent not to the Phantom Zone but the Zone of Proximal Development. Of course, in real life the Zone of Proximal Development is probably just going to be an IKEA if the board isn't outbribed...

It's been a sadly lazy weekend, though much of the laziness has consisted in walking around town with Joephet--in sunny afternoon on Steinway, in the cooler evening from Lincoln Square to Times, in yet another sliding scale of ghettoness--my reaction to gangs of black teenagers is of course different given what I do on a daily basis, though this probably doesn't make me safer, and it's been getting on my nerves--today on the train on the way to eat dinner with Kenneth (my second, his first, as he's rather freakish that way), a couple girls roll in, loudly hostile and mocking of clueless white fashion which doesn't hafta deal with immense quantities of firm fat, except on weakly chins: it's just dumb and misdirected and leads only to further tacit white racism: this is of course a difficult position to defend, as it's tantamount to saying that a few black misbehavers bring down the entire race, but this is sadly true. Of course, white racism flourishes with or without the objective correlative, as it's a very self-sufficient structure, but I doubt the white woman told without apparent cause to "Move out the way, bitch!" will be unaffected today: I certainly read the incident that way, and surely I ought to have known better. Am I counseling meekness? No. Rather, we ought to strive for strategic nonmeekery. White complacency does need to be disrupted, but in productive ways.

Joephet, meanwhile, has been scaring me: it's too easy to get suckered by his affectations and aggressively poor work habits. But when it comes to knowing his shit, he sure does.

Aside from that, little more, but plenty of movies, oddly enough: some at home, such as Better Luck Tomorrow (an even greater disappointment the second time through) with Joephet, and then for some reason Aloha Summer while waiting for Joephet last night, and then Kill Bill and today Taking Lives which is the most satisfying unsubtle pun in ages. Thankfully, in the latest installment, only one Asian was harmed in the filiming.