I’ve a new piece up on The Smart at Drexel University.
It is titled “In Defense of Stink”
The tag line/deck is “Is hippie hygiene a serious problem? Not if we can all embrace our natural odors…
I’ve wanted to write this piece for some time. I find it unusual that our culture tends to not discuss body odor.
You may read it through this link.
I admit it. I’m 46 and still think of myself as “hip” still. For a middle age gal, I stride into class in my big black boots, my hair is unbrushed and slightly dready; I am considering getting a David Foster Wallace line tattooed on my body; I read Pitchfork Magazine and I try to stay abreast of styles and pop culture. (Yet I just used the word “abreast”, so how hip can I be?)
So, when my college students house-sit I ask that they leave a new Pandora station on my radio. In the past, I’ve been introduced to Death Cab for Cutie and The Raconteurs and more recently The Unseen Guest, Feist and J Boogie’s Dubtronic Science. http://jboogie.com
It makes me feel hip even if I do say “abreast.”
So, it should not have been a surprise when I returned from my latest trip to find three new stations. The surprise was that one of them was name Starfucker. Starfucker is a Portland based electroncia band, and I really love them.
What I did not anticipate, or simply forgot about, is that our master living room tv is connected to a computer. it is here that the family listens to Pandora, and here that my elementary aged children take great pleasure in “thumbs-upping” or “thumbs-downing” a selection.
So, as Starfucker splashed up on the screen while we were eating dinner it created a lively dinner conversation.
Yet another peril of being an adjunct professor?
Adventures of a politically incorrect adjunct 