Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Body: We have faith and hope, but where is charity?

A point of frustration.

The Catholic Catechism is quite explicit in stressing the importance of charity, even relative to other virtues:

1826 "If I . . . have not charity," says the Apostle, "I am nothing." Whatever my privilege, service, or even virtue, "if I . . . have not charity, I gain nothing."103 Charity is superior to all the virtues. It is the first of the theological virtues: "So faith, hope, charity abide, these three. But the greatest of these is charity."104

But Parish bulletins, which ought to be a wonderful place to learn about opportunities to give/volunteer/donate/contribute are almost always devoid of such opportunities, unless it's, say, ministry to the sick. Don't get me wrong; these things are important. But there always seems to be room to write about outreach opportunity, films and picnics, and so on. The same goes for bulletin boards and catholic websites.

My own experiences have taken in three parishes in my current neighborhood (Uptown, Chicago), but I've also found this to be true as a general trend when I've gone to church in Flint and New York.

What I wonder is, given the stress on the unique importance of charity as a virtue, why aren't churches working harder to provide information on opportunities to give?

Labels: BODY, charity, Christianity, poverty

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Body: The Non-Canonical Gospels

For Urbantasm, I've been reading up quite a bit on theology, eschatology, and the occult. John Bridge considers himself to be the antichrist, and the novel deals quite a bit with religious themes, particularly concerning the nature of space and infinity. It's been very fascinating, because there's an automatic tension between a lot of these texts, even though they are widely separated in terms of how and why they were composed. The Catholic Study Bible and Lee Strobel's The Case for Christ make cases that are automatically critical of, for example, the non-canonical gospels, and the tension between various modes of fortunetelling and the Catechism is well documented.

I personally accept the arguments for why the canonical texts are such, and why other accounts were not included. In fact, reading these texts makes me particularly grateful that they are not a foundation of our faith, since they are frequently misogynistic and tend to restrict salvation to a narrowly definted elect. Many deemphasize the principle of forgiveness and access to grace. It would seem that the canonical gospels, even if they are considered not as religious texts but as social referendum are both more stable and inclusive, and I'd like to think that this is at least part of the reason why they were ultimately selected.

All this said, however, the non-canonical texts are fascinating... they're fascinating in their diversity and their imagery. The Christ they depict is often more violent -- I was dimly reminded of Tetsuo from Akira -- and the scenes are often apocalyptic and psychedelic. This is the scary looking god with the red eyes in the stained glass windows at St. John Vianny's in Flint:

Jesus said, "This heaven will pass away, and the one above it will pass away. The dead are not alive, and the living will not die. During the days when you ate what is dead, you made it come alive. When you are in the light, what will you do? On the day when you were one, you became two. But when you become two, what will you do?"
- The Gospel of Thomas

Another time he took me and James and Peter to the mountain where her used to pray, and we saw (on) him a light such that a man, who uses mortal speech, cannot describe what it was like. Again he took us three likewise up the mountain, saying 'Come with me.' And again we went; and we saw him at a distance praying. Then I, since he loved me, went quietly up to him, as if he could not see, and stood looking at his hinder parts; and I saw him not dressed in clothes at all, but stripped of those (that) we (usually) saw (upon him), and not like a man at all. (And I saw that) his feet were whiter than snow, so that the ground there was lit up by his feet; and that his head stretched up to heaven, so that I was afraid and called out; and he, turning about, appeared as a small man and caught hold of my beard and pulled it and said to me, 'John, do not be faithless, but inquisitive.' And I said to him, 'Why, Lord, what have I done?' But I tell you, my brethren, that I suffered such pain for thirty days in the place where he touched my beard, that I said to him, 'Lord, if your playful tug has caused such pain, what (would it be) if you had dealt me a blow?' And he said to me, 'Let it be your concern from now on not to tempt him that cannot be tempted.'
- John's Preaching of the Gospel

But the best (in terms of interest), and the worst (in terms of a responsible thesis), is the Infancy Gospel of Thomas:

3:1 The son of Annas the scribe was standing there with Jesus. Taking a branch from a willow tree, he dispersed the waters which Jesus had gathered.
3:2 When Jesus saw what had happened, he became angry and said to him, "You godless, brainless moron, what did the ponds and waters do to you? Watch this now: you are going to dry up like a tree and you will never produce leaves or roots or fruit."
3:3 And immediately, this child withered up completely. Then, Jesus departed and returned to Joseph's house. (4) The parents of the one who had been withered up, however, wailed for their young child as they took his remains away. Then, they went to Joseph and accused him, "You are responsible for the child who did this."
4:1 Next, he was going through the village again and a running child bumped his shoulder. Becoming bitter, Jesus said to him, "You will not complete your journey."
4:2 Immediately, he fell down and died.
4:3 Then, some of the people who had seen what had happened said, "Where has this child come from so that his every word is a completed deed?"
4:4 And going to Joseph, the parents of the one who had died found fault with him. They said, "Because you have such a child, you are not allowed to live with us in the village, or at least teach him to bless and not curse. For our children are dead!"
- The Infancy Gospel of Thomas

Labels: Bible, BODY, Christianity, hermeticism, syncretism, theology

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Body: Happy Halloween.

Warning, spoiler: The Monk by Matthew Lewis, The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe.

There is no point to this post. It is for your pleasure. :)

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According to Wikipedia, "the slasher film (sometimes referred to as bodycount films and dead teenager movies) is a sub-genre of horror film typically involving a psychopathic killer (often wearing a mask) who stalks and graphically murders a series of victims in a random, unprovoked fashion, killing many within a single day. The victims are usually photogenic teenagers or young adults who are away from mainstream civilization or far away from help and often involved in sexual activities or illegal-drug use or both. These films typically begin with the murder of a young woman and typically end with a lone female survivor who manages to subdue the killer, only to discover that the problem has not been completely solved." This definition is perhaps over-specific, but understood a little more broadly, slashers evoke a response by the explicitness of affliction and an emphasis on its bodily nature.

As a genre, slashers supposedly contrast with thrillers, which rely on suspense about what is going to happen instead of simply when, psychological terror over physical atrocity, and defers the most gruesome effects to the imagination. Thrillers are often seen to require more craft on the part of artists and patience on the part of audiences, and are more highly regarded by mainstream critics.

But I have long thought that each genre has something different to offer. By trading in one subtlety, the slasher can develop another. They are, by the very reason of their visceral, blatant effect, more adaptable to allegory and stylization than more psychologically dependent work. Alfred Hichcock made masterfully crafted and subtle thrillers, and George Romero has made crafted and masterfully subtle slashers.

Today, of course, these terms are thrown around mostly with regard to films, but the first precedent, in terms of these genre and many of their conventions, may actually be literary. Ann Radcliffe wrote novels during the 1790s, including The Mysteries of Udolpho, and characters must reconcile the mysteries and connections of their past in a vast and threatening setting. Isolation and uncertainty are the impetus for fear, and her books typically involve little or no bloodshed.

Her chief rival, Matthew Lewis, was mostly known for one book, The Monk which, while completely immersed in the biases and prejudices of its day, also provided a very forceful and striking study of the virgin/whore mythology.

Here's an excerpt from each. See if you can tell who is who.

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To withdraw her thoughts, however, from the subject of her misfortunes, she attempted to read, but her attention wandered from the page, and, at length, she threw aside the book, and determined to explore the adjoining chambers of the castle. Her imagination was pleased with the view of ancient grandeur, and an emotion of melancholy awe awakened all its powers, as she walked through rooms, obscure and desolate, where no footsteps had passed probably for many years, and remembered the strange history of the former possessor of the edifice. This brought to her recollection the veiled picture, which had attracted her curiosity, on the preceding night, and she resolved to examine it. As she passed through the chambers, that led to this, she found herself somewhat agitated; its connection with the late lady of the castle, and the conversation of Annette, together with the circumstance of the veil, throwing a mystery over the subject, that excited a faint degree of terror. But a terror of this nature, as it occupies and expands the mind, and elevates it to high expectation, is purely sublime, and leads us, by a kind of fascination, to seek even the object, from which we appear to shrink.

Emily passed on with faltering steps, and having paused a moment at the door, before she attempted to open it, she then hastily entered the chamber, and went towards the picture, which appeared to be enclosed in a frame of uncommon size, that hung in a dark part of the room. She paused again, and then, with a timid hand, lifted the veil; but instantly let it fall--perceiving that what it had concealed was no picture, and, before she could leave the chamber, she dropped senseless on the floor.

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'The fatal night arrived. The Baron slept in the arms of his perfidious Mistress, when the Castle-Bell struck 'One.' Immediately Beatrice drew a dagger from underneath the pillow, and plunged it in her Paramour's heart. The Baron uttered a single dreadful groan, and expired. The Murderess quitted her bed hastily, took a Lamp in one hand, in the other the bloody dagger, and bent her course towards the cavern. The Porter dared not to refuse opening the Gates to one more dreaded in the Castle than its Master. Beatrice reached Lindenberg Hole unopposed, where according to promise She found Otto waiting for her. He received and listened to her narrative with transport: But ere She had time to ask why He came unaccompanied, He convinced her that He wished for no witnesses to their interview. Anxious to conceal his share in the murder, and to free himself from a Woman, whose violent and atrocious character made him tremble with reason for his own safety, He had resolved on the
destruction of his wretched Agent. Rushing upon her suddenly, He wrested the dagger from her hand: He plunged it still reeking with his Brother's blood in her bosom, and put an end to her existence by repeated blows.

'Otto now succeeded to the Barony of Lindenberg. The murder was attributed solely to the fugitive Nun, and no one suspected him to have persuaded her to the action. But though his crime was unpunished by Man, God's justice permitted him not to enjoy in peace his blood-stained honours. Her bones lying still unburied in the Cave, the restless soul of Beatrice continued to inhabit the Castle. Drest in her religious habit in memory of her vows broken to heaven, furnished with the dagger which had drank the blood of her Paramour, and holding the Lamp which had guided her flying steps, every night did She stand before the Bed of Otto. The most dreadful confusion reigned through the Castle; The vaulted chambers resounded with shrieks and groans; And the Spectre, as She ranged along the antique Galleries, uttered an incoherent mixture of prayers and blasphemies. Otto was unable to withstand the shock which He felt at this fearful Vision: Its horror increased with every succeeding appearance: His alarm at length became so insupportable that his heart burst, and one morning He was found in his bed totally deprived of warmth and animation.

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Happy Halloween!

Labels: BODY, gothic funk

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Body: Compelling Intangibles.

from my journal:

Last Thurs. 10/18... before Mark and I went to see Unkle I hopped from one Barnes and Noble to the next and it was like the past. That moment of darkness when fall has finally fallen thick and dense and dead. Tonight it is familiar too.
Then I was at work then various B&N, sky shadowed and heavy and I knew that the B&N on Union Square was the place to be (even if it didn't have the books I wanted) because the light as so bright. Elsewhere, light seemed to have a film in front of it making it dusty muffling and sepia toned.

[a sketch of this]
The right Barnes & Noble. The Place to Be.

And now tonight I'm at a coffee shop on A (before I go to Guerrilla Lit - I hope to be terrified). It is very dark dim. Just the tiniest chandelier candle lights above and candles on the tables. I sit alone – far back – black coffee – candle – RWC3: The Church in the Roman Empire – Village Voice – pencil. Spoon. The place is dark wood and orange Christmas light for Halloween. And it's gray and gimy and rain and moldering outside. Christ. I feel besieged like always, but now I feel it most strongly.

[two sketches, one of the room, one of my table and its accoutrements]

There is a tradition in all this. More than I will remember but at the front of it: the Hamlet reading at UT in the 3^floor Theater directed by SMH where Judd was the Prince of rotten Denmark. Sometimes (rarely) at St. Thomas the Apostle. Then also at listening to Poison (a bit) by Laurie Anderson. The UT moment was potent. Another potent: Jr. High Drama Club. And the Nintendo Power rendering of FFII (so the beginning of 7^th grade. So Drama Club. I do believe that it has to do with October/November... and also lots of umbral dark pitch black dark and beaten wood.

In 7^th grade, Auditions at the Gym.

[sketch of this]
black ceiling
blue mesh net ->
volleyball ->
practicing ->
watching ->
auditioning ->
watching ->
black floor

Overheard here: "...and my body is deteriorating..." "no focus" "no focus" "only think, like, that I can initially connect to."

Two related things – strong for NYC. (I think) – have to figure out. It's dense. Hard.

1. from Cricket/ghoststories (clock, etc.)

[sketch of the below]
sewar grate
far overhead

This was the prison in NYC where a demihuman antediluvian was kept and he was so old that his emotions had all eroded and dissolved away. He was also deeply ambivalent about his captivity seemed a cathedral w. the grate cover above working like stained glass.
(Also: Watership Down)

2. from Flint: "The Flushing/Eastside. Bizarre.

3. from NYC? Or Europe? Out of time. More later.

Quick Schematic.

[sketch of this]
Neoclassical official
bldg.s and maybe a brick tenement or two
Italian-style
Romanesque.
Medici. Ominous.
Cold/Forbitting town square where the ghosts whistle by
Statue of
Death as a
Beautiful
Woman

Darby O'Gill and the Little People.
To Guerrilla Lit.

Labels: agnosticism, BODY, esotericism, hermeticism, religion, syncretism

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Body: Today is the Feast of St. Luke.

Labels: BODY, Christianity, religion

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Body: Weight.

I usually get myself into situations that cause sparks. I mean I'm a girl that likes the storms. I love feeling alive, I love walking out in the cold in my bare feet and feeling the ice on my toes.
- Tori Amos

The end may justify the means as long as there is something that justifies the end.
- Leon Trotsky

In nonnullus causa silentium est periculosus.
- Saint Ambrose

Labels: BODY, gothic funk

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Body: Lip Balm.

Chapstick.

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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Body: Dot Dot Dot.

. . .

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Thursday, September 20, 2007

Body: Dot.

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Thursday, September 13, 2007

Body: Draught. (Mysteries of Udolpho)

A servant now appeared with Annette, and conducted Emily to her chamber, which was in a remote part of the castle, and at the very end of the corridor, from whence the suite of apartments opened, through which they had been wandering. The lonely aspect of her room made Emily unwilling that Annette should leave her immediately, and the dampness of it chilled her with more than fear. She begged Caterina, the servant of the castle, to bring some wood and light a fire.

"Aye, lady, it's many a year since a fire was lighted here," said Caterina.

"You need not tell us that, good woman," said Annette; "every room in the castle feels like a well. I wonder how you contrive to live here; for my part, I wish myself at Venice again."

The lonely aspect of her room made Emily unwilling that Annette should leave her immediately, and the dampness of it chilled her with more than fear. The lonely aspect of her room made Emily unwilling that Annette should leave her immediately, and the dampness of it chilled her with more than fear.

"You need not tell us that, good woman," said Annette; "every room in the castle feels like a well. I wonder how you contrive to live here; for my part, I wish myself at Venice again."

Emily waved her hand for Caterina to fetch the wood.

"You need not tell us that, good woman," said Annette; "every room in the castle feels like a well. I wonder how you contrive to live here; for my part, I wish myself at Venice again."

The lonely aspect of her room made Emily unwilling that Annette should leave her immediately, and the dampness of it chilled her with more than fear. She begged Caterina, the servant of the castle, to bring some wood and light a fire.

"You need not tell us that, good woman," said Annette; "every room in the castle feels like a well. I wonder how you contrive to live here; for my part, I wish myself at Venice again."

Emily waved her hand for Caterina to fetch the wood. The lonely aspect of her room made Emily unwilling that Annette should leave her immediately, and the dampness of it chilled her with more than fear. The lonely aspect of her room made Emily unwilling that Annette should leave her immediately, and the dampness of it chilled her with more than fear. Emily waved her hand for Caterina to fetch the wood. Emily waved her hand for Caterina to fetch the wood.

Labels: BODY, gothic funk, Writing

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Body: Bizarre Delusions.

Bizarre delusions are false beliefs whose contents are absurd and have no possible basis in fact. An example is a man who believed that when his adenoids were removed in childhood, a box with wires was placed in his head so that the voice he heard was that of the governor.

Doctor, Ronald M., and Ada P. Kahn. "delusions (types)." The Encyclopedia of Phobias, Fears, and Anxieties, Second Edition. New York: Facts On File, Inc., 2000. Facts On File, Inc. Health Reference Center. .

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A totally implausible idea or belief that is idiosyncratic and would not be believed as true by anyone. For example, a psychotic individual may believe that singer Diana Ross is the "Antichrist" or that singer Madonna is the biblical "Whore of Babylon."

Noll, Richard. "bizarre delusions." The Encyclopedia of Schizophrenia and Other Psychotic Disorders, Second Edition. New York: Facts On File, Inc., 2001. Facts On File, Inc. Health Reference Center. .

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For example, a psychotic individual may believe that the expression on television newsman Dan Rather's face is a secret message that is intended just for that person.

Noll, Richard. "delusions of reference." The Encyclopedia of Schizophrenia and Other Psychotic Disorders, Second Edition. New York: Facts On File, Inc., 2001. Facts On File, Inc. Health Reference Center. .

Labels: biology, BODY

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Syncretism.

Meandering thoughts this Thursday morning.

One of the major reasons I ultimately left the Unitarian Church was because its defined search for truth was so unfocused that it didn't offer me much by way of spiritual nourishment.

That said, looking back at the changes in religion and religious organization over the last millennium, and then considering the present and future, I wonder what changes are ahead. Straightforward syncretism is rarely fruitful. There has to be tension involved (ie. a questing) involved in building any religion with cultural staying power. Religious progress always seems to happen in the context of a struggle to articulate something intangible and difficult, and to reconcile it with different classes, regions, and world views. Formulaic syncretism neither benefits from nor adequately confronts these complexities; it simply aligns correspondant tropes and concepts and equates them with each other. Since this does not force a spiritual reckoning, neither does it engender a fertile field of religious contemplation or inquiry.

I think, however, that religious syncretism has a role to play in the future. I've been struck recently by certain similarities and differences between Buddhism and Christianity as expansive "missionary" religions. By way of similarities, both sprang from ancient, ethnically defined religions, achieved dramatic success far from home, and proved as durable and elastic as their predecessors. Among interesting differences, and those which to me suggest the most fruitful syncretic possibilities, are not overlaps, but in fact points of difference in their resort to elaboration and austerity. For example, in theravada Buddhism, the Buddha abjures any claim to godhood or messianism, defining his precepts as a moral code and an approach to enlightenment. As against this, Christianity, which is epistemologically explicit, could possibly benefit from the very nuanced, and in some ways very different, Buddhist understanding of humility and obligation.

But this is all I can say about this without learning much much more.

Labels: BODY, Buddhism, Christianity, religion, syncretism, theology

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Body: A haunted castle

   that will soon be a ghost itself.

Labels: BODY, history, syncretism

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Body: Driveby on Newton, Evolution, and the Boston Globe.

Sam sent me this Op-Ed from the Boston Globe and this more coherent rebuttal.

Here's what I contributed to the discussion:

You are 100% correct. And here's the real irony. Newton would surely have rejected today's creationism both with and without the benefit of today's better science.

I say "with" because as a scientist Newton understood the need to look at evidence impartially and objectively. In his day there was compelling evidence that the earth revolved around the sun, though the Bible essentially states the opposite. Newton accepted this, however religious he may have been. There was, however, little of the compelling evidence available today that suggested evolution or the age of the Earth, which is why he (and pretty much everyone) was a comfortable creationist.

I say "without" because the premise of a "young-earth" today is not what it was a few hundred years ago. Taking every word of the Bible literally is largely a product of the 20th century - most typically the latter 20th century, and has more to do with politics than with an honest wrestling with the word of God. In the 1600s, a lot of the Bible was accepted as metaphorical and allegorical, as invested with truth and not necessarily fact: camels through the eyes of needles and all that. Todays' creationism is an abomination that flies in the face not only of accepted science but also of respectable and rigorous theology. I think that Newton would be repulsed by creationism today.

Labels: Bible, BODY, Christianity, evolution, religion, science, theology

Friday, July 20, 2007

Body: 100 Places outside of the U.S. I'd Like to Live (2007).

I do this once a year, 99% from memory. It's a fun exercise, and it's interesting to see what changes from year to year. I choose 100 places outside of my country (the U.S.) that I would like to live for at least 3 months. This assumes food/clothing/shelter, and some discretionary income. I pick places based on how interesting they seem. If I think I can learn more from a place I've already lived, I put it down too. If you want, you can leave a comment with a list of whatever-number-you-like of interesting 3-month homes from outside your own country.

Accra, Ghana
Adamstown, Pitcairn Islands (United Kingdom)
Ambon City, Indonesia
Asmara, Eritria
Athens, Greece
Auckland, New Zealand
Baghdad, Iraq
Baia Mare, Romania
Baku, Azerbaijan
Basra, Iraq
Beijing, China
Beirut, Lebanon
Berlin, Germany
Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan
Bucharest, Romania
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Cairo, Egypt
Calcutta, India
Cape Town, South Africa
Cardiff, Wales
Cartagena, Colombia
Chennai, India
City of Rhodes, Greece
Cluj-Napoca, Romania
Constanta, Romania
Cusco, Peru
Dar es Salaam, Tanzania
Delhi, India
Dhaka, Bangladesh
Dublin, Ireland
Dunedin, New Zealand
Edinburgh of the Seven Seas, Tristan da Cunha (United Kingdom)
Ennis, Ireland
Gdańsk, Poland
Guatemala City, Guatemala
Havana, Cuba
Heraklion, Greece
Ho Chi Minh City, Vienam
Hobart, Australia
Hong Kong, China
Iasi, Romania
Irkutsk, Russia
Istanbul, Turkey
Jakarta, Indonesia
Jerusalem, Israel
Karachi, Pakistan
Kiev, Ukraine
Kingston, Jamaica
Lagos, Nigeria
Lahore, Pakistan
Lhasa, Tibet (China)
London, United Kingdom
Lusaka, Zambia
Managua, Nicaragua
McMurdo Base, Antarctica
Mecca, Saudi Arabia
Medina, Saudi Arabia
Mérida, Mexico
Mexico City, Mexico
Moscow, Russia
Mumbai, India
Muzari Sharif, Afghanistan
Nairobi, Kenya
Naples, Italy
Neuquén, Argentina
Nouakchott, Mauritania
Paris, France
Perth, Australia
Placencia, Belize
Ploiesti, Romania
Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea
Prague, The Czech Republic
Rio de Janiero, Brazil
Rome, Italy
San Juan, Puerto Rico (United States)
Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic
Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina
Seoul, South Korea
Seville, Spain
Singapore
South Pole Base, Antarctica
Sparta, Greece
Srinagar, India
St. Petersburg, Russia
Tallinn, Estonia
T'Bilisi, Georgia
Tehran, Iran
Timbuktu, Mali
Tokyo, Japan
Tulcea, Romania
Uummannaq, Greenland (Denmark)
Vancouver, Canada
Venice, Naples
Vilnius, Lithuania
Vladivostok, Russia
Weno, The Federated States of Micronesia
Windhoek, Namibia
Yakutsk, Russia
Yellowknife, Canada
Zanzibar City, Tanzania

Labels: BODY, World

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Body: 100 Places in the U.S. I'd Like to Live (2007).

I do this once a year, 99% from memory. It's a fun exercise, and it's interesting to see what changes from year to year. I choose 100 places in my country (the U.S.) that I would like to live for at least 3 months. This assumes food/clothing/shelter, and some discretionary income. I pick places based on how interesting they seem. If I think I can learn more from a place I've already lived, I put it down too.

For today's question of the day, do this exercise yourself choosing whatever-number-you-like of interesting 3-month homes from your own country.

Albuquerque, New Mexico
Anchorage, Alaska
Atlanta, Georgia
Atlantic City, New Jersey
Austin, Texas
Baltimore, Maryland
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Boston: South, Massachusetts
Charleston, West Virginia
Chicago: Rogers Park, Illinois
Chicago: Edgewater Beach, Illinois
Chicago: Uptown, Illinois
Chicago: Pilsen, Illinois
Chicago: Bronzeville, Illinois
Chicago: Back of the Yards, Illinois
Chicago: Bridgeport, Illinois
Chicago: South Shore, Illinois
Chicago: Roseland, Illinois
Chicago: Pullman, Illinois
Chicago: East Side, Illinois
Cincinatti, Ohio
Cleveland, Ohio
Davenport, Iowa
Denver, Colorado
Detroit: Denby, Michigan
Detroit: Boynton, Michigan
Detroit: Downtown, Michigan
Detroit: Corktown, Michigan
Detroit: Van Steuban, Michigan
Emporia, Kansas
Eureka, California
Fairbanks, Alaska
Flint: Downtown, Michigan
Flint: Carriage Town, Michigan
Flint: Hall's Flats, Michigan
Flint: Civic Park, Michigan
Flint: Eastside, Michigan
Flint: East Village, Michigan
Flint: Sugar Hill, Michigan
Flint: Westside, Michigan
Flint: Glenwood Hills, Michigan
Flint: 3rd Avenue Neighborhood, Michigan
Flint: The Hole, Michigan
Flint: Mott Park, Michigan
Hamtramck, Michigan
Harrison, Arkansas
Harrison, Michigan
Hilo, Hawaii
Holbrook, Arizona
Homestead, Florida
Honolulu, Hawaii
Houghton, Michigan
Iota, Louisiana
Jackson, Wyoming
Kalamazoo, Michigan
Kansas City, Missouri
Lake Lure, North Carolina
Little Rock, Arkansas
Los Alamos, New Mexico
Los Angeles (Echo Park), California
Louisville, Kentucky
Marquette, Michigan
Memphis, Tennessee
Meredith, Michigan
Miami, Florida
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
Nashville, Tennessee
New Orleans, Louisiana
New York City: Alphabet City, New York
New York City: Bedford-Stuyvesant, New York
New York City: Harlem, New York
New York City: Inwood, New York
New York City: Jackson Heights, New York
New York City: Coney Island, New York
Oakland, California
Omaha, Nebraska
Pahokee, Florida
Pentwater, Michigan
Philadelphia: South Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Portland, Oregon
Providence, Rhode Island
Raleigh, North Carolina
Rapid City, South Dakota
Reno, Nevada
Saginaw: Westside, Michigan
St. Louis, Missouri
Salt Lake City, Utah
San Francisco, California
Savanna, Georgia
Seattle, Washington
Suttons Bay, Michigan
Traverse City, Michigan
Washington, District of Columbia
West Hollywood, California
Wheeling, West Virginia
Yazoo City, Mississippi
Zanesville (South Side), Ohio
Zion, Illinois

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