my phil of soph

hi my name is Stephanie Spivak and I like philosophy, prose, and poetry

I generally have been craving to return to this state where I am able to listen to my body; When I am tired or feeling like I'm getting ill, I want to rest. When I am feeling sad or bad, I want to sit with it instead of running away. When my body needs exercise, I need to do that. When I am craving certain foods or even a fast, I want to honor that.

Life fluctuates, naturally, and sometimes I am connected with my interoception (and will-power), and other times less-so. While being on vacation, I have been inspired to take better care of myself as I have seen how great my body feels when I exercise daily. And this whole debacle with the food poisoning has made me re-appreciate feeling healthy in my gut.

But listening to your body is a little different for women because of our menstrual cycles; unlike men, we experience hormone fluctuations an changes on a monthly cycle, not a daily one. So the typical model of feeling one way in the morning, another in the afternoon, and another way at night, every single day, in the same way, does not work for us. Who else has incredibly productive weeks, active and energized weeks, lethargic and painful weeks, and neutral weeks? Who else feels this difference in their productivity at work, their desire and ability to clean, how socializing feels, for example?

I can make an entire post about each part of the monthly cycle, what they are categorized by, and what we ought to do during them. Perhaps I will.

But let me leave you with this: pay attention to when you are pre-menstrual, post-menstrual, and ovulating, and take note of how you feel during these times. And take iron at the beginning of your cycle.

"What foods hinder iron absorption?
If you’re nuts about nuts, whole grains, cereal, soy and legumes, you might need to check the packaging for phytate. Just a small amount can significantly decrease iron absorption, with one study finding that eating just 250 mg resulted in 82% of iron not being absorbed. 3,4,5 Foods rich in calcium have also been found to impact iron absorption, despite it being an essential mineral. Nonetheless, the negative effect of phytate can be counteracted by consuming foods that enhance non-heme iron absorption, such as vitamin C or meat.6 In fact, studies have revealed that just a tiny portion of milk, cheese or calcium supplement can reduce iron absorption by 50-60%.7"

"What foods help you absorb more iron?
Foods that are high in vitamin C like citrus fruits, dark leafy vegetables, melons, peppers and strawberries all capture non-heme iron, making it easier for your body to absorb it.9
Vitamin A is key as well. You can find this in carrots, spinach, sweet potatoes, squad, kale, cantaloupe, peaches, oranges, apricots and red peppers. One study found that meals containing vitamin A increased iron absorption by up to 200% for rice, 80% for wheat and 140% for corn.5"

https://www.hollandandbarrett.com/the-health-hub/vitamins-and-supplements/minerals/iron/how-much-iron-is-your-body-absorbing/#skip-1

https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/iron-deficiency-anemia/symptoms-causes/syc-20355034
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/24778671
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/20200263 
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/24778671
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/11029010 
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/21462112 
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/1984335 
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/10799377 
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/11029010 
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/20200263
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/20200263

Except for that I am grateful for my parents, and I really am grateful to no longer be ill.

Classic tropical island affliction of eating the wrong thing and then suffering in various, unnamable ways for multiple hours, one of which happens to be a pathological fear of mine I’ve worked to overcome in recent years (emetophobia…)

I am grateful it’s mostly over, I am grateful to be able to lay down without getting nauseous, grateful for states absent of pain and nausea, and overall grateful for Enterosgel and Biseptol (not sponsored, but the Russian Immigrant secret to these stomach infections).

I am counting on this having been a 12 hour thing. I will be careful with what I eat today and take it easy, anticipating some flare ups with food later. But I am out of the woods and so so happy my parents love me and took care of me.

I will attempt to go sit on the beach now, sparing a bathroom emergency (finger crossed).

But I have recently returned to a Twitter-like social media platform, recently creates and now called Bluesky (stephaniespivak.bsky.social).

That’s all for now folks.

I think it's time for a real, fleshed out discussion on fascism. Both political sides have been throwing that word around in regard to the other for many years now, and subsequently winning support because of it. But I don't think, based on the essence and definition of fascism, that both can be true at the same time. I could be wrong, and the liberals could in fact be fascists in some capacity (or in a real capacity even) but perhaps not in the same way the Trump administration, the neoliberal conservatives, the radical Christian Republicans, are, could and perhaps will be.

I think a part of this is that we have taken for granted that people know what fascism actually is. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no expert, but I believe I have a grasp on the authoritarian aspect of it just from watching what has been happening in Russia unfold over my lifetime, and watching my family’s response to it. I believe the relationship between the news and media, political agendas and messages, and the peoples’ understanding of politics, government, and subsequently themselves and each other, are at the center of fascism, and that is where we watch it play out and develop before we see it come to light in something like a Holocaust. And the key feature of this ecosystem is a brainwashing, for lack of a better word (this word is triggering for people so perhaps I ought to find another one) that leads its supporters to not see it for what it is. But what is it?

I think, and these are my thoughts before any cited literature, just from experience, that a key element of this fascism-facilitating media is a reverence and moral positioning of the army and police, aka, military authority. This is a key element in fascism, I believe. I think the reason fascism and authoritarianism are so effective, malicious, insidious, and hard to spot and eliminate is a dual-policing/observation/disciplining that arises from both an authoritarian military/police force, and people themselves, policing themselves, in a Foucault-ian type disciplinary power mechanism as described in Discipline and Punish. (I wonder if he has references to fascism in that book, go look it up later). These things, in part, arise from the media; specifically, how it portrays military authority, and how it manipulates people into this surveillance.

Before we even get to the kind of surveillance that leads people to report or rat out opposition or dissidents to someone else, what is created is this monitoring of peoples’ political beliefs and attitudes, and a villainization of them. An othering, so to speak, but much more insidious than just “othering”. The specific process of villainizing is key to why and how fascism works, at all, but especially interpersonally. The irony here, as with all of fascism, is that when the anti-fascist side calls out and names said fascism, they are in turn called the fascists, and accused of villainizing those people attempting to bring fascism into power. This is the accusation being a confession; the vital and insidious mechanism of redirecting peoples’ understandings of these concepts, so that they could never accuse or accept their own parties, leaders, media, and beliefs being the fascists, without experiencing serious cognitive dissonance. Back to villainizing; so this happens with dissidents, the other, people who disagree with the soon to be fascist party. This happens with the leaders in the opposition. And this happens conceptually with the positions and beliefs of the other party, in our case, things like climate change, for example, which are used as a method of pushing fascist agendas, or even simply just radicalizing and convincing the fascism supporters.

I’m getting away from myself as there is simply so much to say and point out.

A key element in fascism is this veneration of military authority, as it is one of the two integral parts of how fascism sustains itself in the ecosystem of peoples’ daily lives. The other part is policing each other, which warrants an entire other discussion that has a lot of moving parts, as two paragraphs ago highlights.

So I believe this has been happening in our media very prominently over however many years. A review of popular media would be interesting for this part, but an obvious one I can think of is the Marvel universe. Not only because of the conceptual content being this military valorization, but because of the nature of the films themselves. Scorsese's criticism comes to mind, (and a recent philosophical discussion I had about comforting, uncritical media, and how there is a link between those prone to falling into fascist ideology, and those who gravitate towards this kind of media. The placation, comforting, validation, and uncritical-ness disguised as deep critical concepts, all being keys in how media works to manipulate). (Also, this is unsubstantiated at all, but military-entertainment complex? US department of defense funding movies? Is Marvel in that? Lots of important things to look into, flesh out, point out, and discuss).

Media has two parts, projects such as movies and the news. The news isn’t not to be trusted in the sense that it is literally made up, like some would have us believe, but because it is to be taken with a grain of salt. Again, this recurring theme among fascists of taking a truth, and spinning it into an untruth, but because it is based in truth, we accept the premise and assume the conclusion is correct. The phenomena of PR (public relations) companies collaborating with politics and the news (is a crazy new world to me) is key here. What gets shown in the news, why, by who, and for what purpose? This is vital.

The news serves as an important conduit for political messaging, as it is meant to affect peoples’ opinions and thus their votes. Some would argue that this is a normal and vital aspect of democracy, being presented with views and then choosing and voting. Sure, we ought to stay informed in a democracy. But where is that line between presenting facts, news, and giving a persuasive speech, and straight up manipulation? That is a question for psychologists, perhaps, and political/sociological theorists (all of which stem from philosophers but we’re not ready for that conversation). This is perhaps something that can be seen in Russia, today, or Germany, back then, as a case study, in addition to the military venerating media (Russia for sure, the way they conceive of WWII).

Media plays an integral role in the rise and sustainability of fascism because of how it forms our thoughts and beliefs about the world. Media tells us who to villainize, what to believe, what is true, who to follow, and most importantly, why we are on the right side of history. This is a pivotal moment where the definition of fascism, why it is bad, and where it is truly playing out, is vital to articulate, because the simple truth of the power of media, itself, can point to anyone being a fascist. It can be justified that liberals are fascists because they engage with media in the same way the rising fascists do. There is a key difference that lies in the content of the media, particularly the news, that distinguishes fascist ideology from other kinds of ideology (because yes of course much of liberalism is ideology, see Žižek, and some of it’s negative ostracizing and othering acts like cancel culture and intense political correctness is in part why America swung to the right this recent election).

So, what is fascism? (Why and how) Are liberals not fascists? And how is Trump facilitating fascism?

A lot here I wish to expand on in future essays.

I think I feel like I wish to swim out into the sea past the boundary of the reef. I want to swim till I exhaust myself, till my legs can no longer sustain myself, and I am forced to let go and float. Carried and washed by the waves pure exhaustion, body limp.

Will it drift me back to shore or out to endless infinity? The unforgiving restless ocean rocking its constituents unpredictable overpowering. The only hope for rescue martyred saviors, happenstance, or the fortunate flowing back to an indeterminate equanimous indifferent, callous shore.

I wish to swim out into the sea until I can swim no longer, and see where the ocean wishes to take me, relinquishing control, letting something else decide my fate, the fate of my soul.

I think I feel like I wish to swim out into the sea, past the boundary of the reef and calm waters. I want to let myself swim until I exhaust myself, until my legs can no longer sustain movement, and I am forced to let go and float. I float on my back being carried and washed by the waves, pure exhaustion, and let the water drift my limp body. Will it drift me back to shore or out into the endless infinity of the sea? The unforgiving restless ocean, rocking its constituents, unpredictable and strong. Overpowering even. With the only hope for rescue being martyred saviors, happenstance, or the fortunate flowing back to an indeterminate shore. I wish to swim out into the sea until I can swim no longer and see where it takes me, relinquishing control over myself and my life, and letting something else decide my fate.

Meaning, I wake up, write, reflect, create, and post, whatever it is that's on my mind that day? Interesting concept but I suppose this is like Twitter (RIP) on steroids given the absurd character count. A little too free and unrestricted, if you ask me, as I can babble on and on.

Anyway, Hello. You'll find some older poems I decided to post as a trial run. Currently, I'm working on writing everyday. Whether this be a short story, a poem, reflecting on current events, personal ramblings, or some philosophy (in preparation for applying to grad school, wish me luck), I aim to post at least something every single day.

Today I spent some time at the beach in Puerto Plata, Dominican Republic editing an old final paper from a philosophy seminar on color. The topic is color adverbialism and its compatibility with color realism, with some dual referent view and pragmatism thrown in there. It's an already written ten page paper that would be fine as a writing sample.

I also spent some time outlining a paper I wish to write detailing how Heidegger got Nietzsche dead wrong, and why this is important.

Also, perhaps this concept of adverbialism could be applied to some thoughts I have about the self...

So here we have it, a blog post. Be on the look out for some philosophical ramblings soon, perhaps even some political commentary.

Until next time,

Stephanie Spivak

I was immature back in the day;
I just didn’t know how to communicate
I was growing and learning, and I still am;
I didn’t know how to say what I wanted to say.
And things could have been different 
if I was who I am today
so I guess this is a poem about the one that got away

There was always something about the way your name rolled off my tongue. I spoke that word like poetry, like songs Gods sung. Waves of bliss would cradle me like rays of morning sun and lust would lull my soul to sleep with a honeysuckle hum.

If the only planes I could meet you in and have you in my sight are the lucid, deceptive hallucinations I go to in the night, then I would put my soul to rest, relinquishing the light, because I hunger for you deeper than merely appetite.

Give me a glimpse as fantasy is what keeps me alive. I would be content with just a dream a mirage in my mind’s eye. I awaken slowly, damning the morning, dissevered from the high as reality slowly sets in that you were never mine.

Even if it’ll never be, just a momentary lie, I dream of you relentlessly, a chokehold on my mind. The clutches of a succubus, delinquent, yet divine I love a man I barely touched, lips only once intwined.

But I feel the feeling of his skin as if it happened all the time.

It’s been seven years and I clearly hear the way he said my name. I can paint a portrait of his smile like I saw it yesterday.

I recall with clarity how close we came to love, and wonder still if there’s a chance to try again one day.

But he loves another woman now.

The one that got away.

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