Lying Media Bastards

January 17, 2006

What Up, Jake?

Sometime near the end of high school, I came to realize that I had some sort of long-term mental/behavioral cycle. I’d have an absorption phase, where I’d read like crazy, taking in all sorts of knowledge and literature. Some months later, I’d have sort of an output phase, where I’d have synthesized a bunch of this new info and now I was constantly thinking and writing. Then months later, I’d have an art phase, where I’d do a bunch of drawing, painting and experimenting.

Once I started getting into politics, I sort of excised the art phase. It seemed too self-indulgent. And years later, I thought I was done with these cycles altogether. Until now, where I clearly seem to be in an absorption phase. The lack of posts on this site is a dead giveaway. On top of that, I’m spending all my time on the net, reading articles, as well as reading books on Iraq, media, agriculture, and the drug industry, and listening to all sorts of news and politics on the radio.

I’m not sure if I should try to fight this urge and put more effort into writing, or just do my light blog posting and keep on filling my brain.


It’s my birthday today, so I think posting will be light this week no matter what (I tend to stretch these things out). It’s been a life-saving year, where I was able to pick my battered self up off the floor, dust myself off, get my bearings and rest up a bit. This is in no small part due to the generosity of my dad, who’s let me stay at his place all these months. I can’t thank him enough for that. Also many thanks to the boss at my new(-ish) job, who hired me when she probably didn’t need to, and gave me a path out of LA.

But I have stayed here too long. I’ve gotten a bit complacent about things, and have also been infected by the unique relaxation that comes with beach communities. I mean, you’ve got a home, a family, and you live by the beach, you probably feel like you’ve made it. There’s just not a sense of urgency around here, but I’ve got no interest in this particular rut/groove. I plan to soon move down closer to San Diego proper, towards the more politicized and creative folk I’ve met through my radio work (big howdy’s and thanks to RadioActive folk).

Looks like my writing work with Amnesty International is finally going to kick off into… well, not “high gear”… maybe first gear. And I’ll be on the lookout for additional writing work, and I plan on writing a book, if I can figure out a politics & media topic that hasn’t already been done to death (although maybe I’ll hold off on the new writing projects till I’m out of my “absorb mass quantities” funk). I’m also hoping to hit up a couple of indymedia/activist conferences before the year’s out, so I’ll get in a little traveling and networking.

So there you go, a fairly selfish post, me me me and where I’m at.

Posted by Jake on January 17, 2006 1:46 am


  1. me me me. you’re so retro. i thought it was the 80s. happy birthday.

    Comment by kittie — January 17, 2006 @ 2:52 am

  2. Happy Birthday Sir!

    Many thanks for writing this blog, it’s much appreciated

    Comment by ben — January 17, 2006 @ 3:34 am

  3. Happy Birthday man. Keep up the good work.

    Comment by pointfour — January 17, 2006 @ 10:00 am

  4. Happy birthday!

    Comment by Amanda Marcotte — January 17, 2006 @ 5:56 pm

  5. Happy Birthday Jake!!! Good luck with your future endeavors!!!

    Comment by caseygirl — January 18, 2006 @ 8:29 am

  6. happy b-day mr sexton.

    Comment by ryan anderson — January 19, 2006 @ 8:25 am

  7. Happy birthday. Hope you’re having a wonderful time, and good luck with the new changes you’re talking about. Sounds great!

    Comment by michele. — January 22, 2006 @ 12:46 pm

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