I subscribe to a men's fashion blog called Four Pins, and I used to love it. I read it every day since its inception, but I got one too many doses of the word "alphets" thanks to yesterday's e-mail digest. I don't know if they think they're cool or just trying too hard to be funny, but using the non-words "alphets" or "alphet" or "alphits" or "alfits" to replace "outfits" is unacceptable. It made me so mad that I unsubscribed from their e-mails. I can't stand seeing "alphets" in an otherwise intelligent blog. Here is the blog that broke the camel's back:
Long sleeve polos were very much my thing in junior high. Shit like that and rugby shirts paired with incredibly baggy khaki pants was the maneuver for a few years straight. I remember I thought a white polo like this Palace shirt, khakis and a Tigers hat worn backwards was the fucking truth when it came to alphets. I also remember hemp necklaces making sporadic appearances. Remember hot girls that made hemp necklaces? If I had a kid and he came home from school with a hemp necklace on I'd be like, "Ah, I see you, seed. You trying to get some under-the-shirt-over-the bra action at a 7:30 showing of Happy Gilmore? Just remember, not all hemp necklaces last forever, nah mean?" Yeah, I would be a pretty shitty dad.
I'm over this bullshit. Spell words as they were meant to be spelled and stop making up your own weird pop culture zeitgeist shit. It's even on Urban Dictionary, which makes it more idiotic. No one thinks it's funny. It only makes you look stupid. Stop it!
I'm kind of in awe of the article I just read in the Guardian about Impostor Syndrome, which has apparently been studied for years. I had never heard of it, but immediately identified with its subject, feeling like a fraud.
When I was moving through the ranks of business, when I was employed in that realm, no matter how many promotions I got, I felt I would never be good enough, that there was always someone better. Same with writing. I always feel like what I write is crap, and there will be someone waiting in the sidelines to write a scathing critique, and consider someone else superior. It's inescapable for me.
So, having read this article, I am finally validated in my feeling like this. I've never heard it talked about before, and now I have a starting point for researching this phenomenon of Impostor Syndrome and how it has affected my life.
Two US sociologists, Jessica Collett and Jade Avelis, wanted to know why so many female academics opt for "downshifting": setting out towards a high-status tenured post, then switching to something less ambitious. Contrary to received wisdom, their survey of 460 doctoral students revealed that it wasn't to do with wanting a "family-friendly" lifestyle. Instead, impostorism was to blame. They also uncovered a nasty irony. It's long been known that impostorism afflicts more women than men – one of many reasons that institutions match younger women academics with high-ranking female mentors. But some survey responses suggested those mentors might make things worse, because students felt like impostors compared with them. "One said she suspected her mentor was secretly Superwoman," Science Careers magazine reported. "How could she ever live up to that example?"
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My name is Nicholas Emeigh, but everyone calls me Nick, and I prefer it. I'm usually called Nicholas when I'm in trouble. I'm from the Philadelphia area, work in business, and fancy myself as a freelance graphic designer, writer, and artist. I have a passion for art in all its forms including music, but I restrict my singing to the shower and the car for the good of society. If you'd like to know more, just send me an e-mail. I really appreciate you stopping by.