I like cultural studies.
Of course, there's a lot of BS in it and it's the epitome of
post-modern feminist critique (not necessarily conflict-studies)
style academia. But it's fascinating stuff and has a flair to it
that you won't likely find in anthropology, sociology,
ethnography, media studies, marketing, etc and you can learn a
lot from it, mostly about ourselves and about the authors
sometimes as well.
The thing that's marvelous is that it allows one to validate a
perspective, drawing upon a multidisciplinary, cross-cultural
exploration of the various intersecting paradigms which an
individual, lost amidst the wide array of conflicting imageries
presented to us by an increasingly fragmented yet apparently
unified barrage of sensory input into our emotionally
constructed deviant selves, and providing a clarity unseen
before in the history of humanity as we strive to reach the
pinnacle of human evolutionary progress into the very
singularity itself within which a Cambrian explosion of new
artificial intelligence will emerge upon the planet which has
been wearied by the oppressive regimes of religious dogma since
time immemorial, releasing us from the very shackles of
ourselves.
