Come October, It's the Lake Not the Border

• October spectacular, we've stayed close to home to drive less hike more Earthgirl paint longer, October the best month here, nothing second
  
• Yesterday Ten Mile Creek Trail (my compulsion to type Will Bayne in his green Dodge Dart runs down a cat)
• our favorite trail in Moco, would be without my compulsion to type Will Bayne in his green Dodge Dart runs down a cat, just a wonderful windy narrow path through a variety of trees and plants and 1950s junked cars no, we haven't walked up to photo, not next Saturday because:
  

• On a Saturday of two peak weeks for foliage in piedmont Maryland, Montgomery Parks plans to close a trail popular with mountain bikers and hikers, closing to mountain bikers and hikers so deer can be killed by fucks who enjoy killing animals
  
• Set aside the fucks who enjoy killing animals, someone at Montgomery Parks *OKed* deer-hunting on a Saturday of two peak weeks for foliage in piedmont Maryland, one if good weather would be one of four busiest days in Moco woods in any calendar year, on a popular trail with steep ravines and blind curves, so fucks who enjoy killing animals can shoot at anything that moves in the woods
• Risk Management OKed this?
  
• Fuck the fucks who enjoy killing animals, I'll read how this is actual kindness to deer who suffer in large populations as natural habitat turns into motherfucking Outlet Clarksburg and how extra venison will be given to food banks, and fuck that, and fuck the fucks who enjoy killing deer, get off most if killed deer has antlers, happy enough to kill does and fawns
  
• We hiked Rachel Carson on Saturday, it's six miles east of Ten Mile Creek Trail via Zion to Sundown to Brink to 355 to Old West Baltimore to Clarksburg Road, five to seven years between two to four of my plot lines
  
• It had deer kill yellow signs up also too 
• I didn't read them for all I know Montgomery Parks will endanger hikers also too there on a Saturday of either two peak weekends for foliage in piedmont Maryland
• the neon plastic grid assignments to fucks who like to kill animals wrapped on trees and park stiles and sharpee labeled boundaries of the grids each fuck who enjoys killing deer is assigned, fine metaphors abound

 

• Good Faith
• Shitlords and free speech
• The Neo-Imperialist's Burden
• The United States of Paranoia
• Crackerstan
• Everywhere 
• The Left's nationalism dilemma 
• What's in a vote
• Trump and our shitlords, or: it's always decorum, never policy
• Broken norms
• List of atrocities 
• This weekend's band from my crates of CDs

• The shitlords of San Francisco 
• Being an asshole to Palestinians is an excellent way to launch a media career in the United States
• African-American cemeteries and local shitlords' desire for Lexus Lanes
• The colour of disenchantment: But the argument I am making, if it even is an argument, is that technology has shaped our sense of colour …has conditioned our perception and narrowed it. There are amazing histories of colour (especially in pigments…one such is https://hyperallergic.com/74661/the-colorful-stories-of-5-obsolete-art-pigments/) And this shaping has had a ripple effect of sorts. The psychological paths, whether neural or just as meta-narrative, extend to near everything. The child raised by technological colour cannot see Rembrandt’s browns or whites, partly because they have been conditioned to scan and not look. Couple this is the erosion of language, the deskilling of crafts-makers, and the general innumeracy in the society at large, and the result is the shocking zombie creatures walking among us. A generation that pays most attention to screens is going to grow accustomed to the light and colour of those screens. And that is the shortwave length visible light of smartphones and tablets. The implications are interesting to consider. Again, walk around Milan and decide if the LED street lighting is an improvement.
• I know this blogger who insists the first defining moment of his life was the television toggle from black and white to color, motherfucker won't shut up about it
• 2020 October 17
• Maggie's weekly links
• { feuilleton }'s weekly links 
• Corgi mixed breeds look like corgis
• Gaddis' disorderly inferno

[Come October, it's the lake not the border]

Lyn Hejinian

Come October, it’s the lake not the border

that has been redrawn. Thinking

about the event afterwards, I realize how remarkably well-prepared   

the girls are. There don’t seem to be any slouches

among them. Please tell them I say hello and that we’ll need 14   

for the green salad and 14 for the apple tarts between

with some rapid washing in clear water I remember as play

and planning in childhood, preparing until the very last moment   

for a gripping narrative that was itself perpetually given over

to improvisations and asymmetrical collaborations that could run

for days. That makes another 14. It was ”the word“ or “the world” in 1981   

when we undertook to talk about the phrase

“once in a while” once in a while

noting the vagueness then named “a while” and how “once” the phrase   

recurs and therefore means more than once

the “while” is defined. We too are in “a while”   

and when “once” next occurs, if the basic design suits

you, we will need a bit of modestly biographical contextualization   

for November. I’m going to put some thought to something

implausibly contemporary which perhaps isn’t wise

since between then and now no new coincidences have been noted   

just one large color photograph of bespangled cowgirls

herding heavy bulls up the avenue that opens this week carefully   

wearing baby blue boots to take out the garbage

but it never rained. At the end of the month, Halloween should be clear.