The internet went out in the office I'm working and I don't have an analog tablet in my backpack or a pen or pencil to use
I can't be in my office because today kill the mice and rats day, it's colder, north end of campus construction on the old people harvesting facility has driven the rats to south campus, my office sniffing glue toxic
Weird not hearing from Trump, not volted my missing the volts tells me I volunteer for jolts
There was no paper and no pen or pencil in the empty office I was sitting, not on empty shelves, not in empty drawers, if I had needed to communicate one last message and the wifi was out I never could have reached you!
My first daydream Coup On! Wad Cholf resigned as Himmler, WHY! and wouldn't cutting off the Internet *be* one of the first steps Cholf's replacement would order when activating Homeland Security to protect democracy
I had bars on phone and could have thumbed myself and after ten minutes had boinked the app but wait! the radiant life giving Sun of wifi appears, will I remember to put a lighthouse and pen in backpack tomorrow?
Five students who could have returned to work this week according to campus emailed me today their parents don't want them anywhere near DC for foreseeable future and it ain't covid
AND WHERE ARE THE PARDONS, DON
^^^^ I just found my current but abandoned lighthouse tablet and grey felt bag of Lamy Safari fountain pens, all but two of the pens comatose, in need of deep nib cleaning, into backpack they go against another digital crisis
Didn't you think and predict out loud some version of Trump's cracker revolution long before we knew Trump would be cracker messiah?
Did you think, in this country, our shitlords, coked out on capitalism, wouldn't over-coax enough crackers into a Hallmark moment that captures the cracker insurrection with bodycounts?
The old people harvesting facility's construction continues apace, one facilities friend told me covid's been a blessing and constrcution schedule pushed ahead, our shitlords have moneyed old people to harvest, and pronto
We do now own just short of twelve and a half acres in Michigan, I had a $50 unpaid bill on an ATT account from 2007, I was the delay, once I got that fucker paid, easy
^^^ Morton Feldman born 95 years ago yesterday, I wish I didn't have Doctor Sevrin ears that love the sound but not the death grip of good earphones
<<<< To ask an obvious question: how can the Democrats continue to blame the dispossessed working class for their own immiseration if they can no longer tell these people to learn to code, since learning to code necessarily entails enmeshing oneself into the massive electronic surveillance and control mechanism we’re now declaring off-limits to anyone whose beliefs fall an inch to the left or the right of the Democrat narrative du jour? And what are the implications for everyone else? Ours is a flimsy society built upon layers and layers of obvious contradictions, sure, but what will things look like when those contradictions are enforced with the viciousness of our carceral state, even as they shift as rapidly as social media demands our perceptions to change?
A sentenct typed to my boss Bookkeeper in real email: Not a big deal at all, just wanted to counter the thought that I had abandoned them. With media equipment taking up so much space now and the ILL closet off-limits and you're having told me to only designate one carrel for access storage it seemed a reasonable choice.
<<< As it stands, we’re deep into Hardcore Class War. The Top of the Scam Gang are in full control. The remains of “Democracy” have gelled into Mediacracy. Ahead, there’s nothing but ruthless purge, protracted crackdown, censorship, blanket surveillance, smashing of civil liberties, a single narrative, overarching cancel (in)culture. It gets worse: next week, this paranoid apparatus merges with the awesome machinery of the United States Government... Cui bono? Techno-Feudalism, of course – and the interlocking tentacles of the trans-humanist Great Reset. Defy it, and you will be cancelled
Feldman the second most important birthday on January 12 in my life
our house - song by graham nash castles made of sand - i have always enjoyed tuck and patti's version last wall of the castle - jefferson airplane from a window - billy j kramer and the dakotas https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/From_a_Window look through any window - the hollies [graham nash sang on this, but didn't write it]
while the song 'look through any window' describes looking from the inside out, 'from a window' describes looking from the outside in - the reverse of what the titles might first suggest
i was thinking about pete seeger earlier today - i haven't heard the music he and bruce springsteen did together but i am aware that the album is called 'we shall overcome' - i do believe - if one takes a sufficiently broad view of 'we' and of 'someday'
associations i have to house
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castles made of sand - i have always enjoyed tuck and patti's version
last wall of the castle - jefferson airplane
from a window - billy j kramer and the dakotas
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/From_a_Window
look through any window - the hollies [graham nash sang on this, but didn't write it]
while the song 'look through any window' describes looking from the inside out, 'from a window' describes looking from the outside in - the reverse of what the titles might first suggest
i was thinking about pete seeger earlier today - i haven't heard the music he and bruce springsteen did together but i am aware that the album is called 'we shall overcome' - i do believe - if one takes a sufficiently broad view of 'we' and of 'someday'