what if a dawn of a doom of a dream bites this universe in two, peels forever out of his grave and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?
I won't apologize for my constant dooming though I concede it is relentless and accusatory at you and medicinal and poisonous to me, an essential component of my mithridatism; it is as necessary to me as it is a self-defeating lifesaving self-perpetuating motion loop. I would need to truly want it to stop before I could truly try to stop and I can't want it to stop when I think everything will ever and always get worse in the shitlordocene Obligatory and over-used gag: when my daughter is my age it will be 2059 (the year of my centenary), the Earth will still be here (I won't), will the world? Doomy too if not doomier than me, she trys to not wallow in it like me, I envy her attempts, they are as genuine as mine wouldn't be. I do understand my wallowing is a choice that I tell myself is a moral imperative. Call it boomer guilt, call it parental concern, call it self-indulgent attention sluttery, call it getting old and foreseeing my physical future (some oldsters here may remember long ago when I regularaly likened my lifespan to America's timeline to Slothrop's missiles - still true). Forgive me, the doom will continue until it won't and it won't ever won't, we're still in doom, see inklings of doomier, have no idea how doomiest it's gonna get, only know that it will. Hear, this makes me happy though it doesn't give me hope
Respectfully, eat shit. Those kids were expelled, arrested, and targeted relentlessly by their school administrations with the specific goal of preventing further protest. Eighteen year old kids were held down and maced by campus security, hit point blank with tear gas canisters by riot cops"
"The Orientalism is so strong with these smug chodes that they really believed Iran would just roll over and surrender. Assholes and idiots running the joint"
1/during the twentieth century, aerial bombardment of civilian populations became a customary part of war, although it was considered shocking at first - now the 'double tap' is usual
2/in my congressional district there is a primary in which the contestants are the current congressperson and the previous congressperson - the previous guy lost the seat because he ran for the senate nomination and did not get it - now he wants to be back in congress again - i intend to vote for him - even though the other top officeholders in the state are endorsing the other person - no doubt they have their reasons
3/in my dreams last night i was visiting the cemetery where my parents' remains rest - it is near where i went to high school - to get there from here i need to cross the potomac, the james, and the appomattox rivers - a 2.5 hour drive - google maps suggests that i could stop in richmond at the poe museum - "This stone house, the oldest in the city, displays photos & memorabilia of Edgar Allan Poe."
3.5/distant cousins of e.a. poe are the sisters who perform as 'larkin poe' - their cover of the scorpions 'wind of change' reminds me of james tate's 'shroud of the gnome', which winks in the scorpions' general direction
4/was it love that brought the universe into being? or is the love experienced by living beings who mate and/or parent an epiphenomenon - a byproduct of the universal will to become which is, in turn, an accidental consequence of the laws of physics? As Howard T. Odum wrote, "The maximum power principle can be stated: During self-organization, system designs develop and prevail that maximize power intake, energy transformation, and those uses that reinforce production and efficiency."
4.5/speaking of energy transformation, in the recording of george harrison's song "long long long" - according to our friends at Wikipedia, "The idea for the end of the song was inspired by the sound created by a wine bottle sitting on a Leslie speaker, through which the organ was connected. Whenever McCartney played a certain note on the keyboard, the bottle began to vibrate, producing an eerie clattering sound that the Beatles decided to incorporate in their subsequent performances of the track."
through a combination of circumstances that it might take too long to explain i have an alleged daughter that, coincidentally, will be my age in 2059 - it was a case of misattributed paternity and happened so long ago that dna testing was not yet commonly used - i ended up signing a paper giving up my parental rights for the purposes of the child's adoption and adding a note that the child wasn't actually mine
a letter to the child's mother within the last few years asking for further information - had i been named on the birth certificate, was the actual father ever identified, and so on - went unanswered - so it goes
i find in Vonnegut's Bluebeard (1987): "So I went to New York City to be born again. It was and remains easy for me to see New York City as the new city. [...] And when the train plunged into a tunnel under New York City, with its lining of pipes and wires, I was out of the womb and into the birth canal."
This appears consistently across quote collections (e.g., Goodreads, AZ Quotes) and literary discussions attributing it to Bluebeard. He also used "birth canal" metaphorically elsewhere, such as in the preface to Timequake (1997), referring to a book "emerging from the birth canal of a printing press." However, the most prominent and widely referenced instance is the New York tunnel metaphor from Bluebeard.
I think my favorite is Bluebeard, though I really prefer Hocus Pocus as, as the kids say, the most underrated of the bunch. But BB was my birth canal. So it goes, indeed.
speaking of narrow passages, and the things that go in and out of them, such as are currently in the news [and commentary i've recently read said that restrictions of trade in necessary commodities may well produce serious economic difficulties this year - whereas the general consensus seems to be that it probably won't get that bad, especially around here] and kurt vonnegut, he once wrote about why it might be that he never received the nobel prize in literature:
"I used to be the owner and manager of an automobile dealership in West Barnstable, Massachusetts, called Saab Cape Cod. It and I went out of business 33 years ago. The Saab then, as now, was a Swedish car, and I now believe my failure as a dealer so long ago explains what would otherwise remain a deep mystery: Why the Swedes have never given me a Nobel Prize for Literature. Old Norwegian proverb: 'Swedes have short dicks but long memories.'"
after machine translation into norwegian, google provides the following answer - machine translated from norwegian to english:
This statement is a stereotypical and humorous insult that is sometimes used in Nordic rivalry, especially between Norway and Sweden. It has no basis in scientific fact or objective research.
Stereotypes: The expression is often used in friendly bullying or in discussions about national character. History: There is a long tradition of humorous exchanges and prejudices between Scandinavian neighbors. Fact: There is no reliable data to support such claims about physical characteristics based on nationality.
i recall a line i heard as a child - 'twenty swedes ran through the weeds, chasing one norwegian" - which was the title of a song recorded by the california ramblers in 1930 - i heard the phrase within the first 30 years of the song being recorded, whereas it is now more than sixty years since my high school kiwanis-sponsored key club ["Kiwanis International has a very active presence in Sweden and Norway through a regional structure called District Norden"] interrupted an evening meeting to watch the beatles debut a new song on tv
time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana
1/during the twentieth century, aerial bombardment of civilian populations became a customary part of war, although it was considered shocking at first - now the 'double tap' is usual
ReplyDelete2/in my congressional district there is a primary in which the contestants are the current congressperson and the previous congressperson - the previous guy lost the seat because he ran for the senate nomination and did not get it - now he wants to be back in congress again - i intend to vote for him
- even though the other top officeholders in the state are endorsing the other person - no doubt they have their reasons
3/in my dreams last night i was visiting the cemetery where my parents' remains rest - it is near where i went to high school - to get there from here i need to cross the potomac, the james, and the appomattox rivers - a 2.5 hour drive - google maps suggests that i could stop in richmond at the poe museum - "This stone house, the oldest in the city, displays photos & memorabilia of Edgar Allan Poe."
3.5/distant cousins of e.a. poe are the sisters who perform as 'larkin poe' - their cover of the scorpions 'wind of change' reminds me of james tate's 'shroud of the gnome', which winks in the scorpions' general direction
4/was it love that brought the universe into being? or is the love experienced by living beings who mate and/or parent an epiphenomenon - a byproduct of the universal will to become which is, in turn, an accidental consequence of the laws of physics? As Howard T. Odum wrote, "The maximum power principle can be stated: During self-organization, system designs develop and prevail that maximize power intake, energy transformation, and those uses that reinforce production and efficiency."
4.5/speaking of energy transformation, in the recording of george harrison's song "long long long" - according to our friends at Wikipedia, "The idea for the end of the song was inspired by the sound created by a wine bottle sitting on a Leslie speaker, through which the organ was connected. Whenever McCartney played a certain note on the keyboard, the bottle began to vibrate, producing an eerie clattering sound that the Beatles decided to incorporate in their subsequent performances of the track."
through a combination of circumstances that it might take too long to explain i have an alleged daughter that, coincidentally, will be my age in 2059 - it was a case of misattributed paternity and happened so long ago that dna testing was not yet commonly used - i ended up signing a paper giving up my parental rights for the purposes of the child's adoption and adding a note that the child wasn't actually mine
ReplyDeletea letter to the child's mother within the last few years asking for further information - had i been named on the birth certificate, was the actual father ever identified, and so on - went unanswered - so it goes
Your comment ended with a Vonnegut allusion reminds me of another regarding ejaculating in a birth canal.
Deletei find in Vonnegut's Bluebeard (1987): "So I went to New York City to be born again. It was and remains easy for me to see New York City as the new city. [...] And when the train plunged into a tunnel under New York City, with its lining of pipes and wires, I was out of the womb and into the birth canal."
DeleteThis appears consistently across quote collections (e.g., Goodreads, AZ Quotes) and literary discussions attributing it to Bluebeard. He also used "birth canal" metaphorically elsewhere, such as in the preface to Timequake (1997), referring to a book "emerging from the birth canal of a printing press." However, the most prominent and widely referenced instance is the New York tunnel metaphor from Bluebeard.
I think my favorite is Bluebeard, though I really prefer Hocus Pocus as, as the kids say, the most underrated of the bunch. But BB was my birth canal. So it goes, indeed.
Deletespeaking of narrow passages, and the things that go in and out of them, such as are currently in the news [and commentary i've recently read said that restrictions of trade in necessary commodities may well produce serious economic difficulties this year - whereas the general consensus seems to be that it probably won't get that bad, especially around here] and kurt vonnegut, he once wrote about why it might be that he never received the nobel prize in literature:
Delete"I used to be the owner and manager of an automobile dealership in West Barnstable, Massachusetts, called Saab Cape Cod. It and I went out of business 33 years ago. The Saab then, as now, was a Swedish car, and I now believe my failure as a dealer so long ago explains what would otherwise remain a deep mystery: Why the Swedes have never given me a Nobel Prize for Literature. Old Norwegian proverb: 'Swedes have short dicks but long memories.'"
after machine translation into norwegian, google provides the following answer - machine translated from norwegian to english:
This statement is a stereotypical and humorous insult that is sometimes used in Nordic rivalry, especially between Norway and Sweden. It has no basis in scientific fact or objective research.
Stereotypes: The expression is often used in friendly bullying or in discussions about national character.
History: There is a long tradition of humorous exchanges and prejudices between Scandinavian neighbors.
Fact: There is no reliable data to support such claims about physical characteristics based on nationality.
i recall a line i heard as a child - 'twenty swedes ran through the weeds, chasing one norwegian" - which was the title of a song recorded by the california ramblers in 1930 - i heard the phrase within the first 30 years of the song being recorded, whereas it is now more than sixty years since my high school kiwanis-sponsored key club ["Kiwanis International has a very active presence in Sweden and Norway through a regional structure called District Norden"] interrupted an evening meeting to watch the beatles debut a new song on tv
time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvKoRQkeQzg