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Saturday, July 25, 2015
Thursday, July 23, 2015
late Derida quote
Returned
to Derrida’s last interview, carried out a few weeks before his
death, in which he marked his “preoccupation” with the question
of “Who is going to inherit, and how? […] When it comes to
thought, the question of survival has taken on absolutely
unforeseeable forms.” Derrida remained committed to being ‘on
the left’ which meant (as he puts it in a letter to Granel in 1971)
that the risk of giving an “impression of apoliticism, or rather
'apraxia’”, was tied to the strategic requirement to avoid
appearing to take a reactionary position in criticizing current
orthodoxies on Marx: “I’ll never fall into anti-communism, so I’m
shutting my mouth.”
i.m. James Tate
The
Critical Pilgrims
for Jim Tate
I want
the barbarism that is for me a rejuvenation
— Gaugin, in a letter to Strindberg,
Feb.5, 1895
My
fiancée had long been fascinated with the space left by hanging
frames and was in her element sniffing the blanched lines beneath a
clock face. It was hard-going getting there
before
we could arrive as usual and then only to be sprayed by
a
group of flushed guests who looked like they should be
painted
wearing official tags made from whale skin.
One
upwardly-mobile male with goffered wrists grabbed me by the arm and
introduced me to his widowed au pair. She was wearing the kind of
window dress one remembers quite well
from
Worthing’s red-light district. “We’ve had quite enough of that
young man,” she spat, with the nodding smile, responding to my
puzzled glance toward the charming Bohemians
creating
obscene images from caviar.
Startled
by peals of laughter from the living room I turned in time to see
Irene pirouette over a root stain where the portrait of a young
Bolshevik troubadour used to be, much to the delight of our hosts,
the critical pilgrims. And so they had me show the pictures I have
had to carry about my person since puberty, with the same nodding
smile sparked this one wild time by sucking profoundly on
marshmallows dipped in their martinis.
“That
was one of my classmates just went in there,” I gasped to the
remaining passion plant. I’d kept one eye with her,
out
of Irene’s way, all night. Ah, she was beautiful in that prospect,
draped seductively over the bowl in a topos
birthed by
a
preMannerist memento mori.
Dropping punches
with
unexpected abandon.
If
there was still some semblance of a queue for the bathroom I found
the circulation of laminated World War I drafts enough to dissuade us
from going in. And besides, they tore down this little scene we were
painting, having decided it would clash with the lobsters reading
their history books on blue tiles.
I
think you’ll understand quite well when I tell you I have had
a
hard job convincing others I have been the centre of similar parties.
Irene has a habit of destroying every image we can purchase that
seems close to capturing my feeling for a time
when
anything crass would do. When one could finish one’s tequila
before our intended came back wearing nothing
but a pilgrim’s
chap stick.
Monday, July 13, 2015
'André Gorz & the Philosophical Foundation of the Political' by Dick Howard: superdooper commentary, tipped with quintexistential revolutionary praxis, bapped n' battered firm (no butter) in language yous can truly tuck into. http://dickhoward.com/…/andre-gorz-the-philosophical-found…/
David Harvey quote
When
famines do occur (as, sadly, they too often do), it is invariably
due to social and political causes. The last great famine in China,
which may have killed some 20 million people at the time of the
‘great leap forward’, occurred precisely because China was then
by political choice isolated from the world market. Such an event
could not now happen in China. This should be a salutary lesson for
all those who place their anti-capitalist faith on the prospects for
local food sovereignty, local self-sufficiency and decoupling from
the global economy. Freeing ourselves from the chains of an
international division of labour organised for the benefit of capital
and the imperialist powers is one thing, but decoupling from the
world market in the name of anti-globalisation is a potentially
suicidal alternative. The central contradiction in capital’s use of
the division of labour. Under
the rule of capital, agriculture tends to be
monocultural, extractive and, of course, perpetually expanding under
the pressures of exponential growth. David
Harvey, Seventeen Contradictions and the End of Capitalism,
Verso, 2014, p. 124-5.
Saturday, July 11, 2015
Contemporary capitalism entails a certain decomposition of the boundaries between the normal and the abnormal in a population threatened with permanent structural unemployment and thus potentially ‘anti-social’ to an intense degree. With this in mind, we must study the feelings of disturbed and disordered black youth who are emasculated by police patrols in areas of great poverty if we are to understand why the police might shoot to kill them, but we must also try to understand what system of ideology, repression, and economics police officers are enforcing when they normalize potential criminal behaviour amongst youth in certain neighbourhoods and not others.
Thursday, July 9, 2015
In
a chapter on the 1979 Iran hostage crisis in her classic study Epic
Encounters: Culture, Media, and the U.S. Interests in the Middle
East, 1945-2000 Melani McAlister writes:
Terrorism's
presence on the world stage enabled a narrative that constructed the
United States as an imperiled private sphere and the Islamic Middle
East as the preeminent politicized space from which terrorism
affected its invasions For more than a decade that narrative had
worked to produce a type of American identity, defined by the
production of individuals who were 'free of politics.' Within this
world of vulnerable families and lovers, terrorism threatened
precisely what ha to be threatened in order to establish the
disinterested morality of the state's militarized response in the
international arena.
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
Whalen on War
Philip
Whalen wrote in 'The War Poem for Diane di Prima,' 3rd
section, called 'The War. The Empire':
When the Goths came into Rome
They feared the Senators were gods
Old men, each resolutely throned at his own house door.
When they finally come to Akron, Des Moines, White Plains,
The nomads will laugh as they dismember us.
Other nations watching will applaud.
They'll be no indifferent eye, nary a disinterested ear.
We'll screech and cry.
They feared the Senators were gods
Old men, each resolutely throned at his own house door.
When they finally come to Akron, Des Moines, White Plains,
The nomads will laugh as they dismember us.
Other nations watching will applaud.
They'll be no indifferent eye, nary a disinterested ear.
We'll screech and cry.
Friday, July 3, 2015
I
say it with a sad sense of the disparity between us. I am not
included within the pale of this glorious anniversary! Your high
independence only reveals the immeasurable distance between us. The
blessings in which you, this day, rejoice, are not enjoyed in
common.-The rich inheritance of justice, liberty, prosperity and
independence, bequeathed by your fathers, is shared by you, not by
me. The sunlight that brought life and healing to you, has brought
stripes and death to me. This Fourth July is yours,
not mine.
You
may rejoice, I
must mourn. Frederick
Douglass: Fourth of July Oration, 1852
Kristeva on Narcissus
“Narcissus
is not located in the objectal or sexual dimension. He does not love
youths of either sex, he loves neither men nor women. He Loves, he
loves Himself–active and passive, subject and
object. The
object of Narcissus is psychic space; it is representation itself,
fantasy.
But he does not know it, and he dies. If he knew it he would be an
intellectual, a creator of speculative fiction, an artist, writer,
psychologist, psychoanalyst.” – Kristeva, Tales
of Love
(p. 116)
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Last Words from Montmartre
Rocked
n' revived by Qiu Miaojin's devastating (literally) Last Words
from Montmartre: part lesbian love letter, part fiction, part
memoir, part suicide note, part sharp missal from a sweet soul sister
sent straight through my heart.... “Loyalty is not a passive,
negative guardianship of the gate – loyalty arises from the
complete and utter opening and subsequent blazing forth of one's
inner life. It is an active, determined desire that demands total
self-awareness and deliberate engagement.” (p.20) “Human nature
has its fatal weaknesses, but 'love' means embracing the whole of
human nature, the bad within the good, the benign within the
malicious, the beautiful within within the tragic. 'Love' is the
experience of this whole, its unfinished parts, including those of
one's own in relation to those of the other.” (p. 141)
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