But socialism cannot, as has often been
observed, grow up within the interstices of capitalist society. Like
Malcolm X said of capitalism and revolution, “It is impossible for
a chicken to produce a duck egg, even though they both belong to the
same family of fowl, so-called fowl. A chicken just doesn't have it
within its system to produce a duck egg. It can't do it. It can only
produce according to what that particular system was constructed to
produce....”
Mostly sneezes, reposts, thoughts, rantings, unedited nonsense, and favourite or interesting links and news and passages and quotes and engaging music and film, etc.. Don't expect to like it.
Sunday, August 30, 2015
“the exercise book was green” i.m. Lee Harwood
“the
exercise book was green”
i.m.
Lee Harwood
earth a beautiful blue
clouds in the morning red
as it was a single orbit
n’est pas the tents tangl’d
rolling pins in pinked evening
excess not opposed to being
under cover of truck starkness
the trash strata baggage
claim teens temping their first
spree when control plus
zed fails EUREKA
red cedars to return things just-so
rigged tip shawls whetted want
well structure floral lens faltering
obedient sows of so-so danger
we were taught to walk
Adur Arun from sibylline shackles
flood as cold signal brawl
where there’s a till there’s
a weigh as in aureate
matter the yahoo dot co
dot UK worde package
customery brood pressure
contrast standing ceremony
Snowdon’s histrionic cafĂ©
stepping out from the pyramyth
golden arches secure first sight
so steal hospital colouring
books false weekend starts
obtuse sharp-shooter jinx prize
rabbit epidemic shoo first utterance
dharma Damocles ampoule ampelopsis
solar tea dough machine-fun
office marks ex-centric drift tensity
walk a little further
an atomic line regurgitated
tax privilege sworn to
harvest blue-gray of atmospheric haze
white lilies to Lee’s windowsill
answer for Schwitters’s green blood
man utters her best man
tasting iodised salt mango St
Elmo’s fire sunspot activity green
tea-water medium AURORA
green is fluid
particles of the night serpent fire
friends pass phrases seaspent
spraying ochre buildings commanding Church or Western Road sites complaining
exoneration green graphic count
less desires to come into day very
very dark & some
space covered by dense cumulus
home here indefinitely
& green
a degree of infinite infelicity
relief to Klein’s equal blue
stunned by live oak sunning
swimmers generic pus slow
thesis strand
haunches for slow hut
shackles cognate strata but
this is only an excuse
earth a beautiful blue
clouds in the morning red
as it was a single orbit
n’est pas the tents tangl’d
rolling pins in pinked evening
excess not opposed to being
under cover of truck starkness
the trash strata baggage
claim teens temping their first
spree when control plus
zed fails EUREKA
red cedars to return things just-so
rigged tip shawls whetted want
well structure floral lens faltering
obedient sows of so-so danger
we were taught to walk
Adur Arun from sibylline shackles
flood as cold signal brawl
where there’s a till there’s
a weigh as in aureate
matter the yahoo dot co
dot UK worde package
customery brood pressure
contrast standing ceremony
Snowdon’s histrionic cafĂ©
stepping out from the pyramyth
golden arches secure first sight
so steal hospital colouring
books false weekend starts
obtuse sharp-shooter jinx prize
rabbit epidemic shoo first utterance
dharma Damocles ampoule ampelopsis
solar tea dough machine-fun
office marks ex-centric drift tensity
walk a little further
an atomic line regurgitated
tax privilege sworn to
harvest blue-gray of atmospheric haze
white lilies to Lee’s windowsill
answer for Schwitters’s green blood
man utters her best man
tasting iodised salt mango St
Elmo’s fire sunspot activity green
tea-water medium AURORA
green is fluid
particles of the night serpent fire
friends pass phrases seaspent
spraying ochre buildings commanding Church or Western Road sites complaining
exoneration green graphic count
less desires to come into day very
very dark & some
space covered by dense cumulus
home here indefinitely
& green
a degree of infinite infelicity
relief to Klein’s equal blue
stunned by live oak sunning
swimmers generic pus slow
thesis strand
haunches for slow hut
shackles cognate strata but
this is only an excuse
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
for Ron Silliman
for Ron Silliman
Say you’ve got a right to be here.
Coming up for air
from the hollowed prayer
Taking to the lazy lizards as I write.
Freedom is access to
two competitive grants
Nature abhors a leash.
Capitalize not every other
but the last for force
Swig-fizz of shit beer
brightened by insect chants
by my bite-swollen ear
Drab cardinal whistles
to mockingbird it thinks
is a mockingbird
Cricket walks
up the porch post
to get to the tree
The cat in the Kabyle.
The lighter side of… Centcom.
The Nono simply in your head
...
Wanda Jackson Funnel Of Love
Doesn't get much better than this: That
lil' snarl on the vocal slays me every time.
lil' snarl on the vocal slays me every time.
Monday, August 24, 2015
Dorothy
Roberts: “Excessive state inference in Black family life damages
Black people's sense of personal and community identity. Family and
community disintegration weakens Blacks' collective ability to
overcome institutionalized discrimination and work toward greater
political and economic strength. Family integrity is crucial to
group welfare because of the role parents and other relatives play in
transmitting survival skills, values, and self-esteem to the next
generation. Families are a principal form of 'oppositional enclaves'
that are essential to democracy, to use Jane Mansbridge's term.
Placing large numbers of children in state custody – even if some
are ultimately transferred to adoptive homes – interferes with the
group's ability to form healthy connections among its members and to
participate fully in the democratic process. The system's racial
disparity also reinforces the quintessential racist stereotype: that
Black people are incapable of governing themselves and need state
supervision.” Dorothy Roberts, 'Feminism, Race, and Adoption
Policy,' in Color of Violence: The INCITE! Anthology,
Cambridge, MA: South End Press, 2006, p. 46-7.
Saturday, August 22, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
Interview With Eldridge Cleaver | The Two Nations Of Black America | FRONTLINE | PBS
Interview With Eldridge Cleaver | The Two Nations Of Black America | FRONTLINE | PBS
So I was pulling the trigger to blow your head off, and something told me not to do it." I said, "praise the Lord." He said, "praise the Lord." He told me, "I am no longer a police officer." He said, "I have my own private security firm now." He said, "the reason that they have not been rushing you to court is because of my testimony and the testimony of 13 other police officers who were that night who do not agree with what the police did in the way they killed Bobby Hutton." He said, "they murdered Bobby. They murdered my prisoner." That's what he said. Then he went on to describe -- he said, "the police have the responsibility of enforcing the law, the guardians of the law. But what they did that night was worse than what you did." He said, "if you are going to court, I am going to testify against you because what you did was wrong. But I'm also going to testify against them because what they did was worse. There is no statute of limitation on murder. What they did was first degree murder."
So I was pulling the trigger to blow your head off, and something told me not to do it." I said, "praise the Lord." He said, "praise the Lord." He told me, "I am no longer a police officer." He said, "I have my own private security firm now." He said, "the reason that they have not been rushing you to court is because of my testimony and the testimony of 13 other police officers who were that night who do not agree with what the police did in the way they killed Bobby Hutton." He said, "they murdered Bobby. They murdered my prisoner." That's what he said. Then he went on to describe -- he said, "the police have the responsibility of enforcing the law, the guardians of the law. But what they did that night was worse than what you did." He said, "if you are going to court, I am going to testify against you because what you did was wrong. But I'm also going to testify against them because what they did was worse. There is no statute of limitation on murder. What they did was first degree murder."
“Our societies have proved to be really demonic since they happen to combine those two games -- the city-citizen game and the shepherd-flock game -- in what we call modern states.” -- Michel Foucault, ‘Politics and Reason,’ in L.D. Kritzman (ed.), Politics, Philosophy, Culture: Interviews and Other Writings, 1977-1984, NY: Routledge, 1988, pp. 57-85, p. 71.
Saturday, August 8, 2015
"When Eleanor Bumpurs, an elderly and disabled African-American grandmother was killed by a shotgun blast to the chest fired by police officers who had come to assist in her eviction from public housing (because she was less than ninety dollars behind in her rent), Black communities in New York City rose up in outrage. When Tyisha Miller was shot twenty-five times by police officers who, responding to a distress call, found her in the midst of an epileptic seizure in her car, yet claimed she pulled a gun – which was never found – Black communities in Riverside, California, too to the streets..."
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Cincinnati: The Reds come home to roost....
Shout out to my old comrade, Geoff Bliss. here's his lil' piece on our community space Soapbox Books & Zines's new neighbourhood SoapBox Books & Zines: http://www.globalsiteplans.com/…/forgotten-history-the-cin…/ To add to Geoff's take: "In spite of these successes, anti-Communism, politics, loss of financing, and internal conflicts led to its demise. Cincinnati's mayor accused the Mohawk-Brighton organization of manifesting an "alien" philosophy in its work, implicating it as being just short of Bolshevism, the bogeyman of U.S. political life in these "Red Scare" years. In THE ORGANIC CITY, Mooney-Melvin expands on the controversy, and the aspects of the Mohawk-Brighton organization considered most objectionable. Although the membership of social unit founder, Wilbur Phillips, in the Socialist Party at an earlier stage in his life, was cited as evidence of complicity, this appeared to be minor. More important was the attempt to organize residents at the local level, something seen as too similar as the "soviets" of the Bolshevik experiment.". In the spring of 1919 Cincinnati's mayor, John Galvin, accused the MBSUO of expressing an alien political philosophy and declared that it was "a serious menace to our municipal government and but one step removed from Bolshevism." ) Social Unit Is Serious Menace to City Government, Says Mayor Galvin," Cincinnati Enquirer, March 11, 1919, p. 7. See also “Who Makes Bolshevism in Cincinnati” New Republic, April 19, 1919, 367.
“So far from imposing an alienating straight-jacket upon the speaking subject, language opens up an infinite area of untrammeled mobility. But within this area, there must still be someone who moves, and we cannot think the being of language without thinking the being of the speaking subject.” Cornelius Castoriadis, ‘The Sayable and the Unsayable: Homage to Maurice Merleau-Ponty,’ Crossroads in the Labyrinth, tr. Kate Soper and Martin H. Ryle (Sussex: Harvester Press, 1978), 133.
Monday, August 3, 2015
“There
is a strange taboo in our society against ending something merely
because it is not pleasant — life, love, a conversation, you name
it, the etiquette is that you must begin in ignorance & persevere
in the face of knowledge, & though I naturally believe that this
is profoundly wrong it's not nice to go around constantly offending
people.” — Helen DeWitt, The
Last Samurai
Saturday, August 1, 2015
One
night Jim Tate was driving me through the Pelham Woods and we hit a
deer. Being the oversensitive young writer I was, I immediately
started fretting, my breath curtailed, and could feel a deep, dark
panic attack coming over me. Reassuring me that he saw the deer walk
off the injury and then bound into the bushes, Jim proceeded to
distract me with every anecdote and story he could tell about all
things deer, so that by the time we arrived at our destination, on an
imperceptibly far longer route, my mind had turned to a state of
acceptance, a little wiser, refusing an embarrassed
smile.
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