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Thursday, March 22, 2018
Thursday, March 15, 2018
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
Saturday, March 10, 2018
Marcuse on Trumplandia
Herbert Marcuse, describing Nazism in 1941: “This machine, which embraces the life of men everywhere, is the more terrifying since, with all its efficiency and precision, it is totally incalculable and unpredictable. Nobody, except perhaps the few “insiders”, knows when and where it will strike. It seems to move by virtue of its own necessity and is still flexible and obedient to the slightest change in the set-up of the ruling groups. All human relations are absorbed by the objective wheelwork of control and expansion.” “Under the terror that now threatens the world the ideal constricts itself to one single and at the same time common issue. Faced with fascist barbarism, everyone knows what freedom means.” Herbert Marcuse, 'State and Individual Under National Socialism' (1941), reprinted in Technology, War and Fascism, Collected Papers of Herbert Marcuse, ed. Douglas Kellner, Routledge, 1998, p. 78. 'Some Social Implications of Modern Technology,” Studies in Philosophy and Social Science, Vol. 9, Nr. 3 (1941): 435f.
Friday, March 9, 2018
order to emerge, from SEAP
order
to emerge
after
Patrick Doud
Surfaced making
axis
traveling
the
traveling realm
on
the hook
the
receiver
repeatedly
where
I
saw the new brood of the mole wet
blind
& contagious
vital
in the depths lake-weed interferes
through
the glowing
to
behold
the beast's antlered heart wrapped
in
thorny vine
unbearable
lines developed
Thursday, March 8, 2018
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
from Focus.
after
W.C. Williams
The run-script of
the girder
shifting in the
boredom of the brick
the spreading
rubbish of the thick
numbers that fade
spring
Tuesday, March 6, 2018
After The Warrior Song, from FIREDAYS, Book V
After The Warrior Song
This
loud and spoiled land,
With
snow-covered cars,
cold
crystal puddles,
Deep
clusters of waste ground,
metals,
and ash,
The
home of vultures,
ravens,
juncos, and wrens,
With
carob nights and
shadows of a pale moon –
I
will not be separated
from
this or you.
Huxley on totalitarianism
"There is, of course, no reason why the new totalitarianisms should resemble the old. Government by clubs and firing squads, by artificial famine, mass imprisonment and mass deportation, is not merely inhumane (nobody cares much about that nowadays); it is demonstrably inefficient—and in an age of advanced technology, inefficiency is the sin against the Holy Ghost. A really efficient totalitarian state would be one in which the all powerful executive of political bosses and their army of managers control a population of slaves who do not have to be coerced, because they love their servitude. To make them love it is the task assigned, in present-day totalitarian states, to ministries of propaganda, newspaper editors and schoolteachers.” A. Huxley, Brave New World, The Vanguard Library, London, 1952.
Monday, March 5, 2018
Mumford on civlization
"The most deadly criticism one could make of modern civilization is that apart from its man-made crises and catastrophes, it is not humanly interesting ...” L. Mumford, The Conduct of Life, Harcourt, Brace & Company, New York, 1951, p. 14.
Friday, March 2, 2018
Guided by Voices - Fountain of Youth
One
of the essentials in yr GBV collection for its gorgeous Byrds-y
12-string jangles: to my mind, the other side of the coin Husker Du
stamped on with their blistering and never-bettered 'Eight Miles
High'.
of the essentials in yr GBV collection for its gorgeous Byrds-y
12-string jangles: to my mind, the other side of the coin Husker Du
stamped on with their blistering and never-bettered 'Eight Miles
High'.
Du Bois's warning to Southern Gentlemen
“Even
to-day the masses of the Negroes see all too clearly the anomalies of
their position and the moral crookedness of yours. You may marshal
strong indictments against them, but their counter-cries, lacking
though they be in formal logic, have burning truths within them which
you may not wholly ignore, O Southern Gentlemen!” W. E. Du Bois,
The Souls of Black Folk
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