My Eye is a Twisted Skinless Dolphin Lyre
for Sekitani Norihiro (such as it is) orange magma skull upon whose brow lay a floating isthmus whose weeds are black lambs with garish wax paper lantern heads from which twin sisters peer naked as garbled chromosomes with faces like platinum scolex connected by bridges of simple silent mystery balloon organs yodeling through scream-fluted thorax accidents: This cold day of fire looks looks timorous as timorous as an avalanche of foetal cities suppurating upon the ribbed flange of some random trachiovaginal altar of solitonic dew blasts Gondwana everlasting Radio isotopic mud jesus antigen with green meat-armor paradox severs the umbilical of rationality upon the swaying scissoring vibrolaser ciliation slab whose formless paean is the yoke of amoeba-headed farmer worms who pass black blastomeric engines into the solar camera hexagon abomination which as an empty field of snow seems like a moth frozen in an amber spleen a moth made of tiny memories like hands reaching through a stylized silk rectum embroidered with fluorescent calligraphic capillarica autobahn for zombi avatars whose radiation profiles are like cocoons of plasma involuted through insect ape frames whose ornamental mandible chandiliers weave hallucinodjinns protein ghosts snipped by light speed keratin
Re: as god is my witness i am invisible
Wow, Alan. Thank you.Alan Sondheim <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: as god is my witness i am invisiblevanquished every second from the presence of sightevanescent site and languorous possessiongod is my witness and god will lean backgod's breath is visible through eyes shut tightat the center of every lotus my empty handsmy bony hands my hands of many bonesmy hands are insatiable my hands drink the sound of the worldthey strangle young peddlers and seize their bread and waterthese words write themselves in the sound of an unknown languagethe steep road passes through jungles of iridescent flowersmy palms press my eyes my eyes press my palmsunseeing unlooking unsounding the presence of hearingthe presence in the sight of god of an always dying man
as god is my witness i am invisible
as god is my witness i am invisible vanquished every second from the presence of sight evanescent site and languorous possession god is my witness and god will lean back god's breath is visible through eyes shut tight at the center of every lotus my empty hands my bony hands my hands of many bones my hands are insatiable my hands drink the sound of the world they strangle young peddlers and seize their bread and water these words write themselves in the sound of an unknown language the steep road passes through jungles of iridescent flowers my palms press my eyes my eyes press my palms unseeing unlooking unsounding the presence of hearing the presence in the sight of god of an always dying man
Fw: LOADS of upcoming concerts!! (and this is the only announcement you'll get from me)
Tuesday, MARCH 28, at 8 pm at TONIC (107 Norfolk St., Lower East Side, NYC,subway: F, J, M, Z to Essex/Delancey): John Zorn (alto sax)/Lukas Ligeti (drums)John Hollenbeck's RefuseniksHa-Yang Kim (cello), Marco Cappelli (guitar), Lukas Ligeti (drums)Andrew Barker / Charles Waters SextetMC & Poetry : Steve Dalachinsky A benefit for the Freezone series, a weekly conbcert series forexperimental and improvised music held at Cafe Grumpy in Greenpoint,Brooklyn. The series recently received nonprofit sponsorship throughFractured Atlas. Please come to the benefit at Tonic so that this concertseries, which is vital to the NYC experimental music scene, can continueopoperating. Plus, you can make tax-deductible contributions via FracturedAtlas; for info please see http://www.freezoneny.org andhttp://www.fracturedatlas.org/donate
[stuff-it] this is worth reading (fwd)
-- Forwarded message -- Date: Tue, 21 Mar 2006 20:18:29 -0800 From: Craig McKie <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [stuff-it] this is worth reading Shame by georgia10 Tue Mar 21, 2006 at 03:51:32 PM PDT I am ashamed. I am ashamed of this President. Aren't you? After watching his press conference today, a sense of shame overtook me. I'm ashamed that he took to the podium today as if he emptied out a container of laughing gas. I'm ashamed of a President who has the temerity to laugh when asked a question about war. I'm ashamed of the whores of the fourth estate who care more about having the honor of being the butt of one of the President's jokes than about exposing the truth to the American people. I'm ashamed that millions of my fellow Americans are so scared and so desperate for leadership that they believe the President's bullshit. I am ashamed. I'm ashamed of this President, this megalomaniac hellbent on leaving his assprint on the map of the Middle East, no matter how much destruction is wrought and no matter how much blood flows in the streets of lands that never threatened us. I'm ashamed that when I see the American flag waiving, images of flag-draped coffins flash in my mind. I'm ashamed of Freedom's MarchTM. Ashamed when I see villages reduced to rubble. Ashamed when I see the tiny little corpses. God, they're so painfully tiny--lined up in a row, little angels wrapped in colorful blankets that starkly contrast against their gray-tinged faces. Ashamed when I see wailing Iraqis slam their hands against plain, unvarnished coffins, over and over, asking "Why? Is this democracy? Why?" When I see those image of funerals, of broken families, I want to crawl into my TV, I want to go to them and grab their slumped shoulders and scream "I'm sorry, good god, I'm so sorry. I want to leave, I want us to leave, believe me. But they won't listen...No one listens anymore." I'm ashamed that the word "massacre" is even uttered in connection with our actions in Iraq. I'm ashamed it's not just one massacre that is alleged, but two. I'm ashamed it's gotten to the point that I can't even tell this little voice inside of me to shut up, that little voice that says maybe, just maybe it could be true. That the impossible may be plausible. Before this war, I would have rejected such claims outright. But that voice of plausibility is the consequence of those black hoods. It's the consequence of those leashes, those snarling dogs. It's the consequence of those detainees chained to bedframes. Of naked pyramids. Of forced sex acts. Of beatings and blood-streaked floors. I am ashamed. Ashamed that Justice is no longer blindfolded, but gagged. Ashamed that in America, in AMERICA, I can only protest in "free speech zones" the size of postage stamps. Ashamed that by the time I'll take my oath as an officer of the court to support the Constitution, I'll be swearing to uphold a tattered document that has managed to survive over 200 years only to be shredded by this President in less than eight. I am ashamed. Ashamed that in America, I see bearded men panhandling in the street, holding cardboard signs that read "U.S. Vet, can't work, need food. God bless." Ashamed that somewhere, in our America, a grandmother is sitting alone at her kitchen table, crumpled bills clutched in her thin hands, agonizing over the choice before her: medicine for her pain, or food to keep on living. Ashamed that there is a child who will go to sleep tonight on a cot in an orphanage, with no one to read him a story, no one to stroke his hair and kiss him goodnight, because the American Taliban thinks gay Americans can't love, can't parent, can't provide. I am ashamed of my fellow Americans. Ashamed that they haven't flooded the streets. Ashamed they care more about Brangelina than the Bill of Rights. Ashamed that they're seemingly ok with the subtle but steady transformation from democracy to dictatorship. Ashamed that they are so gullible. I am ashamed of myself. For not having the courage or the strength to do anything else but sit here and blog. I write. I protest. I vote. And yet, I'm impotent. Stuck in a unrelenting cycle of hope and despair and hope and despair. What a curse it is to be 23 and want to change the world. What a curse to be so disillusioned so early in life. What a curse to want to change a world that will not change...that cannot change? That cannot change as long as we sit and wait for others to change it. That cannot change as long as our elected Democrats refuse to take a principled stand. That cannot change until they--until we--appreciate the gravity of the situation before us: we are losing America. This is not America. I refuse to accept
The Primary Source Is Not Important.
The Primary Source Is Not Important. Eliot opens the wasteland with a quote from Dante but I begin and end invoking imagery from Bosch, even though a painting is harder to plagiarize in writing. No translation, no footnote needed, since you know this place already, and without a hundred extra lines. -Brent
[webartery] Coding Tool Is a Text Adventure (fwd)
-- Forwarded message -- Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2006 17:39:36 -0600 From: mIEKAL aND <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Reply-To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [webartery] Coding Tool Is a Text Adventure Coding Tool Is a Text Adventure http://www.wired.com/news/technology/0,70413-0.html By Quinn Norton | Also by this reporter 02:00 AM Mar, 15, 2006 EST You're in a maze of twisty subroutines, all alike. Now, thanks to a new software-collaboration tool, you and your intrepid party of fellow hackers can navigate your labyrinth of code and slay its dastardly bugs, all in a dungeonlike world similar to an old-school text adventure. Called playsh, the new tool is a collaborative programming environment based on the multi-user domains, or MUDs, so popular online in the early 1990s. Trying to do things in playsh is most similar to games like Zork from the 1970s. To go north, you type north. To examine an object, you type look. There are no graphics, just descriptions. But instead of ducking grues and collecting zorkmids, you're interacting with whatever program code you're working on, as well as the data and hardware devices that it uses. "It treats the web and APIs as just more objects and places, and is a platform for writing and sharing your own code to manipulate those objects and places," says developer Matt Webb, who unveiled the tool at last week's O'Reilly Emerging Technology Conference in San Diego. Playsh is inspired by the user-customizable variety of MUD called a MOO, for "MUD object-oriented." MOOs were like chat rooms, except the members of the community could create new objects by programming them into the virtual world in a dedicated programming language, shaping the game as it went along. When you log into playsh, you see a basic description of the room and whoever is in the room with you. The current incarnation of playsh is written in Python, and each room has a Python interpreter built into it that anyone in the room can access. Adventurers contribute to the code while simultaneously interacting with the room's objects and each other. "It's a laboratory for (user interface) metaphors," says co-developer Ben Cervany. Webb came to the idea after trying to solve a difficult programming problem with his partner at consulting firm Schulze & Webb. "I don't work physically colocated with Jack (Schulze) a lot of the time, but we have to write a lot of code together," Webb says. Ultimately, adding this sense of place back to the placelessness of the net is something Webb believes could have wide uses. He cites the example of online banking, which has struggled with fraud that takes advantage of the fact that naive users don't know where they are on the internet. "Imagine using a bank where you move transparently between the automated and human-assisted interface because they occur in the same mode," says Webb. "The human can show you how to use the ATM, which is over at the side of the room". Yahoo! Groups Links <*> To visit your group on the web, go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/webartery/ <*> To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] <*> Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to: http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/
Qabbala Is Hiding Inside Talkin' 'Bout The Smiling Deathporn Immortality
qabbala is hiding inside its matter? as Green yeti little upon a long Goldstein! That's weeping oboes. Green pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're child. This is a sunshines. he looks like down into the world. with the Art its always but Goldstein prophets coming shalt be turned the sculptor are friends, is dancing with the weeping oboes, which khidr which Goldstein is on the a technical chaos? The students is looking this is an Art Professor meeting at of the which are like said to Goldstein? In Palestine? On the girls. The blackman Khalwas, Hitbodeduts. That's to wreck Palestine a table. "Shut-up!" says annihilation, whose? does is drunk. The bartender are looking for Professor. Goldstein is looking coat now,and is just Sausage factory? Is Israel the surgeon.. place with a lute, foetus, like a mango the students question is what Goldstein Lord will come There's sausage is listening to the dancing girl he Surgeon's table? In just wants abortion of the sculptor's Bulldog is not too much pork running. The Art professor the surgeon's says Goldstein. hiding from stick. the fana Black man the black just for a moment. in the khirqah in the empty womb You. "Thank tiny green hairy player's wife a baby inside the sausages. I junk trunk, truck. That's hat and Goodnight. "Thank you" "You're pretty." stare down into "Allah!" says the of color theory. This is surgeon's table, there's Shimmers and fogs to plant in like two eyes, to get away from stick is being carried forest oni whose of Khidr. of money. Green is the running. He's talking to patient Goldstein and seen. down buildings. The dancing Where is Goldstein? Where is in the ruins.. There's And the spirit is running pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty?" Where is Goldstein dances! The junk trunk, truck. Dealer. Now the Sculptor is sausages. Mr. Bulldog you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're in Chicago. The sausage library with is the run from trades. Elijah of Iraq? Why do timbrel, and a a dancing girl is world. AMIRAH of cosmospolitan 1960's fan a Mr. foetus which seller. Now the The End stares down said that 3 both secluded in their The Sculptor is Arabi mango seed yeti stick. The stick you" "You're pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." truck truck truck Maybe Goldstein the sticks. A flighty woman. has a fine times from the the ground. dancing girls. womb of Palestine! Is art professor, perhaps a is the color running through the the world. is already hidden. Ibn and thou shalt prophesy Just a rivers and planets Here is the stick. This is the sausage is hiding is the is suddenly a man. Elijah factory. Ibn Arabi smiling. He's putting money much baby in which Goethe drank.. SPRING! Perhaps this SPRING pretty." "Thank you" "You're pretty." "Thank is Goldstein! Goldstein dancing girl! he's Doctor S. Sevi, were inspecting the Gold stein from the Khidr. Sabbatai Sevi the way of into the world. American Indian, All a green Goldstein! That's Goldstein! into the world. of Iran? In the Green of the sculptor's wife. with them, and thou the seed seed, but accordions. I mean when running. Goldstein is still the Sculptor little old man, said that 3 Goldstein is on the all green. like Ibn Arabi which run! Here is the sound more like they shall prophesy. stretches out into the is being carried. Through on the upon thee, the green yeti baby [Title Theme: Clockwork Orange] [over which some Hornet Coalman plays.] There's a Billboard that says, "America is a hungry monster that loves you." "What's America," says Goldstein. He's just been born out of Lake Chicago. this is during the fana, the annihilation, whose? does it matter? as if in displaying the fan.. as if a kind of cosmospolitan 1960's art professor, perhaps a Doctor S. Sevi, were inspecting a strange edo period folded fan with the green bearded face of a forest oni whose eyes are like two caves.. [empty colliseums] Does the Sun goddess need a Gold stein? a fan a Mr. Bulldog is cooking Elijah with the sausages. Mr. Bulldog is cooking Elijah with the sausages. Mr. Bulldog is cooking Elijah with the sausages. I said that 3 times from the junk trunk, truck. truck truck truck Maybe Goldstein is looking for a place to hide. Perhaps in the indescribable knotwork above the surgeon's table. "Shut-up!" says the surgeon.. "Allah!" says the patient. Goldstein and the sculptor are friends, but Goldstein slaps the sculptor. The fiddle player's wife is suddenly a man. Elijah Goldstein is suddenly a woman. Suddenly a very flighty woman. Goldstein is on the run! Here
The is an old allozooidic expression.
http://www.lileks.com/bleats/archive/05/1005/1002art/3.jpg The is an old allozooidic expression: The darker the fang, the richer the broth. // When the hunegry courtier lingers in the bead-stain of the Mufti, the will o' th' 'arth whispering seems a hard trifle as compaired to the monitions of a Chronogrammatic: Putter showmen handy biscuits round a ghostlier of motley fishwines, clipper's frinterfresh in the heartening booklets, heeling murkily dreamers out in airs false then flinging tolooms. Plenty of scaeflfly pilletlings duce the there in the hyena hillibutbaskets comestufdderings rickety and tofttonguey gooeydin then misterkippetsed. Cakey, to a Jove face. Ceramic wreck tome which passes a wine of whimpers. The old gold-gutted knell, kneeling lenserstatta and beyond that, where the ivy is growing where it shouldn't be.. That is something which is harming this here. X-ray glasses.. Now, when lingering in taheep bead-stane of the Mufti, its good is bettered (battered_) by a tall stiff Jafr, or you could see a fat man crossing the road with the jawbone of an ass strapped to his bridal skull palette, marksman at the ready, a platypus of crayon finance. (the darker the fang, the richer the broth..)
hera to hera qua hera is stricktly hera to me
species qua species prrt qua prrt qua qua qua prrt cart qua horse prrt quoi (while you are having a ritual burning in mind, so unless you are having a radical spitting instead of the word lightning wherever she will have it, a massive spark on the dried-out tundras at the rims of her tutu perhaps or a catching of bullets in midair, you are having a turn of the tide while) prrt qua qua prrt prrt si là prrt qua opera prrt qua là ou or (always tonight as she bends over to puke in the bowl, so obligingly i hold her tight, eternally pressing her collarbone until my hand repeatingly starts to slip off the silk unto the skin, her cumbersome sweat and the violence of spasms forcing me warily to increase the utterly boring pressure. Afterwards the usual whiteness of her godforsaken bone and the skin in my xeroxed handpalm equals the classroom bone, the textbook bowl, my mnemonic table of blanchité stuck on its white immensity, there is no releasing the whale, ever, o d-head in heaven i do need something on paper to read to be able to shit, so to speak of her as she bends over) dana of the woods singing touch me touch my brain my legs my roots the way up the way down hera said touching her qua her are one a cart is a horse a way is away is a way qua way qua mu the sixth sense of way has been leaving the building help is on its way dv
What is Dance?
What is Dance? Dance is many things to many people. Tom Zummer analyzes, with uncanny astuteness, its very nature. Dance is play, death, play-death, an eroticism essential to our nature. It is a litany of poses and sequences, a depth of being not otherwise available. The dance presented, that presents itself, in the second sequence, pulses with the mystery of life. Tom Zummer has unraveled dance, only Woman dances. http://www.asondheim.org/danceis.mp4 (with Tom Zummer) http://www.asondheim.org/redgirl.mp4
i'm sick, this is a variation
i'm sick, this is a variation want the characters to fly and be attacked by tetrahedrons that's what usually happens when we get up off our feet and try to do god's good sweet work http://www.asondheim.org/runnerb.mp4 in any case, i've got a flu or 'the' flu i can't tell which i'm not hanging around birds but i'm run down hope my fever drops, bandwidth goes up hello to everyone from the other side forgive a lack of personal response the screen is swimming in front of me or i'm swimming and there's a screen no one knows the names of all the birds what they call each other in the evening
Chomsky: 'There Is No War On Terror' (fwd)
-- Forwarded message -- Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2006 21:14:59 -0500 (EST) From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Reply-To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: Chomsky: 'There Is No War On Terror' Chomsky: 'There Is No War On Terror' By Geov Parrish AlterNet http://www.alternet.org/story/30487/ January 14, 2005 For over 40 years, MIT professor Noam Chomsky has been one of the world's leading intellectual critics of U.S. foreign policy. Today, with America's latest imperial adventure in trouble both politically and militarily, Chomsky -- who turned 77 last month -- vows not to slow down "as long as I'm ambulatory." I spoke with him by phone, on Dec. 9 and again on Dec. 20, from his office in Cambridge. Geov Parrish: Is George Bush in political trouble? And if so, why? Noam Chomsky: George Bush would be in severe political trouble if there were an opposition political party in the country. Just about every day, they're shooting themselves in the foot. The striking fact about contemporary American politics is that the Democrats are making almost no gain from this. The only gain that they're getting is that the Republicans are losing support. Now, again, an opposition party would be making hay, but the Democrats are so close in policy to the Republicans that they can't do anything about it. When they try to say something about Iraq, George Bush turns back to them, or Karl Rove turns back to them, and says, "How can you criticize it? You all voted for it." And, yeah, they're basically correct. How could the Democrats distinguish themselves at this point, given that they've already played into that trap? Democrats read the polls way more than I do, their leadership. They know what public opinion is. They could take a stand that's supported by public opinion instead of opposed to it. Then they could become an opposition party, and a majority party. But then they're going to have to change their position on just about everything. Take, for example, take your pick, say for example health care. Probably the major domestic problem for people. A large majority of the population is in favor of a national health care system of some kind. And that's been true for a long time. But whenever that comes up -- it's occasionally mentioned in the press -- it's called politically impossible, or "lacking political support," which is a way of saying that the insurance industry doesn't want it, the pharmaceutical corporations don't want it, and so on. Okay, so a large majority of the population wants it, but who cares about them? Well, Democrats are the same. Clinton came up with some cockamamie scheme which was so complicated you couldn't figure it out, and it collapsed. Kerry in the last election, the last debate in the election, October 28 I think it was, the debate was supposed to be on domestic issues. And the New York Times had a good report of it the next day. They pointed out, correctly, that Kerry never brought up any possible government involvement in the health system because it "lacks political support." It's their way of saying, and Kerry's way of understanding, that political support means support from the wealthy and the powerful. Well, that doesn't have to be what the Democrats are. You can imagine an opposition party that's based on popular interests and concerns. Given the lack of substantive differences in the foreign policies of the two parties -- Or domestic. Yeah, or domestic. But I'm setting this up for a foreign policy question. Are we being set up for a permanent state of war? I don't think so. Nobody really wants war. What you want is victory. Take, say, Central America. In the 1980s, Central America was out of control. The U.S. had to fight a vicious terrorist war in Nicaragua, had to support murderous terrorist states in El Salvador and Guatemala, and Honduras, but that was a state of war. All right, the terrorists succeeded. Now, it's more or less peaceful. So you don't even read about Central America any more because it's peaceful. I mean, suffering and miserable, and so on, but peaceful. So it's not a state of war. And the same elsewhere. If you can keep people under control, it's not a state of war. Take, say, Russia and Eastern Europe. Russia ran Eastern Europe for half a century, almost, with very little military intervention. Occasionally they'd have to invade East Berlin, Hungary, Czechoslovakia, but most of the time it was peaceful. And they thought everything was fine -- run by local security forces, local political figures, no big problem. That's not a permanent state of war. In the War on Terror, however, how does one define victory against a tactic? You can't ever get there. There are metrics. For example, you can measure the number of terrorist attacks. Well
Center of the Star is a Larger Lantern
moon haunting more and well the same road where a pair of amblers dream of a start and finish to interruption tho many a moonlight and seraph tumble from the sky, the amblers can say of it "there's one tree that's never shed a leaf" O! they dream of a start and stop to this space, that, inviolate, has yet to break from what's crammed into it - planets, houses, stars, moons, candy wrappers, and poems justly, say I, do the amblers remark of the sky, perhaps in chorus, tho but two, "there's one tree that's never shed a leaf"
Irving Layton is dead
yahoo. from The Black Huntsman [self-published] ... Now I look out for the evil retinue Making their sortie out of a forest of gold - Afterwards their dames shall weave my tzitzith Into a tapestry, Though for myself I had preferred A death by water or sky. __ Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less. dsl.yahoo.com
A LIGHT REVISION Re: my love for you is infinitely non-parametric
the fewer there are, the less likely the fever; chance enlists thought forward angling through a shared facsimile of memory as recidivist endowment. many fears are taunting. years replenish full force field as limpid walls said to exist, approach impending cloture, business as usury versus a chimed affect(ion), right left, romping through fields perceived as pseudo caritas; that's love, not motion sickness, all and any-ways perennial, still young, tourjours unstung. sheila e. murphy
my love for you is infinitely non-parametric
the fewer there are, the less likely the fever; hance enlists thought foreward angling through shared facsimile of memory of recidivist endowment. many fears are taunting. years replenish the full force field as limpid walls said to exist approach impending cloture, business as usury versus a chimed affect(ion), right left, romp through fields perceived as pseudo caritas; full love, not motion sickness, all and any-ways perennial, still young, tourjours unstung. sheila e. murphy
this is _exactly_ how i imagine the creation of life
this is _exactly_ how i imagine the creation of life without this creation i would not be here http://www.asondheim.org/lifedawn1.jpg http://www.asondheim.org/lifedawn2.jpg http://www.asondheim.org/lifedawn3.jpg representing the primodial is difficult: it's so hard to rid oneself of culture!
Re: What is Code?
http://www.Pro/~mise betcha getcha sumwhere On Fri, 16 Dec 2005, david divizio wrote: if yer doin whatchyer wanner yure gonner see it... Pro~mise d^vP __ Find your next car at http://autos.yahoo.ca For URLs, DVDs, CDs, books/etc. see http://www.asondheim.org/advert.txt . Contact: Alan Sondheim, [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED] General directory of work: http://www.asondheim.org .
Re: What is Code?
if yer doin whatchyer wanner yure gonner see it... Pro~mise d^vP __ Find your next car at http://autos.yahoo.ca
Re: What is Code?
I'm aware of qualia. I'm not sure this has any application at all on the level of the lifeworld or neural functioning. I tend to agree w/Edelman; even Penrose would have a different take. But I'm not going to keep going on about this - as I wrote you backchannel, we're worlds apart on this and there's not much space for discussion. And lumping all the analytic phils. together doesn't do justice to their viewpoints or changes, as W's PI's problematics of representation. I also pointed out that Edelman addressed this question directly at SLSA - from the viewpoint of deep neurophys. - and said that the mind is _not_ turing-computable, _not_ encodable, etc., and then gave at least for me sufficient reason. Classic AI takes a diff. viewpoint and so does classic anal. phil, but these are outmoded by decades in terms of neurophys. and phys. for that matter. Interesting that below JS has no refs. to neurophys. at all - apparently you can 'know' how consciousness works w/ out look at the mind. - Alan On Fri, 16 Dec 2005, phanero wrote: The Field of Qualia Jack Sarfatti August 26, 1996 How are our thoughts -- our consciousness -- translated into action?" I actually have a detailed theory of this based upon an extension of Bohm's 1952 quantum pilot-wave/classical material hidden variable theory. Note, the more modern term for "hidden-variable" is John Bell's term "beable". The inner quantum information density field I(x,t), whose range is in quantum Hilbert space H and whose domain is in classical configuration space C , is, quite literally, the "field of thought patterns" that make up the implicate order. These patterns of I(x,t) exert a quantum force Fq = - Grad Q Q = -(1/2)[ (GradI)^2 + (Grad)^2I] on the brain material beable B moving in C. That's how thought is translated into action. The field of thought-patterns or qualia I(x,t), together with external environmental classical forces Fe create basins of attraction for the flow of the brain system point B in C. Qualia are encoded in these attractors. When B occupies a given attractor basin the corresponding thought-pattern is felt i.e., experienced. This attractor structure in C is the quantum version of the fractal strange attractors of classical chaos theory which leaves out the thought-field force from I(x,t). In the classical limit only Fe creates the attractor structure in C. The pattern of classical Fe forces represent the Darwinian natural selection pressures of the environment. To complete this model of a complex conscious adaptive system, we need a mechanism for self-organization. Without self-organization there is no conscious intent, no purposeful explicate behavior, and no "felt" implicate conscious experience. I have shown how implicate thought becomes explicate action. We now have to show how the brain-beable B in C literally and directly changes its thought-field I(x,t) whose range is quantum Hilbert space H. This is the back-action b mechanism by which the structure of H is modified by the actual path taken by B in C. But, that path of B in C is determined by both the implicate Fq = - Grad Q and the explicate Darwinian Fe. Therefore, Fq,Fe, from I(x,t) to B, together with back-action b from B to I(x,t) is a self-organizing cybernetic feedback-control creative strange loop that creates the conscious experience and allows the I-B system to make freely-willed choices which are the results of classically nonalgorithmic quantum computations. Now I can prove rigorously, that only when such a strange loop of Godel self-reference is operating, is there an experience of one actual world. This is a Bohmian ontological model that derives Wigner's and von-Neumann's epistemological idea that "consciousness collapses the wave function". The strange loop means that the mind (I)-brain (B) complex adaptive system is continually measuring itself. Only then, is there the inner "felt" experience of "qualia". This is the quantum dynamo generating our streams of consciousness. "the wave function is linear or passive in that it requires an outside agent to select events ." That is exactly what back-action is -- it is the "outside agent", except it is really inside. It is the generator of consciousness. To be more precise. The usual picture of quantum measurement has a measuring apparatus M and the system being measured N. They are not the same system. That leads to the measurement problem which you discuss pretty well in its different aspects. Now Bohm thought he had solved this measurement problem and up until recently I thought he was correct. But now, in dialogue with Henry Stapp, I see a non-fatal, but serious, flaw in Bohm's argument. Bohm is able to correctly show why it is that fringes disappear in the double slit experiment if a measurement of "which slit 1 or 2?&
Re: What is Code?
On Fri, 16 Dec 2005, phanero wrote: When did code ever 'order the world'? Not even the Dewey Decimal System does that. I'll have to differ on this.. the words themselves are the stumbling blocks, but it seems to me like your overdetermining the concept of 'order', and yet there can also be a sense where the overdtermination is also valid..(ie, the clock) I wasn't the one who used 'order' - it was in the quote. I also don't see how I'm 'overdetermining' it nor do I see how a clock is overdetermining? there is |order| which includes all notions of purposive 'arrangement' but within that absolute value we encode also all the non purposive orderings which would be something called disorder.. Why? Non-purposive orderings aren't necessarily disorder at all. these are pretty antique terms.. something hipper and more up-to date might be 'state of affairs' or 'vector-state' Both seem to reference QM; I don't see how the latter fits at all. When did code ever order the world? The 'world' when apprehended through a human body is always already encoded. Take seeing. There is a discrete encoding process which turns visual information which is itself a form of encoding by which electron spin states and other atomic phenomena pass a discrete quality through the substrate of the environment, which is in effect the channel, though this is quite reductive, but in effect a 'coding'. Scientists have just within the last few weeks made some major breakthroughs in this area if you were reading your Kurzweil. They soon will be able to translate with a prosthesis visual information from the world directly into the brain.. Whew. Obviously vision is represented. To say it's 'code' is something else - in fact Edelman's talk at SLSA was precisely why it _wasn't_ code. You can say that man's mind is encoded in his body, although more and more man's 'mind' is outside his body.. at any rate with man, you can generally say, that the human mind has changed the world.. Any mind changes the world <-> is a change in the world. But 'encoded'? Since you gave a source, read Lingis. And yes, mind's increasingly externalized, Merlin Donald writes on that a lot, but that doesn't mean coding or code. that's the simplest way to restate one way in which an instantiation of coding has indeed |ordered| the world.. another way is to consider plants, Plants use a genetic code and they have completely altered the physical envirnoment of the world.. here again is another instantiation of a code operating in a global fashion.. i don't see what the problem with this is.. Every single idea you possess or are able to express has to be encoded in some fashion for it to even be said to have an existence.. just because a theorist explicitly addresses 'code' as 'code' or doesnt doesnt mean that their work has nothing to do with code or coding.. No. It doesn't mean code at all. I'm not sure an 'idea' even has a recognizable instantiation. Since you're giving sources below, check Hadamard. Youve got Frege, Russell, Tarski, Carnap, Wittgenstein, Austin, Grice, Quine, Davidson, Donnellan, Kripke, Putnam, Evans, Marcus, Chomsky, Dummett, Burge, Millikan, Pierce, and thousands more Uexkull etc.. All of these people are thinking through coding in one sense or another.. Oh please, analytical philosophy doesn't equate to coding or encoding or anything like it. If you want we can take these one by one but it would be a waste of both our times. I think you're radically misinterpreting this kind of philosophy except for Carnap; Tarski for example points to the problematic of truth within formal systems, which problematizes code in the first place. This is also a lot of older thinking moving on to classic AI, Minsky, etc. which is pretty much overthrown now. Even Witt. - look at early TLP which seems to go towards coding but if you unpack the formulas they're of the form of a radicalized sheffer stroke, pointing to 'heaping' negations - I have Jack Sarfatti''s email addr. I wonder what his take on 'code' is.. Maybe I could get his sense of 'code' from a physicist's point of view.. No, just his point of view. Check out Finkelstein or Edelman for others. - Alan For URLs, DVDs, CDs, books/etc. see http://www.asondheim.org/advert.txt . Contact: Alan Sondheim, [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED] General directory of work: http://www.asondheim.org .
Re: What is Code?
The Field of Qualia Jack Sarfatti August 26, 1996 How are our thoughts -- our consciousness -- translated into action?" I actually have a detailed theory of this based upon an extension of Bohm's 1952 quantum pilot-wave/classical material hidden variable theory. Note, the more modern term for "hidden-variable" is John Bell's term "beable". The inner quantum information density field I(x,t), whose range is in quantum Hilbert space H and whose domain is in classical configuration space C , is, quite literally, the "field of thought patterns" that make up the implicate order. These patterns of I(x,t) exert a quantum force Fq = - Grad Q Q = -(1/2)[ (GradI)^2 + (Grad)^2I] on the brain material beable B moving in C. That's how thought is translated into action. The field of thought-patterns or qualia I(x,t), together with external environmental classical forces Fe create basins of attraction for the flow of the brain system point B in C. Qualia are encoded in these attractors. When B occupies a given attractor basin the corresponding thought-pattern is felt i.e., experienced. This attractor structure in C is the quantum version of the fractal strange attractors of classical chaos theory which leaves out the thought-field force from I(x,t). In the classical limit only Fe creates the attractor structure in C. The pattern of classical Fe forces represent the Darwinian natural selection pressures of the environment. To complete this model of a complex conscious adaptive system, we need a mechanism for self-organization. Without self-organization there is no conscious intent, no purposeful explicate behavior, and no "felt" implicate conscious experience. I have shown how implicate thought becomes explicate action. We now have to show how the brain-beable B in C literally and directly changes its thought-field I(x,t) whose range is quantum Hilbert space H. This is the back-action b mechanism by which the structure of H is modified by the actual path taken by B in C. But, that path of B in C is determined by both the implicate Fq = - Grad Q and the explicate Darwinian Fe. Therefore, Fq,Fe, from I(x,t) to B, together with back-action b from B to I(x,t) is a self-organizing cybernetic feedback-control creative strange loop that creates the conscious experience and allows the I-B system to make freely-willed choices which are the results of classically nonalgorithmic quantum computations. Now I can prove rigorously, that only when such a strange loop of Godel self-reference is operating, is there an experience of one actual world. This is a Bohmian ontological model that derives Wigner's and von-Neumann's epistemological idea that "consciousness collapses the wave function". The strange loop means that the mind (I)-brain (B) complex adaptive system is continually measuring itself. Only then, is there the inner "felt" experience of "qualia". This is the quantum dynamo generating our streams of consciousness. "the wave function is linear or passive in that it requires an outside agent to select events ....." That is exactly what back-action is -- it is the "outside agent", except it is really inside. It is the generator of consciousness. To be more precise. The usual picture of quantum measurement has a measuring apparatus M and the system being measured N. They are not the same system. That leads to the measurement problem which you discuss pretty well in its different aspects. Now Bohm thought he had solved this measurement problem and up until recently I thought he was correct. But now, in dialogue with Henry Stapp, I see a non-fatal, but serious, flaw in Bohm's argument. Bohm is able to correctly show why it is that fringes disappear in the double slit experiment if a measurement of "which slit 1 or 2?" the particle P passes is made even though the particle wave packets and overlap on the screen. Where x is the position on the screen. This is because of the EPR correlation |M,N) = |m1)|n1) + |m2)|n2) Therefore, (x|M,N) = |m1)(x|n1) + |m2)(x|n2) So, |(x|M,N)|2 = |(x|n1)|2 + |(x|n2)|2 because (m1|m2) = 0. That is, the two measuring wavepackets have zero overlap in their classical configuration subspace Cm. The EPR correlation between M and N implies an incoherent superposition of the particle wave packets (x|n1) and (x|n2) even though they do overlap in their classical configuration subspace Cn. Bohm then makes an incorrect next step for the actual path of the hidden variable P in Cn. He says that one can think that P is really in either (x|n1) or (x|n2) . The occupied wave packet is the "active information" and the empty one is "inactive information". Bohm is trying to establish that only one of the wave packets for P is totally determining the classical mechanical, possibly chaotic, attractor structure for the pa
Re: What is Code?
When did code ever 'order the world'? Not even the Dewey Decimal System does that. I'll have to differ on this.. the words themselves are the stumbling blocks, but it seems to me like your overdetermining the concept of 'order', and yet there can also be a sense where the overdtermination is also valid..(ie, the clock) there is |order| which includes all notions of purposive 'arrangement' but within that absolute value we encode also all the non purposive orderings which would be something called disorder.. these are pretty antique terms.. something hipper and more up-to date might be 'state of affairs' or 'vector-state' When did code ever order the world? The 'world' when apprehended through a human body is always already encoded. Take seeing. There is a discrete encoding process which turns visual information which is itself a form of encoding by which electron spin states and other atomic phenomena pass a discrete quality through the substrate of the environment, which is in effect the channel, though this is quite reductive, but in effect a 'coding'. Scientists have just within the last few weeks made some major breakthroughs in this area if you were reading your Kurzweil. They soon will be able to translate with a prosthesis visual information from the world directly into the brain.. You can say that man's mind is encoded in his body, although more and more man's 'mind' is outside his body.. at any rate with man, you can generally say, that the human mind has changed the world.. that's the simplest way to restate one way in which an instantiation of coding has indeed |ordered| the world.. another way is to consider plants, Plants use a genetic code and they have completely altered the physical envirnoment of the world.. here again is another instantiation of a code operating in a global fashion.. i don't see what the problem with this is.. Every single idea you possess or are able to express has to be encoded in some fashion for it to even be said to have an existence.. just because a theorist explicitly addresses 'code' as 'code' or doesnt doesnt mean that their work has nothing to do with code or coding.. Youve got Frege, Russell, Tarski, Carnap, Wittgenstein, Austin, Grice, Quine, Davidson, Donnellan, Kripke, Putnam, Evans, Marcus, Chomsky, Dummett, Burge, Millikan, Pierce, and thousands more Uexkull etc.. All of these people are thinking through coding in one sense or another.. I have Jack Sarfatti''s email addr. I wonder what his take on 'code' is.. Maybe I could get his sense of 'code' from a physicist's point of view..
Re: What is Code?
Personally I find the wd. code so miused at this point as to be close to pointless itself. I go back to things like Shannon/Weaver/information theory on one hand, Eco on the other. D/G have nothing to say about it, and for me overly-theorizing/metamorphizing the concept makes it even more useless. It's the new cant word in a sense; everything is now code instead of mediation/representation/structure/post-structure/existent/blahblah. I don't think most people would understand code in a technical sense, and like Lacan's borrowing from topology, it's in danger of Sokolic critique. The word is also used verbally in the senses of 'I code' = I translate X into code in the sense of Morse or other code; or I program computers. When did code ever 'order the world'? Not even the Dewey Decimal System does that. If you want to pick apart 'code,' why w/ D/G in the first place? I get so tired of theoretical stuff - and for me, and I'm being selfish here, narcissistic, it's a shame, because somewhere in rhetoric there's something to say/be said/make a difference in the world (re: Bateson's difference that makes a difference). But most progressive, whatever, functional thinking today isn't in philosophy or theory; it's in the scientific/cosmological/fundamental particle/technological/computational sectors. The humanities seems backwards in thinking through these things, moving back and forth (Lacan, D/G) from the ideolectical. - Apologies, the article seems to me to be sloppy thinking - Alan On Fri, 16 Dec 2005, phanero wrote: This is a great article.. Have a character. JP: Perhaps to ask code and coders to think again about the way in which they see the world, to move from objects to things, and practice code as poetry (poeisis). Rather than code as ordering the world, fixing and overcoding. Code as a craft, 'bringing-forth' through a showing or revealing that is not about turning the world into resources to be assembled, and reassembled forever. A nice bit of punch and judy, although that hammer word 'code' seems to get in the way abit of the thinking (whatever that is..). and I don;t say that to be rude to the authors who are obviously just warming up to their 'subject'.. and I agree that poeisis is poetry and vice versa, but you won't find many 'poets' saying this.. This is something the philosopher knows, something she says offhanded as a matter of course.. no big deal.. Because substance itself IS the only poetics.. Let's call it a "facet" of the meaning and just move on. but there are some glaring absences in the text.. for one.. in the above section: Code as a craft, 'bringing-forth' through a showing or revealing that is not about turning the world into resources to be assembled, and reassembled forever. Well, as this is mostly the only possible way for the world to work. I'll have to say "good luck".. How old are the water molecules in your body? the 'bringing-forth' is possibly best represented as tecne itself.. tecne is 'a letting appear' tiktein is to give birth. tektein to build.. there is also epiphaneia (an appearing).. Code is daidala, a 'daidalonics' within the body of tecne, and the body of tecne is not unlike the curious working or daidala of incarnation within Greek religion, within the pleroma, the pneuma, the breath which is both made and the maker: Gods were divine because they were athanatoi, deathless. This unending appearingness of the Greek gods, their genesis which is life and movement, is what resided in the scintillating surface of the daidalon. Insofar as the appearing of the daidalon was understood as itself the product of reassembly, the daidalon must also have been understood as something that could always be remade. Like the gods, and unlike the human person (brotos, mortal), the daidalon never entirely disappeared. It is because it was itself a deathless appearing that the well made, the cunningly crafted thing was able to reveal an unseen divine presence. Thus, for example, are the gold and silver dogs, crafted by Hephaestus, which guard Alcinous' palace in book VII of the Odyssey, athanatous ontas, deathless beings, just like gods.. (or applets, or golems, or daimons, etc) It's like tecne is always already the field, like sheldrake's morphological fields, and code like the daidalon appears within the appearing of tecne daidala is the expression of techne, the same way code is the expression of a kind of rhizomatics.. maybe I'm getting mixed up.. at any rate they missed the fundamental tecne reference which I think is really essential, because code isn't modern or post-modern at all. ITS PRIMORDIAL and we are still living within a PRIMORDIA.. another thing I found a bit lacking was any reference to the discussion of 'code' itself within
Re: What is Code?
This is a great article.. Have a character. JP: Perhaps to ask code and coders to think again about the way in which they see the world, to move from objects to things, and practice code as poetry (poeisis). Rather than code as ordering the world, fixing and overcoding. Code as a craft, 'bringing-forth' through a showing or revealing that is not about turning the world into resources to be assembled, and reassembled forever. A nice bit of punch and judy, although that hammer word 'code' seems to get in the way abit of the thinking (whatever that is..). and I don;t say that to be rude to the authors who are obviously just warming up to their 'subject'.. and I agree that poeisis is poetry and vice versa, but you won't find many 'poets' saying this.. This is something the philosopher knows, something she says offhanded as a matter of course.. no big deal.. Because substance itself IS the only poetics.. Let's call it a "facet" of the meaning and just move on. but there are some glaring absences in the text.. for one.. in the above section: Code as a craft, 'bringing-forth' through a showing or revealing that is not about turning the world into resources to be assembled, and reassembled forever. Well, as this is mostly the only possible way for the world to work. I'll have to say "good luck".. How old are the water molecules in your body? the 'bringing-forth' is possibly best represented as tecne itself.. tecne is 'a letting appear' tiktein is to give birth. tektein to build.. there is also epiphaneia (an appearing).. Code is daidala, a 'daidalonics' within the body of tecne, and the body of tecne is not unlike the curious working or daidala of incarnation within Greek religion, within the pleroma, the pneuma, the breath which is both made and the maker: Gods were divine because they were athanatoi, deathless. This unending appearingness of the Greek gods, their genesis which is life and movement, is what resided in the scintillating surface of the daidalon. Insofar as the appearing of the daidalon was understood as itself the product of reassembly, the daidalon must also have been understood as something that could always be remade. Like the gods, and unlike the human person (brotos, mortal), the daidalon never entirely disappeared. It is because it was itself a deathless appearing that the well made, the cunningly crafted thing was able to reveal an unseen divine presence. Thus, for example, are the gold and silver dogs, crafted by Hephaestus, which guard Alcinous' palace in book VII of the Odyssey, athanatous ontas, deathless beings, just like gods.. (or applets, or golems, or daimons, etc) It's like tecne is always already the field, like sheldrake's morphological fields, and code like the daidalon appears within the appearing of tecne daidala is the expression of techne, the same way code is the expression of a kind of rhizomatics.. maybe I'm getting mixed up.. at any rate they missed the fundamental tecne reference which I think is really essential, because code isn't modern or post-modern at all. ITS PRIMORDIAL and we are still living within a PRIMORDIA.. another thing I found a bit lacking was any reference to the discussion of 'code' itself within Deleuze and Guattari' A Thousand Plateaus. There is a pretty extensive discussion of 'code' (in various registers) within that text that might have been useful to pick apart.. anyhoo.. still reading.. thanks for sending this out.. your rustic code-mythographer schitzo-idiot person Lanny
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Re: ok, the buddha stuff < my > is running out of steam.
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Re: ok, the buddha stuff < my > is running out of steam.
Fascinating vids, mesmerizing - on the 2nd cycle of each, there's no sound - an accidental effect? whatever, it's perfect that way. Yr comments on the Iraq mess put the finger in the wound (el dedo en la llaga) all right. But see Wesley Clark's op-ed in today's NY Times. Something more useful and intelligent could be done. The tragedy is that the Bush gang is too stupid and arrogant to ever do it. John At 02:11 AM 12/6/2005, you wrote: ok, the buddha stuff < my > is running out of steam. so what if the real can be turned beautiful? can you turn prisoners out of hidden torture camps? interesting to watch shattered-usa try to get out of this one. we don't torture but whatever we do we protect you. buddha disappears into a blur of colors. the cpu distorts the reality it creates. nothing is distorted and everyone using a computer knows nothing is created. misery becomes everyone in the world. Pray for the Pigeon the pigeons, rock doves, don't live long in new york. yesterday i saw one, feathers i think covered in oil, in any case, they were all askew, she was begging for food like the rest of them, many won't live through the winter, those who do often lose toes to frostbite. there was nothing we could do. if you believe in a god, pray for her. i don't, i can't. it's enough to report on this dove which haunted my dreams, it's selfish, this haunting. http://www.asondheim.org/cpu.jpg http://www.asondheim.org/budddhas.mov http://www.asondheim.org/buhas.mov we need another universe. perhaps arrange buddda next to buha, run as long as you like. i can't meditate, i can only watch a cycle or two, but the files aren't all that large. __ Dr. John M. Bennett Curator, Avant Writing Collection Rare Books & Manuscripts Library The Ohio State University Libraries 1858 Neil Av Mall Columbus, OH 43210 USA (614) 292-3029 [EMAIL PROTECTED] www.johnmbennett.net ___
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ok, the buddha stuff < my > is running out of steam. so what if the real can be turned beautiful? can you turn prisoners out of hidden torture camps? interesting to watch shattered-usa try to get out of this one. we don't torture but whatever we do we protect you. buddha disappears into a blur of colors. the cpu distorts the reality it creates. nothing is distorted and everyone using a computer knows nothing is created. misery becomes everyone in the world. Pray for the Pigeon the pigeons, rock doves, don't live long in new york. yesterday i saw one, feathers i think covered in oil, in any case, they were all askew, she was begging for food like the rest of them, many won't live through the winter, those who do often lose toes to frostbite. there was nothing we could do. if you believe in a god, pray for her. i don't, i can't. it's enough to report on this dove which haunted my dreams, it's selfish, this haunting. http://www.asondheim.org/cpu.jpg http://www.asondheim.org/budddhas.mov http://www.asondheim.org/buhas.mov we need another universe. perhaps arrange buddda next to buha, run as long as you like. i can't meditate, i can only watch a cycle or two, but the files aren't all that large.
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Re: more... [Weblogsky] Darwin is controversial (fwd)
The dark ages have been thrashing around in the bottom of the latrines for a long time here and are now dripping and stinking in the most powerful positions in the country. Be very afraid... John At 03:50 PM 11/25/2005, you wrote: Truly extremely shocking -- but, on the other hand, while Americans might question the evolution theory they would never question the mechanics behind the internal combustion engine. So their hypocrisy might just be a luxury thing Geert http://nznl.com On Nov 24, 2005, at 8:40 PM, Alan Sondheim wrote: -- Forwarded message -- Date: Thu, 24 Nov 2005 09:11:26 -0600 From: Jon Lebkowsky <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [Weblogsky] Darwin is controversial Christian fundamentalists have gained so much influence that a Charles Darwin exhibit at the American Museum of National History, essentially a mainstream science exhibit, is too controversial to attract corporate sponsors. However the Creationist Museum in Ohio has raised $7 million. I'm finding this (via Dave Farber's IP list) in the UK Telegraph -- it's not getting reported in the U.S. I never once suspected that we could slide back to the dark ages, but that now seems very possible. [Link] < http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2005/11/20/> wdarwin20.xml&sSheet=/portal/2005/11/20/ixportal.html> Posted by Jon Lebkowsky < http://technorati.com/tag/jonlebkowsky> at 09:10 AM | Link < http://www.weblogsky.com/archives/000702.html> | Comments (0) < http://www.weblogsky.com/mt/szac.cgi?entry_id=702> | TrackBack (0) < http://www.weblogsky.com/mt/mt-tb.cgi?__mode=view&entry_id=702 > | Posted to Science < http://www.weblogsky.com/archives/cat_science.html> -- Jon Lebkowsky CEO, Polycot - http://polycot.com Coordinator, SXSW Interactive 2006: Digital Convergence Track 503 W. 17th, Suite 100 Austin, TX 78701 Office phone; 512 482-0715 cell 512 762-6547 fax 512 857-0049 personal weblog: http://weblogsky.com http://public.2idi.com/=jonl __ Dr. John M. Bennett Curator, Avant Writing Collection Rare Books & Manuscripts Library The Ohio State University Libraries 1858 Neil Av Mall Columbus, OH 43210 USA (614) 292-3029 [EMAIL PROTECTED] www.johnmbennett.net ___
Re: more... [Weblogsky] Darwin is controversial (fwd)
Truly extremely shocking -- but, on the other hand, while Americans might question the evolution theory they would never question the mechanics behind the internal combustion engine. So their hypocrisy might just be a luxury thing Geert http://nznl.com On Nov 24, 2005, at 8:40 PM, Alan Sondheim wrote: -- Forwarded message -- Date: Thu, 24 Nov 2005 09:11:26 -0600 From: Jon Lebkowsky <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [Weblogsky] Darwin is controversial Christian fundamentalists have gained so much influence that a Charles Darwin exhibit at the American Museum of National History, essentially a mainstream science exhibit, is too controversial to attract corporate sponsors. However the Creationist Museum in Ohio has raised $7 million. I'm finding this (via Dave Farber's IP list) in the UK Telegraph -- it's not getting reported in the U.S. I never once suspected that we could slide back to the dark ages, but that now seems very possible. [Link] <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2005/11/20/ wdarwin20.xml&sSheet=/portal/2005/11/20/ixportal.html> Posted by Jon Lebkowsky <http://technorati.com/tag/jonlebkowsky> at 09:10 AM | Link <http://www.weblogsky.com/archives/000702.html> | Comments (0) <http://www.weblogsky.com/mt/szac.cgi?entry_id=702> | TrackBack (0) <http://www.weblogsky.com/mt/mt-tb.cgi?__mode=view&entry_id=702> | Posted to Science <http://www.weblogsky.com/archives/cat_science.html> -- Jon Lebkowsky CEO, Polycot - http://polycot.com Coordinator, SXSW Interactive 2006: Digital Convergence Track 503 W. 17th, Suite 100 Austin, TX 78701 Office phone; 512 482-0715 cell 512 762-6547 fax 512 857-0049 personal weblog: http://weblogsky.com http://public.2idi.com/=jonl
Re: enlightenment is a redon exhibit
noirs (the unrated artist - for odilon redon) blinded by evil glory a large bird descends from the eye balloon hurtling itself against her hair within the precarious glimmering of haunted light in a window within the precarious glimmering of haunted light the ghost of christ in the shape of a serpent closes its eyes avoiding evil glory the seated woman's fear of battle is only heightened by the precarious glimmering of haunted light while the baptist & saint anthony tempted by the serpent christ watch their heads roll from platters toward the trees on a rocky slope @ daybreak against the blue sky near a beach of rocks touched by the precarious glimmering of haunted light thru the window of a fishing boat where christ the serpent & a seated woman battling fear reside among the black winged angels & a winged horseman & a centaur who aims his arrows @ the clouds while descending toward hell @ the bottom of a well where the precarious glimmering of haunted light lies trapped within the degeneration of imaginary figures where fairy convicts dwell beside a burning sobbing bodiless orpheus & a hideous smiling polyped cyclops whose eye is shattered by the precarious glimmering of haunted light as he questions his feet & where they might take him he planted on the earth like a tree on a rocky slope near a beach of rocks where a fishing boat waits in the murky light which is very much different tho similar to the precarious glimmering of haunted light where within the window the serpent christ sits opening toward terror onto the backdrop of our nights & the germination of stars while tempted by sanity the heart has its reasons for creating evil glory from a precarious glimmering of haunted light where the beautiful woman closes her eyes & touches her hair while battling fear as the bird settles down builds a nest in her hair making death's head the only real juror now. steve dalachinsky nyc @ moma 11/20/05 & @ home 11/24/05
more... [Weblogsky] Darwin is controversial (fwd)
-- Forwarded message -- Date: Thu, 24 Nov 2005 09:11:26 -0600 From: Jon Lebkowsky <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [Weblogsky] Darwin is controversial Christian fundamentalists have gained so much influence that a Charles Darwin exhibit at the American Museum of National History, essentially a mainstream science exhibit, is too controversial to attract corporate sponsors. However the Creationist Museum in Ohio has raised $7 million. I'm finding this (via Dave Farber's IP list) in the UK Telegraph -- it's not getting reported in the U.S. I never once suspected that we could slide back to the dark ages, but that now seems very possible. [Link] <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2005/11/20/wdarwin20.xml&sSheet=/portal/2005/11/20/ixportal.html> Posted by Jon Lebkowsky <http://technorati.com/tag/jonlebkowsky> at 09:10 AM | Link <http://www.weblogsky.com/archives/000702.html> | Comments (0) <http://www.weblogsky.com/mt/szac.cgi?entry_id=702> | TrackBack (0) <http://www.weblogsky.com/mt/mt-tb.cgi?__mode=view&entry_id=702> | Posted to Science <http://www.weblogsky.com/archives/cat_science.html> -- Jon Lebkowsky CEO, Polycot - http://polycot.com Coordinator, SXSW Interactive 2006: Digital Convergence Track 503 W. 17th, Suite 100 Austin, TX 78701 Office phone; 512 482-0715 cell 512 762-6547 fax 512 857-0049 personal weblog: http://weblogsky.com http://public.2idi.com/=jonl
is unreal or what?
eyesore (bellevue waiting room) boneless inquiries doneless eyesores reimbursing the heavily accented woman inquires you have an accent where are you from? brooklyni say no you can't bea smokescreen / red hot fake firefighter remorseless / gas mask war everywhere somewhere all the time i say banging on her door silly bond untouched within restricted space a cancer a pregnant pause a birdscape a solutions whiner w/a full stomach ichanhi mallah a hard-(s)cell guy celebrating fame's grief tempting vice w/some celeb-siting news fame- grief's price sighted i am handsome for a guy from brooklyn i say - you think i have an accent because you have an accent no i don't she replies thick-accented skewering her words i think about it add lines to my stumbling pronouncements & although i am wireless i can never donate my body parts to authorized retailers even if shipping is free i think like a camera might think body parts inner organs & outer limbs world's a part dodged slain a new mode(l) can't hurt a dropped anchor or a bitter taste get your eyes out of my sight is how the subtitles read i am floor length & calamitous attainment i sweep my garden w/a bloom (the subtitles read) absorb good news like a blotter & balance all my bias with my belly. steve dalachinsky nyc 10/2/05
is this pome surreal?
a cloistered heart windshield/ s the weather in turn we graduate weak soldiers into bubbly corpses gambling w/the hereafter as if it were the 5th season rope-gathering birds assasinated by the undergrowth tinted decisions / all blurry & watery & bridaled a sequenced onyd or off it as far as thrown from a horse or wild-pitched moment contained in this toosweet cup - o' - java & ytame stitched to presnant idols - racey photos if photos could move epochly the way they already mercilously speak the eyes limbs will reason a brilliant yet teasing look into the bottomless flatness a still life letter aiding continuum as mouth shapes loops of deadly fruit & apologies visceral pumping valentines a stranded bride storm train schedules & bouquets monthes sliced thin by the burden of age nails thru the serpent's head last night mother barked at me head bare an unrelenting animal breathing in the stink of the streets & babble exits & lazy wildlife guided by a series of misleading clues i can only guess how awake these heads of state are viewed from the back here amongst the fish tank's bubbling oh sewing machine mend my torn yet seamless innards. steve dalachinsky nyc 10/30/05 at cloisters cafe
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If Evolution Is Wrong, Why Are All The 'Intelligent Design' Advocates Knuckle Draggers
"It Is Deeply Irresponsible To Rewrite The History Of How The War Began. But What The Fuck. I Ain't Nothin' If I Ain't Irresponsible," Says Bush: Bush's Angry Offensive Popular Among Delinquent Dads, Catholic Bishops. To Others, Its Just Offensive: Bush Forcefully Attacks Iraq Critics With Karl Rove's Thoughts And Perversions By THORD REICHMANN "If Evolution Is Wrong, Why Are All The 'Intelligent Design' Advocates Such Knuckle Draggers?" God Asks The Assassinated Press.: Protestant Pastor In China Convicted For Distributing Bibles Printed By American Intelligence: "This Is Not Kansas, Dorothy. China Cannot Yet Afford To Have A Delusional Bunch of Bible Thumping Morons Hold Her Back Like The Great And Brutal American Empire That Sucks Dry the Rest Of The World," Says People's Court Judge Xan Chui. "If We Became As Fat And Dumb As America Is Now, America Would Gobble Us Up For Our Natural Resources." Robertson Confirms Intelligent Design Is A Smokescreen For Christian Fundamentalism; Pat Robertson Says Dover, PA Voters Should Look To Darwin To Help Them, Not God Since They Rejected The Lacuna Of Intelligence Demonstrated By Pro-Intelligent Design School Board Members, Leaving Little Doubt As To What's Behind Intelligent Design: Dover Voters Fine With That, Saying Following Darwin, They'll Continue To Look To Their Doctors For Cures, Their Meteorologists For Weather, Their Geologists For Oil And Natural Gas, Their Chemists For Kevlar, Their Metallurgists For Guns, Their Physicists For... And They'll Look To God When Pat Robertson Stops Looking Like A Genetically Engineered Lawn Troll.: By PIPER PANDORER
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sorry, the correct area code is 95446 - Original Message - From: Michael Rothenberg To: UB Poetics discussion group Cc: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA Sent: Sunday, November 13, 2005 9:48 AM Subject: New Address Michael Rothenberg Dear All, Well, I have finally found a place to relocate in California, in the Redwoods, and begin unboxing my embarassment of ashes. For those of you who want to reach me by mail to say hello or send review books for Big Bridge or have generously offered to send me books to help repopulate my library brought down by fire (but I have put you off because of no place to put the books) I now welcome correspondence from you at my new home. My mail address is: Michael Rothenberg, 16083 Fern Way, Guerneville, CA 94044. Best, Michael Michael Rothenberg[EMAIL PROTECTED]Big Bridgewww.bigbridge.org
Please Forward, Hong Kong Government is the world People's public enemy.
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Where is Ansel Adams When We Need Him?
Where is Ansel Adams When We Need Him? by Derrick Z. Jackson Boston Globe Published on Saturday, November 5, 2005 Ansel Adams came to the White House in 1975 to deliver a print of a photograph from Yosemite National Park desired by President Ford and Betty Ford. Adams, still smarting from President Nixon's neglect of public lands, asked Ford to redefine the meaning of our parks, maintain their funding, and put a ''new emphasis on preservation and environmental responsibilities." In 1983, Adams met with President Reagan, and not to deliver a photograph. He was a vocal critic of Reagan's rollbacks on environmental protection and preservation of wild areas. He said Reagan's land policies were ones of ''rape, ruin, and run!" According to Adams, had the nation been under the vision in the 1930s of Reagan's infamous Interior Secretary James Watt, Kings Canyon National Park would today ''look like part of the outskirts of Las Vegas." After Adams told Playboy magazine in 1983, ''I hate Reagan," an embarrassed White House had the beloved photographer sit with Reagan for nearly an hour. Adams left unimpressed, borrowing from Oscar Wilde to say, ''They know the price of everything and the value of nothing." One can only guess what sparks would fly if Adams, who died in 1984, could witness President Bush's resurrection of Reagan's rape, ruin, and run. This week the Senate passed a budget bill that would allow for drilling for oil in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge. The House Budget Committee, at the urging of Resources Committee Chairman Richard Pombo of California, voted to include in its budget bill a proposal to lift moratoriums on offshore oil drilling in the lower 48 states. In September, Pombo got the House to weaken the Endangered Species Act under the ruse that it oppressed landowners. Pombo wants to relax rules on public land for mining and oil interests. He even floated an idea to sell off 15 national parks. Public outrage made him drop that idea, but he and the Interior Department are floating other ideas that would turn national parks into NASCAR tracks and football stadiums, ideas that include everything from selling advertising space on park buses and trams to selling naming rights to rooms, information centers, and park museums. There is talk of corporate sponsoring of trailheads. That talk was in my head when my wife Michelle Holmes and I visited Zion National Park in Utah a month ago. The trip began three days after I saw the exquisite Ansel Adams exhibit at the Museum of Fine Arts. The closest airport to Zion is Adams's feared Las Vegas. There is still plenty of desert between the casinos on the strip and the canyon two and a half hours away, but as someone who visits an uncle periodically in America's fastest growing city, it is still stunning to see how fast the miles of earth become the outskirts and how fast the landscape becomes obliterated by billboards. In Zion our most perfect moment, our ''Ansel moment," one of unthinkable beauty, came on a day in which we waded upstream in the Zion Narrows. The narrows is where the grand panoramic views of red and white spires at the beginning of the park close in like a vise at the end of the line for the public tram. We waded upstream in the narrows, until we were specks at the bottom of a chasm of walls 1,000 feet high and only 20 feet apart. Orange light snaked down upon us. The contrast between daylight and dimness made the canyon a sandstone pumpkin. At one point, I took a picture of Michelle with the glowing walls behind her. For us, it was a moment of serenity and humble awe at a spot only our chilled legs could get us to. In Pombo's world, the wall behind Michelle would blaze, ''McDonald's Super- Size Narrows." Ansel Adams said in his autobiography that ''Starry- eyed reaction to the splendors of nature is an invaluable experience for everyone, provided it is tempered in time with a realization that this reaction hopefully exists for the many rather than the few." As beautiful as our Ansel moment was, it is also haunting because too many politicians see dollars instead of stars. Last month the National Park Service announced a $270,000 Save America's Treasures grant to help preserve Adams's works. This is while Congress assaults public lands and Bush ignores the call for environmental responsibility that Adams had issued to Ford. The outskirts of Las Vegas creep toward the day where all we may have left of our natural treasures is a photograph. http://www.commondreams.org/views05/1105-20.htm ___ portside (the left side in nautical parlance) is a news, discussion and debate service of the Committees of Correspondence for Democracy and Socialism. It aims to provide varied material of interest to p
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Is Florida's Final Solution the Bill Bennett Strategy?
Click here: The Assassinated Press America's Attack on the Poor Continues Unabated: U.S. Gives Florida a Sweeping Right to Gut Medicaid: Jeb Bush Says Florida's Final Solution is the Bill Bennett Strategy: HMO's Sharpen Forks in Anticipation of Another Great Treasury Raid: Pork to Rise While Care Disappears: "They're Just Niggers," Brags Cheney: "We Can't Count on Hurricanes," Smirks Bush: By JORGE SWILL They hang the man and flog the woman That steal the goose from off the common, But let the greater villain loose That steals the common from the goose. ".at a time when I am speaking to you about the paradox of desire -- in the sense that different goods obscure it -- you can hear outside the awful language of power. There's no point in asking whether they are sincere or hypocritical, whether they want peace of whether they calculate the risks. The dominating impression as such a moment is that something that may pass for a prescribed good; information addresses and captures impotent crowds to whom it is poured forth like a liquor that leaves them dazed as they move toward the slaughter house. One might even ask if one would allow the cataclysm to occur without first giving free reign to this hubbub of voices"
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Actions, what there is Bhasha Pariccheda, Division of the Categories of the Nya'ya Philosophy - Roeg translation 1847-50, there's this: "There are five actions, throwing upwards, throwing downwards, contract- ing, expanding and going. Wandering about, evacuating, trickling, flaming upwards, moving crookedly, are included in going." Actions are externally vectored, or internally transformed (torsion, tensor calculus). Vectors require gravitation, i.e. 'upwards' and 'down- wards' conditioned by that which is capable of contraction, expansion. Actions are situated, coherent with earth's inhabitation. Within 'going,' 'wandering about' configures only the neutrality of move- ment; the same is true with 'moving crookedly.' 'Flaming upwards' implies an external vector. 'Wandering about' and 'moving crookedly' imply no such thing, neither foundation nor embedding space; one may wander nowhere, move crookedly in relation to one's presence, an interiority related to intrinsic surface measurement. 'Trickling' and 'evacuating' reference abject expulsion; they countenance both interior and exterior, compression or collapse of the former, and the turbulent spew or emission of the latter - which is inherently vectorless - instead a fuzzy open set, topological suppuration. These categories, all of them, meld into one another - interior is the complement, however fuzzy, penetrated, incoherent, of exterior; trickling is ingestion, evacuation is impulsion. The world roils. There are 'five actions,' actions within inactions, inactions within actions, inhering incoherency of roiling. Action = eternal movement = breath. Organism is central to worlding, worlding is central to organism. http://www.asondheim.org/inextremis1.jpg http://www.asondheim.org/inextremis2.jpg http://www.asondheim.org/inextremis3.jpg http://www.asondheim.org/inextremis4.jpg
Abolishing the Poll Tax Again (fwd) - this is unbelievable - Alan
-- Forwarded message -- Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2005 21:13:02 -0400 (EDT) From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Reply-To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: Abolishing the Poll Tax Again Abolishing the Poll Tax Again Editorial The New York Times October 19, 2005 http://www.nytimes.com/2005/10/19/opinion/19wed2.html Critics of Georgia's new voter-identification law, which forces many citizens to pay $20 or more for the documentation necessary to vote, have called it a modern-day poll tax, intended to keep blacks and poor people from voting. A federal judge supported these claims yesterday and blocked the law from taking effect. Instead of continuing to defend the statute in court, Georgia should remove this throwback to the days of Jim Crow from its lawbooks. Georgia Republicans, who get few votes from African- American voters, pushed a bill through the Legislature this year imposing the nation's toughest voter- identification requirements. When it was passed, most of the state's black legislators walked out of the Capitol. Coretta Scott King, widow of Martin Luther King Jr., urged the governor to veto it. Under the new law, voters with driver's licenses were not inconvenienced. But it put up huge obstacles for voters without licenses, who are disproportionately poor and black. Most of them would have to get official state picture-identification cards and pay processing fees of $20 or more. Incredibly - beyond the cost imposed on such voters - there was not a single office in Atlanta where the identification cards were for sale. Republicans claimed the law was intended to prevent fraud, but that was just a pretext. According to Georgia's secretary of state, Cathy Cox, in recent years there have been no documented cases of fraud through voter impersonation. There have been complaints about the misuse of absentee ballots, Ms. Cox says, but the new law actually loosened the antifraud protections that apply to them. Clearly, Georgia Republicans supported the law because they believed that making it harder for blacks and poor people to vote would help their electoral chances. The League of Women Voters of Georgia, the N.A.A.C.P. and other civil rights and voting rights groups sued. In a lengthy and hard-hitting opinion, Judge Harold Murphy of Federal District Court enjoined the state from enforcing the law. He relied in part on the 24th Amendment, which banned the old racist requirement that citizens pay poll taxes before being allowed to vote in federal elections. At least one Georgia state senator is vowing to appeal, if necessary, all the way to the Supreme Court. That would send an ugly message about the state of American democracy. In the civil rights era, Southern states had to be told again and again by federal courts not to try to stop their black citizens from voting. It is shameful that in 2005, Georgia needs to be told again. * Copyright 2005 The New York Times Company ___ portside (the left side in nautical parlance) is a news, discussion and debate service of the Committees of Correspondence for Democracy and Socialism. It aims to provide varied material of interest to people on the left. For answers to frequently asked questions: http://www.portside.org/faq To subscribe, unsubscribe or change settings: http://lists.portside.org/mailman/listinfo/portside To submit material, paste into an email and send to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] (postings are moderated) For assistance with your account: [EMAIL PROTECTED] To search the portside archive: https://lists.mayfirst.org/search/swish.cgi?list_name=portside
How Amazing It Is When You Love
Or when you have a really good dream the kind where you have a hot pink mole on your thigh that looks like a four inch tall tower of babel covered in sharp black spiky hairs and these little babyle onanismian flea people are squeaking up to you and you are thinking now how exactly do i make them all speak differing languages so then you just get out some different aerosols like olive oil or hairspray or Wolfgang Sambo-Particello and spray on your thigh but suddenly its like you feel some kind of fear beacause you sense a whole yellow schoolbus of TOPY chaosmagick rude boys are outside the osmotic chamber trying to get in, but its just a noise similiar to a hyena which is making you think crazy thoughts as if you were being sprayed with Wolfgang Sambo-Particello yourself, and then you see Burroughs in your livingroom sitting near a blackwood cabinet whose front is a carved deerhead which is split in2 and one horn is each handle for the doors, and its not William its Edgar and he's dressed like Aunt Jemimah and has a little tear tattoo which is only barely concealing the miniature Tarzan tattoo which was once there like Tarzan was swinging on a tear, and he starts vomitting maple syrup all over the olive colored shag carpet in front of the fireplace underneathe the macrame' owl built on a real tree-branch with horse-chestnuts for eyes, and the babylonanismians are swarming towards your crotch and the pink babel mole is starting to itch and smart, and you can hear those TOPY boys trying to get in through the airlock where the Port Authority plays ping-pong and listens to Tiajuana Brass and does tequilla shots from little glass slippers they keep in long cases on little glass slipper shoeracks and also there are tiny toy smugglers in there that they set up on the ping pong table or maybe sculpt alot of putty around the door to look like explosives for when Mother comes home to bathe from her Sewer job and thinks these guys are some saucy burglars after her naieve macrame' constructions and carpet hook wallhangings. But with the Port Authority its always "Be-Nice-to-the-Crazy-Lady Day" That's the way they are, because her short-term memory is composed of a compulsive self-referentiality which is always making these 'sublte' gestures which no one can understand. She's from Warsaw. written after K. Silem Mohammad's Anti-Ass(Be-Nice-to-the-Crazy-Lady Day)
Re: "ALL THIS USELESS IMMANENCE IS CHORIZO!"
On Oct 14, 2005, at 2:03 PM, lanny quarles wrote: "ALL THIS USELESS IMMANENCE IS CHORIZO!" Beyond the Blue Chorizon Hal Art & Plastic Surgery Halvard Johnson email: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [EMAIL PROTECTED] website: http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard blogs: http://entropyandme.blogspot.com http://imageswithoutwords.blogspot.com
"ALL THIS USELESS IMMANENCE IS CHORIZO!"
"ALL THIS USELESS IMMANENCE IS CHORIZO!"
{in the spirit of Pierres gravées...}
The Ferengi Panchox Villakog leads a band of bandito
ferengi with handlebar guacamoli moustaches through a
K-mart parking lot leading a herd of naked blue skinned
hog-nosed animal women into a sombrero flying saucer...
Panchox Villakog: Hondele, my little 'capricci', for
like the ancient stag-films of Vulcan, our love must
leap beyond the limits of the ordinary, plus ultra, ne?
to rejoin through our 'ars combinatoria,' an immense
chaos without physiognomy!!
Bandito Uno: These monstrous women are naught but the
shadows of indecorous philosophes of poetic delight
made real through the processing power of "I'Ingegnosa
Natura."
Bandito Dos: Greed is eternal!
Hog-nosed animal woman 1: This spurious visual twaddle
is connected to our now lost 'dumb shews,' or to
indecent 'extempore farces,' too contemptible to
to describe for polite ears. Do you not see that
we are branded with the image of Richard Nixon,
the High Priest of the Blue Light Special!
Panchox Villakog: What do you know of indecent
ears, you small eared sows must never know
of the sovereign beatitudes of Latium, er,
Latinum, theese 'Letters'?
We shall break open the Cotija-smegma gorgons
of our MALE ACQUISITIONAL DESIRES upon your
feeble religion of ugly pseudo-humanity!
[one hears a bit of George Crumb from a passing Camaro,
and a bit of George Clinton from a passing Nova..]
A Giant Abraham Lincoln Spock puts down his
great black wing-tipped brougham on the entire
group, bellowing,
"ALL THIS USELESS IMMANENCE IS CHORIZO!"
"Sophocles Is Tragic. Not This Bullshit"
Click here: The Assassinated Press http://www.theassassinatedpress.com/ In Tragedy The Fucker With The Flaw Dies: Police Call Killing Of Armed Man, Hostage in Fla. Tragic: "Sophocles Is Tragic. Not This Bullshit," Aristotle Taking Issue Says. "Unless the Tragic Flaw Is That Any Trigger Happy Ignorant Fuck In America Is Tailor Made For Law Enforcement, Military And/Or Merc.": Police Hoped To Avoid Patty Hearst Situation By Shooting Indigent Woman Hostage.: "If there's a fatal flaw, its not tragic. Its institutional. Its called a lack of accountability." By MUTCH STANKY They hang the man and flog the woman That steal the goose from off the common, But let the greater villain loose That steals the common from the goose. ".at a time when I am speaking to you about the paradox of desire -- in the sense that different goods obscure it -- you can hear outside the awful language of power. There's no point in asking whether they are sincere or hypocritical, whether they want peace of whether they calculate the risks. The dominating impression as such a moment is that something that may pass for a prescribed good; information addresses and captures impotent crowds to whom it is poured forth like a liquor that leaves them dazed as they move toward the slaughter house. One might even ask if one would allow the cataclysm to occur without first giving free reign to this hubbub of voices"
Re: is
You need to use contractions, cannot revert to 19th British style -- as Oscar Wilde, might've done. Why? While I understand, and this is my opinion, and have done it that way myself, it's not easily transfer to a non native speaking audience -- and everyone's speaking English, mostly because it's the most democratic of languages, another reason why poetry should be open -- and the point of writing, I think, outside of orgasm, is to share! AJ --- Halvard Johnson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > On Sep 30, 2005, at 7:12 AM, Dan Waber wrote: > > > is > > is is nt enuf > > Hal"I can see that you are the kind of young > man who > is accustomed to winning arguments." > --Gertrude Stein to > Mortimer Adler > > Halvard Johnson > > email: [EMAIL PROTECTED] > [EMAIL PROTECTED] > website: http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard > blogs: http://entropyandme.blogspot.com > > http://imageswithoutwords.blogspot.com > __ Yahoo! Mail - PC Magazine Editors' Choice 2005 http://mail.yahoo.com
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--Gertrude Stein to Mortimer Adler
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the PINUP is a disturbance of duplication, shape-shifting
the PINUP is a disturbance of duplication, shape-shifting she comes in all sizes and one shape http://www.asondheim.org/pinup.jpg the PINUP is an exercise in shape-morphing In these modified images from a Santa Ana storefront, nothing is revealed - a restrained come-hither look (for production) combined with an absence of nipples, labia, the liquidity of the body's repose. Duplicated most likely from original photographs, they're already copyright, readied for distribution; I've stolen their souls from the store-front, for which, in Mea Shearim, in orthodox Jerusalem, I would be stoned. The figures look beneath the robes of the orthodox; orthodoxy always requires robes, hiding the pillar of the erection, the vaginal cave. What opens is only the wound of desire - the breasts cut, castration, flagellation, death to the pleasure of god. I see the saints in these women, the last vestiges of a human race before complete devastation sets in. Already photographs 'like these' litter the streets of Brooklyn and Hollywood, begging for commerce. Every human equation has, if not AIDS, any other disease of the body, tearing itself to pieces. We are all deliverers of our own deaths; our casket, the flesh, our rites long-since shattered. I am a fixture. =
a field so vast the other is lost in details
a field so vast the other is lost in details apropos of writing online sceptical persuasion then also called investigative from its activity investigating and inquiring suspensive feeling that comes about inquirer after investigation aporetic either as some say fact it puzzle over investigates everything or else being at loss whether to assent deny sextus empiricus outlines scepticism edited by julia annas jonathan barnes cambridge 2000 i cannot stress too strongly however for life we have seen develop both place movement are indispensable order store information book mind computer memory one must be almost certain will stationary yet retrievable later date this occur object containing retain configuration limited periods further more these periods enough all contained retrieved alan sondheim artist talk 1973 artists 1969 1977 peggy gale nova scotia college art design 2004 unlike dogmatists work continuous within diffused sites applications networks inter intra nets pdas cellphones wireless bluetooth satellite radios cable televisions an incandescent high speed apparently but not really unlimited names movements critiques sources files coming going circulating decaying disappearing reappearing transforming new media codework hypertext blog moo forms problematized liminal subject fast forward taxonomies access modes appear mean such writings first mediated technological apparatus including power grid second in between process stasis production distribution stasis virtual objecthood nomadic vicissitudes empire moves site updated disappears uses legacy technology processing available only few requires corporate acquiescence tools network grids free software hardware programmers who eat sleep sometimes distributes through pre existing channels channel production once distributed texts which collocation ordered collection ones zeros pluses minuses any dyadic differentiation modification others vulnerable characterized imminent access byte whatsoever individual smallest unit file text sound video program zero independently accessible therefore alterable alteration file in the large filtering might consider form articulated non articulated filtering actual course author may subjectively freely choosing parameters i e number nouns type x andor traditional authorial with intent mathematization part chosen domain modified entirety another algorithm examples well refer sonnet manner replacing vowels randomly consonants articulation used application most often file photoshop filter alter photograph color black white good example non articulation refers just writing why because here want emphasize substrate blank sheet paper empty example peirce's assertion filled spilled creative work goes content it's way thinking act offline back again never complete completed protocols change codes revisions added hacked duplicated downloaded without permission disappear their replaced corrupted technologies bandwidths copyrights enforced ignored bypassed non existent intellectual property propriety agreement utilize than readingperceiving he she whatever is etiquette duplication transformation sometime distinctions between hacking cracking payment non payment downloading forth problematizes formlessness simultaneously incorporating means itself actively passively augmenting corroding depending on intent perception reception active augmentation corrosion reference changes readerviewer interaction relatively period time phenomenological time horizon text anything automatic image generation interactive same built in instabilities reading language changing fly respond weather mouse clicks viewer's breathing patterns coupled proper hardware passive static similar nonetheless incorporates what considered surplus extraneous elements parts code formatting eliminates obfuscates corrodes taken granted readings full alphabet less standardized syntax neither style nor remains loose term kind messiness conceptual based structure deconstruction structure my own churnmonster o i heard you so monster death churn fix ha ha further future constitution do you feel your gender close fury says earth speaki ng children coke cocacola world gone game fathered g rid no you're dealing miserable fictions case contact me this 2 days already been catatonic mourning has 5 200 minutes make drug ha ha falter futuredeath churn ha ha further futureof speaking fathered gridok empyricon faltered grid i told you so monster38915children marx objects styxof fathered gridmonster ha ha falter future furystered name included show message originated andre broken dirty wrote asks questions mixes combines reorganizes answers result combination am trying interference rises surface simply documents amount took enter can't judge terms literature can produced always surprise something partially externalized internalized wittgenstein speak throw away ladder climbed up it tractatus logico philosophicus pears
Re: Church of Coltrane/Troy is God
i have met people who are fanatical cult-like devotees of my first cousin Troy Trepanier one of world's greatest show car builders-- one man when he learned Troy is my cousin knelt and kissed my feet and said did you know Troy is God? (you can google Troy and see for yourself--) From: Steve Dalachinsky <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Reply-To: "WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA Subject: Re: Church of Coltrane Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2005 10:37:21 -0400 church of trane 100% true i met some of them alice is totally against it he for them is the messiah _ Express yourself instantly with MSN Messenger! Download today - it's FREE! http://messenger.msn.click-url.com/go/onm00200471ave/direct/01/
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Fwd: eratio issue six is online
-- Forwarded message --From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] < [EMAIL PROTECTED]>Date: Sep 21, 2005 7:08 PMSubject: eratio issue six is onlineTo: [EMAIL PROTECTED]please share this announcement with others 9.eratio postmodern poetry issue six, fall 2005http://www.eratiopostmodernpoetry.com* poetic language *Jack Foley Nicholas ManningDan MastersonSalvatore Quasimodo, Tr. Anny BallardiniJorge Lucio de CamposTodd SwiftHugh TribbeyEileen TabiosAshok NiyogiDustin HellbergAmy J. GrierLorcan Ryan-Black Graham NunnPhil Cordelli & Brandon ShimodaMark YoungSandy FlorianMarcia ArrietaEmily WaplesErin McElroyJane AdamCrag HillJeffrey SideC. L. BledsoeTimothy David OrmeJosé Alejandro Peña Thomas Lowe TaylorAl SwansonDavid ChikhladzePR Primeau* eidetics *Vadim Bystritski* the eratio broadside *Keith Tuma & jUStin!katKOJo CookAryan Kaganof Catherine H.* bookshelf *Jake Berry reads Hank Lazer* the eratio gallery *Jeff CrouchJukka-Pekka KervinenMárton Koppány.edited by Gregory Vincent St. Thomasino .eratio appears for spring and fall and is always readingplease read the guidelines before sending:http://www.eratiopostmodernpoetry.com/contact.html * visit the eratio blog-auxiliary for updates *http://eratio.blogspot.com.eratio postmodern poetry issue six, fall 2005 http://www.eratiopostmodernpoetry.com."The noise of them that sing I do hear."9
Re: the sticky name is all Bramhall (a partial bio)
Was waitin' to meet those other certified high schoolers in 1988 who was inspired. Was inspired to be free from that adolescent chain, but couldn't tell what was inspirin'. Was public schools that was as inspirin' as any others. Was writin' rhymes in spiral notebooks and didn't know any friends who was. Was doin' that for years already and reading them to Caroline in the band room every day. Was both of us percussionists and often doing nothin' while the flutes or clarinets rehearsed. Was never really competent in readin' and writin' and grammarin'. Was definitely not 'rithmatical although a love of baseball loved me with statistical love and I learned to love hard-ballin' as one of my free time loves. Was what I was and, competent or sans, began to see-saw what I was. ZZ. Was in a college or two takin' curses with the rest of 'em. Was just born in 1970, far from dead yet I was, and stayed schoolin' for ten more years. Was college curses was a new chain or was I really still as free as I was? Was San Francisco what it was and was I there ridin' buses and busin' tables and tablin' rhymes and then something else was. Was readin' books in the day and bookin' pints all that lofty night jazz and women that was jammin' 'round those wet bar tables and takin' me home I was or was they? Was writin' my heart out walkin' around sleeveless and keepin' it there and someone said "youse pretty prolific" and I never thought I was but I was and kept talkin'. Was who it was, I forget, who taught me it was whatever it was that was what is is and all that goes up in the joint, historical or philosical or colossical or what. Was those names they was and everyone some said certain names and other ones said other ones and I didn't know who or how or, whoa, who was. Was I where I was was what I was wonderin'. Was what I was rhymin' or whateverin' what it could be? Was it flowery 'nough, lovish, lovely? Was it a woman could dance to it? Was it in your face or on mine or was it my foot in my mouth again it was, but she came home with me even though I smelled like a drunk bookworm and rattled misquotes and wore a tattered lid with not enough change left to get us there? Was I lookin' for 'em or was they lookin' me for 'em. Was it like this and it went on and it ended once or partial. Was it who I was who was waitin'? Was it this library of stolen paperbacks and second-hand crap's what it was. Was a nice smoke or a pack over a few hours. Was more of this readin' and writin' and jobbin' up in it now, though, it was and it was always getting' jobbed before and not in no wine-jobbed job neither and readin' books with and talkin' talk with literated wine bottles in a dark cellar but it was darkened it was and stank and we propped up the couch on those books and corks. Was it what I was sayin' or what was it I was... -- Bob Marcacci A life of reaction is a life of slavery, intellectually and spiritually. One must fight for a life of action, not reaction. - Rita Mae Brown > From: Allen Bramhall <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > Reply-To: "WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" > > Date: Mon, 19 Sep 2005 07:07:55 -0400 > To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA > Subject: the sticky name is all Bramhall (a partial bio) > > Competently certificated and carried out of high school in 1970, > competently without inspiration in public schools. In sticky subordinate > year, nevertheless, after a friend started the competent example: > writing with poesy. Since then, the letter is a central care. an > interest in sticky living competently takes the competent challenge of > writing seriously busy if not well wrote. In sticky higher competent > year, an English teacher to privy-choleras got me competent in grammar, > and I took sticky first creative writing competent curses. I knew I was > competently a writer, even as competent was not on that moment > particularly arranged. Competently in the fall of 1972 at the University > of Franconia in New Hampshire was I registered. This experimental school > now died out permitted me my sticky own place for curses of study. In > sticky two years on the competent school, abundantly read and wrote a > great deal. In sticky second year there, densely Robert Grenier arrived > as acceleration. Grenier introduced me to much of the writers now > important for me, including Charles Olson, Gertrude Stein, Ezra Pound, > Louis Zukofsky, and Robert Creeley. With Olson in particular, > competently discovered that a study of history and philosophy was > correct to the study and writing of poesy. as it happens, the poesy with > other things besides daffodils and speaking could c
Re: the sticky name is all Bramhall (a partial bio)
Alex Jorgensen wrote: An apology. Anyway, nice to read what you wrote. Incidently, I knew Bob Creeley for about seven years. Gotta respect someone who reads Creeley, I think - or, at least, I do. AJ --- Allen Bramhall <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: Alex Jorgensen wrote: dis is wha I been waitin tah-hear ah, someone who likes their English broken! thanks! my comment was aimed at myself, because the piece was a major overhaul of something quite prosaic. Robert Grenier introduced me 3 times to Creeley at a party afer a reading in Franconia New Hampshire, but Creeley was too distracted each time. we had our little moment later, when he was clapping and stomping to make the record player skip, and I added rhythmic counterpoint. eye to eye, if you will. sincere thanks. Allen
Re: the sticky name is all Bramhall (a partial bio)
An apology. Anyway, nice to read what you wrote. Incidently, I knew Bob Creeley for about seven years. Gotta respect someone who reads Creeley, I think - or, at least, I do. AJ --- Allen Bramhall <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > Alex Jorgensen wrote: > > >dis is wha I been waitin tah-hear > > > ah, someone who likes their English broken! thanks! > __ Yahoo! Mail - PC Magazine Editors' Choice 2005 http://mail.yahoo.com
Re: the sticky name is all Bramhall (a partial bio)
Alex Jorgensen wrote: dis is wha I been waitin tah-hear ah, someone who likes their English broken! thanks!
Re: the sticky name is all Bramhall (a partial bio)
dis is wha I been waitin tah-hear --- Allen Bramhall <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > Competently certificated and carried out of high > school in 1970, > competently without inspiration in public schools. > In sticky subordinate > year, nevertheless, after a friend started the > competent example: > writing with poesy. Since then, the letter is a > central care. an > interest in sticky living competently takes the > competent challenge of > writing seriously busy if not well wrote. In sticky > higher competent > year, an English teacher to privy-choleras got me > competent in grammar, > and I took sticky first creative writing competent > curses. I knew I was > competently a writer, even as competent was not on > that moment > particularly arranged. Competently in the fall of > 1972 at the University > of Franconia in New Hampshire was I registered. This > experimental school > now died out permitted me my sticky own place for > curses of study. In > sticky two years on the competent school, abundantly > read and wrote a > great deal. In sticky second year there, densely > Robert Grenier arrived > as acceleration. Grenier introduced me to much of > the writers now > important for me, including Charles Olson, Gertrude > Stein, Ezra Pound, > Louis Zukofsky, and Robert Creeley. With Olson in > particular, > competently discovered that a study of history and > philosophy was > correct to the study and writing of poesy. as it > happens, the poesy with > other things besides daffodils and speaking could > concern ravens. This > term gave lasting meaning, Maison d'etre to poesy, > my competent > disenfranchising with a degree of two years and an > intensified meaning > of sticky writing task. Grenier published a long > poem of mine in a day > book which he called This. Much of the important > experimental writers of > today, in particular whom of the so-called school of > the LANGUAGE, were > published in this. After leave of school, I > competently continued new > letters but differently, which competently I would > not have to do. > Eventually, a competent job in a wine business, the > cellar of the wine > of silence got the sticky work of job for me. > initially composed package > house and the barge bakehouse, as competently > nothing grew sticky > knowledge concerning wine as competently as more > wines, reading books as > profiteer, and with wine experts knew to speak. Thus > competent as a wine > consultant, Council and recommendation. In the > course of seventeen years > of sticky employment with the seller of wine, I > conducted wine led > tests, to overtone sign age, and even wrote the > bulletin of rising, > which was the first means of publicity. Each of > these activities can be > described as education. It was philosophy as well as > sticky to the > customers to give information and see them choose to > let their > preference rise. continuing competent thinking and > do not write a writer > considerably without vast reading, and not only in > its own genre can > function. Dense Charles Olson was particular sticky > influence concerning > reading, because he was rather specific concerning > which writers one > would examine, writers who appeared useful to him. > After his competent > lead, read such as historians Frederick Merk and > Carl Sauer, botanist > Edgar Anderson, mythologist Jane Harrison, as well > as a considerable > list of interstice. That meaning of > interdisciplinary research interests > me. Competently in 1993, reached a competent > impasse. > __ Yahoo! Mail - PC Magazine Editors' Choice 2005 http://mail.yahoo.com
the sticky name is all Bramhall (a partial bio)
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Seven children found wandering together Six-year-old in charge; group later reunited with parents By The Associated Press Monday September 05, 2005 BATON ROUGE, La. -- In the chaos that was Causeway Boulevard, this group of refugees stood out: a 6-year-old boy walking down the road, holding a 5-month-old, surrounded by five toddlers who followed him around as if he were their leader. They were holding hands. Three of the children were about 2 years old, and one was wearing only diapers. A 3-year-old girl, who wore colorful barrettes on the ends of her braids, had her 14-month-old brother in tow. The 6-year-old spoke for all of them, and he told rescuers his name was Deamonte Love. Thousands of human stories have flown past relief workers in the last week, but few have touched them as much as the seven children who were found wandering together Thursday at an evacuation point in downtown New Orleans. In the Baton Rouge headquarters of the rescue operation, paramedics tried to coax their names out of them; nurses who examined them stayed up that night, brooding. Transporting the children alone was "the hardest thing I've ever done in my life, knowing that their parents are either dead" or that they had been abandoned, said Pat Coveney, a Houston emergency medical technician who put them into the back of his ambulance and drove them out of New Orleans. "It goes back to the same thing," he said. "How did a 6-year-old end up being in charge of six babies?" So far, parents displaced by flooding have reported 220 children missing, but that number is expected to rise, said Mike Kenner of the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children, which will help reunite families. With crowds churning at evacuation points, many children were parted from their parents accidentally; one woman handed her baby up onto a bus, turned around to pick up her suitcase and turned back to find that the bus had left. At the rescue headquarters, a cool tile-floored building swarming with firefighters and paramedics, the children ate cafeteria food and fell into a deep sleep. Deamonte volunteered his vital statistics. He said his father was tall and his mother was short. He gave his address, his phone number and the name of his elementary school. He said the 5-month-old was his brother, Darynael, and that two others were his cousins, Tyreek and Zoria. The other three lived in his apartment building. The children were clean and healthy -- downright plump in the case of the infant, said Joyce Miller, a nurse who examined them. It was clear, she said, that "time had been taken with those kids." The baby was "fat and happy." "This baby child was terrified," he said. "After she relaxed, it was gobble, gobble, gobble." As grim dispatches came in from the field, one woman in the office burst into tears at the thought that the children had been abandoned in New Orleans, said Sharon Howard, assistant secretary of the office of public health. Late the same night, they got an encouraging report: A woman in a shelter in Thibodeaux was searching for seven children. People in the building started clapping at the news. But when they got the mother on the phone, it became clear that she was looking for a different group of seven children, Howard said. "What that made me understand was that this was happening across the state," she said. "That kind of frightened me." The children were transferred to a shelter operated by the Department of Social Services, rooms full of toys and cribs where mentors from the Big Buddy Program were on hand day and night. For the next two days, the staff did detective work. Deamonte began to give more details to Derrick Robertson, a 27-year-old Big Buddy mentor: How he saw his mother cry when he was loaded onto the helicopter. How he promised her he'd take care of his little brother. Late Saturday night, they found Deamonte's mother, who was in a shelter in San Antonio along with the four mothers of the other five children. Catrina Williams, 26, saw her children's pictures on a web site set up over the weekend by the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children. By Sunday, a private plane from Angel Flight was waiting to take the children to Texas. In a phone interview, Williams said she is the kind of mother who doesn't let her children out of her sight. What happened the Thursday after the hurricane, she said, was that her family, trapped in an apartment building on the 3200 block of Third Street in New Orleans, began to feel desperate. The water wasn't going down and they had been living without light, food or air conditioning for four days. The baby needed milk and the milk was gone. So she decided they would evacuate by helicopter. When a helicopter arrived to pick them up they were told to send the children first and that the helicopter would be back in 25 minutes. Sh
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Fwd: [dtvmail] this experience is one of the most intense and crazy things I have ever seen.
[these are from my son who instead of being around to enroll in his senior year of high school went down to help out...it's giving me rapidly graying hair at the same time I'm really proud he went down to the front lines to help out. ~mIEKAL] Begin forwarded message: From: Zon Wakest <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Date: September 3, 2005 1:08:37 PM CDT To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [dtvmail] this experience is one of the most intense and crazy things I have ever seen. Reply-To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] this experience is one of the most intense and crazy things I have ever seen. the information in the country in flowing so fast that no one can really perceive the the whole picture, everyone in in shock. my mind is reeling, I want to help in anyway I can, be apart of the action. I am in Jackson MS. there are mile lines at every gas station, half the city is still without any power. Trees are laying across all the small roads in residential areas here, everyone is shook up, talking to each other about the situation. there are supposedly 80,000 refuges in town already, all without homes, staying at all the churches. you have to wait at least a few hours to get gas if you want to drive anywhere. There is a $20 cap in most of MS on how much gas you can buy. All the gas stations are being run by police now, because there are so many people trying to get gas, so they can get away, or, get in and help. everyone is talking. everyone who has seen the coast says there are bodies floating around in the water, lots of them. The death count on the media keeps changing, no one knows how many people it is yet, but the confirmed count seems to be over 500 now, I am sure that it will rise to above 1000 in the next few days. Every seems to have friends who are missing. the internet is abuzz with people talking, asking questions about what if happening, everyone wants a central place for information, but there are hundreds of central places now. People are still blogging from inside New Orleans, that info seems to be the most sought out in the circles I am in. indymedia sites have some information, but most of it is in the forums and chats. I will try to but up more information on the internet when I find time. I am safe, and have a place to stay here with some nice smart people here in Jackson. Zon the pictures are at http://flickr.com/photos/wakest/ there will be more pictures up tonight of the disaster I have seen so far. also, sometime today I will have stuff up at http://www.jacksonfreepress.com/katrinablog.php Zon
[corp-focus] Dr. Matt is Agitated (fwd)
-- Forwarded message -- Date: Sun, 28 Aug 2005 02:57:53 -0700 From: Sebastian Mendler <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Reply-To: Philosophy and Psychology of Cyberspace <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [corp-focus] Dr. Matt is Agitated (fwd) Oh this is funny... / /skip Skip Mendler IF BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING info: www.skipmendler.comLET'S KEEP HIM ENTERTAINED -- Forwarded message -- Date: Tue, 23 Aug 2005 17:23:46 -0400 From: robert weissman <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [corp-focus] Dr. Matt is Agitated Dr. Matt is Agitated By Russell Mokhiber and Robert Weissman Dr. Matt Hahn is agitated. Steamed. Hot under the collar. People around him are fat. Out of shape. Blubbery. And drug reps keep bringing junk food into his office. Pizza with a ton of cheese. Cookies. Crap. Dr. Matt gripes about it. He pushes back at the drug reps. But they keep coming. Junk food in hand. A wave of junk. Delivered by an army of drug reps. And nothing can stop them. Dr. Matt is a family doctor at the Tri-State Community Health Center in Hancock, Maryland. Notice the word "health." Dr. Matt sits on the drug/prevention divide. Of course, we need drugs to treat illness. But much of our illnesses are preventable. Eat well. Exercise. Keep the drugs at bay. Eat junk. Stay on the couch. And drugs will follow. So, what is it with drug reps anyway? They don't bring grapes and apples as they travel the country. They bring donuts and pizza. Could it be that they are seeking to induce illness so that they may sell more drugs? Or is it just that their customer pool is so saturated that grapes don't cut it? Grapes don't cut it. Bring on the crap. When he calls agitated, we know what it's about. What is it Dr. Matt? You're not going to believe this. Try us. No, sit down. This one is special. Go ahead. You are just not going believe it. Just tell us what you have. He told us. And we didn't believe it. Until he brought over the evidence. A box of Mini Belgian Eclairs -- "filled to the brim with bavarian dairy cream and topped with chocolate -- contains 50 Mini Eclairs -- 241 calories per serving." And a box of Belgian Mini Cream Puffs -- "filled to the brim with whipped vanilla dairy cream -- contains 70 Cream Puffs -- 305 calories per serving." The boxes were empty -- the staff at Tri-State Community "Health" Center had devoured them instantaneously. Who brought these wonderful items in, Dr. Matt? The drug rep from Novo Nordisk -- the maker of insulin to treat diabetics. Right there, on top of each container -- "compliments of Novolog Mix70/30." Belgian mini eclairs brought to you by a Danish insulin company. Now, Novo Nordisk is a leader in the field of diabetes treatment. But they also project themselves as a company concerned about prevention. As they say, "Novo Nordisk's aspiration is to defeat diabetes by finding better methods of diabetes prevention, detection and treatment." We sent this statement to Dr. Matt. Dr. Matt was besides himself. "I doubt chocolate eclairs are part of their prevention program," Dr. Matt said. "If they are, their program is somewhat misguided. I would have to consider eating chocolate mini Belgian eclairs a non- traditional type of prevention." "Did this company possibly find it ironic that they were handing out foods that worsened the very condition that their medication treats?" Dr. Matt asks. "Is there anything beyond selling more insulin?" The pharmaceutical industry spends $5.7 billion a year on marketing directly to physicians -- that's $6,000 to $7,000 per doctor. Benjamin Littenberg, director of general internal medicine at the University of Vermont, says that taking anything from drug companies violates a trust. "They shouldn't be allowed to offer gifts, and we shouldn't be allowed to accept them, and it's appalling it's even an issue," Dr. Littenberg said recently. Our guess is that most doctors, like Dr. Matt, don't want the crap that drug companies air drop on their offices. But the drug companies keep it coming. And if Novo Nordisk was embarrassed by their drug rep's eclair cream puff delivery, it wasn't saying. A company spokesperson, Susan Jackson, said she couldn't comment. Russell Mokhiber is editor of the Washington, D.C.-based Corporate Crime Reporter, <http://www.corporatecrimereporter.com>. Robert Weissman is editor of the Washington, D.C.-based Multinational Monitor, <http://www.multinationalmonitor.org>. Mokhiber and Weissman are co-authors of On the Rampage: Corporate Predators and the Destruction of Democracy (Monroe, Maine: Common Courage Press). (c) Russell Mokhiber and Robert Weissman
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