are rarely sane.
Discuss, with reference to Schopenhauer.
but now we must consider
the end of Philosophy and Psychology:
human shame at being human.
One of the first and most brutal slaving nations,
'Little Denmark' has been waging a subtle genocide
against Greenlanders since Iceland
finally gained independence in 1944
(during Nazi occupation).
Contraceptive coils were inserted into their wombs
without either their consent or their knowledge.
Birth-rates plummeted, of course,
and Greenlandic culture almost collapsed
as a result of Danish education forced upon them.
Meanwhile the rich planet-destroyers
keep on breeding and arrogantly consuming.
alias Donald James Wheal (1931-2008) :
“The ideal tyranny
is that which is ignorantly self-administered by its victims.
The most perfect slaves are, therefore,
those which blissfully and unawaredly enslave themselves.”
but was never attracted to balls,
specially not rugby, soccer or cricket balls,
until, forty years old,
I encountered the small, tender.
of a beautiful lover, at a time
when to nuzzle them, even in private,
in that country, still was a crime.
I loved going with my grandmother
to visit her friends – lovely old ladies
in lovely old houses with old furniture.
Now, owning old furniture,
the only person I visit is an old lady
five years younger than me.
|Protest against the Miss World contest.|
The loathsome Bob Hope and the tarted-up Grenadian Ms World.
Now women have to behave like men
submit to the crippling Cosmetics Fraud.
A toot from Mastodon :
His young replacement took my blood-pressure,
asked me my height, my weight, my alcohol intake,
whether or not I smoked, what medication
I have been taking – that's all.
He did not ask what I ate
He did not ask if I
(as an 81-year old living alone)
managed to cut my toenails.
He did not ask if any disease or condition
ran in my family. He didn't ask when I last
had a blood-test. When I told him (unasked)
about my femoral head replacement he only inquired
how long since I had it – not: did I have any pain ?
Needless to say, he did not show any interest in
my eyes, my teeth, or my hearing.
To renew my prescription I'll have to visit
this recently 'qualified doctor' again...
(possibly my last) in a prehistoric way,
I painted neolithic graffiti
(not very successfully)
on an ugly section of wall
opposite my house.
It may fade nicely,
from 1987, by painters born in 1941.
Firstly, Markus Lüpertz's
St Francis Prevents the Extermination of Rats.
Secondly, my Self-portrait as Lazarus with Dog.
“Female genitalia are conspicuously overlooked
in comparison to their male counterparts,
limiting our understanding of sexual reproduction
across vertebrate lineages,” the study’s authors wrote.
I have always liked snakes and spiders.
I have lots of the latter in the house,
and once welcomed a visiting viper.
But she didn't stay,
at least not upstairs. She may be feasting
on mice in the cellar.
and was forced to play rugby football at school
three times a week,
soccer-players were pale and ugly
and didn't have beards.
They also had day-jobs.
Now that soccer-players come in beautiful colours
sometimes with neat little beards –
and therefore look sexy (to me),
and are insanely rich,
still nothing would induce me to take an interest
in any team sport, especially not one
between nation-states, played on a pitch.
*However, as a Berber-lover, I hope that Western-Sahara-seizing Morocco beats genocidal France in today's World Cup quarter-finals in obscene Qatar.
I think of the right riposte to
'Why do you always have to be
different from everyone else ?'
which is 'Why do you all, always
have to be the same ?'
L'esprit de l'escalier, alas,
is not a Medical Problem.
with a vivid imagination and remarkable awareness of how bureaucracy can dash dreams, got her wish when she asked Los Angeles animal control authorities for a license to own a unicorn – if she is able to find one.
The first-of-its-kind permit came with strings attached, however: the mythical creature must be provided ample exposure to sunlight, moonbeams and rainbows and have its horn polished at least once a month with a soft cloth.
'At my first Salem’s Lot signing, I had one customer –
a fat kid who said,
Hey bud, do you know where there’s some Nazi books?’
– Stephen King, who had not arrived with a translation of Mein Kampf, just in case.
'I did a signing to which nobody came, except a guy who wanted to buy some Scotch tape and thought I was the help.'
– Margaret Atwood, who now knows that one should never be without some handy scotch-tape - and that one should dress up for signings.
flew to hideous Doha
bearing thousands of
(mainly masculine) gawpers in thrall
to international and nationalist
testosteronal (and not very beautiful)
ballet with a ball.
When Russian forces entered Chernobyl
very soon after entering Ukraine
they started digging World War One trenches
in the radioactive soil.
Indonesia set to make sex outside marriage punishable by jail
Let's not worry about Climate Catastrophe.
There are far more pressing issues.
I have recently sold a portrait
of a German guy who visited me,
with his partner, in 1985.
He had Parkinson's Disease
and had a serious mobility problem.
Around him is a quotation from Rilke
which is perfectly comprehensible
but almost untranslatable:
Nur im Raum der Klage darf die Rühmung gehn.
Praise/glorification can only come/arise/emerge
from within lamentation/sorrow/mourning/grieving/grief...
'The great thing about a walled town:
no matter how lost you get,
you eventually come to a wall.'
– Tim Dowling
...the world is indeed run by cabals, conspirators,
autocrats and criminals.
You just have to identify the true conspiracies
– such as conspiracies to disseminate
is now self-advertisement.
I still find him unreadable
in either French or English.
He showed, at mind-numbing length
how odious are they who live in luxury.
He was pretty odious himself.
|The Dead Proust, by Man Ray.|
that the trouble with civilisation
is its brain-washing vulgarity.
is a good place to be.
I never lock my house,
nor my car, which I park
on a very quiet street
100 metres from my house
along with a trailer
currently half-full of firewood.
Yesterday I left 60 euros
on the front passenger seat
where I discovered them this afternoon.
Ericky Boniphace’s photographic project –
Even The Dead Can’t Escape Climate Change
– followed labourers disinterring the remains of those buried
in a cemetery near Dar-Es-Salaam’s Msimbazi River.
For several years in a row
rising water levels have eroded the land the cemetery sits on
and swept graves away.
CT215, a French street-artist,
is Doing His Bit for Democracy
"The Western News Media" are not mentioning
the inevitable (if small) Ukrainian atrocities...
for the planet, at least
it is possible to say so.
But numbers cannot ever indicate
the catastrophe of numbers.
Independent Member of Parliament
and UNICEF Special Representative
for Humanitarian Emergencies,
wrote of the United States:
Of all the 90 countries that I worked in
[as foreign correspondent for the BBC]
it seemed to me. with the possible exception
of Equatorial Guinea, to be the most alien.
– Martin Bell, Through Gates of Fire, 2003, p.149.
thing the penis was! Half of them didn't even
work properly, and all of them looked pathetic
and detachable, like some wrinkled sea-creature
– like something you'd find goggling at you
and swaying in an aquarium."
– Paul Theroux: Doctor Slaughter, 1984.
Anthropologists don't talk about sins,
but they do make value-judgements
which are largely Abrahamic
(or should I say Abrahamist ?).
If I were to consider flaws as sins
I'd say that the first sin was
to regard sex as other than fun;
and the second was
to view animals as other.
As for the third
and maybe subsequent sins
I'll need to ponder further.
Only the very corrupt
can even imagine the corruption
of the very rich.
'Until women's constitutional right to abortion in the USA was overturned by the Supreme Court in June 2922, no one gave much thought to Safe Haven laws.
These allow a mother to give up her new-born baby for adoption, at a designated site, anonymously and without risk of prosecution. 'Safe Haven' legislation first appeared in the US in 1999 in Texas, in response to a rise in the number of abandoned babies. Now it exists in every state. These laws were never intended as an alternative to abortion. But as the options for unhappily-pregnant women diminish, some are anticipating an increase in the number of babies left by desperate mothers in hospitals and specially designed Baby Boxes at local fire stations.'
(report from The BBC)
In earlier times, such drop-boxes, baby-hatches or niches were organised informally (if not always anonymously) by the Catholic Church. Here is one (no longer used) in my village of Caylus in SW France.
written by a great writer
in the persona of Bernie Gunther :
Being wrong is an important part of being right
and only time* can tell which it turns out to be.
– Philip Kerr in Prague Fatale.
*Actually, only the end of time.