Time is abstract of trauma.
Part for part: a kidney has been paid for just part of his failed migration from Eritrea. |
and, before them, banks
have been described, decried
as Cathedrals to Money,
Towers of Mammon.
But cathedrals and temples always
were the result of great endowment
by moral and spiritual famine.
The Israelis have announced
a General Plan for Gaza,
a zone of their most intense interest,
eerily reminding us of the Nazi
General Government of Poland (1939-1945)
administered by one of the worst war-criminals,
General Hans Frank.
'The Jews' (I term I hate to use)
are currently and perhaps henceforth
known more for their vengeance
than their suffering.
And maybe
sometime soon, some A.I. fake-news video
will show an Israeli soldier eating
a Palestinian baby.
(the) loss of 'innocence',
but the lack (and fear) of intimacy
which has little to do with sex
(except tangentially)
and whose absence turns us into
reality-reducing wrecks.
There was a lavatory (beyond the coalhouse)
in the gloomy back-yard
of our narrow, semi-detached victorian house :
for lower-status people,
the sort who came only to the back door.
It was probably not meant for men to piss in
unless they took their trousers down.
Although we had scratchy, unabsorbent
'medicated' toilet-roll
in our small bathroom-lavatory upstairs,
the outside installation
which I always thought was not too clean
had torn bits of The Radio Times
or The Northern Whig
(a rag as right-wing as The Daily Mail)
hanging from a loop of string
upon a rusty nail.
As a child
it didn't cross my foggy mind that this was mean.
It housed a yard-brush, a garden fork, a spade....
as well as spiders. earwigs and the occasional snail.
It was like this, with bench seat
and circular hole, (and a front panel)
but the walls were distempered yellow.
"In the International Arena,"
the same meanness
of Europe and NATO
in doling out proper assistance
in dribs and drabs
almost cost Europe's
outside lavatory (Ukraine)
its very existence.
is not a psychedelic substance
but the shy, nocturnal,
dog-like, marsupial, extinct
Tasmanian Tiger
which may soon
be 'resurrected'
– before the Trump of Doom.
last one, photographed in 1936. |
Messier-87 |
A tiny chunk of a neutron star,
the size of a sugar cube,
could weigh a billion tons.
More challenging than
the mysteries of astrophysics
is the infinitesimal question of how
the animal minds that can approach
(and indeed photograph) them
can wage senseless, bloody
wars for ownership of bits
of the tiny, ultimately ownerless Earth.
gets to Everlasting Life upon this planet
is the eternal, equal fight
between its two smallest, most basic critters:
bacteria and viral bacteria-eaters.
Why is it so rare ?
It is such wonderful
and justified revenge.
I love Lorena Bobbitt –
and the brave few others.
Unfortunately, it is
an extremely slow method
of population- and hence
of CO₂- reduction.
I'm quite sure that
over the millennia
quite a lot of men (millions, maybe ?)
have savaged women's breasts
and nipples...
Elektric Kundalini!
especially when accompanied by Rachmaninov.
When I decided that I was not bisexual,
or confused, but queer, I assumed
like a typical Aspy that all other queers
would be lovely, sweet. liberal, gentle men.
I was taken to Heaven on Leicester Square, London:
horribly noisy but wonderful, colourful fun.
However, I read today,
at the same time, 'from 1974 until 1993,
9pm to 2am, seven nights a week, men
packed the dance-floor of Studio One,
West Hollywood, California.'
“It was the happiest place on Earth,”
remembers one patron, who, of course,
had not been pushed out of the door
for being a Person of Color.
Studio One, West Hollywood, 1980s |
عنب أكبر
Wine
is the Blood of the Tortured Vine
and Art
the pressings of the hardening heart.
that an American pick-up truck company
is called RAM, as in the verb, though
its logo is, misdirectingly a male sheep.
A recent model is a 'mini-tank' that anyone can drive –
requiring no special aptitude, no life-or-death decision –
into the Capitol or down Mexico way.
The RAM 1500 is 'lethal in a collision'.
“A truck is a tool*, but a Ram – a Ram is life.” |
*Old slang for penis.
everyone you don't know is the enemy
and also some of those you do.
Even so, it sometimes seems to me
that to plant a tree might be more
beneficial than to support democracy,
one of whose main problems is the
induced and wilful ignorance
of the electorate.
The other may be the parliamentary absence
of the secret ballot.
said Salman Rushdie
(not my favourite writer)
in an interview,
is a disease,
perhaps an infection.
I think that it's more
of an addiction.
most people know
little more than sushi;
certainly not
孤独死 kodokushi
which can be translated as
just left to rot.
in Stuttgart after opera of live sex and piercing.
“Good technique in dance to me is not just someone who can do a perfect tendu, but also someone who can urinate on cue,” said choreographer Florentina Holzinger.
I don't think we want to expand
our oppressive minds so much as
to escape them
by means of liquids, powders, work,
day-dreaming, games, gaming, books,
sport, sex, pornography, risk, war...
The tenth of October
is World Porridge Day.
It comes in many forms
and can be made from any grain,
but for me the quintessential
epicentral sludge has to be made
from pin-head oatmeal (not sissy flakes)
soaked overnight (or at least an hour)
and served with sour milk, sour cream,
fromage blanc, curds or even kefir,
with a sprinkling of brown cane-sugar
(maybe with cinnamon for kids ?)
on the top for crunch.
It can also be made with full-cream milk
instead of water, but is then a tad too rich.
Trouble (I'm Evil)
Donald Trump's Victory Song, November 2024.
because...
Imagine having 20 relatives to lose
(or even a father) ...
I'm glad that I have none.
In another newspaper article
I read that people's lives collapse
if their mobile phones are snatched.
Leave the totalitarian things at home !
A famous person is doubly so
for having a urinal in his house
because of the inconvenient height
of water-closets which are too tall
for the health of our bowels
(bidets – good also for feet – are just about right),
and too low for standing-up men
& 'the handicapped'.
Perhaps it is utilitarian like this:
or verging on the obscene like al-Fayed's:
Washbasins, good for hands and torsos,
are too low for washing the face,
and slightly too high for many men
(and adolescents) to piss in,
though easy to rinse with taps
and even wash the willy afterwards.
Petty pleasurable guilt I had,
and guilty pleasure on learning
that the domineering neighbour
I had come to dislike
had had a massive stroke. It will be fine
to see no more the weekly row
of six black underpants upon his washing-line.
Peculiarly,
instead of resentment that he had
succeeded in expiring before me
and (painlessly, swiftly as I hope
to exit) had 'pipped me at the post' – I felt
a horrible triumph at outliving him.
I am as muddledly
mean-minded as anybody else.
One of his contemptuous autumn paintings. |
Degrowth
? ? ?
Another (unrelated) word:
(to) present (as in a film or other spectacle)
seems to be much the same in all European languages
and comes from mediæval Latin præsentare, presumably from the presentation of the Host at Mass. The modern French for a knick-knack or objets-d'art shelf or cabinet is présentoir.
As for the noun: it came into English around 1200, from Latin,
The difference between present and gift is felt in the fact that one may be willing to accept as a present that which he would not be willing to accept as a gift : a gift is to help the one receiving it; a present does him honour, or expresses friendly feeling toward him. A present is therefore ordinarily to an individual; but in law gift is used, to the exclusion of present, as including all transfers of property without consideration and for the benefit of the receiver. [Century Dictionary]
Let us consider a new word and what it might mean: Depresent.
(After all, we have Degenerate.)
* * *
I recently bought a Stainless steel casserole with lid.
This description appeared on the packing in every official E.U. language (plus Russian and Turkish) except Icelandic, Irish, Albanian, Catalan, Luxembourgeois, Nynorsk, Swedish and Danish.
The following puzzled me: Dengta keptuvė su Dangčiu
(which I identified as Lithuanian because of the ė),
Kastrolis ar Vāku (Latvian because of the ā) ...
but Skirts Troškinimui and Karstumizturigs....might one of them be Maltese ?
The over-washed people
in the museum :
are they there to gaze,
to worship or fill in time ?
of gender barriers & stereotypes
would be a lovely and beneficial thing
if men became more womanly
and women stopped becoming
more and more like scary men.
of Sunflowers
and Rapeseed and Wheat and Maize...
The pipsqueak who sentenced the soup-throwers to many months in prison would not have acknowledged Van Gogh as a human being, much less bought one of his paintings.
The sunflower series is the most popular and least interesting of his amazing output. This action should make us think again about these paintings.
A writer in the Guardian points out that the great Vincent would not have wanted his paintings (other people thought of them as 'daubs') to be venerated, much less entombed in the terrifying concrete mausoleum of the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam.
'During his lifetime, Van Gogh was a pariah. No one would buy his paintings, and he suffered from numerous untreated mental illnesses. He also lived in desperate poverty.'
He wanted his pictures to hang on domestic walls, he wanted to share his uplifting and inspiring vision of landscape and people.
I think that he would have been appalled to learn where they have ended up.
Jews,
who have been persecuted only throughout
recorded history,
should spare a thought for wolves,
persecuted for at least ten thousand years.
Unfortunately, they spare few thoughts
for their nearest fellow-humans
who live their whole lives beset by howling fears.
Whereas we (mostly) can't
tune into each other, dogs
can tune into shepherds,
sheep and other dogs
almost simultaneously.
More than 100,000 plant species are thought to be undiscovered,
the majority of which are believed to be at risk of extinction...
Following my interest in little girls' groins,
long before Jurassic Park was dreamed up
and satellites were launched,
my earliest passions as a child
were Dinosaurs (1949, after seeing Brontosaurus
and, I think, Diplodocus
at London's National History Museum)
and Astronomy (1950, triggered by
an old book in the attic with a leather spine
about the solar system, written before
the discovery of non-planet Pluto).
So it was with some glee today
that I listened to a wonderfully insane
broadcast on the BBC World Service about
Dinosaurs and the Moon.
that the idea of Perfection
this side of Paradise
is blasphemy.
They would do well
to avoid 'Western' and Eastern
ethics and æsthetics,
and to respect young women
much more than old men
with prosthetics.
retro-futurist,
as in a description of FF Coppola's Megalopolis as
A strident retro-futurist folly.
Lives are not saved
merely prolonged.
(Length versus quality,
mumbles Robert's ghost.
Why bother ?)
Some people say that
only Jesus saves.
And no other.
it's not so much the bullying
that does the damage,
as the perpetual, even life-long
anxiety that it engenders.
to most of us
when we look up something in Google.
I started by typing Baltrušaitis...
and ended with
1. The Weighing of a Soul (where ?) to find out
if its weight of sin is great enough
to send it to Hell;
2. The soul in eternal hellish torment.
I have been to Norway and Albania
To Central Africa and Canada
and the middle of the Baltic Sea.
Like most people, I've never been to Paradise*
– I've been too much, too long, in me.
*But where I live is pretty close.
When I was growing up in royalist east Belfast,
to talk about The South of Ireland
(at the time, officially entitled The Irish Free State)
in polite society was like
mentioning a 'French Letter'
or Cancer, the Duke of Windsor or syphilis:
The less said (in polite society) the better.
Of the Civil War, and the Free State's
handy neutrality in World War Two,
my friends and I were decent in our ignorance.
Ein fester Berg;
Ein' feste Burg.
Luther suggested that
Jehovah (a.k.a unser Gott,
the Lord of few pities)
moved from Mosaic mountain-top
to impregnable town.
People are always leaving
the countryside for overcrowded cities.
Underlying the strong disapproval of suicide
in Abrahamic cultures
is (I suspect) the sense that it is desertion
from the human army.
declared John Keats,
"is a joy forever" (to some)
but not in the constipated
bowels of a museum.
I hear the choir
of angels singing...
No,
I hear their angel voices calling*...
Oh, no
it's just my tinnitus
both serendipitous and duplicitous.
Ol' Black Joe, retitled Poor Old Joe is one of (white sentimentalist) Stephen Foster's very popular, badly-written, and nauseating songs about black people. This one is probably the worst because it is a pseudo-Spiritual. They all, however, have great tunes, and include Way down upon the Suwanee River (Southern Georgia) and Old Folks at Home ..... I seem to remember also from my childhood Camptown Races, Old Dog Tray (which I wept over), My Old Kentucky Home...
Paul Robeson sang it rather creepily.
Listen here to a rendering from the 1920s.
One of Mr Foster's black servants was called Joe.
*I was sure that my childhood version in the Stephen Foster Songbook had in the chorus:
"I hear their angel voices calling"
but most sung versions have "I hear their gentle voices calling" because, of course, there can't be black angels!
The most famous angelic tinnitus was that of an Alsatian teenager who became known as Joan of Arc.
The devilish genius of Christianity is the promise,
at the very least, the hope of a gorgeous afterlife
(Jesus Saves)
which helps greatly to keep people
'in their place', especially as slaves.
back when I was amongst
the 'pioneers' of investigation
into Irish sweathouses,
that forty years later
I would still be contacted
by people interested in them.
seems (to me) a pretty dodgy fake statistic.
No French person would freely admit to being happy.
That's just the contrary and suspicious French attitude.
Our culture wants to measure/quantify everything.
Perhaps another way of vaguely measuring 'happiness'
(which is a fluid abstract in the same class as 'wisdom')
would be to poll people on their feelings of gratitude.
Why can't two men
love each other and a woman ?
two women love each other
and a man ? or two men ?
'Love' that is restrictive and restricting
is not affection but desire for ownership.
Restrictive love is meanly Abrahamic.
Open love is generous,
welcoming, shamanic.
what the rocket has in common
with the room full people with
Down's Syndrome
is its current location
somebody thought the rocket
belonged to the room with the handicapped
and now it’s here
in time
someone else will come
and collect the pieces
of the rocket and of the handicapped
weeping and shouting insults
at the sky
but for now
this rocket and these retards
are an unsorted matter
a puzzle
awaiting a solution
read
Totalitarian thinking/morality.
'Western Values'
are two in number:
Conquest (of the 'self', 'problems', the 'world')
and Hypocrisy
for which Merriam-Webster's Rhyming Dictionary
offers no rhyme,
nor for Theocracy.
Into Europe came the religions
which made their solipsistic gods unearthly
Out of greedy Europe came the persecuted refugees
The unforgiving everlasting light of Hollywood
chosen by diasporic Jews
and the false god of profit
captured the new-born art of cinema
(and all art, all authenticity, all immanence)
and Hollywood hijacked the world
turned the planet into scenery
behind which wars raged
its inhabitants to extras
and wonder into artificial intelligence
Shame, Shema Yisrael ! שְׁמַע יִשְׂרָאֵל
AND SO IT WILL
by a strange providence
COME TO PASS
in a manner of speaking
THAT
Every place your feet will tread will be yours:
The Desert and the Lebanon,
the Euphrates River [Iraq]
and the Western Sea [Morocco],
will form your boundaries.
and way beyond, even to the Moon.
כָּל־הַמָּק֗וֹם אֲשֶׁ֨ר תִּדְרֹ֧ךְ כַּף־רַגְלְכֶ֛ם בּ֖וֹ לָכֶ֣ם יִֽהְיֶ֑ה מִן־הַמִּדְבָּ֨ר וְהַלְּבָנ֜וֹן מִן־הַנָּהָ֣ר נְהַר־פְּרָ֗ת וְעַד֙ הַיָּ֣ם הָאַֽחֲר֔וֹן יִֽהְיֶ֖ה גְּבֻֽלְכֶֽם:
No man will stand up before you; the Lord your God will cast the fear of you and the dread of you on all the land you tread on, as He [already] said to you.
לֹֽא־יִתְיַצֵּ֥ב אִ֖ישׁ בִּפְנֵיכֶ֑ם פַּחְדְּכֶ֨ם וּמוֹרַֽאֲכֶ֜ם יִתֵּ֣ן | יְהֹוָ֣ה אֱלֹֽהֵיכֶ֗ם עַל־פְּנֵ֤י כָל־הָאָ֨רֶץ֙ אֲשֶׁ֣ר תִּדְרְכוּ־בָ֔הּ כַּֽאֲשֶׁ֖ר דִּבֶּ֥ר לָכֶֽם:
DEUTERONOMY, CHAPTER 11
and over 95% of women
suffer from O.N.D.
(Obsessive Normality Disorder)
a recent study* shows.
*by yours truly
From the least abrasive
of North America's soft-power
broadcasters* I learned that rap
is the (inevitably) sad and sleazy revenge
of the children of children of children
of slaves, whose transport and labour
was the bone-crushed, bloody, flesh-soft, very
foundation of capitalism.
Rap 'artists' were financed by 'drug-money'
and profits from transport of immigrant
labour to the USA
from central and southern America,
and is now a multi-billion dollar industry
supporting the system which has enslaved
and devastated the whole world
as it did the African continent.
*The BBC World Service, too self-promoting for me.
The world is not, as MacNeice declared,
'incorrigibly plural'
but the unimaginably complicated
single tortured victim
of irredeemably Totalitarian Man.
Billions of components
Trillions of connections in the head of every one
of 8 billion specimens of astonishingly
cunning stupidity...cupidity.
Now, Neo-Proustian Collective Intelligence
(Euro-American Inform)
combined with Climate Breakdown/
Restructuring/Interference
pushes little planet into Perfect Storm.
When I was younger people met each other.
They only met with an accident.
Now they meet with each other
as well as accidents.
When I was younger, people debated with each other
or others. Now they debate each other or others.
Today I heard an American say that
she taught with her pupils, which seems to me
impossible.
There are other examples. This is not a grump.
Language-change and evolution are inevitable,
but I think the 'freedom of prepositions'
peculiar to the USA is due to immigration –
a dastardly consequence not yet called out
(or up) by Donald Trump.
The English used to view the Irish
and the Scots as sub-human,
and treated them accordingly.
Duns Scotus was a theologian from Duns
in the Scottish Border county of Berwick. Hence Dunce.
He has been claimed by the Gaels and once
appeared on a beautiful Irish five-pound note.
Duncan is a common Scottish name
which, mixed up with monkey
replaced ass with donkey.
Jews have also been labelled sub-human,
but consider themselves Chosen People
who have (long before Germans existed)
seen themselves as more blest than all
other people in the world,
especially Palestinians
whom they once called Philistines
and who still try to live in الفلسطينيون
al-Filasṭīniyyūn.
God is such a dispiriting name for a god.
Ashtaroth is a lovely name for a Syrian city.
It's included in an American website
of suitable names for a girl.
It is also the Hebrew name for Phœnician
and Philistine, after the Mesopotamian Ishtar/Astarte
goddess of sexuality and war.
The Lord Ba'al was, on the other hand, Cloud-rider,
like Yahweh, fierce god of storms, Cumulus-fucker.
Presumably worshipped in Baalbek
as well as great Babylon,
he was brought into Europe much later
as Beelzebub, one of three Lords of Hell;
another was Astaroth...
Báʿal (בַּעַל) and Baʿl (بعل) are words for 'husband'
in present-day Palestine, once called Pelesheth.
The Jews gave the Philistines a Bad Name
which still persists one way or other
in various quarters.
They (the people of Pelesheth)
now worship the same moody, invisible god,
but he lives far away in another container.
Hebrews, Jews and Israelis,
despised as dirt poor ... or as rich moneylenders,
may soon gain another name :
Nekamites – Zion's Avengers.
Temple of Bacchus/Ba'al, Baalbek. |
I never looked for meaning
in my life, nor purpose. I have no
idea why people might or do so.
There seems to me no 'point'
in anything, except appreciation
and enjoyment of what I like,
and gratitude for kindness.
Keen Christians often talk
unhumbly about humility.
Perhaps
not wanting meaning
or purpose in life
is its free, irreligious form ?
For me there is no need of faith,
no god nor soul nor immortality,
no blessedness, no art, no meaning,
no progress but the flux and the slipping
or the crashing into death.
unsuccessfully.
It is not at all like shit
which all of us, except the hungriest,
produce.
Nor like polluted air
that everyone must breathe.
As Latin-speakers testified
it is more like testosterone
produced by little nuts
inside a little wrinkly purse.
All men need some
and those who have too much
produce yet more
and become Lords of our Scrotal Universe.
for living, whether religious
or secular,
are usually devastating
in one way or another.
There are always anomalies, just as we
as a species are anomalous.
Algorithms have proved to be
the latest kind of
social formulæ.
to 'live in the moment'
is to abandon human society
and lying, denying.
If you abandon it
for more than a bit
you'll find Enlightenment
by dying.
would have given Cordelia
the whole kingdom
had she told me that
she loved me as much
as bananas love fennel,
aniseed or absinthe.
much used (if not invented)
by those (many) Jews
who refuse to admit
that the Biblical Semites
('sons of Shem') included
all those who spoke a 'semitic', afro-asiatic
language such as Hebrew, Arabic, Aramaic. Amharic...
and used similar right to left, phonetic scripts.
Thus an 'anti-semite' is simply
a non-Jewish racist seen from
a racist Jewish perspective.
We are all, Chief Rabbi, racists.
People who find Israeli policies unpleasant
are not necessarily anti-Jewish,
and certainly not anti-semitic,
since Palestinians (formerly known as Philistines)
are (unequally) semitic.
We don't say 'anti-hamite'
for those pale pigment-deprived racists
(including some Jews)
who identify 'the other' by pigmentation.
Hadn't been so pathologically secretive
Especially about everything to do with sex
It and human life might have turned out to be
Less devastatingly penetrative.
when Beethoven was going deaf,
top doctors prescribed
the insertion of radishes
in his ears.
The presence of olive oil in the picture,
however, suggests to me
that radishes were used as stoppers
before the invention of cotton wool.
Infection might have been impeded
by the addition of sage.
When I was a child, the only known use
for olive oil was for pouring into the ear
after warming,
to soften wax before syringing
by the unfriendly family doctor.
Thus I had ear-orgasms at an early age.
Now - you've guessed it - I have tinnitus. |
sharp Semites in Asia,
Hamites with lovely hair in Africa,
and wan Japhetites in Europe,
some of them with frightening blue eyes.
The descendants of Shem
included Arabs, Persians, Jews
and inhabitants of India, Afghanistan, Ceylon.
(No mention of the Berbers or the Basques.)
Arabs, incited by Islam, moved into Africa,
displacing many northern Hamites
and some of the Japhetites of Spain.
Jews were expelled (some having hurled
themselves from the battlements of Masada)
from Judæa, Galilee...
and (in due course) everywhere in Europe
except (it's said) Albania...
The Japhetites eventually took over
and destroyed the world.
Tissot: Shem, Japheth and Ham making merry while Noah 'sleeps it off'. |
or anyone, or anything, Patricia Hughes
was more than a mere
'continuity announcer'
on the BBC;
her voice was like a softly-squeezing
posh hand between the legs of my ears
even when she was reading
weather-reports or The News.
Listen to her here.
For prudes and patriarchs
(and their wives) every sexual
unconventionality is an abomination.
Thus: to rape a daughter,
son, sister or sister-in-law;
to force servants, employees
and au pairs to suck your cock,
and similarly hideous domination,
is not really worse than consensual
same-sex mutual celebration.
wrote Jonathan Freedland,
'is a hard habit to break'.
Worse – it is intravenous.
No nice Bums*
No nice Dogs
Few nice Women
in the Bible
All is Trivia
saith the Preacher
Never follow
any teacher.
*in both the British and American senses
Upbringings of different
qualities and calibres,
aspects and intensities
place veils of different densities
in front of eager eyes.