Sunday Morning

So it’s Sunday, so I watch Meet the Press. General David Petraeus said a lot things I liked. Abu Ghraib continues to bite us in the ass. Guantanamo Bay should be closed. The field guide to interrogation given to them by Congress has proven to work. And implied that don’t ask don’t tell is no longer needed.


Next was the republican hopeful for the 2012 presidential race, Governor Tim Paw-lenty (hypen’s mine) of Minnesota. Besides being your general conservative butt-nugget, he tried to spin cutting state and city bus drivers’ future pensions was a good thing. Also the 12K jobs in his state didn’t mean much because they were mainly government jobs and that only means larger government – doesn’t he work for the government?


Finally, the round table that attempts to make some sense of it all. Meet the Press round tables are somewhere between Newshour and well I don’t know, it’s a notch over I guess in shouts. Besides the two congressmen, E. J. Dionne of the Washington Post and Peggy (I’m the rich bitch in the room) Noonan of the Wall Street Journal were on. E. J. is kinda cute, because he’s fair and his gray hair flops around slightly. And I fucking hate Peggy Noonan.


This is the type of republican that would never associate with the republican base – the base that is poor, uneducated, and white. Harsh, but it is not against the base, it is against Noonan. Noonan in her gold jacket, slow dramatic speech, and face that reeks of contempt, cannot see beyond her own reflection. In this case, the indistinguishable gentleman from some republican rhetorical state, who even received Noonan’s trademark head-shake of disapproval.



Final question – Are American’s tired of big government or a haphazard government?

The Suspicious Reason of Reasoning

Our attempt to give narrative to our life, ask us to apply reason to our decisions. This is classic economics. You make decisions based on clear desire – I guess they never read their Freud.

The ideological soup that nourishes our decisions, their histories and failures, fight to make logical conclusions, logical conclusions of their version of success. Veaganism, Capitalism, Environmentalism, Buddhism. –ism discourse is the way we apply reasoning. –ism discourse is not empirical (not that all claim to be, nor should be). –ism discourse has directed our everyday lives to the point that there are no original ideas (not that there need be).

Reasoning through –ism is reasoning with the self for meaning. Meaning for not necessarily higher meaning, but meaning, whay do I do the things I do, why why why why why.

We carry our ancestors in our breathe.

Familial ideology is an –ism. So is addiction. So is poetry. So is hate. So is love.

syllabus freewrite

I want my students to learn that Victorian and Modern British Literature is England’s last great hope at culture, and it comes from everywhere but their tiny little island. Just as our modern military chases oil around the world, private and public money was extensively spent defining the Other and reaping its resources to maintain a way of life based on commodified goods. The second Industrial Revolution gave rise to a middle-class, but the wealth gap continued to grow as well, making the working middle-class just a paycheck over the poor. But larger than that, the Industrial Revolution really means the start of stuff.

Wealth shifts from community to the individual, to our modern hyper-individual (afterall it’s Margaret Thatcher who pronounces that “there’s no such thing as society”). What this means is that people move from community sustaining practices to urban survival of the fittest. The fittest however has little to do with health, welfare, or peace. Fitness becomes the GNP, and for that to happen people have to buy stuff: experiences, treasures, comforts. The staggering swirl of goods does not bring an end to this drive, but it does bring an end to the British Empire.

The places where most of this raw stuff came from (and still comes from) had a different experience. They had the culture that the Victorian Empire built herself upon. They had the resources to maintain a way of life too – had. The collapse of the British Empire who held sway of a quarter of the earth’s population, gave rise to a dramatic influx of cultures, languages, customs, technologies, musics, and ideologies around the world. This is the beginning of our global life.

i want to write

I want to write. I am not a painter I am a poet, at least that what I play on here. Words are abstract as brushstrokes. Languag3e and syllibias are ment to be played with and know it was better better to play. No plan only goals to be here and now the nice thing is it is always now. Plans melt and are adapted to greater, not greatest, but greater forces of time and space. Time beyong the roman calendar based on roman numbers a failed mathematical system. Time that stretches and holds space together time that exist through all 12 plus dimensions of space time that is the same in the past as it is in the present just as space is perpetually new with nothing added just chance colliding with itself shifting space and marking time.