Friday, January 09, 2004
A tale from Tommy Douglas: "Now if you think it strange that mice should elect a government made up of cats, you just look at the history of Canada for the last 90 years and maybe you'll see that they weren't any stupider then we are."
Altercation: "Now, it is true that the authors did manage to turn the tide at Foundation Ridge, that they managed alone to hold the ramparts at Thinktank Castle, that they organized the counterattack that swept the field at Buffet Flats, and that they only this week fought to victory in the Battle Of Charlie Rose."
from "When the Band Comes In" (1971)
Little Things (That Keep us Together)
It's on days like these
When your brother falls
You can read it all in the Times:
How a moving car
Stole a movie star--
Little Things that keep us together
While the war's going on.
It's on days like these
When your childhood cries
And you see it all on the news,
Little children starve
Growing tired of born--
Little things that keep us all close and warm
While the war's going on.
Find a place you can hide
And take what you can,
The time will arrive
When you need a friend--
Stop looking at us
We're waving good-bye.
There's a man
Shouting he's with me
When that morning comes
I can't wait to see
Just how high his eagle
On color screens
Is gonna fly
Going to fly--
It's on nights like these
That your neighbor dies
'Cos he put a gun to his head
He was so alone
He had nothing left,
Little things that call for a drink,
That bury a soldier's death.
It's on days like these
When your sister cries
And your brother falls from your hands
Jumbo jets can die
Killing 81
Little things that help us get by the why
Why the war's going on
Why the war's going on
Why the war's going on
why the war's going on
why the war's going on
why the war's going on
Little Things (That Keep us Together)
It's on days like these
When your brother falls
You can read it all in the Times:
How a moving car
Stole a movie star--
Little Things that keep us together
While the war's going on.
It's on days like these
When your childhood cries
And you see it all on the news,
Little children starve
Growing tired of born--
Little things that keep us all close and warm
While the war's going on.
Find a place you can hide
And take what you can,
The time will arrive
When you need a friend--
Stop looking at us
We're waving good-bye.
There's a man
Shouting he's with me
When that morning comes
I can't wait to see
Just how high his eagle
On color screens
Is gonna fly
Going to fly--
It's on nights like these
That your neighbor dies
'Cos he put a gun to his head
He was so alone
He had nothing left,
Little things that call for a drink,
That bury a soldier's death.
It's on days like these
When your sister cries
And your brother falls from your hands
Jumbo jets can die
Killing 81
Little things that help us get by the why
Why the war's going on
Why the war's going on
Why the war's going on
why the war's going on
why the war's going on
why the war's going on
Tilt by Scott Walker: "My background isn't Dylan and folk, but the chanson singers and they're grounded in drama. I felt I'd take the time with the words. I figured if I did that, the words would lead me, they'd tell me what to do.... If you get into their world far enough, they'll take you where you want to go. Whatever happens in any part of the album is led by the lyric."
Marginal supremacy: "I have a suspicion that, among some people who should know better, Coleridge is becoming seen as one of the deadest and whitest of European males; let's stop this nonsense before it goes too far. "
from Coleridge: A Book I Value: Selected Marginalia.: "This is the most defective Passage of the whole Treatise. It is not true, and it is of pernicious consequence, to represent Fortune as wholly mad, blind, deaf, and drunk. On the average each man receives what he pays for the miser gives care & self-torment, and receives increase of Gold--the vain give clamour, & bustle, pretensions & flattery, & receive a Buz--the Wise man Self-conquest & neighbourly Love, and receives sense of Dignity, of Harmony, and Content. Each is paid in sort--Virtue is not rewarded by Wealth, nor is the Eye affected by Sound."
MARGINALIA by E. A. Poe : " I know that indefinitiveness is an element of the true music- I mean of the true musical expression. Give to it any undue decision- imbue it with any very determinate tone- and you deprive it at once of its ethereal, its ideal, its intrinsic and essential character. You dispel its luxury of dream. You dissolve the atmosphere of the mystic upon which it floats. You exhaust it of its breath of fiery. "
Thursday, January 08, 2004
One sweet sales strategy: "The top seller for the Minneapolis Girl Scout Council last year sold 2,050 boxes. That's more than $6,000 worth of cookies. The seller, identified only as Danielle, still found time to encourage others.
'She wrote a letter to the other girls to not give up hope,' said Rosi Hewitt of Coon Rapids, whose daughter is a Girl Scout."
'She wrote a letter to the other girls to not give up hope,' said Rosi Hewitt of Coon Rapids, whose daughter is a Girl Scout."
from "The Hindu": "If I were to relinquish my passport, I would do so in favour of a country that I found superior to India. But while there is much to be admired in places like Denmark and England, there is also much to be ashamed of. The heart of whiteness is lit with lamps of blood.
And today the heart of whiteness is closing its arteries. It is doing to people with the wrong colour (of passport?) what it tried to do to its own poor in the 18th and 19th Centuries. Even the discourse sounds familiar: undeserving poor, accountability, violence, criminality, free market, etc, we have heard all this before. But this time the struggle will be longer and more bitter as the poor cannot be deported and settled in 'newly-discovered' continents, where they can get rich by their own sweat or the blood of the aborigines and slaves. Today the poor of the world can only be attracted like moths to the rich heart of whiteness. And hence the arteries of Europe and U.S. are being closed with new rules and regulations. "
And today the heart of whiteness is closing its arteries. It is doing to people with the wrong colour (of passport?) what it tried to do to its own poor in the 18th and 19th Centuries. Even the discourse sounds familiar: undeserving poor, accountability, violence, criminality, free market, etc, we have heard all this before. But this time the struggle will be longer and more bitter as the poor cannot be deported and settled in 'newly-discovered' continents, where they can get rich by their own sweat or the blood of the aborigines and slaves. Today the poor of the world can only be attracted like moths to the rich heart of whiteness. And hence the arteries of Europe and U.S. are being closed with new rules and regulations. "
The Journals of Lewis And Clark: "This traffic on the part of the whites consists in vending guns (principally old British or American muskets), powder, balls and shot, copper and brass kettles, brass teakettles and coffeepots, blankets from two to three points, scarlet and blue cloth (coarse), plates and strips of sheet copper and brass, large brass wire, knives, beads, and tobacco, with fishing hooks, buttons, and some other small articles. Also a considerable quantity of sailors' clothes, as hats, coats, trousers, and shirts. For these they receive in return from the natives dressed and undressed elk skins, skins of the seaotter, common otter, beaver, common fox, spuck, and tiger cat; also dried and pounded salmon in baskets, and a kind of biscuit which the natives make of roots, called by them shappellel. "
The Whale: "Lewis, at least, seems to have swallowed it with relish. 'It was white & not unlike the fat of Poark,' he judged,'tho' the texture was more spongey and somewhat coarser. I had a part of it cooked and found it very pallitable and tender, it resembled the beaver or the dog in flavour.' "
Cannon Beach: "The Kilamox although they possesed large quantities of this blubber and oil were so prenurious that they disposed of it with great reluctiance and in small quantities only; insomuch that my utmost exertion aided by the party with the Small Stock of merchandise I had taken with me were not able to precure more blubber than about 300 lb. and a few gallons of oil;
Small as this stock is I prise it highly; and thank providence for directing the whale to us; and think him much more kind to us than he was to jonah, having Sent this Monster to be Swallowed by us in Sted of Swallowing of us as jonah's did. "
Small as this stock is I prise it highly; and thank providence for directing the whale to us; and think him much more kind to us than he was to jonah, having Sent this Monster to be Swallowed by us in Sted of Swallowing of us as jonah's did. "
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