Random Photo: Leatherhead

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A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.

Note on Random Photo: Since I got my first digital camera I have taken thousands of photos with a succession of devices. The agglomerated images infest various computer drives,  memory sticks, and lurk in various corners of the virtual panopticon, ghosts in the “cloud,” flickers in silicon at anonymous server farms. Why not share an aliquot thereof here at the Tent Show with my fellow epeeps? A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.


Thought Balloon: Economic Logic?

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*No human economy can be other than a political economy.

Human political economy follows the laws of dismoral post hoc rationalizing memes that justify hierarchy and acquisition, not the laws of nature. It is an epiphenomenon of the real, thermodynamic economy, which follows the laws of physics and natural selection. The real economy is constrained by the limits of a finite planet. Our current global political economy believes there are no constraints; it does not believe in limits. The real economy requires no belief; has no values, contains neither salvation or doom. Human political economies are temporary fantasies, but fantasies with consequences, consequences linked to our salvation and our doom by our imaginary values.

Filed under “Talking to myself, letting you listen.”

Political economy will have to come to an end, but not as we expect it to–it will have ended by becoming exacerbated to the point of parody. Speculation is no longer surplus-value; it is the ecstasy of value, without reference to production or its real conditions. It is the pure and empty form, the expurgated form of value, which plays now on its own orbital circulation and revolution alone. It is by destabilizing itself monstrously–ironically–that political economy short-circuits every alternative. For what can you do against such a constant upping of the stakes, which, in its own way, takes over the energy of potlatch, of poker, of the challenge to its own logic, and represents the transition to the aesthetic, frenzied phase of the economy.

Jean Baudrillard

Random Photo: Ghost

ellicot city ghost crop twk ortLooking through the glass, Ghost Town Odditorium, Ellicott City, Maryland

A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.

Like That Of Hudibras

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A cock,
a doodle,
of jaunty duration—

The tyranny of is
lisps ukases
in an orotund sacristy,
the travesty of vestment—

The muscle of tock
marks time
ticking off its dooms
each second a collapsed cathedral
in a sack,
a baroque piglet
in a pulse of velvet, squealing
as it drowns in the blue whine
of blood,
the flesh fissures’ tremolo—

A sock,
a doll,
a living doll,
of her.

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A photo a day keeps the Doctor in Play.

Grendel’s Laundry List: Smoke On Her Altars

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American labor history is filled with complaints from the employing classes and their allies in government: not that unionized workers are violent, disruptive, or unprofitable, but that they are independent and self-organizing.

Conservatism is the theoretical voice of this animus against the agency of the subordinate classes.

Corey Robin, The Reactionary Mind

Free markets and less free societies go hand in hand.

Edward Luttwak

A victory described in detail is indistinguishable from a defeat.

Jean-Paul Sartre

The most formidable argument against the sovereignty of the masses is derived from the mechanical and technical impossibility of its realization.

Robert Michels

For those who live inside a myth, it seems a self-evident fact. Human progress is a fact of this kind.

The power of myth is in making meaning from the wreckage of meaning.

True myth is a corrective of fantasy.

John Gray, The Silence of Animals

Adoring her in all her manifestations
I think how Apollo without his sacrifice
Has lost his godhead.
The flower will not sing on its stem,
Nor the fruit utter a cry as it falls.
Why should not the flesh of the innocent
While it endures, smoke on her altars?

From one like her I may learn finally
To come back to you in all humbleness,
Knowing the shameful uses of the truth,
Desiring to be taught the craft of liars
And how to prepare, as you do, fiction suitable
For a disordered appetite.

Mary Barnard

I got bad news for you, lady. The truth doesn’t exist.

David Brooks

Steal This Meme: Werner Herzog Inspires

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Werner, my love, I’m still not over you. I think it’s the voice. I realized yesterday that if Siri spoke to me in the voice of Werner Herzog, I would use the Siri app on my iPhone.

Please understand, pilgrims and seekers, when I first got my iPhone, somehow Siri got turned on, and when she spoke in response to something I said to Mrs. Dr. Omed I was so creeped out I was ready to call an exorcist, except I would have had to ask Siri to find one. I found instead the button in “Settings” that turned Siri off. But if Siri lisped in the flat, deadpan Bavarian voice of Werner, I and my iPhone would talk all the time.

Bonus viddy: Werner Herzog as “the Zec” in the Tom Cruise vehicle Jack Reacher:

“Always the bullet. I don’t understand.”

Since the Werner Herzog Inspirationals Tumblr is not posting new memes, I’m creating my own, and as Clay Shirky, author of Here Comes Everybody, puts it, “The stupidest possible creative act is still a creative act.” Words to live by in the latter days of the Internet Age. Steal this meme.