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Saturday, August 13, 2005
Thanks to Chris Daniels:
here is a link to WSW dot org's Kate Randall article, "Protest at Bush's ranch gathers momentum--mother of fallen soldier continues to demand meeting with president"--an especially informative report and analysis of the Cindy Sheehan war protest in Crawford, TX. It was brought to my attention by one of texfiles' best friends, translator/poet chris daniels: Hey, thanks, chris D!--hoping all's well over there in San Fran...
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5:20 PM
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from chris murray :
certain resonances abound in how
we were thinking of swimming
in the silt-muddy pond, purpled sari-like limb movements
so to make fire
the ice must be clear
of smallness deteriorating in watery openings
one blackberry ceremony day heart shaped leaves bowing
prickly stems of seeded bulbous sweetness along the road dust
I am arrangement always leaving
you one more time
somewhere from the right hip, belligerence another shooting
leg pain & copious
berries, look-alike ants
~~~~~~~~poem copyright of chris murray~~~~o~o/~~~~~
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4:06 PM
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--"Ice Lens," via Primitive Ways dot com
from Joe Ahearn's Five Fictions: a-e-i-o-u * :
Lens
Bill invited me in to show me the film of cruelly-clawed machines gutting one another.
That evening, I began a poem that linked metaphor to Beatrice and theme to Virgil. Virgil, I imagined, guided the damned through the pricaresque of redemption. Beatrice simply burned.
I thought to myself: This is the middle of life's deep journey. This is the wood.
And so I asked for the second film; snowy-haired old men, stooped like raptors in the park. And the third: a mudded terrier dragging entrails through a gray house.
This has continued: images hurled from the great red maw of the lens.
The vastness built from small greasy parts.
A girl and boy drive the backroads at night with a .410 shotgun on the back seat. Their mothers lie gutted, blood blooming in floral sheets. Their fathers lie in dank garages, surrounded by power tools.
What can we say about anything? The girl and boy laugh in the hot winds as the car speeds on in the darkness.
(18)
*
Belly Letter
Auden says somewhere you must never stop believing that the one who will save you will ultimately appear. I'd like to believe him, but I've heard that nasty old coot always pissed in his sink--and even served chocolate mousse from it afterwards. I suppose you can get away with anything while you're waiting around for redemption. Here my redemption is a second early cigarette and a couple of gulps from a blue bottle of Mylanta. For a few days now I've been unable to eat but I have slept on and off at night, which is something. I have this bad feeling all the time. I get up from bed and wander around. The dogs, who have nothing better to do, follow me from room to room and sneeze at my smoking. I've been reading a lot of my earliest poems. They're bad. But they surprise me. I was a ragged shamed kid once and then I was this other kid who stole cars off the street but stayed up all night reading Aeschylus, so high on speed that his hands shook while he held the book. Bill died in May, of lesions of the gut. The last time I saw him I asked him how he was doing. He said, "I am overfilled with experience." This as the pumps churned away inside him, plowing their heads up through the gore the surgeons had made. Yesterday, on the porch, I was barely there. You showed up with Cuban cigars and a poem as perfect as a thousand miles of grasses. How do I atone for this life, Brian? I thought maybe you knew. The pigeons settled behind you on the fence and they were without regret, without regret, without regret.
(43)
*
Gods
All bad things come to children. Even God, the worst of our dreams, who rattles like a spider through the hedges.
The dark mother drives away. She is a whispering of alleyways. She leaves them at the schoolyard's edge. Up the block, the Grandfather sits at the south edge of a brown couch, drinking. The children sob toward him. I think that God will eat them. Even now, he scrapes and creaks his wild way through the branches, hungry for the terrible wild blood of children.
The old man, roused to simple endlessness, rises drunkenly, weaves his sloppy way to bed. He will never hear the screams of the children, or how that God, chewing fiercely with black teeth, struggles at his kitchen door.
(51)
* Joe Ahearn, Five Fictions: a-e-i-o-u (Austin, TX: SRLR Press, 2003)
chris at
11:47 AM
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Friday, August 12, 2005
UTA email is working again.
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2:41 PM
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my UTA email is down--
apparently they are working on the university network. if you're trying to reach me at that address, please try one of these instead:
cmurray88ATyahooDOT COM
or
chrisDOTmurrayATgmailDOT COM
Thanks, cm o~o/
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1:36 AM
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Thursday, August 11, 2005
Optative Mood: Have a good look here, Y'all:
Tim Morris, on Optative Mood, responds with (as I see it) *exceptionally good reason* to the new US cable TV drama about Iraq, Over There, so to say it's
... not the pacifism of All Quiet on the Western Front or the surrealism of Apocalypse Now, but something a great deal uglier. While it's avoiding geopolitics, the series offers more visceral motives for its soldiers' participation in the war. "We didn't come for your oil -- we came to kick your ass!" says one of the unit as he charges into combat. Boil down support for the Iraq war, Over There suggests, and the whole operation is one big ass-kicking.
and that sadly deficient distillation is only the beginning in terms of the elaborate dealings between fictive representation of everyday reality in soldier life, and the backdrop of political activity that places a soldier, many soldiers, in the battlefield.
Tim, keep on.
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11:56 PM
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from CINDY SHEEHAN: "CASEY'S STORY" via Truthout dot org
Casey Austin Sheehan, 1979-2004
In the beginning of this essay, I told you the day Casey was born, but I bet you have guessed... that Casey is no longer with us. Casey joined the Army in May, 2000. His recruiter told him that he would be able to finish college, be a Chaplain's Assistant, receive a $20,000 signing bonus, and most insidiously and heartbreakingly, that he would never see combat. Casey scored so high on the ASVAB (military competency test) that he would only be in a support role and he would never be in a battle. Well, every promise that Casey's recruiter made to him, he broke. The only promise that I care about, though, is the one where Casey would never see battle.
Casey's division, the First Cavalry Division, out of Ft. Hood, was sent to Iraq in March, 2004. He called home once from Kuwait on March 14th. He said he was hot, they had been busy getting ready to convoy to Baghdad, and he was on his way to Mass (naturally). His company, Charlie Battery, convoyed peacefully to Baghdad and reached their post F.O.B. War Eagle in Sadr City on March 19th. On April 4th, Palm Sunday, we got the word that Casey had been killed in an ambush. The first chance he got, my brave, wonderful, faithful, sweet, gentle and kind boy volunteered for a rescue mission as a Combat Life Saver. He was a Humvee mechanic who never should have gone on a mission like that. Casey and 20 of his buddies were sent into a raging insurgent uprising to rescue wounded soldiers. Only 13 of them returned. Casey was riding in the back of a trailer with no protection when they were ambushed. He was killed within minutes of the ambush. He was able to return fire and buy some time for his unit. His actions that day saved lives. Casey is a hero who belongs to history now, but I wish he were a living breathing coward. So I could still talk to him, e-mail him, send him care packages, Christmas Presents, hug him and never let go when he got back from War.
This war has devastated my family, but especially me. My sweet boy ... is gone forever. God, I hope this war ends before other mothers have to go through this. I hope that our planet and world survive four more years of the lies and betrayals of this president. Eventually, this war will end, as all wars end. This president will either bumble through four more years, or he will do something so egregious that he will be impeached. But when this nightmare is over for the world, it will go on for me. Forever, and ever, without end. Amen. --Cindy Sheehan, "Casey's Story." Read the entire essay here: Truthout.org
...the opposite of good is not evil. It is apathy.
--Cindy Sheehan, "Dallas Speech, August 5, 2005."
Also check out this analysis of women in the anti war movement: "Framed Out: What Place for Women in the Anti-war Movement?" by Huibin Amelia Chew, at Left Hook dot org. Both of these found on or via the very thoughtful and eclectic blog, Julius Speaks. Thank you, Julius Gray.
On the issue of Counter-Recruitment of Children, check this out: And here, at Code Pink, is an accurate article on the military's plans to continue creating a database of high school children who will soon be eligible to join the military. This is the database that recruiters use to pinpoint vulnerable children (such as those who have not applied for college because they cannot yet afford it, or because they are not yet certain what they want to do after graduating from high school) to contact and persuade to join the military. I know this from experience. So, read this and then if you have children and friends with children who might be subjected to this, fill out the form linked here to exempt your children from this database.
Here's today's update on Cindy Sheehan's War Protest, via David Edwards writing at The Brad Blog:
"Bush insults Sheehan by again using slain soldiers as excuse to stay in Iraq"
and one last note on this today: Please Give Credit where Credit is Due, Y'all:
I've watched this issue grow all week. A few days ago only a lively community of bloggers were saying much about Cindy Sheehan's war protest: the mainstream media were pretty much ignoring it. Now it's solidly in the main stream media, which means the word is getting out to lots of folks. In large part that is due to the diligence of bloggers linking back and forth over it, no matter their opinion. I think that is really valuable, that mostly everyday people have made this thing grow as a valuable issue with a huge audience, right alongside the Crawford reality. So, hey, if you're linking to me or using the information gathered on this site in your writing, online or otherwise, then give credit for it by citing it: chris murray's tex files and be sure to give the original sources, too. It's a way of keeping the activist ball rolling, as it were, a way of keeping the word alive. the more discourse we generate on this issue, the more it stays in the front of the news. Thank you.
cm o~o/
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3:08 PM
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finishing up the semester's work, here, Y'all, had lots to do over the last few days and over the weekend. may not be able to post quite as much as i have lately, but that does not mean i have changed my committment to the Cindy Sheehan war protest. i'll see what i can do to update on that later today. also, several days ago i promised a surprise new feature. i'll be getting to that this evening, if all goes well.
for now, though, here's an interesting quote from Leon Trotsky's "Their Morals and Ours," a passage sent in by translator and poet, chris daniels:
"[...] If an ignorant peasant or shopkeeper, understanding neither the origin nor the sense of the struggle between the proletariat and the bourgeoisie, discovers himself between the two fires, he will consider both belligerent camps with equal hatred. And who are all these democratic moralists? Ideologists of intermediary layers who have fallen, or are in fear of falling between the two fires. The chief traits of the prophets of this type are alienism to great historical movements, a hardened conservative mentality, smug narrowness, and a most primitive political cowardice. More than anything moralists wish that history should leave them in peace with their petty books, little magazines, subscribers, common sense, and moral copy books. But history does not leave them in peace. It cuffs them now from the left, now from the right. Clearly [for them], revolution and reaction, Czarism and Bolshevism, communism and fascism, Stalinism and Trotskyism -- are all twins. [...]"
and here's a link to more resources:
marxists dot org
thanks, chris d!
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2:46 PM
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Just sendin' out a big hello! to folks who are doing good things these days: So: hello Jewishy-Irishy Blog, Laurel Snyder! a great interview at Bookish. Please keep on... thanks for the great read!
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1:24 AM
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Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Hey, Y'all, sign this for CINDY SHEEHAN'S WAR PROTEST, at MOVE ON dot org:
"I support Cindy Sheehan's vigil for a meeting with President Bush to discuss the war in Iraq."
--and you'll be published in the Waco newspaper (paper closest to Crawford, TX).
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3:56 PM
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Hah!--on the Cindy Sheehan War Protest, this cracked me up: from jokester Unknowledgeable Hack:
"I know she's out there just waiting for me. Well, I tell you what, I'm not gonna do it...nope, not gonna do it. I think she's a threat to my home...I mean Homeland Security. Yep, that's it! She's a threat to Homeland Security!!! I'll have my 'boys' pick her up and send her to Club Gitmo!" ... "All ya'll better watch out 'cause I'm on vacation...I mean...I'm working hard down here. It ain't even like a vacation -I'm working. Hard. You know what I mean?"
Unknowledgeable Hack adds at the end of this post, "Couldn't resist...".
Well, I couldn't resist posting this link, even though at moment I should be doing Very, Very, Serious Work...
Peace, cm
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2:41 PM
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from Arthur Rimbaud's The Drunken Boat * :
... Who, ridden by violet mists, steaming and free, Pierced the sky reddening like a wall Covered with lichens of the sun and azure's phlem, Preserves that all good poets love,
Who, spotted with electric crescents ran, Mad plank with escort of black hypocamps, While Augusts with their hammer blows tore down The sea-blue, spiral-flaming skies;
Who trembling felt Behemoth's rut And Maelstroms groaning fifty leagues away, Eternal scudder through the quiescent blue, I long for Europe's parapets!
I've seen sidereal archipelagos! Islands Whose delirious skies open for wanderers: "Is it in such bottomless nights you sleep, exiled, O countless golden birds, O Force to come?"
True I have wept too much! Dawns are heartbreaking; Cruel all moons and bitter suns. Drunk with love's acrid torpors, O let my keel burst! Let me go to the sea!
If I desire any European water it's the black pond And cold, where toward perfumed evening A sad child on his knees sets sail A boat as frail as a May butterfly.
I can no longer, bathed in you languors, O waves, Obliterate the cotton carriers' wake, Nor cross the pride of pennants and of flags, Nor swim past prison hulks' hateful eyes!
(100-103)
*Arthur Rimbaud, A Season in Hell and The Drunken Boat. trans Louise Varese. New Directions, 1945, 1961.
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11:36 AM
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On War Protester Cindy Sheehan: Maureen Dowd Writing in today's NYTimes (which you cannot read online unless you sign-up, albeit costs nothing to do so):
It's amazing that the White House does not have the elementary shrewdness to have Mr. Bush simply walk down the driveway and hear the woman out, or invite her in for a cup of tea. But W., who has spent nearly 20 percent of his presidency at his ranch, is burrowed into his five-week vacation and two-hour daily workouts. He may be in great shape, but Iraq sure isn't.--via Liberal Penpal
And the entire thing is republished at "Cherokee Sage Woman: My Guest.. Maureen!"
Yeah. I'm often a fan of Dowd's, too, but in this I have to ask, how about they forgo the tea--how many people can die in the time it takes GW to slother down a cup of tea?--why not just get to the point and bring the troops home before anyone else dies?
If tea is meant to signify some appeal to a form of middle ground, here, I think there is little room for that because of the blunt reality of the issue: right this minute people are dying from this war, mostly the young, the sons, daughters, of many folk, here and in Iraq.
Suggesting a recourse to "tea" effectively highlights our unquestioned US assumption of privilege, an imperializing privilege--what we assume is our "right" to sit back and leisurely drink "tea," at others expense. While people, again, are DYING, we think we have a "right" to discuss or debate an attempt at so called compromise or middle ground or common ground, while drinking our "tea" ? The contradiction seems to me absurd. Forget the "tea"--Let's be done with this war.
Peace, Chris Murray
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11:03 AM
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Discovered this Fabulous Baghdad Blog from the 'Cindy Sheehan' Links at Technorati:
--Flowers from Amman, photo by Faiza Jarrar
Taking a Stand: Blog Rules from Raed-in-the-Middle (son of Faiza) Any comment that espouses violence, hatred, racism, sexism, and/or generally abusive language is subject to removal. Any comment that aims to silence other points of view through intimidation, ad hominem attacks, and/or other methods is subject to removal. Any spam, advertisements, and lengthy posts flooding the section are subject to removal.
Also: do not miss reading this account from Raed's brother, Kahlid:
1-Detainees should have the right to inform their families about their location.
2-Detainees should have the right to appear in front of a judge in the first 48 hours from being detained, without being tortured and humiliated.
3-Detainees should have the right to have a real lawyer in the court.
Read this, too, from Raed and Kahlid's mother, Faiza: "Iraqi Refugees in Jordan."
--photo by Faiza Jarrar, "Syrian Artist Paints"
Dear Faiza, and Family, Thanks so much for sharing all this. Peace, Chris Murray
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1:20 AM
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Cindy Sheehan Vigil: Will She Be Arrested Tomorrow?
from David Swanson, qtd at Daily Kos: Cindy Sheehan phoned me from Texas a few minutes ago to say that she’s been informed that beginning Thursday, she and her companions will be considered a threat to national security and will be arrested. Coincidentally, Thursday is the day that Rice and Rumsfeld visit the ranch, and Friday is a fundraiser event for the haves and the have mores. Cindy said that she and others plan to be arrested. --via Brian Boyco.com
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12:30 AM
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Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Photo of chris 'the bully' murray:
& a little comment i posted to Scott Pierce's blog tonight in support of his publication of Kent Johnson's Lyric Poetry After Auschwitz: Eleven Submissions to the War (effing press, 2005)--
a book I simply admire, okay?
Though at this point, it seems that to admire this book here in the (becoming insufferable) bloggy-context is to invite anything from accusations of bullying to all manner of poisonous, even threatening belligerence:
Well, here is what I said at Scott's:
Hi Scott--
Plenty of support here for y'all, as you know.
Best,
Chris "the bully" Murray
:)
And here is why I said it that way: I added the ironic epithet, 'the bully,' to my signature as a (need I say?) joke, not because it has anything to with Scott--it does not, but he likely gets the joke.
For the rest of Y'all, I'm adding this commentary to clarify some things: I made the joke and am posting this now as a way of noting that I'm getting annoyed at some of the mentions on other po-blogs lately expressing the opinion that another blogger was bullied in the comments box here at my site not long ago. In that exchange, there were three people posting. I was one of them. The exchange got intense when
**I, Chris Murray, became offended that someone in the poetry world, a person of some clout there, and who I do not know (actually two of them landed here acting belligerent to me), came to my site with what seemed to me belligerent intentions, which I responded to strongly, yet not unfairly given the circumstance. That, to my mind, is not bullying. It is setting straight a belligerent, escalating attitude on the part of another, basically a stranger, who seemed to be looking to pick a fight--**
--someone I had never had any contact with before except, ironically, to have been one of his admiring readers. Just so Y'all know. Maybe folks can kindly stop alluding to me (via mentions of my site) as a bully, now, ya kno?--please note that I am not throwing down any gauntlet by naming names or sites in this post. I believe in folks trying to get along. I just, really, really! do not like and will not tolerate strangers wandering in here acting belligerent in what is my online living room, as it were.
So, thanks.
& One more thing: get a grip y'all--blog wars are incredible wastes of intelligence and time.
Peace, chris murray o~o/
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11:15 PM
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Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be On Defense Dept Databases:
via CampusProgress.org : ... the _Washington Post_ reports that the Defense Department has begun working with a private marketing firm to pull together a database of eligible high school and college students who could potentially be recruited. --Daniel Savickas, "A Day in the Life of an Army Recruiter."
Advice from my personal experience, Y'all: Help your kids get wise to this stuff *before* the recruiters start running that silver-tongued devil trash all over the kids' future.
chris murray o~o/
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8:51 PM
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Tomorrow, Join the Blog Call with Cindy Sheehan
On Wednesday, Aug 10, Participate in the "Blog Call with Cindy" Date: Wednesday, August 10th Time: 2:00pm EST Call-In Number: 888-391-6578 International Number: +1-773-756-0169 Passcode: 23009 via The Locust Fork
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8:24 PM
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chris murray's TEXFILES UPDATE: CINDY SHEEHAN'S PROTEST CONTINUES
For contact info, donations, and reliable news: Crawford Peace House
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** Sign the petition, "President Bush: Meet with Cindy Sheehan" **
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Check out this interview of Cindy Sheehan with BuzzFlash (via meetwithcindy.org) : Go Cindy!
* (awww heck: Now I see some [apparently] neo-con blogger has linked here... some blog called Protein Wisdom, saying something about a Tuesday Riddle after a post of what appears to be a heartfelt call for support of a small cancer center. But that heartfeltness goes down the tubes when, in the Tuesday Riddle, some mean spirited put downs of Cindy Sheehan occur. I just want to say, hey, Y'all, thanks but no thanks--I'm not buying your sarcastic put-down. Meanness sucks. So, listen, rather than putting your feet in your mouth, why don't you put your feet on the Crawford roadside?--do some *real* good for a change. Peace, chris murray)
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The Lone Star Iconoclast Online (Waco, TX) news report
* Today more families of soldiers killed in the Iraq war are traveling to Crawford, Texas to join Cindy's vigil:
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--photo via Freddy Porcille, Arica, Chile: "No Mas Sangre por Petroleo", Gracias!--Un Momento en El Mundo
* Starting today, Gold Star families from Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Arkansas and other states whose loved ones have died as a result of the war in Iraq will be joining one of their members, Cindy Sheehan, at the protest. Ms. Sheehan, whose son Army Specialist Casey Sheehan was killed in Sadr City, Iraq on April 4, 2004, has been in Crawford since August 5th, demanding a meeting with the President. These families will be joined by military families with loved ones currently serving in Iraq or about to deploy or redeploy to Iraq. All of these families are coming to Crawford, Texas to share their stories about the personal costs of the war in Iraq and add their voices to the call for a meeting with President Bush. ...
In the first 8 days of August, 36 service members died in Iraq; countless Iraq children, women and men are dying each day. All of the families traveling to Crawford will carry the message to the vacationing President: Honor our fallen and honor our loved ones' service by ending the occupation, bringing the troops home now and taking care of them when they get here.
* --via U.S. Newswire : Releases : National Desk Contact: Ryan Fletcher, 202-641-0277; or Dante Zappala 215-520-7040, "Military Families to Join Cindy Sheehan in Crawford..."
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--via The Capital City's Newspaper Online (Helena, MT)
* Participate in the "Blog Call with Cindy" :
Date: Wednesday, August 10th Time: 2:00pm EST Call-In Number: 888-391-6578 International Number: +1-773-756-0169 Passcode: 23009 --via The Locust Fork
Bravo, Y'all!
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4:53 PM
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... Culpable anarchy, the joy-gibbet. Rinsed linen. Poised syringe and
nylon. There is no fraught silence I will not attend to—“It will increasingly be a thump instead of a bang” (John Cage). ... --John Latta, at Hotel Point.
Read the entire piece, Y'all--it's the most enjoyable and provocative piece of poetic flux this reader has lately had the pleasure to find. Thanks for writing it.
cm o~o/
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2:56 PM
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from Theodor Adorno's Minima Moralia * :
Advice to intellectuals: let no one represent you. ... In the age of the individual's liquidation, the question of individuality must be raised anew. ... For the individual alone preserves, in however distorted a form, a trace of that which legitimizes all technification, and yet to which the latter blinds itself. Because unbridled progress [continual reverence and privileging of the "new"] exhibits no immediate identity with that of mankind, its antithesis can give true progress shelter [advancement of human community and 'egalitarian interchangeability' without harm to self as selves, and world]. A pencil ... [and paper] are of more use to thought than a battalion of assistants. ... Anything else sells off the intellect to forms of business and therefore finally to [its] interests.
(128-129)
...Freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.
(132)
To find out whether a person means us well there is one almost infallible criterion: how he passes on unkind or hostile remarks about us. Usually such reports are superfluous, nothing but pretexts to help ill-will on its way without taking responsibility, indeed in the name of good. Just as all acquaintances feel an inclination to say something disparaging about everyone from time to time, probably in part because they baulk at the greyness of acquaintanceship, so at the same time each is sensitive to the views of all others, and secretly wishes to be loved even where he does not himself love: no less indiscriminate and general than the alienation between people is the longing to breach it. ... frequently [this person] comes forward as the appointed mouthpiece of public opinion... .
(178-179)
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1:42 PM
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Monday, August 08, 2005
Ad Hominem: Accuse Someone and Defer the Issue--an Update (and comment from me) on the Ongoing Cindy Sheehan protest at Crawford, TX:
via Collective Bellaciao and After Downing Street: Cindy Sheehan: "The Secret Service is Trying to Intimidate Us." In the comments below the article, there is an abundance of supportiveness and warmth, but of course there're also some who disagree. What I find odd about the disagreement is that it is almost always made as a guilt-trip or a criticism toward Cindy Sheehan the person--one commenter even tried guilt-tripping her about why, back in the day, she hadn't dissuaded her son from joining the military. That, tactic or not, completely shifted the focus of the problem toward personae rather than issue(s). The issues here, as Sheehan at great expense has tried to bring to the fore are over bushbag's war policies and how he got them, then how he lied about it all.
So, sadly, it's all about ad hominem, once again. Accuse the person and defer the issue. Maybe that's the mode of the day for online discourse--and if so, then that is a decidedly retrograde turn given that online discourse is only possible because of the best of advancements in human desires for community (the utopian notion of a united humanity, a 'world-wide-web') via human endeavor in science (technological advancements). All that idealist energy gone retrograde, then, with the discourse of conflict falling back to polemical attacks on the people whose ideas differ from those of a given speaker. An incredible turn or trend, if it is a trend, which I have to say from my perspective this week, subjective tho it is, it sure looks like one... .
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8:28 PM
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--jelofer (gillyflower)
from John Skelton's A Garland of Laurel * :
(ii) To Mistress Isabel Pennell
By Saint Mary, my lady, Your Mammy and your daddy Brought forth a goodly baby.
My maiden Isabel, Reflaring rosabel. The fragrant camomel; The ruddy rosary, The sovereign rosemary, The pretty strawberry; The columbine, the nept, The jelofer well set, The proper violet: Ennewed your colour Is like the daisy flower After the April shower; Star of the morrow gray, The blossom on the spray, The freshest flower of May; Maidenly demure, Of womanhood the lure; Wherefore I make you sure, It were an heavenly health, It were an endless wealth, A life for God himself, To hear this nightingale Among the birdies small Warbling in the vale, Dug, dug, Jug, jug, Good year and good luck!' With 'Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck!'
(33)
* The New Oxford Book of English Verse, Helen Gardner, ed. Oxford UP, 1972.
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3:40 PM
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Discussion of Lyric Poetry After Auschwitz continues... Note Added, Tuesday, 9 Aug: scroll to Monday, 8 Aug, but only after reading Tuesday extremely fine fusion of intertext, poetry, everyday observation, and philosophical thought. Wonderful stuff, Mr. Latta.
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11:02 AM
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Listening: Dictionary Karaoke!--the fabulous letter A as electronic music: "Aha--Take On Me...", Wow!--Sawako--this is excellent. Thanks so much.
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12:18 AM
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Sunday, August 07, 2005
Dictionaraoke.org - The Singing Dictionary via Sawako Nakayasu's Fever, Light
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7:51 PM
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Yo soy un escorpion: check out this cool bit from Furiosa Canifru in Santiago, Chile:
de Furiosa Canifru: Fábula de la Rana y el Escorpión:
LA RANA Y EL ESCORPION
Un escorpión, que deseaba atravesar el río, le dijo a una rana: -Llévame a tu espalda -¿Que te lleve a mi espalda? -contestó la rana- Ni pensarlo! Te conozco! Si te llevo a mi espalda, me picarás y me matarás! -No seas estúpida- le dijo entonces el escorpión- No ves que si te pico te hundirás en el agua y que yo, como no se nadar, también me ahogaré?
Los dos animales siguieron discutiendo hasta que la rana fue persuadida. Lo cargó sobre su resbaladiza espalda, donde él se agarró y empezaron la travesía.Llegados al medio del gran río, allí donde se crean los remolinos, de repente el escorpión picó a la rana.Ésta sintió que el veneno mortal se extendía por su cuerpo y, mientras se ahogaba, y con ella el escorpión, le gritó: -Ves! te lo había dicho! Pero qué has hecho? -No puedo evitarlo- contestó el escorpión antes de desaparecer en las aguas- Es mi naturaleza.
Yo soy el escorpión...
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5:15 PM
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My son, Randy, and his friend, Crystal, in May 2005. They attended prom together and have both recently enlisted in the US military after being recruited before they were 18.
Love You, Bud-- yr mom
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2:14 PM
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MOTHER OF KILLED US SOLDIER IS HOLDING ROADSIDE PEACE PROTEST RIGHT NOW IN CRAWFORD, TEXAS--SECRET SERVICE ALLEGEDLY TOLD HER THAT PROTESTERS MAY BE HIT BY SECRET SERVICE VEHICLES...
Here is my meta-question for this moment about poetry written after Auschwitz * : what kinds of poetic and/or critical response can accommodate and give due weight to the devastation and irresponsible government acting in the following current event?--I mean, how many dead kids does it take to get people and presidential factions to wake up?
Spc. Casey Austin Sheehan, 1st Battalion, 82nd Field Artillery Regiment, 1st Cavalry Division Killed in Iraq April 04, 2004. --photo and link to Truthout online exchange with Casey's mother, Cindy Sheehan, via Truthout DOT ORG.
Casey's mother, Cindy Sheehan: "Our family never agreed with the war or it's reasons, but since Casey was killed, so many of the reasons and rationalizations that Bush has given have proven to be lies." --photo and linked quote via Global Exchange
Report on Sheehan's Crawford protest today, via Yahoo News: "Determined mother of fallen U.S. soldier [Casey Sheehan, killed in action, Sadr City, Iraq, April 4, 2004]," Cindy Sheehan of Vacaville, CA, "has pledged to hold a roadside peace protest near President Bush's ranch [in Crawford, Texas] until he talks to her. ... Today Sheehan "alleged Secret Service agents in Crawford were trying to coerce her into leaving. She said the agents have told protesters that if they stay along the road, about five miles from Bush's ranch, they may be hit by Secret Service vehicles... ."
I see, adding here after my initial post, that the yahoo news article has been appended to give center stage to another parent of slain soldiers, this one claiming that his son wanted to be part of the killing, and therefore, the killing is just. I also see that the article now stands edited of the part about Sheehan alleging that the Secret Service had insinuated a threat to protesters. Talk about white-washing the news! Well, because of that wishy-washy intervention in a story that should be about Cindy Sheehan and the protesters at Crawford as its headline indicates, I'm linking now to another story that focuses more on the protest. Here is how Aljazeera.Net is covering the story of "Protesters march on Bush's ranch." Which seems more balanced and centered on the story, and less biased by media interests?--Aljazeera, of course.
And on further searching, here is an excellent article from the Sacramento Bee--requiring site registration, but not if you go to Google news and scroll for it in the headlines--which also has commentary about the exchange Sheehan alleges she had with the Secret Service, amounting to the insinuation that harm might come to the protesters. I will add, too, that although I find the article well done, I find the advertising on their website pages to be atrocious. The advertising almost completely obliterates the news story. What does that tell ya?
Here's another good one, via Michael Helsem, The Gray Wyvern, a post and link last Tuesday, 2 Aug 05, to an article in the Washington Post: Who's Paying for Our Patriotism?"
* An allusion, first, to Kent Johnson's Lyric Poetry After Auschwitz: Eleven Submissions to the War (effing press, Austin, TX, 2005), and secondly, to the famous quote from Theodor Adorno, a quote that Johnson's book effectively problematizes for today's political and historical exigencies. In reviewing Johnson's book here last week, Chris Daniels wrote to put the poetry in the context of class struggle, a matter that Adorno's emphasis on aesthetics overlooks.
Here is the full quote from Adorno, in his 1949 essay, "Cultural Criticism and Society" : "Cultural criticism finds itself faced with the final stage of the dialectic of culture and barbarism. To write poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric. And this corrodes even the knowledge of why it has become impossible to write poetry today. Absolute reification, which presupposed intellectual progress as one of its elements, is now preparing to absorb the mind entirely." [Theodor W. Adorno, Prisms, tr. Samuel and Shierry Weber (Cambridge: MIT Press, 1981), p. 34.]
And here are some links, courtesy of Chris Daniels, to organizations formed by parents for peace, and an outspoken ex-military man:
Gold Star Families for Peace (Sheehan is active in this one)
Military Families Speak Out
Stan Goff's blog, Feral Scholar
Thanks, Chris D.
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