Like dark thoughts, dark moods are more or less oppressive depending on the hospitality with which we entertain them.
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Dark Moods
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In case you missed it . . .
. . . here is the Kennedy clan's black sheep's Arizona Trump endorsement.
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More on ‘Baron’ Corvo
A. J. A. Symon's Quest for Corvo (1934) has me in its grip. It is an intriguing exercise in literary pathography whose subject is an English eccentric of the first magnitude. I'm on p. 222. Today I came across a high-class literary site, The Yellow Nineties, whereat I read this entry about our man.
Thanks again to Hector C. for referring me to this oddball.
I've got a whole category on oddballs. (68 entries and counting)
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How Civil Wars End
Another fascinating article. But who has time for all this reading?
"Forever reading, never read."
Wer schreibt, der bleibt. He who writes, remains.
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The Roots of STEM Excellence
An important WSJ article by Charles Murray.
I wish Murray were more direct and less worried about being called a racist and a white supremacist. An excess of prudence and a deficit of courage? It is interesting how these two cardinal virtues pull in opposite directions.
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Tulsi versus Kamala
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Saturday Night at the Oldies: Water High, Wide, Dirty, Troubled, Moody
Bob Dylan, High Water. This is a late-career Dylan gem from Love and Theft (2001). A tribute to Charley Patton. Demonstrates Dylan's mastery of the arcana of Americana. Our greatest and deepest singer-songwriter.
My favorite verse:
Well, George Lewis told the Englishman, the Italian and the Jew
You can't open up your mind, boys, to every conceivable point of view
They got Charles Darwin trapped out there on Highway 5
Judge says to the High Sheriff, "I want them dead or alive"
Either one, I don't care, high water everywhere.Nosiree, Bob, you can't open up your mind to every conceivable point of view, especially when it's not dark yet, but getting there.
Charley Patton, High Water Everywhere. Nice slide show.
The Band, Up on Cripple Creek
Jimi Hendrix, May This Be Love. Waterfall. I had forgotten the wonderful guitar solo.
Karla Bonoff, The Water is Wide. I listened to a lot of Bonoff in the early '80s. She does a great job with this traditional song.
Bill Monroe and Doc Watson, Banks of the Ohio. Joan Baez's version from an obscure 1959 album, Folksingers 'Round Harvard Square.
Similar theme though not water-related: Doc Watson, Tom Dooley. Doc and family in a BBC clip.
Standells, Dirty Water. Boston and the River Charles. My mecca in the '70s, the Athens of America, the Hub of the Universe, etc. A great town to be young in. But when it comes time to own property and pay taxes, then a right-thinking man high tails it for the West.
Simon and Garfunkel, Bridge over Troubled Water. A beautiful song.
Henry Mancini, Moon River. This was Jack Kerouac's favorite song. Ellis Amburn, Subterranean Kerouac (St. Martin's 1998), p. 324:
One night he [Kerouac, during a 1962 visit to Lowell, Mass.] left a bar called Chuck's with Huck Finneral, a reedy, behatted eccentric who carried a business card that read: "Professional killer . . . virgins fixed . . . orgies organized, dinosaurs neutered, contracts & leases broken." Huck's philosophy of life was: "Better a wise madness than a foolish sanity." They drove to a friend's house in Merrimack, New Hampshire, and on the way, Jack sang "Moon River," calling it his favorite song. Composed by Henry Mancini and Johnny Mercer, "Moon River" was the theme song of the popular Audrey Hepburn movie Breakfast at Tiffany's. Sobbed by a harmonica, later swelling with strings and chorus, the plaintive tune's gentle but epic-like lyrics describe a dreamer and roamer not unlike Kerouac.
Indeed they do. A restless dreamer, a lonesome traveller, a dharma seeker, a desolation angel passing through this vale of mist, a drifter on the river of samsara hoping one day to cross to the Far Shore. Here is another version of the tune, from "Breakfast at Tiffany's" with some beautiful images.
Doc Watson, Moody River. A moodier version than the Pat Boone hit which was based on the Chase Webster effort.
Clever YouTube comment: "It might be a little early in the day for an Am7." But this here's Saturday night and I'm working on my second wine spodiodi. (Now you know where the Electric Flag version came from.) Chords minor and melancholy go good 'long about now.
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Enlisting William S. Burroughs in the War Against Leftist Language-Abusers
I've been fulminating for over 20 years online against the language-abuse of the language-abusing Left, having found it necessary on only a few occasions to take conservatives to task. Although my Beat credentials are impeccable, I never took William Seward Burroughs seriously enough to suppose he could be enlisted on our side. And then I stumbled upon this article:
The modern left is unabashed about wielding language as a virus—or, really, as a form of control. “Supercut” videos by critics of corporate leftist media, like Tom Eliot, reveal the media figures and politicians repeating the same words and slogans over and over again: President Joe Biden, despite drooling on himself, is “sharp.” Kamala Harris has brought the “Joy, joy, joy” back into politics. Conservatives are “weird.” Abortion is “healthcare.” These word storms rip through the country via television, radio, and social media, infecting hosts from D.C. to California. Millions of people mindlessly repeat them as if they have been infected with some kind of mentally impairing disease. It’s a virus worse than COVID.
I agree with that completely. I am rather less enthusiastic about the following:
So how to fight the language virus? According to Burroughs, language can also be used to liberate. He believed that if words were cut into pieces and rearranged, you could break free from what he called the Control. Burroughs used rearranged texts, “found sound,” and tape-splicing—techniques still used by artists today—to defy the establishment. Burroughs used the method of cutting up sentences and rearranging them in famous countercultural books like Naked Lunch and The Soft Machine.
My generation took a more direct approach to using language to dismantle Control: punk rock. Not for nothing was Burroughs known as “the Godfather of Punk.” The writer was lionized by people like Lou Reed, David Bowie, and bands like U2, Nirvana, Joy Division, Led Zeppelin, and Steely Dan. In his book American Scream: Allen Ginsberg’s Howl and the Beat Generation, Jonah Raskin describes meeting Burroughs in San Francisco in the 1970s.
I will leave it for you to decide whether the way to combat the leftist language virus is via Old Bull Lee and punk rock.
Of the Beat triumvirate, "sweet gone Jack," alone moves me, supreme screw-up that he was, and surely no role model.
One month to go, and then then it is October, Kerouac month in my literary liturgy.
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Are You Investing in Precious Metals?
“The Second Amendment is a doomsday provision, one designed for those exceptionally rare circumstances where all other rights have failed — where the government refuses to stand for reelection and silences those who protest; where courts have lost the courage to oppose, or can find no one to enforce their decrees. However improbable these contingencies may seem today, facing them unprepared is a mistake a free people get to make only once.
Fortunately, the Framers were wise enough to entrench the right of the people to keep and bear arms within our constitutional structure. The purpose and importance of that right was still fresh in their minds, and they spelled it out clearly so it would not be forgotten.”
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Finally! A Cure for TDS
Check with your doctor to see if Independence is right for you.
Seriously, though, is TDS really a psychiatric condition, a form of topical insanity? Or is it rather a form of willful self-enstupidation? If the latter, then it is a grave moral defect, a form of vincible ignorance, and morally censurable as such.
To put it crudely, TDS-ers are either sick in the head or else moral scum. Pick one.
Related: Michael Savage on liberalism as a mental disorder. I prefer the phrase, 'progressive disease.'
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The Treason of the Clerics
It’s a hell of a thing to realize that the leader of the one institution responsible more than any other for creating Western civilization — the Roman Catholic Church — is now actively working to dismantle that very civilization by opening the city gates, so to speak, wide to the invaders.
What do you even do with that if you are a Christian, Catholic or otherwise? German Reader is right. Do these sentimental clerics really think that life will go well for European Christians once the descendants of these migrants take power? How is life going for Christians in the Muslim world, eh? And even if they were to be religiously tolerant, there is still the matter of the erasure of distinct European cultures. The Great Replacement. And for what?
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In the Teeth of Increasing Polarization . . .
. . . Should We Discuss Our Differences?
Pessimism versus optimism about disagreement.
Our national life is becoming like philosophy: a scene of endless disagreement about almost everything. The difference, of course, is that philosophical controversy is typically conducted in a gentlemanly fashion without bloodshed or property damage. Some say that philosophy is a blood sport, but no blood is ever shed, and although philosophers are ever shooting down one another's arguments, gunfire at philosophical meetings is so far nonexistent. A bit of poker brandishing is about as far as it gets.
Some say we need more 'conversations' with our political opponents about the hot-button issues that divide us. The older I get the more pessimistic I become about the prospects of such 'conversations.' I believe we need fewer conversations, less interaction, and the political equivalent of divorce. Here (from a site no longer online) is an extremely pessimistic view:
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A Test for the Religious Sensibility
You have it if these two books speak to you.
Substack latest.
With a bit of discussion of a recent book by Peter Kreeft on Augustine.
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About Whataboutism
A quick take of mine.
Why it works internationally.
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Political Aesthetics: Oprah versus Hulk
Christopher Rufo is always good.
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