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23rd April 2014

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Pitfall (1948)

Pitfall (1948)

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18th April 2014

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Only earth and sky matter

Dangerous and indifferent ground: against its fixed mass the tragedies of people count for nothing although the signs of misadventure are everywhere. No past slaughter nor cruelty, no accident nor murder that occurs on the little ranches or at the isolate crossroads with their bare populations of three or seventeen, or in the reckless trailer courts of mining towns delays the flood of morning light. Fences, cattle, roads, refineries, mines, gravel pits, traffic lights, graffiti’d celebration of athletic victory on bridge overpass, crust of blood on the Wal-Mart loading dock, the sun-faded wreaths of plastic flowers marking death on the highway are ephemeral. Other cultures have camped here a while and disappeared. Only earth and sky matter. Only the endlessly repeated flood of morning light. You begin to see that God does not owe us much beyond that.

Annie Proulx, ‘People in Hell Just Want a Drink of Water’, from Close Range: Wyoming Stories (1999)

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17th April 2014

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Serious faults in style are rarely, if ever, matters of ‘mere’ style; they embody real difficulties in conception.
— Richard Hofstadter, Anti-Intellectualism in American Life

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17th April 2014

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The Big Combo (1955)

The Big Combo (1955)

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12th April 2014

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The brutes and the vegetables

If you put God outside and set him vis-à-vis his creation and if you have the idea that you are created in his image, you will logically and naturally see yourself as outside and against the things around you. And as you arrogate all mind to yourself, you will see the world around you as mindless and therefore not entitled to moral or ethical consideration. The environment will seem to be yours to exploit. Your survival unit will be you and your folks or conspecifics against the environment of other social units, other races and the brutes and the vegetables.

If this is your estimate of your relation to nature and you have an advanced technology, your chances of survival will be that of a snowball in hell. You will die either of the toxic by-products of your own hate, or simply, of over population and overgrazing. The raw materials of the world are finite.

If I am right, the whole of our thinking about what we are and what other people are has got to be restructured. This is not funny, and I do not know how long we have to do it in.

Gregory Bateson, Steps to an Ecology of Mind, 1972

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11th April 2014

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Rex Ingram, Danny Hawkins and friend in Moonrise (1948), directed by Frank Borzage

Rex Ingram, Danny Hawkins and friend in Moonrise (1948), directed by Frank Borzage

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11th April 2014

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Sacks full of words

Down here everyone arrives with a sack, like the sacks used to keep the wind in, but each of these sacks is full of words — words you’ve spoken, words you’ve heard, words that have been said about you. Some sacks are very small, others large; my own is of a reasonable size, though a lot of the words in it concern my eminent husband.

Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad

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10th April 2014

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Box, directed by Takashi Miike, in Three Extremes (2004)

Box, directed by Takashi Miike, in Three Extremes (2004)

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10th April 2014

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What is that fire?

There are no bunks but bare planks, all the way to the ceiling. Here nothing has been prettied up. With me was a woman friend of mine, Giuliana Tedeschi, a survivor of Birkenau. She pointed out to me that on every plank, 1.8 by 2 meters, up to nine women slept.  She showed me that from the tiny window you could see the ruins of the cremation furnace. In her day, you could see the flames issuing from the chimney. She had asked the older women: “What is that fire?” And they had replied: “It is we who are burning.”

Primo Levi, The Reawakening

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10th April 2014

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