Friday, 31 August 2012
Diana, Princess of Wales Memorial Fund vs Franklin Mint
Wednesday, 29 August 2012
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Wednesday, 22 August 2012
Tuesday, 21 August 2012
Monday, 20 August 2012
the Trojan Horse of planetary domination
The diffusion of seduction relations through the whole of so- cial activity also signifies the death of everything that once was alive about it. The generalization of simulation too makes it more and more manifestly impossible. It is thus at the moment of the greatest unhappiness when the streets fill with enjoyers without hearts, seducers mourning all seduction, the corpses of desires that no one knows what to do with.
It would be a physical phenomenon, like losing an aura. Like the electrification of bodies caused by an intense separation be- ginning to express itself until it disappears. A new closeness would come out of it, and new distances.
A total exhaustion of desire would mean the end of commod- ity society, and, of all society.
The landscape of a devastated eros
“As a general thesis, social progress and changes of era take place accordingly as women progress towards freedom.” (Fourier)
When the Young-Girl has exhausted all artifices, there is still one last one left, that of renouncing artifices. And that one, is truly the last.
By making itself the Trojan Horse of planetary domination, desire has stripped itself of everything that flanked it that was domestic, secluded, private. The prerequisite for the totalitar- ian redefinition of the desirable was in effect its becoming au- tonomous from all real objects, from all particular content. By learning how to apply itself to essences, it has unwittingly be- come an absolute desire, a desire for the absolute, which nothing earthly can satisfy anymore. This dissatisfaction is the central lever of consumption as well as of its subversion.
A communization of bodies is to be expected.
Tiqqun/ Jeune Fille
It would be a physical phenomenon, like losing an aura. Like the electrification of bodies caused by an intense separation be- ginning to express itself until it disappears. A new closeness would come out of it, and new distances.
A total exhaustion of desire would mean the end of commod- ity society, and, of all society.
The landscape of a devastated eros
“As a general thesis, social progress and changes of era take place accordingly as women progress towards freedom.” (Fourier)
When the Young-Girl has exhausted all artifices, there is still one last one left, that of renouncing artifices. And that one, is truly the last.
By making itself the Trojan Horse of planetary domination, desire has stripped itself of everything that flanked it that was domestic, secluded, private. The prerequisite for the totalitar- ian redefinition of the desirable was in effect its becoming au- tonomous from all real objects, from all particular content. By learning how to apply itself to essences, it has unwittingly be- come an absolute desire, a desire for the absolute, which nothing earthly can satisfy anymore. This dissatisfaction is the central lever of consumption as well as of its subversion.
A communization of bodies is to be expected.
Tiqqun/ Jeune Fille
Sunday, 19 August 2012
What use does the Symbolic have?
A four-term structure maps the Real, the Imaginary and the Symbolic as replacing the second Freudian topography: ego/id/superego. Two diagonals intersect, while the imaginary rapport links a (the ego) to a' (the other), the line going from S (the subject, the Freudian id) to A (the Other) is interrupted by the first one. The Other is difficult to define: it is the place of language where subjectivity is constituted; it is the place of primal speech linked to the Father; it is the place of the absolute Other, the mother in the demand. The Other makes the subject without him knowing it.
1954-1955 Le séminaire, Livre II: Le moi dans la théorie de Freud et dans la technique de la psychanalyse
Saturday, 18 August 2012
Friday, 17 August 2012
Thursday, 16 August 2012
Wednesday, 15 August 2012
Monday, 13 August 2012
Sunday, 12 August 2012
famous huts / tvergastein
And just outside the door is a tiny grassy space, ringed with a small stone wall. “Watch out,” Naess warns all visitors. “Don’t step there, stay on the rocks. That’s my garden.” Cabinet
Saturday, 11 August 2012
0000000
One Minute curated by Kerry Baldry at The ICCI 360 degree video dome in Weymouth. The Treasuredome is an Artists’ moving image event, curated by Stuart Moore and Kayla Parker on behalf of ICCI (Innovation for the Creative and Cultural Industries) with Plymouth University; part of Maritime Mix – London 2012 Cultural Olympiad by the Sea
Friday, 10 August 2012
RUN. HIDE. FIGHT. Surviving an Active Shooter Event - English
It
may feel like just another day at the office, but occasionally life feels more
like an action movie than reality
The
authorities are working hard to protect you and to protect our public spaces
But
sometimes bad people do bad things
Their
motivations are different
The
warning signs may vary, but the devastating effects are the same
And
unfortunately you need to be prepared for the worst
If
you are were ever to find yourself in the middle of an active shooter event
Your
survival may depend upon whether or not you have a plan
The
plan doesn’t have to be complicated
There
are three things you could do that make a difference
RUN ///HIDE///
FIGHT
First
and foremost if you can get out, do, always try and escape or evacuate even
when others insist on staying, encourage others to leave with you, but don’t
let them slow you down with indecision
Remember
what’s important, you, not your stuff
Leave
your belongings behind and try to find a way to get out safely
Trying
to get yourself out of harms way needs to be your number one priority
Once
you are out of the line of fire, try to prevent others from walking into the
danger zone and call 911
If
you can’t get out safely, you need to find a place to hide
Act
quickly and quietly, try to secure your hiding place the best you can
Turn
out lights and if possible remember to lock doors
Silence
your ringer and vibration mode on your cell phone
And if
you can’t find a safe room or closet
Try
to conceal yourself behind large objects that may protect you
Do
your best to remain quiet and calm
As a
last resort if your life is at risk, whether you are alone or working together
as a group
Fight,
act with aggression, improvise weapons, disarm him and commit to taking the
shooter down no matter what
Try
to be aware of your environment, always have an exit plan
Know
that in an incident like this victims are generally chosen randomly, the event
is unpredictable and may evolve quickly
The
first responders on the scene are not there to evacuate or tend the injured
They
are well trained and are there to stop the shooter
Your
actions can make a difference, for your safety and survival, be aware and be
prepared
And
if you find yourself facing an active shooter
There
are three key things you need to remember to survive
RUN ///HIDE///
FIGHT
Thursday, 9 August 2012
Sunday, 5 August 2012
motto ware / breakfast poems
Earth hath not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty:
This City now doth, like a garment, wear
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! The very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty:
This City now doth, like a garment, wear
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! The very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
William Wordsworth: Poems in Two Volumes: Sonnet 14
I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd
Above the green elms, that a cottage was near,
And I said,
It was noon, and on flowers that languish'd around
In silence reposed the voluptuous bee;
Every leaf was at rest, and I heard not a sound
But the woodpecker tapping the hollow beech-tree.
And,
I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd
Above the green elms that a cottage was near,
And I said if there's peace to be found in the world,
The heart that is humble might hope for it here.
Ev'ry leaf was at rest, and I heard not a sound,
But the wood-pecker tapping the hollow beechtree.
And here in this lone little cot (I ex- claim'd,)
With a maiden attractive to heart and to eye,
Who would blush when I prais'd her,
and weep if I blam'd,
How blest could I live and how calm
could I die
Ev'ry leaf was at rest
Above the green elms, that a cottage was near,
And I said,
If there's peace to be found in the world,
A heart that is humble might hope for it here!
It was noon, and on flowers that languish'd around
In silence reposed the voluptuous bee;
Every leaf was at rest, and I heard not a sound
But the woodpecker tapping the hollow beech-tree.
And,
Here in this lone little wood,I exclaim'd,
With a maid who was lovely to soul and to eye,
Who would blush when I praised her, and weep if I blamed,
How blest could I live, and how calm could I die!
By the shade of yon sumach, whose red berry dips
In the gush of the fountain, how sweet to recline,
And to know that I sigh'd upon innocent lips,
Which had never been sigh'd on by any but mine!
I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd
Above the green elms that a cottage was near,
And I said if there's peace to be found in the world,
The heart that is humble might hope for it here.
Ev'ry leaf was at rest, and I heard not a sound,
But the wood-pecker tapping the hollow beechtree.
And here in this lone little cot (I ex- claim'd,)
With a maiden attractive to heart and to eye,
Who would blush when I prais'd her,
and weep if I blam'd,
How blest could I live and how calm
could I die
Ev'ry leaf was at rest
recording demon /printer's devil / patron demon of scribes
with which he fills his sack a thousand times a day.
collector of idle thoughts, errors in copying, lost syllables, provocateur, inverter of type, mis-speller of words
This recording demon was said to frequent churches and monasteries, and write down the sins of anyone he saw there. The sins he collected were then taken down to hell where they would be counted against the guilty person on Judgment Day.
"I am a poure dyuel, and my name ys Tytyvyllus ... I muste eche day ... brynge my master a thousande pokes full of faylynges, and of neglygences in syllables and wordes."
HE MADE ME DO IT
Wednesday, 1 August 2012
Brecht's donkey
July 24 On a horizontal beam supporting the
roof of Brecht’s study, there is a painted inscription: "The truth is concrete."
On a window ledge stands a little wooden donkey that can nod its head. Brecht
has hung a little notice round its neck with the words: "I, too, must understand
it."
Hobbes: there is no covenant with beasts
Hobbes: there is no covenant with beasts
who are you?
А Б В Г Д Е/Ё
Ж З И К Л М
Н О П Р С Т
У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш
Щ Ъ Ы Э Ю Я
1,1 1,2 1,3 1,4 1,5 1,6
2,1 2,2 2,3 2,4 2,5 2,6
3,1 3,2 3,3 3,4 3,5 3,6
4,1 4,2 4,3 4,4 4,5 4,6
5,1 5,2 5,3 5,4 5,5 5,6
You can get a "case" for passing kites. Usually a kite was passed from one inmate to another via one or more inmates. For instance, a male inmate would put a kite on his leftover food tray and the inmate who would pick up the trays would then find a way to get it to an inmate in another tank or cell. Sometimes sent to a woman on the entire other side of the jail.
prison talk
Ж З И К Л М
Н О П Р С Т
У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш
Щ Ъ Ы Э Ю Я
1,1 1,2 1,3 1,4 1,5 1,6
2,1 2,2 2,3 2,4 2,5 2,6
3,1 3,2 3,3 3,4 3,5 3,6
4,1 4,2 4,3 4,4 4,5 4,6
5,1 5,2 5,3 5,4 5,5 5,6
You can get a "case" for passing kites. Usually a kite was passed from one inmate to another via one or more inmates. For instance, a male inmate would put a kite on his leftover food tray and the inmate who would pick up the trays would then find a way to get it to an inmate in another tank or cell. Sometimes sent to a woman on the entire other side of the jail.
prison talk
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