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The seven soldiers read the papers and mail
But the news, it doesn't change.
Swinging about through creepers,
Parachutes caught on steeples
Heroes are born, but heroes die.
Just a few days, a little practice and some holiday pay,
We're all sure you'll make the grade.
Mother of God, if you care,
We're on a train to nowhere
Please put a cross upon our eyes.
Take me - I'm nearly ready, you can take me
To the raincoat in the sky.
Take me - my little pastry mother take me
There's a pie shop in the sky.
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After breakfast, Laing cleared the glass from the balcony. Two of the decorative tiles
had been cracked. Mildly irritated, Laing picked up the bottle neck, still with its wired cork
and foil in place, and tossed it over the balcony rail. A few seconds later he heard it shatter
among cars parked below.
Pulling himself together, Laing peered cautiously over the ledge -- he might easily have knocked
in someone's windscreen. Laughing aloud at this aberrant gesture, he looked up at the 31st floor.
What were they celebrating at eleven-thirty in the morning? Laing listened to the noise mount as
more guests arrived. Was this a party that had accidentally started too early, or one that had
been going on all night and was now getting its second wind? The internal time of the high-rise,
like an artificial psychological climate, operated to its own rhythms, generated by a combination
of alcohol and insomnia.
On the balcony diagonally above him one of Laing's neighbours, Charlotte Melville, was setting out
a tray of drinks on a table. Queasily aware of his strained liver, Laing remembered that at Alice's
party the previous evening he had accepted an invitation to cocktails. Thankfully, Charlotte had
rescued him from the orthodontic surgeon with the disposal-chute obsessions. Laing had been too
drunk to get anywhere with this good-looking widow of thirty-five, apart form learning that she
was a copywriter with a small but lively advertising agency. The proximity of her apartment, like
her easy style, appealed to Laing, exciting in him a confusing blend of lechery and romantic
possibility -- as he grew older, he found himself becoming more romantic and more callous at the
same time.
Sex was one thing, Laing kept reminding himself, that the high-rise potentially provided in
abundance. Bored wives, dressed up as if for a lavish midnight gala on the observation roof, hung
around the swimming-pools and restaurant in the slack hours of the early afternoon, or strolled
arm-in-arm along the 10th floor concourse. Laing watched them saunter past him with a fascinated
but cautious eye. For all his feigned cynicism, he knew that he was in a vulnerable zone in this
period soon after his divorce -- one happy affair, with Charlotte Melville or anyone else, and he
would slip straight into another marriage. He had come to the high-rise to get away from all
relationships. Even his sister's presence, and the reminders of their high-strung mother, a doctor's
widow slowly sliding into alcoholism, at one time seemed too close for comfort.
However, Charlotte had briskly put all these fears to rest. She was still preoccupied by her
husband's death from leukaemia, her six-year-old son's welfare and, she admitted to Laing, her
insomnia -- a common complaint in the high-rise, almost an epidemic. All the residents he had met,
on hearing that Laing was a physician, at some point brought up their difficulties in sleeping.
At parties people discussed their insomnia in the same way that they referred to the other built-in
flaws of the apartment block. In the early hours of the morning the two thousand tenants subsided
below a silent tide of seconal.
Laing had first met Charlotte in the 35th-floor swimming-pool, where he usually swam, partly to be
on his own, and partly to avoid the children who used the 10th-floor pool. When he invited her to a meal
in the restaurant she promptly accepted, but as they sat down at the table she said pointedly,
'Look, I only want to talk about myself.'
Laing had liked that.
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Saturday, March 09, 2002
Interesting follow-up on the Dr. Pepper controversy
I posted a while back -- you know, the FamilyFascist folks who complained
about "under God" being "omitted" from the Pledge of Allegiance on the cans?
The original pledge was written in 1892 by a Baptist socialist minister,
Francis Bellamy, and was first published in a magazine called the Youth's
Companion. The magazine's editor had hired Bellamy after the latter had been
sacked by his church for delivering controversial socialist statements from
the pulpit. Bellamy had even considered including the word "equality" in
the pledge but knew that the state superintendents of education would be
unwilling to endorse something that hinted at equal rights for women and
blacks.
It was more than 60 years later, in 1954, that Congress, at the height of
the anticommunist McCarthy period, added the words "under God" following
a campaign by a rightwing Catholic organisation, the Knights of Columbus.
Bellamy's grand-daughter later said that Bellamy would have resented the
words being added, not least because at the end of his life he had become
disenchanted with organised religion and had stopped attending church in
Florida because of racial bigtory. This is from a short article in The Guardian about the uh interesting influence of "religious beliefs" on US policy. [last 2 posts via Undernews]
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More fascinating tidbits about The Soaring Eagle.
This is not the first time Mr Ashcroft's subordinates have realised that
this attorney general is unlike ordinary politicians. Each time he has been
sworn in to political office, he is anointed with cooking oil (in the manner
of King David, as he points out in his memoirs Lessons from a Father to His
Son).
When Mr Ashcroft was in the Senate, the duty was performed by his father,
a senior minister in a church specialising in speaking in tongues, the Pentecostal
Assemblies of God. When he became attorney general, Clarence Thomas, a supreme
court justice, did the honours.
[...]
Perhaps the most bizarre wrinkle in the Ashcroft enigma emerged in November
when Andrew Tobias, the Democratic Party treasurer and a financial writer,
published an article on his website accusing the attorney general of harbouring
superstitions about tabby cats.
According to the Tobias article, advance teams for an Ashcroft visit to the
US embassy in the Hague asked anxiously if there were tabby cats (or calico
cats as they are known in the US) on the premises.
"Their boss, they explained, believes calico cats are signs of the devil," Mr Tobias reported.
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Friday, March 08, 2002
DrugWar lunacy chapter 14,444,009:
A federal judge brushed aside a jury's advisory-only verdict Friday, saying
customs inspectors looking for drugs were reasonable in subjecting a traveler
to a four-hour strip search.
Last August, jurors recommended that Kathryn Kaniff, 36, of Washington Island,
Wis., be awarded $129,750 in damages after finding that she was subjected
to "willful and wanton" treatment by O'Hare International Airport customs
officers in December 1997.
Inspectors suspected Kaniff, who was returning from Jamaica, was smuggling
drugs. They spent four hours questioning her, searching her luggage, strip
searching her and X-raying her but found no drugs.
U.S. District Judge Rebecca Pallmeyer said Friday the search may have been painful but was reasonable. [link]
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This is kind of weird. I thought necrotizing fasciitis was a lot rarer than this.A flesh-eating bacteria that apparently killed a Flagstaff woman Wednesday is rare, but deadly if not treated in time.
Debbie Berlyn appears to have died of necrotizing fasciitis, a disease that
began as a small sore on her neck and ended up turning into a rash covering
her entire body. Doctors said it killed her within hours.
Citing patient confidentiality, doctors wouldn't confirm that Berlyn died
of the disease, but Barbara Worgess, director of the Coconino County Department
of Health, confirmed Thursday night that a patient from Flagstaff Medical
Center was diagnosed with the disease this week.
The disease affects about 4 of every 100,000 people in Arizona, according
to Ken Komatsu, program manager of infectious diseases at the state Department
of Health Services.
"It's gone down from the previous year," he said.
The disease is not contagious and killed about 40 percent of Arizonans who contracted it, he said. [link]
Is this as prevalent outside AZ I wonder?
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Some background on the connections between BushCheney, Enron's interests in Asia and the Taliban.
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Thursday, March 07, 2002
Just a few pages into Victor Pelevin's new novel Homo Zapiens (originally Generation "P"
in Russia. "P" as in Pepsi.) and already I love him. But the first comment
on the amazon site linked above makes me wish I knew enough Russian to read the original. At least a few paragraphs to see if the guy is right. It's cheaper too. But the cover of the American edition is hilarious.
He's been compared to Gogol and Philip K. Dick, which should give you an idea.
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Intriguing photo analysis of Pentagon after alleged plane hit on 9/11.
That's right "alleged," because these photos make you wonder where the plane
debris is. Implying that it was a truck bomb or something instead.
I was skeptical too. [via boing boing]
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Annalee Newitz on CodeCon and fear of blogs.
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NYC nuke threat hogwash. Not surprising, maybe intentional?
The man who was the source of intelligence that terrorists might be plotting
to use a stolen Russian nuclear weapon against New York City is "a fabricator"
with "delusions of grandeur," U.S. officials said Wednesday.
The existence of an intelligence report on the source's allegations was first reported in Time magazine.
"The only scandal here is that the Defense Intelligence Agency ever used this guy as a source of anything," said one official.
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I was traveling with The Intolerable Kid
on The Nova Lark - We were on the nod after a rumble in The Crab Galaxy involving
this two-way time stock; when you come to the end of a biologic film just
run it back and start over - Nobody knows the difference - Like nobody there
before the film.* So they start to run it back and the projector blew up
and we lammed out of there on the blast - Holed up in those cool blue mountains
the liquid air in our spines listening to a little high-fi junk note fixes
you right to metal and you nod out a thousand years.# Just sitting there
in a slate house wrapped in orange flesh robes, the blue mist drifting around
us when we get the call - And as soon as I set foot on Podunk earth I can
smell it that burnt metal reek of nova. "Already set off the charge," I said
to I&I (Immovable and Irresistible) - "This is a burning planet - Any
minute now the whole fucking shit house goes up." So Intolerable I&I
sniffs and says: "Yea, when it happens it happens fast - This is a rush job."
And you could feel it there under your feet the whole structure buckling
like a bulkhead about to blow. [from Nova Express by William S. Burroughs, quoted on Grazulis]
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Tip 'o the Hat to Mia at Invisible Jet for the link. She just got back from Barcelona.
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Old but timely article
in the Progressive Review on the deliberations of past administrations on
FEMA and the establishment of martial law and extra-constitutional government.
In "X-Files" one of the characters explains that "FEMA allows the White House
to suspend constitutional government upon declaration of a national emergency.
It allows creation of a non-elected government. Think about that, Agent Mulder."
The Washington Post's federal column made fun of the claim, and quoted FEMA
public affairs guidance about the movie that essentially paints those concerned
with the agency's potential role as kooks. Says the FEMA spin-head: "It is
not realistic to think that we can convince them otherwise and it is advisable
not to enter into debate on the subject." FEMA suggests that officials can
"emphatically state that FEMA does not have, never has had, nor will ever
seek, the authority to suspend the Constitution."
This is just plain untrue. Not only have there been past plans for FEMA and
the military to assume an extra-constitutional role, but a recent presidential
directive suggest that it is still a possibility not far from the Clinton
administration's thoughts.
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Wednesday, March 06, 2002
Homey Baudrillardian rant from Malcolm Maclaren. [via Schism Matrix]
Karaoke is good clean fun for the millennial nuclear family, the soundtrack
for life and a spectacle we have all become a part of. We have not only bought
into the advertisement, we are the advertisement and we are all for sale.
Amongst the charred debris and fragments of memory that might once have been
called the authentic, a new culture could emerge, but what would it mean?
How would it proclaim its independence and right to romance in the pragmatic
world? The new generation responsible for this would be both the anachronistic
legacy of the past and the protean template for the future. They would be
anti - information, they wouldn't travel, they would survive by eating from
their next door neighbours garden. They would scream 'Don't buy anything';
maybe they have already begun.
Today our culture can be summed up by these two words - 'authentic ' and
'karaoke.' The Casino of my life consists of fragments, ruins, relics and
memories which can be thrown around in any order because today the axes of
time space and reality are fast disintegrating. The Casino plays out my life
as a game of chance, a map of feelings and so becomes my work of art. My
life embodies a chaos and perhaps a worthlessness that yields a flamboyant
failure rather than a benign success.
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They weren't spying, we're just deporting them because, well, they were just poking their noses where they shouldn't. No harm done.
A draft report from the Drug Enforcement Administration - which first characterized
the activities as suspicious - said the youths' actions "may well be an organized
intelligence-gathering activity."
Immigration officials deported them for visa violations; no criminal espionage charges were filed.
The arrests, made in an unspecified number of major U.S. cities from California
to Florida, came amid public warnings from U.S. intelligence agencies about
suspicious behavior by people posing as Israeli art students and "attempting
to bypass facility security and enter federal buildings."
The Israelis were arrested and deported on charges of working in the United
States without authorization or overstaying visits on tourist visas, said
Russ Bergeron, a spokesman for the Immigration and Naturalization Service
in Washington. He described dozens of arrests since early 2001 but gave no
exact figures.
The DEA report said a majority of the students questioned by U.S. investigators
acknowledged having served in military intelligence, electronic signals interception
or explosive ordnance units in the Israeli military. The DEA said one person
questioned was the son of a two-star Israeli general, one had served as the
bodyguard to the head of the Israeli Army and another served in a Patriot
missile unit.
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Tuesday, March 05, 2002
If the US attacks Iraq, gas prices will go up: Iraq is the 6th largest supplier of oil to the US again, like before the Gulf War.
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CSM on how bin Laden got away.
In retrospect, it becomes clear that the battle's underlying story is of
how scant intelligence, poorly chosen allies, and dubious military tactics
fumbled a golden opportunity to capture bin Laden as well as many senior
Al Qaeda commanders.
Moreover, as the US military conducts new strikes with its Afghan allies
in nearby Paktia Province, sends special forces into Southeast and Central
Asia - and prepares for a possible military plunge into Iraq - planners will
need to learn the lessons of Tora Bora: Know which local leaders to trust.
Know when to work with allied forces on the ground. And know when to go it
alone. "Maybe the only lesson that is applicable is: whenever you use local
forces, they have local agendas," says one senior Western diplomat, now looking
at options for invading Iraq. "You had better know what those are so that
if it is not a reasonable match - at least it is not a contradiction." Some of the story anyway.
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Couldn't get into the Wall Street Journal site w/o a sub, but the Feb 28 issue of Undernews
has an item about Clear Channel -- the notoriously Orwellian radio conglomerate
-- faking local DJs with announcers that are not even in the state they're
supposedly broadcasting from. Ah, here we go.
It’s part of an effort to create a national KISS brand in which stations
share not just logos and promotional bits but also draw from the same pool
of on-air talent. Via a practice called “voice-tracking,” Clear Channel pipes
popular out-of-town personalities from bigger markets to smaller ones, customizing
their programs to make it sound as if the DJs are actually local residents.
[...]
That’s why Clear Channel is developing multiple identities for a battalion
of DJs like the 29-year-old Mr. Alan, who is based at KHTS-FM in San Diego,
but also does “local” shows in Boise, Medford, Ore., and Santa Barbara, Calif.
Mr. Alan does research to offer up news items and other details unique to
each city. More info here.
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Why the campaign reform bill won't change things. Though it's a step forward.
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Big collection of ads from the last 6 decades. [via boing boing]
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When asked why she objected to her boss's
patriotic gesture, one Justice Department lawyer replied, "Have you heard
the song? It really sucks."
Obvious fifth columnist
at BBC (news service based in England, Ally Of the Eagle) feebly attempts
to tarnish the Bright Shining Glow of John "Soaring Eagle" Ashcroft.
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Monday, March 04, 2002
According to Secrecy News, this piece
from the Cleveland Plain Dealer was the first mention of the secret government,
long before last week's "exposé" in the Washington Post. Big
news? Both of those stories were published last October. But if a tree falls
in the forest, and it is not reported in the Washington Post or the New York
Times, it evidently doesn't make a sound.
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Sherron Watkins and the Enron debacle has shifted sentiment about whistle-blowing.
"We've been getting calls from many more people than we can help, especially
since Enron," says Stephen Kohn, a Washington-based attorney who works with
whistle-blowers.
The National Whistleblower Center in Washington reports that its calls are
up tenfold this year. "Since September 11, there has been a tendency toward
restricting information and making everything secret. Since Enron, we've
seen an opposite effect," says Kris Kolesnik of the center.
Although more than 30 federal laws govern whistle-blowing, recent judicial
loopholes mean that most employees have no protection from retaliation.
Congress is considering legislation to shield whistle-blowers in both the
public and private sectors. There's still no protection for fed employees
exposing security fraud, nor for members of the FBI.
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Referral poem #3:
"cult leaders"+wav all farmers guest book in massing +pakistan+holiday+wav blog biochem montreal morman,pepsi foot torture pictures of nude teens from lake geneva wisconsin Emily Carr - her most expensive painting burroughsian apocalypse gordon+big brother+nude wav sounds mafia russian car crash mpegs canadian queen's jubilee flags legal and ethical issue to open a shoe business in afghanistan.
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Pretty entertaining snarky review of the Grammys ("last week's Masque of the Red Death extravaganza at the Staples Center"). The blurb on Drudge
, where I found the link, said "Dismal quality of America's mass-marketed
pop music is esthetic national emergency..." -- which is pretty funny too.
Giving a William Bennett moral edge to it. But when has "mass-marketed pop
music" been anything good anyway? When has most pop music period been
good, there's always been a lot of crap, and some gems. Though I'll admit
it's been a while since anything really popular has taken root in my mp3
cache, I'm 46 and no one who's looking to get rich is making music for my
demographic, never mind my taste.
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"Not the ovens -" An essay called "Burroughsian Apocalypse".
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Sunday, March 03, 2002
A group at Columbia U. has started Newsblaster, kind of similar to Google's news headlines, but a different format, and more articles over several days. [via CSM]
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A first edition of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales is being scanned
in Japan for online access. A copy was recently sold for £4.6mil, or over
6 and a half million bucks. It's already available online in the usual text
form.
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In the new Index for Environmental Sustainability
-- sponsored partly by the World Economic Forum, believe it or not -- the
US is 45th in the world in environmental sustainability. Here is the press release and below are the Top Twenty: 1 Finland 73.9
2 Norway 73.0
3 Sweden 72.6
4 Canada 70.6
5 Switzerland 66.5
6 Uruguay 66.0
7 Austria 64.2
8 Iceland 63.9
9 Costa Rica 63.2
10 Latvia 63.0
11 Hungary 62.7
12 Croatia 62.5
13 Botswana 61.8
14 Slovakia 61.6
15 Argentina 61.5
16 Australia 60.3
17 Panama 60.0
18 Estonia 60.0
19 New Zealand 59.9
20 Brazil 59.6
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Someone came to this site googling for "burroughsian apocalypse" recently.
Which got me thinking about the collaboration WSB did with Keith Haring, Apocalypse. I don't think Haring lived to see it (AIDS complications).
This was the last thing I went to NYC for, back in '90. I lived in NJ for
31 years and moved to Boulder in '92. I'd really enjoyed New York during
the late 70s and early 80s and saw and heard lots of great stuff. But by
'90 I was tired of it, and nothing was really interested me anymore. Time
to move on.
Apocalypse
clearly showed Keith's mood turning sombre and fragmented, perhaps a la
Basquiat, whom he was friends with. Of course Burroughs was an influence
here too. I liked the show -- it was the only time I saw Haring's work in
a gallery -- yet it had an impacted, thin feel, not the best work of either
artist. Now it seems obliquely prophetic: "Pan God of Panic, whips screaming
crowds, as millions of faces look up at the torn sky. . . "
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