Half the Slovenian government seems to have studied Lacan at the
university, including the former General Secretary of the ruling
party, Gregor Golobic, who wrote, for his thesis at the University of
Ljubljana, a Lacanian critique of the philosophy of Cratylus. (“He is
my best friend! I love him!” Zizek says. “He is the future Slovene
Stalin. He is a man of power. He is the kind of guy who, when I am in
his office and talking with him and a minister calls, he says to the
minister, ‘Fuck off, I don’t have time to talk to you.’ “)
Let’s say that, for obvious reasons, you do a search for “Silenus
entropy.” You get your five or three results, depending, but from there,
you can not select pages based on which word they match. If the article
is about entropy and mentions it on every page, you’ll have to do
another search or look in vain for the odd mention of Silenus.
Borges had accepted his promotion by Peron to Inspector of Poultry and
Rabbits in 1946 and gone on to write a five hundred page naturalist
novel entitled Sexing the Chicken?
At my college graduation, where Charlie Daniels was the commencement
speaker, the
nurses
were the loudest and drunkest contingent by far. I’m glad they’re
continuing to do good works outside of work.
“One Highlander on the beaches of Dunkirk was overheard telling a
comrade: ‘If the English surrender too, it’s going to be a long war’”
(318 qtd in. “Hitler’s England: What if Germany Had Invaded Britain in
May 1940?” by Andrew Roberts and Niall Ferguson. In Virtual History:
Alternatives and Counterfactuals. Ed. Niall Ferguson. New York: Basic,
1999. 281-320).
I am currently going through Ferguson’s volume on the Rothschilds.
“At the Twilight of the Gods the serpent will devour the earth and the
wolf the sun.” (Borges “The Uroboros,” Book of Imaginary Beings). It’s
astounding how much this book figures in Wolfe’s Book of the New Sun,
though I was also wondering, what with the Riggs bank paying out eight
million, how much the daily newspaper reports of torture and mayhem in
South America in the seventies might have played in his mind.
“All the work Pinochet did is intact,” said Christian Labbe, a former
army colonel and one of Pinochet’s closest advisers. “Nobody is
fighting to change the free market that we built, not even the
Socialists. We need to give credit to the person who made all of
this.”
I watched CSPAN either last night or the night before (flu has left me
in a timeless esplumeoir), and there was a panel from Davos on the
Russian economy. A paternal investment banker expressed some mild
annoyance at the growing pains of nationalization but was convinced that
the scrappy Russians could pull through. An actual Russian economic
official was there, and I have to admit that I momentarily wished for
him to beat the table with his shoe and promise to bury us.
I read A Man in Full in about thirty minutes, it felt like, after
arriving in Atlanta; and I foolishly thought beforehand that Wolfe would
be over the phrenosomatical obsession with muscles and personality I
remembered being irritated by when I read Bonfire. From the reviews
I’ve read of Charlotte Simmons, it’s only gotten worse.
His obituary on Hunter
S. Thompson, however, only has one stray comment about “rawboned” and
“rangy” men being prone to manic outbursts. It almost prompted me to
write a poem called “Anecdote of the Marine Distress Signalling Device.”
What would you guess the odds of the Cleveland Public Library being one
of six libraries listed in Worldcat as owning Lopez’s Libro de la
invencion y arte del juego del axedrez to be?
I can’t tell you how
happy this
makes me. Blogs have been making google nearly useless for a long, long
time. My quotation of an AP story was the number one hit for “Carisa
Ashe” for at least a day, for example. That’s not what you want out of
life.
And this will also help eliminate the motivation for comment and
trackback spam. Thanks to Clancy for passing
along the news.
