February 2012
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January 2012
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December 2011
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Semester Recap
Best Moments
Name-dropped Holy Titclamps in a paper, snuck Chaplin & Keaton into two projects, and wrote my entire final today on weaponry design. No reason. Just exhausted and kept thinking about guns.
I’m ready for a few weeks of nothing much at all.
November 2011
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Joe Paterno’s right to his dignity is not more valuable than the right of...
– ThinkProgress culture blogger Alyssa Rosenberg offers up an insightful post on the shame of Joe Paterno. Read it here. (via think-progress)
October 2011
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Emptyage: Generation X Doesn't Want to Hear It →
Earlier generations have weathered recessions, of course; this stall we’re in has the look of something nastier. Social Security and Medicare are going to be diminished, at best. Hours worked are up even as hiring staggers along: Blood from a stone looks to be the normal order of things “going…
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Generation Gaps
“Another feature of the park’s demographics was the scarcity of Gen-Xers. The protesters seemed to be clustered at extremes of the age spectrum: grizzled veterans of the sixties, and kids who could have been their grandchildren.” What They’re Wearing at Zuccotti Park // Judith Thurman // 10.14.11
I’ve been calling a lot of people out on their dismissal of occupy wall...
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The disengagement of the creator, who, as creator, is necessarily judge, is one...
– Disengagement: The Art of the Beat Generation// Kenneth Rexroth, 1957
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I’d been living in an apartment colony called Mallard’s Crossing...
– david berman // interview by ashford tucker
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August 2011
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I have never known anyone important enough to consume me in anger beyond a few...
– Gordon Parks, A Choice of Weapons (via benchbynight)
July 2011
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Murdoch attacked with shaving cream, wife slaps guy down.
<3 C-SPAN drama
June 2011
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May 2011
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This is a story about love and death in the golden land, and begins with the country. The San Bernardino Valley lies only an hour east of Los Angeles by the San Bernardino Freeway but is in certain ways an alien place: not the coastal California of the subtropical twilights and the soft westerlies off the Pacific but a harsher California, haunted by the Mojave just beyond the mountains, devastated...
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pyromania // diane lockward
The heart wants what the heart wants, and what it wants is fire. My friend Roz, six months into a relationship with a seemly man, dumps him and says, There’s no fireworks. Roz wants the full-scale Grucci display— her lover a licensed pyrotechnician, Roman candles manually fired, multi-color scenes, a barrage of illuminations, the sky pulsing, and always the Grand Finale.
Think of that woman...
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April 2011
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This is killing me
Four years ago on a Sunday in winter—a brilliant spring afternoon—I was jogging near Fort Point while overhead a young woman was, with difficulty, climbing over the railing of the Golden Gate Bridge. Holding down her skirt with one hand, with the other she waved to a startled spectator (the newspaper next day quoted a workman who was painting the bridge) before she stepped onto the sky.
To land...
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March 2011
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February 2011
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on La Monte Young's Dream House
Young imagined “Dream Houses [that] will allow music which, after a year, ten years, a hundred years of constant sound, would not only be a real living organism with a life and tradition of its own, but one with a capacity to propel itself by its own momentum.”
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The only time the music remains stable is when the listener is completely still: the low drones culminate in a dense...