Freaking out on “challenge and response”, the vernacular fordiscovering land mines along the way, from the cradle to thegrave. The aero dynamics of absurdity playing out amidst the stepping stones of survival, the crocodiles and quicksand lurking below, while our orbiting planet spins in its “I can’t breathe” galaxy.
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“Just because we sign our name in your book, doesn’t mean you’re obliged to read it, Professor Einstein,” wrote William Faulkner that afternoon in Princeton, New Jersey, the author editing his Mississippi material at his editor’s home around the corner, from “Herr Einstein”’s domicile.
What’s insidious in the is the consumer society, assimilating most of the junk food it serves is that it’s texture is disguised by the pleasure principle. It’s impenetrable. “”There’s always a sucker blinded by the pitchmen selling the Brooklyn Bridge.
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To see through the “believing” gulls seems “im pos see blay”because moral ambiguity is up in the “air”.
It’s visible at campuses of higher intelligence: the land minesfrom the cradle to the grave prevail, in quicksand and swamps,the crocodiles lusting at the tooth, waiting for their next “free”meal.
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The pleasure principle confronts the moral ambiguity as the Greek Prince Orestes sought out the Minotaur in his contrapuntal “dust bowl” of self destructive blustering and bullying.
Where is there a mirror to be held up to the monster and hypnotic delusion? A self defeating loser’s mentality. A perpetual trance says former New York Knick number sixth man, Phil Jackson, playing out the High Llama role: headhoncho of basketball operations forty years after the fact: 6th mansplinters on the 70’s bench. “A loser’s mentality” the Knicks having only four wins in a 30 game agenda.
“Stop the world. I want to get off”.
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The self determinant policemen in Ferguson, Missouri, and the New York city policeman on Staten Island, using a choke hold on a 54 Afro American grandfather selling cigarettes,demonstrates the moral ambiguity spin, binding the authority figure while the unarmed culprit tries to defend himself.
The grand juries in both instances, failed to spell out any indictments. The victims are waling the plank in these confrontations. Captains Bligh (Charles Laughton) and Queeq(“Bogy”) were sadistic in their roles, cringing out theirvindictiveness.
In these instances , the officers stream of consciousness doesn’t manifest any Minotaur torment. But the grand juries and the riots and protests as an aftermath, show that the grievances need to be e addressed in our post cyber space galaxy.
Didn’t James Baldwin spell out “The fire next time”, some fourdecades earlier...
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Orestes in his Odyssey….slaying the murderous Minotaur . Yet the myth of that cave like beast’s wrath, still pervades in our culture. Meanwhile the smoking gun and weapons of mass destruction myths are still voices on our galactic stage, their game faces still with us..
“Everybody finds their own self serving level”.
December 9, 2014. The City that never sleeps.
