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Thursday 5 February 2015
But What Can You Do?
This is from a book, but makes sense on its own too:
There was a tree in the plaza. It wasn't very big and the leaves were yellow and the light it got through the excitingly dramatic smoked glass was the wrong sort of light. And it was on more drugs than an Olympic athlete, and loudspeakers nested in the branches. But it was a tree, and if you half-closed your eyes and looked at it over the artificial waterfall, you could almost believe that you were looking at a sick tree through a fog of tears.
Jaime Hernez liked to have his lunch under it. The maintenance supervisor would shout at him if he found out, but Jaime had grown up on a farm and it had been quite a good farm and he had liked trees and he didn't want to have to come into the city, but what could you do? It wasn't a bad job and the money was the kind of money his father hadn't dreamed of. His grandfather hadn't dreamed of any money at all. He hadn't even known what money was until he was fifteen. But there were times when you needed trees, and the shame of it, Jaime thought, was that his children were growing up thinking of trees as firewood and his grandchildren would think of trees as history.
But what could you do? Where there were trees now there were big farms, where there were small farms now there were plazas, and where there were plazas there were still plazas, and that's how it went. He hid his trolley behind the newspaper stand, sat down furtively, and opened his lunchbox. It was then that he became aware of the rustling, and a movement of shadows across the floor. He looked around.
There was a tree in the plaza. It wasn't very big and the leaves were yellow and the light it got through the excitingly dramatic smoked glass was the wrong sort of light. And it was on more drugs than an Olympic athlete, and loudspeakers nested in the branches. But it was a tree, and if you half-closed your eyes and looked at it over the artificial waterfall, you could almost believe that you were looking at a sick tree through a fog of tears.
Jaime Hernez liked to have his lunch under it. The maintenance supervisor would shout at him if he found out, but Jaime had grown up on a farm and it had been quite a good farm and he had liked trees and he didn't want to have to come into the city, but what could you do? It wasn't a bad job and the money was the kind of money his father hadn't dreamed of. His grandfather hadn't dreamed of any money at all. He hadn't even known what money was until he was fifteen. But there were times when you needed trees, and the shame of it, Jaime thought, was that his children were growing up thinking of trees as firewood and his grandchildren would think of trees as history.
But what could you do? Where there were trees now there were big farms, where there were small farms now there were plazas, and where there were plazas there were still plazas, and that's how it went. He hid his trolley behind the newspaper stand, sat down furtively, and opened his lunchbox. It was then that he became aware of the rustling, and a movement of shadows across the floor. He looked around.
Saturday 22 February 2014
Festivals
Festivals used to be free. Freedom. Now a dark force has corrupted them and is preying on the young.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters of the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
-Yeates
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/festivals.mp3
Come away, O human child!
To the waters of the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
-Yeates
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/festivals.mp3
The "Peace Process"
If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen!"
Samuel Adams 1776
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/peace-surrender.mp3
Samuel Adams 1776
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/peace-surrender.mp3
All you need to know about government!
"Where a people still exists, there the people do not understand the state and hate it as the evil eye and sin against custom and law."
"The state? What is that? Well then! Now open your ears, for now I shall speak to you of the death of peoples."
- Friedrich Nietzsche, "Thus Spake Zarathustra", 1884
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/government.mp3
"The state? What is that? Well then! Now open your ears, for now I shall speak to you of the death of peoples."
- Friedrich Nietzsche, "Thus Spake Zarathustra", 1884
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/government.mp3
Content Slaves
In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, 'Make us your slaves, but feed us'
-The Grand Inquisitor, in The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky
"I see and admire your manner of living... In short you can do almost what you choose. You whites possess the power of subduing almost every animal to your use. You are surrounded by slaves. Every thing about you is in chains and you are slaves yourselves. I fear that if I should exchange my pursuits for yours, I too should become a slave."
-Osage chief Big Soldier
Changed url from https to http. added to both title link and enclosure links.
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/content_slaves.mp3
-The Grand Inquisitor, in The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky
"I see and admire your manner of living... In short you can do almost what you choose. You whites possess the power of subduing almost every animal to your use. You are surrounded by slaves. Every thing about you is in chains and you are slaves yourselves. I fear that if I should exchange my pursuits for yours, I too should become a slave."
-Osage chief Big Soldier
Changed url from https to http. added to both title link and enclosure links.
http://archive.org/download/tns-test-cast1/content_slaves.mp3
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