Saturday, July 19, 2014

Extraordinary Discourse 182

Spoken-Word Shenanigans

Doggie Daddy and Max Weber in the same pot! Or on it. Plus, of course, the unusual suspects.

Title stolen from the intro to Spider Robinson's podcast, Spider on the Web. Go enjoy him!

Everything that gets exchanged between people,
whether it's spoken or not, is a form of such thought. Human beings are
discourse. The rest is blood and bone and nerves. Call it speech, that flowing
between us. Compare it to the sun, which us always warming us, even when we
can't see it. This speech-sun is invisible, except when it takes form in
Coleman Barks,
The Soul Of Rumi

…the Mercurius, the rogue who is sometimes
benevolent and sometimes a trickster, an enemy to the law and the revenue
officers, but a great friend to people of noble spirit, and to lovers. This
Mercurius figure is by no means confined to this play alone: it is part of the
apparatus of melodrama. Not infrequently the part was represented as being an
Irishman, and much of the character that Irishmen have in popular opinion for
being witty and irresponsible is the result of these stage representations.
Robertson Davies,
Jung and the Theatre

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Extraordinary Discourse 181

Some Is Diss, Samizdat

Despite what Archie Bunker said, Edith was never a dingbat. Dingbat is a printer's term for a device that divides text, recognizing some pause deeper than the space between paragraphs, but less profound than the full stop at the end of a chapter. Dingbats dance in the gap. Dingbats come out into the indecisive twilight.

Dingbats are helpful when you're not making sustained, connected sense. Just put in a dingbat, and there's oneiric ellipsis.
Coleman Barks,
Introduction, The Soul Of Rumi

Song Clip:
Guy Clark, Cold Dog Soup

Utah Phillips, Loafer's Glory

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Extraordinary Discourse 180

Weighing In On Ways Out

…this fertile border zone, contested marginal land inhabited by those seeking refuge from the law or the sprawl or the iron custody of the market, those who would cross over in search of freedom, or shelter, or belief…
Campbell McGrath, January 17
The Best American Poetry 2013

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Extraordinary Discourse 179

Bushwhacking The Cognitive Map

Harvey Wheeler, out on the West Coast at the centre for  the study of democratic institutions, has a view of democracy in which he argues that the great discovery of democracy was to transform every citizen into a guerilla fighter.  The targets of his [sic] guerilla activities were the establishment.
Marshall McLuhan,
Contemplating Me

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Extraordinary Discourse 178

A Libertine's Microbrew

there's a cold wind blowin' through the old east side
it cuts with the devil's curse
they're turning our people into the streets, while
the landloards line their purse
with the greenback dollar of the tourist trade
there's a fortune to be had
make way for the out-of-towners, for
the tenants it's just too bad
this appears to be their attitude.
kick 'em until they're down
they're only welfare cases and
pensioners and they're easily pushed around
we've invited the world to come and stay
and celebrate the fair
i wonder if the world will understand
the homeless walkin' there.
i'm alright jack, and how 'bout you?
i'm gonna catch this wave that's rollin' through
and turn a trick or two
i'm alright jack, no flies on me!
i'm within my rights, my conscien
ce is clear
i am the profiteer
Spirit Of The West - Profiteers