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A Graduate Student Avoiding his Ph.D., Being Productive,
or Being Creative and Useful in Any Real Way...

What's on your Zeitgeist?

Tuesday, October 30

This film is beautiful, but you have to get through to the end, I think, to really get the premise. It's... I don't know. I am without a lot of critique or commentary, which is strange for me. If you watch it, don't give up until you get to the last third where they go into the terrible and perpetual War on Terror. This is a very important film, even if it is fringe and alarmist at times. But the point isn't really even about conspiracy, it's about human nature and love. I'd love to sit and discuss it with you sometime...

Also, the section with J.F.K.'s speech some of you will recognise as it was played at Muse's set at ACL this year. The website for the movie points out some important points. I read the full text of the speech, and parts are definately out of context the way it is edited.
1:09:22- 1:11:05
These extracts from the JFK speech entitled "The President and the Press" from April 27, 1961, are used as a dramatized introduction to Part 3, and are not exactly in context with the original intent of JFK's speech. Though President Kennedy does indeed address the peril of secrecy, denouncing "secret societies", "secret oaths" and "secret proceedings" in his statements, the latter section is related to his views on Communism and not these societies.
You can read the full speech at www.jfklibrary.org.
posted by Brent, 12:36:00 AM | link | 0 comments |

Oct. 16

Monday, October 29

Water alive with the heat of my exhalation
Dances across the sky toward the pavement below
And the rest of the world is silent
I am silent
The air is silent
And we sit, and breathe, and wait

Closing my eyes I can see
You walking down a hallway with no slippers on your feet
The tiles cold with the first frost of winter
Coffee in your hands

You shuffle through the kitchen, the hallway, the bedroom
Effortless, weightless, like you did as a girl on Christmas Day
The scent of the coffee waking the dead, the hardworking
Your family

Now, as will happen then, silence surrounds
A deafening roar of silence

He reaches for you,
Your heart
The coffee
And your lips

The heat is burning his hands, his soft hands
But he does not wince or exclaim
He holds your cup in his own way
Kissing you, and sending your spirit to an angle northward

And I wonder, when I see you there
Why is it so silent?
posted by Brent, 10:18:00 AM | link | 0 comments |

Cursive - The Recluse

Sunday, October 7

Happy halloween month... have a happy halloween video, you.

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