I'm starting to become emboldened again.
[ween's "puffy cloud"]
2.27.2004
Welcome to today’s Culture War Update
In this round, it’s once again the faithful vs. (versus?) the informed
Both teams are enlightened; only one set in the Truth
The King will return, but that return will likely be leisurely
Music, field mowing and lots of feisty antics
Geopolitics, corporate greed and paranoia
Highlights from today’s battles (we’re 3-for-4 this week):
After making headlines in San Francisco and Massachusetts, and New Mexico the national debate over gay marriage migrated today to a smaller stage, the Hudson Valley community of New Paltz north of New York City…
Faced with a refusal by the Bush administration to provide certain documents related to prewar intelligence on Iraq, the Senate intelligence committee voted in a closed session on Thursday to move toward a possible subpoena…
The federal appeals court here [SF] has refused to reconsider its ruling that allows Californians to grow and use marijuana to treat their illnesses...
The House approved a measure on Thursday that would make it a separate offense to harm the fetus while committing a violent crime against a pregnant woman, overcoming objections that the legislation was intended to undermine abortion rights…
In this round, it’s once again the faithful vs. (versus?) the informed
Both teams are enlightened; only one set in the Truth
The King will return, but that return will likely be leisurely
Music, field mowing and lots of feisty antics
Geopolitics, corporate greed and paranoia
Highlights from today’s battles (we’re 3-for-4 this week):
After making headlines in San Francisco and Massachusetts, and New Mexico the national debate over gay marriage migrated today to a smaller stage, the Hudson Valley community of New Paltz north of New York City…
Faced with a refusal by the Bush administration to provide certain documents related to prewar intelligence on Iraq, the Senate intelligence committee voted in a closed session on Thursday to move toward a possible subpoena…
The federal appeals court here [SF] has refused to reconsider its ruling that allows Californians to grow and use marijuana to treat their illnesses...
The House approved a measure on Thursday that would make it a separate offense to harm the fetus while committing a violent crime against a pregnant woman, overcoming objections that the legislation was intended to undermine abortion rights…
2.23.2004
Now that all the baggage has worn off, I can definitely say that Vota Asi is one of the very finest Kingdom of Leisure tracks.
Credit where credit is due though; fate played a significant hand in its creation, at least from the production side. Actually, from what I remember, fate was a huge part of the performance side too. It sounds like they knew what the hell they were doing. Maybe they did. Accidental? Who's to say?
Nuances. Touches. I happened across it bookended by the Beatles Norwegian Wood and Soundgarden's Dusty.
In fact, and I just realized this, the whole tKoL experience was all a big "future gift." It's like they went forward in time, five ten or more years and left little gifts (or mines or pointers or whatever), but it ceases to amaze that when you're lost, there are these pointers to help out along the way.
What is it parents are taught to say, "you may not like it now, but investing in your education now will pay off in the future." Some shit like that. Well, if you break ass and spend a couple of years making stuff, then dispersing it into the universe, it'll all come raining down some day.
Vota Asi
So you're too cool for romance
just get some on the side
I'm a peace loving man but you made the wrong woman cry
Think you can just walk in walk out
Snakes in the house snakes in the grass
And you thought I was joking when I said I'd kick your ass
She ain't no toy she's family
you should have left her all alone
Well you're a bad motherfucker but you're a long way from home
So you're still looking in bushes
for what you got right in your hand
blowing at boulders kicking at quicksand
We'll you messed with the wrong tribe
when you said you had to go
Well this is her consolation prize sideshow Romeo
Credit where credit is due though; fate played a significant hand in its creation, at least from the production side. Actually, from what I remember, fate was a huge part of the performance side too. It sounds like they knew what the hell they were doing. Maybe they did. Accidental? Who's to say?
Nuances. Touches. I happened across it bookended by the Beatles Norwegian Wood and Soundgarden's Dusty.
In fact, and I just realized this, the whole tKoL experience was all a big "future gift." It's like they went forward in time, five ten or more years and left little gifts (or mines or pointers or whatever), but it ceases to amaze that when you're lost, there are these pointers to help out along the way.
What is it parents are taught to say, "you may not like it now, but investing in your education now will pay off in the future." Some shit like that. Well, if you break ass and spend a couple of years making stuff, then dispersing it into the universe, it'll all come raining down some day.
Vota Asi
So you're too cool for romance
just get some on the side
I'm a peace loving man but you made the wrong woman cry
Think you can just walk in walk out
Snakes in the house snakes in the grass
And you thought I was joking when I said I'd kick your ass
She ain't no toy she's family
you should have left her all alone
Well you're a bad motherfucker but you're a long way from home
So you're still looking in bushes
for what you got right in your hand
blowing at boulders kicking at quicksand
We'll you messed with the wrong tribe
when you said you had to go
Well this is her consolation prize sideshow Romeo
2.20.2004
World War III
Petroleum war? Nope. Culture war.
"President Bush wants to see the controversial new film, "The Passion of the Christ," his spokesman said Friday."
"At least a half-dozen gay and lesbian couples waited outside the Sandoval County courthouse after county clerk Victoria Dunlap began issuing marriage licenses for same-sex couples."
So what?
"The president will seat Mr. Pryor, who has gained prominence as an outspoken opponent of legalized abortion and as an advocate for a greater Christian influence in government, on the United States Court of Appeals for the 11th Circuit, the officials said."
"Madison, Maine -- Tired of the same old Starbucks and Dunkin' Donuts? The Madison Planning Board tonight takes up a man's application to open a topless coffee shop on Main Street."
So what?
Petroleum war? Nope. Culture war.
"President Bush wants to see the controversial new film, "The Passion of the Christ," his spokesman said Friday."
"At least a half-dozen gay and lesbian couples waited outside the Sandoval County courthouse after county clerk Victoria Dunlap began issuing marriage licenses for same-sex couples."
So what?
"The president will seat Mr. Pryor, who has gained prominence as an outspoken opponent of legalized abortion and as an advocate for a greater Christian influence in government, on the United States Court of Appeals for the 11th Circuit, the officials said."
"Madison, Maine -- Tired of the same old Starbucks and Dunkin' Donuts? The Madison Planning Board tonight takes up a man's application to open a topless coffee shop on Main Street."
So what?
2.17.2004
Dear Dan,
I have entered a revival period in my love-hate relationship with singles - I'm a album guy. This morning I have to reach out to you to thank you for personal spiritual revival and inspiration. This morning, while swimming in the ecstasy of the iPod all-song shuffle, the most beautiful song I've ever heard/experienced played (10/2,014). Fuck me if it wasn't My Oh My from Wintertime.
Thank you for joy. Of course, I now have to question all previous notions of wonderment and musical perfections. I wonder aloud how foolish I have been in thinking that I could contribute to an already complete body of historical and psychic art. That song wounded me pretty hard. If I didn't love you, I would punch you in the shoulder.
Again, thanks.
-ty
I have entered a revival period in my love-hate relationship with singles - I'm a album guy. This morning I have to reach out to you to thank you for personal spiritual revival and inspiration. This morning, while swimming in the ecstasy of the iPod all-song shuffle, the most beautiful song I've ever heard/experienced played (10/2,014). Fuck me if it wasn't My Oh My from Wintertime.
Thank you for joy. Of course, I now have to question all previous notions of wonderment and musical perfections. I wonder aloud how foolish I have been in thinking that I could contribute to an already complete body of historical and psychic art. That song wounded me pretty hard. If I didn't love you, I would punch you in the shoulder.
Again, thanks.
-ty
2.10.2004
2.03.2004
Suzanne,
I am sitting on the 2nd floor of the lovely Bethesda Corporate offices right...now (my reference to "here" meant here in lovely corporate Bethesda). Strategizing. Planning. Cognitively playing chess with "the powers." Currently, I am pretty even but on a positive streak. I sometimes feel that I'm a character in 1984 or the film Brazil.
Informal members of the intellectual/progressive underground - IPU - number around a dozen. They include people from Chicago, Cambridge, Bethesda, telecommuters and a couple of very senior people. These are the truth seekers and the problem solvers. I consult with a couple of very long term, former employees ("former" is key because they feel they can tell all) and have willing internal consultants who are wonderful collaborators.
I don't know Dave, but if you say he's a cell, so be it. I am sure there are many. My goal is to create links and working relationships with several. One big success is that Dan and I control a large chunk of the information processing and have input into more.
I think during the Nixon administrations they were called the Plumbers - or the Committee to Re-elect the President.
I was fairly certain our garbage trucks wouldn't make it today given the ice storm. I didn't even take the can out. But, there they were, Donald and Enrique, waving at Brennan* and tooting the horn. They are amazing fellows.
With a little shared vision, we can make great changes. I am sure NSA will interpret this as all some sort of code.
I am sitting on the 2nd floor of the lovely Bethesda Corporate offices right...now (my reference to "here" meant here in lovely corporate Bethesda). Strategizing. Planning. Cognitively playing chess with "the powers." Currently, I am pretty even but on a positive streak. I sometimes feel that I'm a character in 1984 or the film Brazil.
Informal members of the intellectual/progressive underground - IPU - number around a dozen. They include people from Chicago, Cambridge, Bethesda, telecommuters and a couple of very senior people. These are the truth seekers and the problem solvers. I consult with a couple of very long term, former employees ("former" is key because they feel they can tell all) and have willing internal consultants who are wonderful collaborators.
I don't know Dave, but if you say he's a cell, so be it. I am sure there are many. My goal is to create links and working relationships with several. One big success is that Dan and I control a large chunk of the information processing and have input into more.
I think during the Nixon administrations they were called the Plumbers - or the Committee to Re-elect the President.
I was fairly certain our garbage trucks wouldn't make it today given the ice storm. I didn't even take the can out. But, there they were, Donald and Enrique, waving at Brennan* and tooting the horn. They are amazing fellows.
With a little shared vision, we can make great changes. I am sure NSA will interpret this as all some sort of code.
1.16.2004
Yes. It is cold. But, I don't have to enter your idiotic narrow themed discussion about how cold it is. I noticed, thanks.
So what? This isn't Belize. This is what happens every year during winter: it gets cold. We've called it winter forever.
Why all the drama? Your wool mittens and stocking cap can come off in your cubicle, it's what - between the forced air heat and the space heater - about 90 degrees in here. Your sweating!
I am boycotting your little play. I mean, the world's not coming to an end....
...or it is. Maybe that's what I'm concerned with.
So what? This isn't Belize. This is what happens every year during winter: it gets cold. We've called it winter forever.
Why all the drama? Your wool mittens and stocking cap can come off in your cubicle, it's what - between the forced air heat and the space heater - about 90 degrees in here. Your sweating!
I am boycotting your little play. I mean, the world's not coming to an end....
...or it is. Maybe that's what I'm concerned with.
12.29.2003
[Post Originally Untitled]
When, in the morning after the first day of the opium binge, the eyes finally open and the pain is bearable enough to focus on the time, life seems such a surprise.
The only relief is that day two of the opium binge is soon to begin.
The pain is the pleasure; at least in its symbiotic relationship.
The mundane becomes the profound. The senses open like hanger doors.
Merry Christmas.
[y’all driving Subarus and working in cubicles]
The only relief is that day two of the opium binge is soon to begin.
The pain is the pleasure; at least in its symbiotic relationship.
The mundane becomes the profound. The senses open like hanger doors.
Merry Christmas.
[y’all driving Subarus and working in cubicles]
11.21.2003
"Sports, when played passionately and intelligently, are great a great thing
to watch and experience. Especially when performed by those who are the
best at what they do. We rise above the basic necessities of daily life
(food, shelter, protection from enemies, and the meaningless passing of
time) to a heightened state similar to that caused by great music or great
art. At their crudest, sports provide distraction and tribal identity (like
pop music). At their best, they provide transcendence. Sports, like art,
dance, or music are a uniquely human expression, initially meaningless in
product or outcome. The meaning (and value) of sports is a function of
careful study on the part of both the performer and observer and like art,
dance, or music, transforms from meaningless brush strokes, tones, or motion
into something greater.
The game you watched last night is the sum of all basketball games that came
before it. The pinnacle of human expression through basketball.
I'm sure the same can be said for NASCAR. I'm just not studied enough. And
I belong to the wrong tribe.
Time for lunch."
-Rich Walkling 11.21.03
to watch and experience. Especially when performed by those who are the
best at what they do. We rise above the basic necessities of daily life
(food, shelter, protection from enemies, and the meaningless passing of
time) to a heightened state similar to that caused by great music or great
art. At their crudest, sports provide distraction and tribal identity (like
pop music). At their best, they provide transcendence. Sports, like art,
dance, or music are a uniquely human expression, initially meaningless in
product or outcome. The meaning (and value) of sports is a function of
careful study on the part of both the performer and observer and like art,
dance, or music, transforms from meaningless brush strokes, tones, or motion
into something greater.
The game you watched last night is the sum of all basketball games that came
before it. The pinnacle of human expression through basketball.
I'm sure the same can be said for NASCAR. I'm just not studied enough. And
I belong to the wrong tribe.
Time for lunch."
-Rich Walkling 11.21.03
11.14.2003
Two consecutive pages of useful information
Confirming and disappointing consecutively
Of theories toward brain-machine interfaces
And smart relief from severe and chronic pains
Focus the minds on intelligent goals
With unimportant but highly imaginative colleagues
We can agree that the time has come
For cognitive coups and invisible acquisitions
A society parallel and unequal
Simple and vigorous can indeed exist
Without feature-creep or worrisome expenses
Of spirit, integrity, creativity or hair loss
Queen for a day or pawn for a lifetime
White full-length faux fur or rumpled worn oxford
Human reliability analyses with weak probabilities
Only conceptualize the obvious
Long and technical papers to recapitulate
Our instinctual demise as a species
Confirming and disappointing consecutively
Of theories toward brain-machine interfaces
And smart relief from severe and chronic pains
Focus the minds on intelligent goals
With unimportant but highly imaginative colleagues
We can agree that the time has come
For cognitive coups and invisible acquisitions
A society parallel and unequal
Simple and vigorous can indeed exist
Without feature-creep or worrisome expenses
Of spirit, integrity, creativity or hair loss
Queen for a day or pawn for a lifetime
White full-length faux fur or rumpled worn oxford
Human reliability analyses with weak probabilities
Only conceptualize the obvious
Long and technical papers to recapitulate
Our instinctual demise as a species
Though sunsets are keenly
embedded in my chronology
I am growing more tolerant and appreciative
of the inspirational values of rising suns
in the easting part of our continent
Living life like death wishes
Fighting battles for origins unknown
Building legacies out of
"conflicting tastes"
Making a difference is hard when
I'm still making up my mind
Clouds shading clouds
and the times we had, baby
From up here
So much seems unimportant
Simplicity and satisfaction from within
Are ultimate rewards
embedded in my chronology
I am growing more tolerant and appreciative
of the inspirational values of rising suns
in the easting part of our continent
Living life like death wishes
Fighting battles for origins unknown
Building legacies out of
"conflicting tastes"
Making a difference is hard when
I'm still making up my mind
Clouds shading clouds
and the times we had, baby
From up here
So much seems unimportant
Simplicity and satisfaction from within
Are ultimate rewards
11.03.2003
Halloween at the Oakland International Airport
I.
We've got to step outside ourselves
in order to be ourselves
Since we cannot rely on anyone
other than ourselves
to save ourselves
II.
Libido burrito
Flat long and wide
Like the Oakland airport
Chrome accents and high heels
Extra large oddly proportioned breasts
We're all in costumes anyway everyday
III.
Living in my own customized world
Insulated from real contact
with glasses, hats and socks
Personal electronics help the tweak
IV.
Ground zeros still exist
soundtracks of personal "Live Events"
of smokes, clones and flesh
Living on parallel planes
Automatically rotating human scenery
V.
Scoring quite low on
the evaluative scale
from one to infinity
Memories of the day
taste of human skin --
The white girls
Definitely the white girls
VI.
I am convinced sometimes
That my life is nearing its end
Short, squat and useless
Bored and afraid of the freaks
who possess all the real power
And who force the wealthy meek
to react with little or no love
VII.
Costume or not
Angles are all right (toward perfect)
I think I love you
Because love is one standard deviation from lust
And since that's our only real duty
or is it my sanity that's in question?
VIII.
Simple truths
and purity
I.
We've got to step outside ourselves
in order to be ourselves
Since we cannot rely on anyone
other than ourselves
to save ourselves
II.
Libido burrito
Flat long and wide
Like the Oakland airport
Chrome accents and high heels
Extra large oddly proportioned breasts
We're all in costumes anyway everyday
III.
Living in my own customized world
Insulated from real contact
with glasses, hats and socks
Personal electronics help the tweak
IV.
Ground zeros still exist
soundtracks of personal "Live Events"
of smokes, clones and flesh
Living on parallel planes
Automatically rotating human scenery
V.
Scoring quite low on
the evaluative scale
from one to infinity
Memories of the day
taste of human skin --
The white girls
Definitely the white girls
VI.
I am convinced sometimes
That my life is nearing its end
Short, squat and useless
Bored and afraid of the freaks
who possess all the real power
And who force the wealthy meek
to react with little or no love
VII.
Costume or not
Angles are all right (toward perfect)
I think I love you
Because love is one standard deviation from lust
And since that's our only real duty
or is it my sanity that's in question?
VIII.
Simple truths
and purity
Deconstruction of deconstruction
String theory applied to the psyche
Relative to nothingness indeed
Just what happened directly prior to the Big Bang?
Points smaller than points
The space that contains space
No aspirations for ambition anymore
Emphasis on legacy and end games
Leaky and stuttering creakily about
String theory applied to the psyche
Relative to nothingness indeed
Just what happened directly prior to the Big Bang?
Points smaller than points
The space that contains space
No aspirations for ambition anymore
Emphasis on legacy and end games
Leaky and stuttering creakily about
Back to Work
Back to work adventures
We learn slow
Rock and roll Marcus
Marcus is crazy
Tap-tap drumming
Leonard Hoffman taught me these chords
Jamie Perez taught me how to love
At the cat Box
Waiting to swim to the surface of all these wires
Rolled by the system
Intellectual challenges posed by the inquiry
This is a waste of our time
Do you understand where I'm coming from?
"Shit, motherfucking yeah, by the Sexy Motherfuckers."
Theoretical airflow and heat propagation
Intellectually arrogant
Get your baby
You don't know my name
Not trying hard
We learn slow
Rock and roll Marcus
Marcus is crazy
Tap-tap drumming
Leonard Hoffman taught me these chords
Jamie Perez taught me how to love
At the cat Box
Waiting to swim to the surface of all these wires
Rolled by the system
Intellectual challenges posed by the inquiry
This is a waste of our time
Do you understand where I'm coming from?
"Shit, motherfucking yeah, by the Sexy Motherfuckers."
Theoretical airflow and heat propagation
Intellectually arrogant
Get your baby
You don't know my name
Not trying hard
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