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Stuck
… and therefore what I object to most strenuously about the New Depression, about the lack of new jobs and money and general hunkering down, is that if I'd been lucky – ha! as if! – if I'd been lucky, when everyone hunkered down, I'd be in Hawaii. Or California. Or Palermo… not here. Stuck…
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Je t’aime je t’aime
After a rather extreme version of the usual winter irresponsible incoherent dead-time day and night, I watched this 1968 film by Resnais – perhaps not the best choice for someone thinking about depression and the incoherence of his life. Or, perhaps, the best possible choice. No, let me explain, briefly, or you'll think this is…
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End
Having moved the computer to my desk in the middle room (actually I should keep it here, as this is much more of a 'work area' than the front room and couch, where I have spent far too much of the past five years) – I can see fireworks: the municipal celebration of New Year's…
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All time, all space
Home from a pleasant Christmas lunch at Ian's – excellent food – and sitting in the living room, with the tree glittering. And a beautiful strophic folk song by Chris Wood playing; and pulling out the tarot deck, to do one of those bottom-of-the-year readings. And seeing on the computer news of the Marshall Islands,…
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Happymerry
Early Christmas morning: between four and five a.m., briefly awake. At the back of my mind for the past few days: the differences between holidays with family and friends, as opposed to alone, especially among the single and the older (like me of course). Alfred visited for two days, to the 23rd; he is a…
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Don’t forget Foucault
I was startled into guilt yesterday by reading Edmund White talking about Foucault… and I suddenly realized, with an unpleasant start, how long it's been since I read anything by Foucault – or anything substantial about him. I have a lot of already-prepared guilt ready on this topic, because my postgraduate seminar on cultural theory…
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