fear before the march of flames: ART DAMAGE
The latest really funny thing I’ve heard: A white-trash woman telling about when her husband covered a debt—-by selling her off…oh, just for a week or so. The weirdest part was she only talked about taking this kind of shit from him…& not about kicking his butt to hell—-wouldn’t anybody? but not her…
The story goes Nicos Poulantzas threw all his notes from years of work—-dour Structural Marxist sociology—-out the window before he jumped to his death…through these falling leaves; 1979’s autumn to 1968’s spring (well, you know the metaphors—-we all do). At least we won’t kill ourselves along with the theoretical stuff we dump…we just fall along with all the great ideas we couldn’t make anything off; no big deal.
Reading Dietrich Eckart’s Der Bolschewismus von Moses bis Lenin: Zwiegespräch zwischen Hitler und mir [= Bolshevism from Moses to Lenin: Dialogue Between Hitler and Me]…the shortest, most intense, introduction to modern antisemitism you could ever dream up in a cold-sweat nightmare.
Also it’s quite a well turned-out piece of literature in a sleazy, propagandistic, way—-i.e., not quite the good work dash horrible content by an asshole artists like Celine, Pound, Limonov…a favourite bother for many a philosopher to think long & deeply about without coming up with anything big really…Eckart is mid-range aesthetics-turned-politics, revenge of the mediocre talent.
Lastly, the book was fast suppressed by the Nazis themselves as it gave away the anti-Xtian foundation of Hitler’s anti-Jewish conspiranoia.
…& for all these reasons you should read it.
Note: the spell-check suggest ‘anti-Semitism’ as the correct version…which is bizarre—-there’s no such thing as “semitism” to be anti-. Check Wikipedia’s entry on antisemitism.
In the med lab some of the mice were labelled “practice animals: eye blood”—-I didn’t ask for details. One of the cleaning women described them as “so sweet—-they got tiny, round, Mickey Mouse-ears”…