I remember writing about this tune in the past. The musical score and lyric of certain songs strike me as iconic, as emblematic of a time, a quest for what it means to be human in a certain “world.” The lyric lines, the blend of the voices convey the friction and effort of discovering…
It is the moment that first imposes a chronological sequence and order upon the stimulations operating on an organism, and, in turn, through the sub-noticable joining together of successive units of this smallest time-span, time originates. In the moment, the world stands still. A series of moments in which, respectively, time stands still, leads…
Fall sunrise over the Fox River is glorious. I think it worth rising for the brief spectacle just before 7AM. This is the view through my windshield traveling on Fabyan Parkway east toward Starbucks in Geneva. The sunlight is a gift to every living thing, trees, shrubs, grasses and the squirrels that inhabit the…
The crisis of ’29, which was a real catastrophe, cannot happen again today. It has been supplanted by a perpetual simulation of crisis. Unlike a society’s heroic or intrinsic values, the simulated, synthetic values (see Reagan) that have taken their place no longer threaten to collapse. Their own weight no long threatens to result…
Orwell had it easy when fixing 1984 as the crucial point. What we are condemned to may be, after time itself has unfolded, the disappearance of time in the instantaneousness of action. That is the price of change. In the exaltation of uninterrupted circulation and incessant up-to-dateness, societies lose the thread of their development….
Look at the two great events: [the advent of] nuclear power and revolution. It is utterly pointless to hope for the one or to fear the other since both have already occurred. Everything has been liberated, changed, undermined; what more do you want? It is useless to hope: things are there; born or stillborn,…
We are no longer in a state of growth;we are in a state of excess.We are living in a society of excrescence,meaning that which incessantly develops without being measurableagainst its own objectives.…growing out of control at cross purposes with itself…This process can be compared best with cancerous metastases – *** As long as…
Here are additional images of the final Nitrous Shootout event at “the Grove.” We tilt into fall, the days become short. We know that a season of cold and ice soon will be in store. Nevertheless we have memories, held as if in a keepsake box, moments of delight, — satisfaction upon making a…
Well what was your visit to “the Grove” like? I mean your plans to spend Saturday afternoon at the Great Lakes Dragaway? I was not disappointed. In retrospect I received more than the fee paid for admission. The hours spent walking around the pits, lingering for a few minutes to chat with the Lumbert…
A fall Saturday is overcast. I plan to make my way to the drag strip perhaps for a last hurrah. There’s a chill in the air. Soon time will be past for “test and tune” of race cars, hand-built expressions of the personality of an owner, and that of crew members, who are likely…
