Tag Archive: anhedonia

UNNATURAL SELECTION

You know, of course, that if you read or hear a corporate statement, advertisement or a sworn testimony expressing a goal other than that of making money for stakeholders it is false, don’t… Continue reading

THE WORK OF ART

All art these days is conceptual art. Content and style are no longer relevant to an artwork’s value. It doesn’t matter if that art is mass market or “fine.” Look at the wing… Continue reading

7. Drawing a bath

Bathing can be the alpha and omega of a day; a morning shower to wake you up and an evening bath to wind you down. But they can be more than that. Some… Continue reading

PERFORMANCE AND ITS DISCONTENTS

“…reality rises up within the spectacle, and the spectacle is real. This reciprocal alienation is the essence and the support of the existing society. ”—Guy Debord, “Society of the Spectacle” While visiting the… Continue reading

YOU BET YOUR LIFE

Part one: I’ve read some reviews of a book called “Addiction by Design” (I’ve not bought it, it seems too academic and even the Kindle is $15) that tells a tale of concise… Continue reading

AHAB, ALIEN (RET.)

Perhaps Melville’s Ahab didn’t drown, maybe he let go, let go of his passion. Then he fell to earth, where he, alive but not well—aliens and alcohol do not mix—where he sells re-presentations… Continue reading

ARS LONGA

“Vita brevis, Ars longa…” so begins the Latin version of an aphorism originally in Greek by Hippocrates, the oath guy. In English it is “Life is short, and art long” The term “art”… Continue reading

SHTICKS AND CARROTS

Every other year and more so every four years, the pols turn their focus away from the donor class’s underparts and talk at the rest of us for a bit. Both left and… Continue reading

PUT THE $ BACK IN X-MAS!

I think it good that folks use holidays to reflect on their religion’s founding myths to reassess how they are living up to the standards expressed therein, as long as their subsequent activities… Continue reading

LONELINESS OR SOLITUDE?

“I have felt as bleak as I’ve felt since puberty, and have filled almost three Mead notebooks trying to figure out whether it was Them or Just Me.” — David Foster Wallace Just… Continue reading