The alternatives are stark. There is no fleeing, and how the hell to begin fighting against a movement that has taken the better part of a century to culminate, and does so on a global scale? Getting into fights with local agents of this crud, and being fired anew, is always the default yet futile option. But, how not to be futile?... ....... I hate the world that is taking shape.
Bear with me.
ReplyDeleteSartre's "La Nausee" as a Vision of Things to Come.
ReplyDeleteHow else? God, what will we do?
ReplyDeleteThe alternatives are stark. There is no fleeing, and how the hell to begin fighting against a movement that has taken the better part of a century to culminate, and does so on a global scale? Getting into fights with local agents of this crud, and being fired anew, is always the default yet futile option. But, how not to be futile?...
ReplyDelete....... I hate the world that is taking shape.
Capisce, amici.
ReplyDeleteIn the mountains of Taiwan,or Montana, there was a life still worthwhile.
Right. I would go back to Mt if they'd take me.
ReplyDeleteHow about dying in Cambridge Herr Rot ?
ReplyDeleteMassachusetts that it ...
I had forgotten about that. That couch was my coffin.
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