Solid first effort. Near peak second effort. My favorite. Finally heard a great record in real time. In 1996 in Leipzig. And more great remixes. The other double album, more like triple album. Some more gems, collected later on if I recall. Side projects included Tosca and Peace Orchestra. All
My parents paid for my honors degree in International Politics (with Minors in German and Modern Middle Eastern History [Including Undergraduate Teaching Assistantship]; Undergraduate Thesis: The Geopolitics of East Prussia - Kaliningrad Oblast) so that I could become a diplomat. Or, at least, that's what I thought I'
Life as the yield of life. – However far human beings may reach with their knowledge, however objective they may seem to themselves to be: in the end, they still carry away nothing but their own biography. HATH #513 I 'Friedrich Wilhelm August Heinrich Ferdinand Freiherr von Steuben was a
You play these songs, the order isn't important as much as listening to each and every one, every night for decades on end; or, listen to the ones you like whenever. I like all of these songs. Genuinely. It runs the gamut, which I think is not so
It's simple, really. Negotiation and compromise. Treat people you hate with a modicum of respect. Try empathy. Walk a mile in their shoes. If you are incapable of these things, interpersonally, you cut them out. For nations, the matter is more straight forward: you kill. You go to
It is very important to learn to drive drunk "the right way" as Deputy Clemmy points out here. I've been doing it off and on for as long as I can remember. I've refined my technique to the point where it is now a
I don't know when it happened. Perhaps it was ever so. But cartoons (and perhaps comic strips and graphic novels, too) tell more popular truth than other forms of more corporatized 'educational' or, if you like, 'Culture Industry' media. A not so random sampling
In Twlight of the Idols, Nietzsche wrote: 'Women are considered profound. Why? Because one never fathoms their depths. Women aren't even shallow'. I read this in college and rejected it out of hand. Because I didn't understand it. It's not a rebuke.
If I'd had listened carefully enough in the Tenderloin, to Liliane the bartendress at the 'No Name' bar, otherwise known as the Geary Club, I'd have been better off. She would always insist on this song, which isn't my favorite, but whatevers.
So, I always thought Johnny Cash wrote that song. But no. He just covered it very well. It was Kris Kristofferson. I guess it's supposed to be a lament. It just seems like some real shit that describes reality. Oh, well. So some reflections that are meant to
These photos are chronological for the last few days of that interminable trip. Mostly Athens, Ohio and a few snaps from Pennsylvania.
I Just a few reflections on why I haven't visited that country in almost 30 years. I'm possibly only going back because I'm so bitterly disappointed in this one. I can't believe how terrible this economic-poltical system has become. You can&