tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post6691291926876447808..comments2023-04-02T00:39:16.640-07:00Comments on Stochasticactus: Where Do We Live, Again?Peter Breslinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15466530226652452872noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-19432766623964421542008-11-20T10:00:00.000-08:002008-11-20T10:00:00.000-08:00Peter!! You subversive egghead, you. Nice to fin...Peter!! You subversive egghead, you. Nice to find your enlivening rambles on the internets...<BR/><BR/>Really, guy. Don't you remember that Jazz died in 1939, or was it 1964, or was it 1917 when the ODJB recorded a single on wax thereafter ruining the pristine experience of hearing Jazz live the way it should be?!?!?!? Why you still listening to old music, man?<BR/><BR/>Let's be in contact, soon.<BR/><BR/>Artfulartful touch musichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15914124646393502045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-39281110282519765412008-11-16T16:10:00.000-08:002008-11-16T16:10:00.000-08:00Hi again, Mr. Breslin.How have you been?It seems t...Hi again, Mr. Breslin.<BR/>How have you been?<BR/>It seems that you really have no time to read emails and leaving message here is better for your reading.<BR/><BR/>After successfully posting your exceptional article and its translation, I'd like to introduce the beauty of cacti in their habitat to members here through your nice pictures in the blog.<BR/><BR/>I belive they'll love it very much.<BR/>And I'll value your kind permission as ever.<BR/>Thanks and you can use my email for reply as before.<BR/><BR/>H.S. Kimsonichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17401394687669655663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-17214692799802728682008-11-11T05:27:00.000-08:002008-11-11T05:27:00.000-08:00Hi, Mr. Breslin.Glad to be able to meet you here.I...Hi, Mr. Breslin.<BR/>Glad to be able to meet you here.<BR/>I was much impressed reading your article 'Is Cultivation Conservation?' at cactiguide.com.<BR/><BR/>Consequently, I'd like to translate and introduce it with original to members of cactusstory.com of Korea which is very nice and influential site for cactus lovers here.<BR/><BR/>I would appreciate your kind permission very much.<BR/>Please reply to my email cactophile at gmail.com.<BR/>Thanks and best regards.<BR/><BR/>H.S. Kim / Seoul, Korea.sonichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17401394687669655663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-83850909646650451292008-11-10T10:23:00.000-08:002008-11-10T10:23:00.000-08:00Mr. Breslin: beautifully described, this post-mod ...Mr. Breslin: beautifully described, this post-mod hell in which we are being slowly spit-roasted.<BR/><BR/>The phrase dirty old man was never to me anything but a phrase until I met H, a 76 year old attorney and widower born and raised in the Bronx and currently living alone in Scarsdale with one foot firmly planted in the grave. He still waddles his way to Manhattan 3 days a week to make money and whisper foul-breathed obscenities in his young secretary's ear. He wears his clothes until they fall apart, eats leftovers long past date code, claims to be worth $111M. His habitual mental space is a wasteland of scatology and adolescent sex jokes. His taxes last quarter, he exploded one day, were $85,000. He agreed that McCain was a hopeless wreck of a candidate for POTUS, but voted for him anyway, so frightened is he that "Obama's going to raise my taxes!"<BR/><BR/>Yet I'm not half as disgusted by H as I am by every new story I read quoting the NEW BOSSES to the effect that government layoffs are preferable to raising taxes, and that the election was not a mandate for redistribution of social resources. As if deliberately increasing unemployment will stimulate economic activity. Don't need a PhD in Econ to read the tea leaves here, people.<BR/><BR/>The fact that a minority is always keenly aware of the rottenness pervading Denmark is key to human progress. Sometimes it comes in dribs and drabs (Nov 4, 2008), sometimes in titanic destructive/creative explosions. It is a given that Mr. H and his ilk (and yes, even the "englightened bourgeoisie," who went overwhelmingly for Obama) will powerfully oppose a socioeconomic/political housecleaning.<BR/><BR/>Real housecleaning only happens when we join hands, screw our courage to the sticking place and together leap the chasm twixt desire and act.<BR/><BR/>Sez Joe Hill on his dying day: "Don't mourn, organize!"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-62482396491887076272008-11-09T17:08:00.000-08:002008-11-09T17:08:00.000-08:00Thanks all for comments. I fluctute between hope a...Thanks all for comments. I fluctute between hope and despair. Maybe I should lay off the sugar.Peter Breslinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15466530226652452872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-18135637084413373922008-11-09T15:03:00.000-08:002008-11-09T15:03:00.000-08:00Well said on all points. I agree entirely!Well said on all points. I agree entirely!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-86418244300900858532008-11-09T14:58:00.000-08:002008-11-09T14:58:00.000-08:00PS it occurs to me one could usefully put quotatio...PS it occurs to me one could usefully put quotation marks around "change" in the next-to-last line of the DiFranco poem.<BR/><BR/>Stupid bl•gsp•t ate my hotlinks.the unreliable narratorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02455924102326229617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-12963035367769678002008-11-09T14:57:00.000-08:002008-11-09T14:57:00.000-08:00Oooh, which reminds me: of about ten or eleven thi...Oooh, which reminds me: of about ten or eleven things: including that DFW's parents were watching <EM>The Wire</EM> with him the week before he died: and:<BR/><BR/>1) Mackerel as a prison currency! It's true if the WSJ says it is:<BR/><BR/>http://online.wsj.com/article/SB122290720439096481.html<BR/><BR/>And 2) here is what happens when they let the Poors into Yale: which reminded me of some of my & Ms. Hermit's experiences at the Schmantzy-Ass Wimmin's College:<BR/><BR/>http://www.yaleherald.com/article.php?Article=4830<BR/><BR/>and<BR/><BR/>http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles/2006/05/13/class_mattersthe unreliable narratorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02455924102326229617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-87787760521503278212008-11-09T13:06:00.000-08:002008-11-09T13:06:00.000-08:00And thank you for that. My work brings me glimpse...And thank you for that. <BR/><BR/>My work brings me glimpses into the urban economy ignored and occasionally deplored by the lattéd classes. In San Francisco there are three reliable currencies besides the familiar greenback: sex, drugs, and, I shit you not, bicycles. <BR/><BR/>Aren't shows like Cops a way of turning poverty into entertainment? It's not good television but it's cheap to produce and people watch it. And after a few episodes it might seem reasonable to pay thirty thousand dollars annually to keep the precious offspring in private schools far from the unwashed--who are obviously unworthy lost causes. Not that I really think posh parents watch Cops. <BR/><BR/>One bit of brilliant television has been made about the poor and the flows of money through American culture: Have you seen The Wire?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937439.post-41802921764947335462008-11-09T08:21:00.000-08:002008-11-09T08:21:00.000-08:00our father who art in a penthousesits on his 37th ...our father who art in a penthouse<BR/>sits on his 37th floor suite<BR/>and swivels to gaze down at the city he made me in<BR/>he allows me to stand and solicit graffiti until<BR/>he needs the land I stand on<BR/><BR/>...but I love this city, this state, this country is too large<BR/>and whoever's in charge<BR/>they better take the elevator down<BR/>and put more than change in our cup<BR/>or else we are coming up<BR/><BR/>(mr. difranco, "coming up")the unreliable narratorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02455924102326229617noreply@blogger.com