../melody in chaos
People with power in any system know that any human custom, behavior, or thought process can be eliminated in 3 generations.
Take human custom “X.”
“X” is outlawed during Gen 1.
Gen 1 becomes the last to experience “X.”
Gen 2 relies on the accounts of Gen 1 for their view of “X.”… continued...
“I’m brighter than you stars!” New York City taunted, waving their walk signs, shaking their streetlights at Orion, the sole visible constellation that Fall night.
“Pfft,” said Rigel, Orion’s brightest star, “what are you, a hundred years old?”
“Shut up, I’m almost five!”
—-
Fwiw, Capella, Vega, Sirius, and Deneb were also visible over the City the night of the story.… continued...
The death of comedy signals an upstream, tactical conflation of embarrassment and shame.
Banning jokes is a means to censor laughter, not words, or comedians.
How do you censor a few comics?
Make one die onstage.
What is the world’s most offensive joke?
Depends who laughs.
Any word can be made dirty.… continued...
medium mirror
“Free-stuff? More like free baggage!” Luna piped up, looking at the discarded wedding memento, a painting inscribed by guests with personal wishes to the newlyweds, now left to the sidewalk free-cycle giveaway wilds (presumably by one of the ex-spouses still residing in the brownstone behind the wrought iron rail on which it leaned).… continued...
The paradox of truth in the context of privacy arises where lying is not always unjustified, or even unproductive.
Sometimes, lying is downright forgivable, even necessary.
Anonymity and pseudonymity, for example, are forms of lying. But in these cases, untruth protects the truth. The “lie” is IRL armor; shielding a true identity.… continued...
There’s nothing more dehumanizing than relying on technology to get you through the day. To outsource all your gathering of knowledge and perspective, to a network that has no human sensations or emotions, is the essence of dehumanization.
Technology, however, has no monopoly on dehumanization. Not only can nature “de-human” quite easily (think tsunamis, earthquakes, asteroids, etc), it also offers up diseases such as Alzheimer’s or ALS that strip away self-consciousness and self-awareness.… continued...
the acoustic zen of an almost-moved-out-of home is never underrated, however wistful https://t.co/Axrgo7MXfc
— ../westy (@westyreflector)
Jul 29, 2021
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take your fences
take your shutters
take your blinds
— you are here —
take your window screens
take your windows
take your mosquito nets
take your flashlights
turn off the sun
That Old Guitar on That Old Guitar
Uncle, a 1934 Gibson L-1 flat-top acoustic, came to me via my wife Cat’s father, Steve, a stellar pianist and big band leader in Chicago. Cat’s great Uncle Ernest, Uncle’s original owner, bequeathed the guitar to Steve.
Cat & I found Uncle (in his original case) in Steve’s basement on a trip to her Chicago home.… continued...
The Resurrection of Uncle
That Old Guitar on That Old Guitar https://t.co/NzphSx1zEV— ../westy (@westyreflector) May 21, 2021
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time is a small price to pay for a gentle drying cycle
— ../westy (@westyreflector) May 13, 2021
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“Let me in, Luna.”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Take me to @downtowndoghouse to see @baracudajo. Massachusetts has turned my coat into hard scrabble!”
“Kid, that’s where we’re going. Tomorrow you see JoJo.”
“Oh, ok. In that case what are you waiting for? Come in! I’ll ring the Footman.” pic.twitter.com/J7uGNlbmIc— ../westy (@westyreflector) May 12, 2021
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connecting to your self is the polar opposite of disconnecting from reality
— ../westy (@westyreflector) April 26, 2021
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… continued...“Moose fact socks?” sniffed Luna. “Even for the northern realm of Luna’s Lands, they show no taste.”
“There’s-”
“Dare you argue?”
“Lol.”
“Lol hold tongue or I’ll take it.”
“They’re staying on, Kid. I have never had a bad day in moose fact socks.”
“Plebs all around me. Pfft.” pic.twitter.com/C6o3pzAZly— ../westy
“Behold Queen Luna’s Lowell castle until July!”
“You 3rd-person now?”
“Topic! Why don’t these horseless carriages slow for we?”
“This is Massachusetts, the OG bird-flipper at monarchy.”
“Well they are my subjects. They will submit!”
“Speak for we-self, Kid.”
“Silence, Jester!” pic.twitter.com/0MtGFiaDbO— ../westy (@westyreflector) March 12, 2021
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beautiful. thanks. proof that there’s no such thing as isolation in a caring place
— ../westy (@westyreflector) January 3, 2021
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… continued...Zero. So wild how Denise still resonates. Would be great to see again. I don’t recall getting sent a crew copy, but I’ll check when back in NYC this wk.
btw, all interior apt sets (& prod office) were in a palatial brownstone on 70th St & Madison Av
— ../westy
“What are you staring at?”
“What are *you* staring at?”
“You stared first.”
“No, you stared at me.”
“Just stop.”
“You stop.”
“Don’t start.”
“You.” pic.twitter.com/fgsnccZsNj— ../westy (@westyreflector) December 28, 2020
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abandoned object: The Book of The Courtiers – Castiglione
“Perhaps the most representative book of the Renaissance, it is a compendium of manners and ideals written by one who himself came near to the Renaissance ideals of the perfect courtier and the complete man.” pic.twitter.com/H3P0U5CbLV— ../westy (@westyreflector) December 26, 2020
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🎼: “Funny (How Time Slips Away)” – Elvis Presley // words + music by Willie Nelson pic.twitter.com/wENbQLDVTQ
— ../westy (@westyreflector) December 21, 2020
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