Saturday, December 21, 2013
William Jones (philologist) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia – update 3
William Jones (philologist) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I discovered earlier information stating Jones was an Orientalist, thus William Oriental Jones. WOJ ~ JOW…maybe it was someone connected to Lenin.
This must be Justus Lipsius the Dutch Philologist, actually it serves many purposes, the Disney Rooster, Heckle and Jeckle, Chicken Man (who I didn’t know of at the time of the sketch), a buzzard I’ve seen many times, and an Ashkenazi Jewish person.
This possibly infers the surf board is a sarcophagus. This was done in 1991. He is of course, Out On a Limb.
We ordered from Spiegel…
…this must be an order of monks or nuns. There are others I recognize, time now keeps me from listing them. I have things to do for Christmas.
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H.L. Spiegel
Twe-spraack vande Nederduitsche letterkunst
Canon of Dutch Literature - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
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Justus Lipsius
Twee boecken vande stantvasticheyt
Canon of Dutch Literature - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I purchased a canon camera in 2005…
Canon - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia – take your pick. I did also purchase Pachelbel’s Canon in D.
Friday, December 20, 2013
Who is cleaning up What the Bleep Do We Know?
…Kay Gibbs does not clean for Hollywood, has never been employed by them. She has no interest in their industries except where its effect has affected her life. She did own the film but sold it.
Moonshiners were mixed up with labs where they distilled alcohol for experiments and cleaning instruments…
…then it caught on with marketers…
A connection…
…this may be how Qing boy got into it during WW2…I hauled the large bamboo down Cameron Street to BR’s apartment and cut it into two pieces, got on the bus and carried it home. I recall being mixed up with two people at La Guardia picking up an oriental rug and hauling it out of the airport. It is possible I was lifted by them and they took the carpet somewhere, then managed to fold it and duck taped it or tied it together and then hauled it to wherever. I did find several locations in Massachusetts but I think it is in New York where this guy was located.
Spice market sushi bar was similar to the above. The bar was perpendicular to the windows rather than facing them. I walked by the restaurant many times before the changed the windows to a wall. They did have a burgundy drape covering the windows for a time. Complaints I guess. There was also a coffee and condiment bar that opened into the mall, so possibly a coffee bar is in the picture. I frequented Bear Rock on the opposite side of the mall. I know the waiters lifted me many times as I sat next to the window directly across from the entrance to Spice Market.
Lamps strike me as similar
Thursday, December 19, 2013
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Triangles ~ person is in a post hypnotic state…
…this may be when they discovered there was no real fury…
The triangles are Abraham Maslow’s hierarchy of needs…
MAKING POSTHYPNOTIC SUGGESTIONS MORE EFFECTIVE
1. Fixing attention and opening a yes set.
2. Utilizing the person´s own associations and personality dynamics.
3. Associating the posthypnotic suggestion with current experience.
4. Associating the posthypnotic suggestion with future events.
5. Introducing the posthypnotic suggestion in an associational network.
These are precisely the shallow people who motivate these kinds of books…
…the typical hypnotized, self-loathing, self sabotaging female offspring of the 60’s and 70’s possessed of The Woman in Green. Whose life is it anyway?
A long trawl through shallow waters - well, shallow people.
At 600 pages, this rant remains in dire need of an editor, but would benefit even more from a plot. Basically, our not-so-humble narrator gets lucky with The Sting in 1973, then it all turns to drugs, then it all turns to shit. Her primary concern – beyond any pretence of allegiance to drug-dealers, family, colleagues and friends – appears to be keeping her table at a dining-hole in Hollywood where she can see and be seen, hence the tit...more A long trawl through shallow waters - well, shallow people.
At 600 pages, this rant remains in dire need of an editor, but would benefit even more from a plot. Basically, our not-so-humble narrator gets lucky with The Sting in 1973, then it all turns to drugs, then it all turns to shit. Her primary concern – beyond any pretence of allegiance to drug-dealers, family, colleagues and friends – appears to be keeping her table at a dining-hole in Hollywood where she can see and be seen, hence the title.
The fact that Hollywood power-brokers are non-creative, cliquey, scandalously overpaid, vain, ambitious, addictive, obsessive, compulsive and above all treacherous parasites should come as no surprise to anyone who's bothered to pick up this book. What is surprising is that an operator with all of those traits and more could vomit up a story from it and not pause long enough to find any redemption whatsoever in herself or her surroundings.
Perhaps the saddest testament to this tragedy comes in reading it today, 15-years after publication. Names that once clattered when she dropped them now ring hollow as even the internet can't dredge up any trace of them. And as for those who remain 'names,' take a look at the bonus features disc of The Sting DVD – Redford, Newman et al looking back on their film in 2005 (a film that Phillips spends half the book telling us was her creative genius) and the name 'Phillips' does not come up once in hours of recorded material. Who she?
(less)You'll Never Eat Lunch In This Town Again by Julia Phillips — Reviews, Discussion, Bookclubs, Lists
I disagree with his choice of words in reference to “anything” that thwart’s capitalism…
Sabotage is given a very wide definition: anything that thwarts capital's intentions, or, 'any obstruction of the regular conduct of industry'.
What this means for the blue collar class and the lower middle class…
…is this; when the parents of these children purchase these toys and play with them, they are in essence cleaning up something that already exists. Once something is acted out, it is over. I know this to be true in the case of my siblings and myself playing with BB guns, toy Derringers, toy pistols, bows and arrows, knives, and stick horses. We acted these things out and thus we avoided using these things as adults. In the case of scientific toys, one might become a teacher of science or never enter the scientific field at all. If one manages to hang on to the scientific content of the mind, then one might benefit from these things in one’s youth. I tend to think the television down plays interests in these areas preventing many from entering these fields.
Braverman undertook his research on the foundation of a wide ranging set of relevant jobs: apprentice coppersmith, steel-fabricating layout man, pipe fitter, sheet metal worker, freight car repairman, structural steel fitter. He went on to be co editor on the monthly American Socialist and to be editor and manager of two publishing houses, including Monthly Review Press. Metal working, office work, and publishing are all areas in which scientific and technological innovation have had great impact: Fred Taylor, the father of 'scientific management' began his work in the cutting and handling of metals, and office automation is synonymous with IBM. So, when Braverman talks about deskilling jobs in high-technology industries, he is not talking about worlds deduced from Hegel, Husserl or Frankfurt. Nor is he concentrating on the experience of work, a la Working for Ford, Work, Working, or The Seventh Man He is demystifying the mediations — how capitalist ideology becomes a material force in the machines and procedures of work. What it's like to work in these places is powerfully implicit in his prose, but the argument is about the job itself. Similarly, although he does not write about workers' struggles, his analysis clarifies their bases and justifications.
HARRY BRAVERMAN’S LABOUR AND MONOPOLY CAPITAL REVIEWED BY ROBERT M. YOUNG
MELANIE KLEIN II, orality…updated
Klein concludes seven pages on the fine texture of early paranoid and schizoid mechanisms as follows: 'So far, in dealing with persecutory fear, I have singled out the oral element. However, while the oral libido still has the lead, libidinal and aggressive impulses and phantasies from other sources come to the fore and lead to a confluence of oral, urethral and anal desires, both libidinal and aggressive. Also the attacks on the mother's breast develop into attacks of a similar nature on her body, which comes to be felt as it were as an extension of the breast, even before the mother is conceived of as a complete person. The phantasied onslaughts on the mother follow two main lines: one is the predominantly oral impulse to suck dry, bite up, scoop out and rob the mother's body of its good contents... The other line of attack derives from the anal and urethral impulses and implies expelling dangerous substances (excrements) out of the self and into the mother. Together with these harmful excrements, expelled in hatred, split-off parts of the ego are also projected onto the mother or, as I would rather call it, into the mother. These excrements and bad parts of the self are meant not only to injure but also to control and to take possession of the object. In so far as the mother comes to contain the bad parts of the self, she is not felt to be a separate individual but is felt to be the bad self.
'Much of the hatred against parts of the self is now directed towards the mother. This leads to a particular form of identification which establishes the prototype of an aggressive object-relation' (Klein, 1946, pp. 7-8). Note carefully that we have here the model — the template, the fundamental experience — of all of the aggressive features of human relations. Six years later Klein adds the following sentence: 'I suggest for these processes the term "projective identification"' (ibid.).
