Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Man in the Dark

my lies are a template to the truth
a decoder ring
figure out how I fabricate
and figure out the root of my fabrications.

I might try to present an alternate America
but the america known is still there too
and if your senses are keen
you'll ken what I see.
The obvious truths are the ones I hold closest.
No need to say what I see.
They'll be presented austerely.

This post a review of Paul Auster's "Man in the Dark"
It's levity hides it's darkness.
You need the w(hole) to figure it out.
Lotta lazy reviews.
Meta-narrative is just politeness.
So many write who cannot read.

Monday, October 25, 2010

war with the weather

I wonder about the Mayan Calender, here where they say it shall stop.  Now to think that the mayans would be able to accurately predict the end of the world is silly or slightly racist.
the second question is to whether there extensive calender was a display of hubris.
My guess is that it is the work of writers.
Who had to invent for the publics benefiction.
Fiction for the publics benefit.
The last act of a people underseige.
Just mysterious enough to not be destroyed by their enemies.
Lies created to assert an authority, whether considered lies or not.

Strange enough, contested enough.

The game of pelota interests me, because authorities can't seem to figure it out.  Sometimes the hero of the game wins, and sometimes he loses.   by loses I mean his life.  He was sacrificed.

Sacrificed by who?

Sacrificed by the side He played for.  For an exchange of goods?  Or because his transgressions were too great that even his great act at redemption, in playing the game, failed.  Maybe he won in the wrong way.  Some act of corruption saved him. Maybe sometimes the people got their way. And the losers lives were saved.

We should read the texts of pelota, the Incan sport, with real figures, who are beset with accusations of rape, drugging, and unsportsmanlike conduct.  It makes a difference in who wins in the end, even if it doesn't tell you who wins the match.