Saturday, April 30, 2005

Happy Beltane

**musical mood preference: Talking Heads - Psycho Killer**

The second principal Gaelic pagan festival (first being Samhain or Halloween), Beltane is celebrated on May Day's Eve, considered the height of Spring in European tradition. Rather than honor Darkness and Winter like its counterpart, Beltane celebrates Light and Summer. It celebrates the Earth's awakening and thrust towards Summer. This holiday is actually one of the eight solar holidays of neopagans as well.

Beltane festival tonight. I am missing most of it because of work, but the end part should still be amusing enough on its own.
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Friday, April 29, 2005

Bad Dreams

**musical mood preference: Green Day - Paper Lanterns**

It's very disconcerting when multiple people have bad dreams about you in the same night. On top of that, I had a bad dream about myself last night as well. Three bad dreams involving me in one night... cross your fingers and hope nothing bad happens to me.

On a positive note: two parties this weekend. Tonight is looking like a kegger with the boys and tomorrow looks like a Beltane festival after I get out of work.
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Wednesday, April 27, 2005

EA Robinson’s “The Clerks”

The Clerks is a poem in sonnet form with many memorable lines. I think I enjoyed this Robinson piece more than any of the other of his poems that we read. It really reminded me of my dad’s friends and my uncles and their reminiscent ways.

Obviously autobiographical, this poem is most likely about the Gardiner days in Robinson’s life when he knew these now old clerks. The poet, it seems to me, makes himself seem older and wiser than he actually is at the time of writing his poems. The men he describes used to be young and fair, but now all they can do is wonder what could have been in their lives. This “shop-worn brotherhood” is all these men really seem to have, as Robinson seems to indicate. But even through the years, time has not changed who these men are in their soul, as shown by the line “and just as human as they ever were.”

Even at a young age, it is the poet’s ability to see the mundane nature of these men, and their ordinary yearnings and dreams. They think back to days when the women were hanging off both arms and times were good.

To me, in this context, “clerks” means someone who is involved in a commercial enterprise, but not a hugely successful business. I am not talking about massively rich business owners, I just envision small-time business owners when I think of this term in the parameters of the poem.

The first two stanzas lead up to the “Robinsonian twist” of the third stanza. The poet introduces the idea that we all get old and yearn to be young and virile again. Men have experience but lack the youth to capitalize on the knowledge they have amassed in their life’s progression:

“And you that ache so much to be sublime,
And you that feed yourselves with your descent,
What comes of all your visions and your fears?”

Robinson continues to hit on this point, more forcefully this time, pessimistically saying:
“Poets and kings are but the clerks of Time,
Tiering the same dull webs of discontent,
Clipping the same sad alnage of the years”

Robinson understands that even in the mediocrity of our common mortality we cling to our slivers of greatness. For in "dull webs of discontent" which form the fragile substance of our menial lives, we still insist on "tiering" ourselves against others. It is important for us to be ahead of someone else and still have to work to catch up to another person above. Coming in the next to last line, the word "tiering" has great ironic value. I mean, really how long can a tier survive as a web? It just gets higher and higher and less stable, eventually crashing back down to earth. It is then left to be rebuilt by men with similar motivations.
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RIP Morgan

**musical mood preference: silence**

Why do we seemed to be cursed with death? Montrose students die more frequently than some city kids, I swear to god. As was pointed out by a wonderful friend of mine, it seems as if Montrose kids have "RIP" followed by LISTS of initials of the people from our small school that have passed in the last 5 years or so. It's beginning to be ridiculous and it looks like Troseheads are just burdened with this.

I'm sorry Morgan. Best of luck wherever the passed end up.
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Civil Rights in Times of War and Crisis

In order to ensure the safety and general well-being of the citizens of the United States and of the Union itself, it is sometimes necessary to enact legislation and measures that contradict the fabric of this nation’s ideological background. In times of crisis and war, the policy put in place immediately following an emergency is often hasty and driven by paranoia and misplaced anger. This has happened since the inception of this county, and will continue to happen. It is a sad but necessary evil in representative democratic nations. The need for protection is there, but with as many civil liberties and civil rights that we as United States citizens have been granted, we cannot help but infringe upon the expansive rights Americans enjoy and celebrate.

This pattern of preventive policymaking has consistently appeared on the timeline of United State history. It began with John Adams’ 1798 Alien and Sedition Acts and has continued to this day with the Patriot Act of the Bush Administration. The federal government has repressed free speech and free press in almost every significant US conflict since 1812. From the Mexican-American War to Vietnam, the press was rarely “free”.

Amid political and military conflict with both France and Great Britain, the Federalist Adams administration drew up the Alien and Sedition Acts of 1798 to combat any foreigners and citizens who wished to sabotage the United States politically or violently. This legislation was sparked by an incident involving American diplomats in which the US refused to pay a French foreign minister a quarter-million dollar bribe. Within this group of laws existed four separate but related acts which addressed a number of Federalist concerns. First was the Naturalization Act, which extended the period for citizenship from five years to fourteen. Next was the Alien Act, which gave bureaucrats and government officials the power during peacetime to deport any non-citizen deemed dangerous to the government. Third was the Alien Enemies Act, a law which gave the government the power to deport any alien deemed a threat to the US during war time. Finally there was the Sedition Act, legislation enacted to combat opposition in the general public. This law meted out fines and the threat of imprisonment for those who publicly criticized the government (Alien).

Many parts of these laws were never enforced, including the whole Alien Act. One of the laws that was initially used was the Sedition Act. A number of Republican-leaning newspaper editors were arrested for allowing anti-Federalist administration. This sparked outrage from the supporters of Thomas Jefferson, who claimed that this was a clear violation of the First Amendment’s right to free speech. In response to these preventive measures, the Republican legislatures of Kentucky and Virginia passed resolutions (written by Jefferson and Madison respectively) which stated that the State legislatures have the duty to nullify these unconstitutional laws. Eventually, partly because of the death of former President George Washington, cooler heads prevailed in this situation. The nation was somewhat reunified and the laws were shelved and allowed to run out in the administration of Thomas Jefferson.

During the War of 1812, the federal government, in an attempt to centralize its power and strengthen its position for war, took power from the governments of the states. Also, during this time, the Madison administration took measures to regulate trade more closely, enacting tariffs and seizing control of many merchant operations. Part of this regulation was a backlash from years prior. The Napoleonic Wars made trade a very dangerous and very touchy issue. Ships passing into French harbors had to deal with the threat of British naval backlash. Often, American merchant sailors were seized and impressed into the British military. Because of these threats from British naval attacks, President Madison decided it would be better to allow the economy to slump rather than be drawn into a war.

For the most part, Madison was very respectful of Constitutional rights and rarely hinted at doing anything to infringe upon them. As the so-called “Father of the Constitution”, the Virginian was hesitant to impede the rights of any citizen of the country he helped to build from scratch. Called a weakling throughout his presidency for not acting more dictatorial in a crisis, Madison’s strategy of “constitutional war” was actually, in retrospect, the best possible solution for that situation. Debt incurred from the war was paid back within 20 years and the federal government was soon returning a surplus to its states.

During the Civil War, President Abraham Lincoln assumed many of the powers of Congress, as well as invading the privacy of private citizens’ mail and telegrams in order to seek out Southern agents. Presidential orders ended the First Amendment right to free speech and free press, leading to the arrest of Confederate sympathizers and opponents of the Lincoln administration in the press. Constitutional rights of criminal processes were suspended. These included habeas corpus and the right to a trial in front of peers. Many trials were held in front of military “star chamber” tribunals, who handed down heavy sentences.
President Lincoln deserves much credit for carrying our nation through what is historically one of his hardest periods; a period which saw more American blood spilled than all other American conflicts combined. Sensationalist historians are now analyzing this man’s policies and screaming “dictator!”, and perhaps that are right. But I am of the opinion that a dictatorial personality was what the country needed during this period of internal struggle.

Lincoln suspended the writ of habeus corpus, in what was his most troubling intrusion into unconstitutionality. This in itself was spawned from an incident of individual crisis inside the enormous problem that was the Civil War. There was an abortive uprising in the city of Baltimore spearheaded by its chief of police. This officer of the law encouraged Confederate supporters to blow up bridges and riot to obstruct the passing of Federal troops from the North into the battlefields of the South. Lincoln used this incident to seize upon the powers of the presidency to act in times of mortal danger for the Union.

World War I produced a familiar patriotic fervor once it was completely certain that we would be entering the war. The problem with this zeal was that it caused the common citizen to mistrust and dislike immigrants or immigrant communities. Discrimination followed against Irish-Americans, Italian-Americans, German-Americans and pretty much anything foreign to the core citizenry of the US. In light of this mistrust, Congress passed the Espionage Act in June of 1917. This law stated that any person suspected of given false statements that mislead the authorities would be open to heavy fines and terms of imprisonment. When this act proved to be too broad to enforce, the legislature passed an additional law to bolster the effectiveness of the Espionage Act.

The Sedition Act was passed in the Spring of 1918. It included bans on willfully obstructing enlistment processes, insubordination, refusal of duty to the military, amongst other things. Most notable however, is the law’s attempt to halt any type of dissenting activity within the country. It was illegal to publish anything negative against the government; also it became illegal to be disloyal to the flag, Constitution, and military uniforms of the United States of America. Words that supported in any way a country the US happened to be at war with became a crime. Because of its obvious unconstitutionality, the Sedition Act was repealed in 1921, but the Espionage Act is still on the books. It can be enforced by the executive branch in the event of a war.

World War I also brought us the Trading With The Enemy Act, which forbade any US citizen to trade with any merchant from a country the United States was pitted against in its struggle. It also provided that all published works in foreign languages be available for translation into English, or else they were unacceptable. Censorship of communications was inserted into this law as well. The government granted itself the right to control and read all communiqué coming in and going out of the country. A “Censorship Board” was created to monitor postal and telegraph communications by President Wilson in 1917. This is a clear violation of a person’s right to privacy and of free speech, but at the time the government deemed it necessary to control some aspects of freedom.

Following the devastating attacks on Pearl Harbor in December of 1941, public sentiment towards those of Asian descent began to grow. Many Japanese immigrants were settled along the West Coast of the United States and suffered from heavy discrimination based on their ethnicity. The public and the government itself did not trust these Japanese-Americans to be supportive of a US war effort against their ancestral homeland. In February of 1942, just three months after the Japanese bombing of the Hawaiian naval port, President Franklin D. Roosevelt signed Executive Order 9066 which began the round-up of 120,000 US citizens of Japanese descent. These people were then corralled into ten separate large internment camps spread all over the country. From Arkansas to eastern California, barbed wire was strung and barracks were built to house these people.

It is reported that the conditions were poor at best for these American citizens. They lived in flimsy shacks with no plumbing and no household utilities for cooking or cleaning. The camps were overcrowded and caused dissent within the Japanese-American internees. Two and a half years after signing his executive order, the president rescinded it, ordering the dismantling of the camps and the release of the Japanese Americans. In the last 20 years, there have been challenges and reparations because of this act of self-preservation by the US government. In 1988, Congress passed legislation which granted every US citizen who suffered in the camps $20,000. Over 5,000 Japanese-Americans renounced their citizenship and moved elsewhere, most back to war-torn Japan (Ng).

Also suffering from curtailed civil liberties and civil rights, Italian and German Americans toiled through four years of discrimination base on their ethnicity. 1,600 Italian citizens were interned with tens of thousands forced to move from their homes close to the sea. They suffered curfews and confiscations of property because they were not yet citizens of the US. German immigrants too suffered because of their links to their homeland. Many were intercepted at Ellis Island, which became a makeshift camp in itself shortly after the bombing of Pearl Harbor. Many Germans kept on Ellis Island spent 5 years or more there. Many were not released until 1948. There were dozens of other camps across the country where German immigrants were held through the majority of the war. The internees included deportees from Latin American countries, who the US requested be sent to them in order to keep an eye on them.

In the 1950’s, the Cold War was just beginning to hit its fever pitch. Paranoia following the Russian explosion of an atomic bomb caused the government and the public to suspect everyone of being a communist. Based on this common paranoia, the already formed HUAC (House Un-American Activities Committee) began probing the film industry, the US Government and the public in general for communists. Here began a witch hunt, led by Senator Joseph McCarthy, which lasted nearly six years (1947-1953) (PBS).

Since September 11th, the Patriot Act has proved to be a useful tool in arresting whoever is deemed suspect of terroristic activity. What is not as public is its infringement of civil rights. In a time of crisis, Congress acted by hastily pushing through this piece of garbled legislation in order to cover its backside and provide some semblance of protection for the American people. Since this time, a few key parts of the act have been struck down as unconstitutional by federal courts as well as the Supreme Court. This curbing of civil rights is apparently for our protection, but one cannot help but flashback to George Orwell’s 1984 and envision a world much like the one of constant monitoring that author creates in his masterpiece. Collecting library reading lists on individuals, roving wire-taps and non-warranted searches are just a few of the invasions of American’s civil rights (Doyle).

Crisis does not always cause infringement of civil rights and civil liberties. Often, history shows that conflict causes progress. According to Shibley Telhami of the Baltimore Sun, “the Cold War was responsible for numerous racially liberal policies. Government officials regarded measures aimed at expanding African-American freedom as crucial to American struggles against the Soviet Union” (Telhami). Also, Woodrow Wilson himself claimed that World War I was the source of women’s suffrage in August of 1920. The role the women played in filling positions left by enlisted soldiers in 1917 led to an increased social stance for women in America.

Civil rights and civil liberties are things worth fighting for, not for sacrificing in order to fight more efficiently. It is important to protect these key parts of what make us American and not allow the government to restrict the rights given to us by nearly sacred documents which also give them the power that they abuse. As a historical trend, constitutional encroachments have been harmful for United States citizens, causing paranoia and negative sentiment towards a group of people based upon their ethnicity.


Works Cited

Alien and Sedition Acts. Yale University: Avalon Project. 27 March 2005. .

“American Masters: McCarthyism.” PBS . 18 April 2005.

“Civil Right/Casualties of Wartime.” March 28, 2005. .

Delgado, Richard. Justice at War: Civil Liberties and Civil Rights During Times of Crisis. New York: New York University Press, 2003.

Doyle, Charles. Terrorism: Section by Section Analysis of the USA PATRIOT Act. Congressional Research Team. 28 March 2005. .

Gore, Al. “Freedom and Security.” Speech given: 9 November 2003.

Jacobs, Arthur D. “History of the Internment of German American Civilians in the United States.” . 20 April 2005.

Ng, Wendy. Japanese American Internment during World War II: A History and Reference Guide. Greenwood Press, 2001.

Rehnquist, Chief Justice William A. “Civil Liberty in Wartime” Speech given at the Director’s Forum, Woodrow Wilson International Center for Scholars, November 17, 1999.

Telhami, Shibley. “War and Liberty.” Baltimore Sun 18 November 2003
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WC Williams’ “The Red Wheelbarrow”

The whole poem is just one sentence about a wheelbarrow. It relies on the reader’s interpretation and openness to imagery in order to be effective. The form the poem is in is interesting too, because if you look closely enough at the stanzas, they start to resemble wheelbarrows themselves. The wording and lack of punctuation reminds me a lot of Cummings and the way he breaks up sentences and words to convey emotion.

Since this poem seems so obscure and simple, I am going to attempt to explain my interpretation stanza by stanza through the poem. The opening line is the most important of the four, setting the tone for the rest of the short poem. Williams’ decides to set the word “upon” on the bottom line, resting the first line on top of it. The word “upon” is left to bear the burden of the weight of words above it.
The poet then introduces the wheelbarrow, breaking the word up. “A red wheel” rests on top of the “barrow.” The color choice is interesting, leaving my mind with a bright image. By breaking down the word, it makes the reader slow down and consider every syllable of the lines.

In the fifth and sixth lines, the poet introduces the rain in order to freshen the scene and clean up the reader’s image of the wheelbarrow. This water washes away the dirt that we associate with the title object, leaving us to consider only the wheelbarrow itself.

In the last lines, the color white is used to draw a distinction from the formerly introduced red. The white chickens are being starkly contrasted with red, newly rain-rinsed wheelbarrow.

Because of its strange subject matter and short form, this poem is different than just about anything we’ve read (except “This is Just to Say”, that is). It includes only one sentence, bizarrely about a wheelbarrow. The poet is really hoping the reader is open-minded about imagery and is willing to scrutinize the short and few lines. Williams is attempting to stretch the concept of what we consider poetry, just as Cummings does with his strange punctuating and spacing.

This poem is similar in succinctness to WC William’s other poem “This is Just to Say”, which contains only three short stanzas. That poem, however, is really just a note left to tell a loved one that he had eaten the plums in the ice-box. It does not contain the same subtle yet striking imagery as “The Red Wheelbarrow.” In eight short lines, Williams really did extend the meaning of poetry.
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EE Cummings: Sex and Cars

EE Cummings’ poems engage less intellect, and appeal more to pure emotion. His writings are the closest thing to directly translated feelings that I think I’ve read yet. It makes for a much harder read than a grammatically and structurally correct piece, because within a couple of words he has begun to express his feelings by jamming together words, or breaking them apart with punctuation or lines or deliberately exaggerating pauses. You begin to feel the writing, experience it as an emotion rather than just another poem.

I think "she being Brand" is about a car...but also most definitely about sex. If you sit and think, isn’t being a virgin a lot driving a stick-shift car for the first time? You have to learn where all the buttons are and what reactions you are going to get with particular buttons. You have to learn what each feeling or tremble means; you have to know what works and what doesn’t. It all comes with practice and repetition, in both instances. The more you drive a stick, the better acclimated you will become. Muscle memory will kick in and shifting becomes easier and smoother. This is, hopefully, the same case for sex. The more you do it, the better you become. In both cases, the beginning will be jerky and uncomfortable, but with time, it all becomes “old hat”.

Cummings’ word choice is also an indicator that the poem contains an easily discerned duality. Words such as stiff, cranked, slammed, and others just show what the poet’s true intention was when composing this piece. Hyphenation and spacing are used to show greater emphasis on certain parts, forcing the reader to focus on what is being said.

“Brand new” is a clear indication to my warped mind that EE Cummings is dealing with the duality of this issue. Sex and cars are easily linked if a perverted enough mind sets its will in forging a relationship. Perhaps the poem is only about a car, but Freud would say that subconsciously it is all about sex. You can't help but think about that when you read the poem aloud. Why else would EE Cummings leave the "Oooo's" and "Divinity" and "tremB" at the end of some sentences? All of these things indicate sexual pleasure and an experience of bliss.
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Not to Keep” – War & Death

War is really a terrible thing. It ravages families and relationships, as well as causes death, mayhem and tragedy. It brings nothing to the societal table and Robert Frost’s poem “Not to Keep” is just another reinforcement of this.

In many World War II era films, there are scenes showing the Department of Defense representatives delivering “telegrams of death” to the wives and mothers of fallen soldiers. A League Of Their Own is the first that comes to mind for me, though there are many others. The women sat and worried month after month that their loved ones were never going to come back, while their husbands and sons toiled through the battlefields of Europe and the Pacific. The same thing is occurring now and has inevitably occurred over and over throughout history. War is a mainstay of human society; we cannot exist without conflict of some sort. The problem with this is that people are generally caring and loving people, especially to those close to them. War ends these loving relationships in an instant. A single bullet, bomb or rocket can ruin an entire family’s future.

Robert Frost captures this idea in his relatively short poem. The language of the poem is interesting, really. “The letter came/Saying….And she could have him.”, reads the piece. As we well know, the military owns you once you join up or are drafted. You are theirs for the duration of your service and even beyond. More interesting phrases include “They gave him back to her alive - / How else? They are not known to send the dead. – and not disfigured visibly.” This is more insight into military function. They know better than to send back a terribly disfigured or visibly injured person without proper preparation of the family and adequate rehabilitation of the soldier. The shock it would cause the family and even general population would be too costly for a “war effort”.

A woman receives a letter of notice that her loved one is returning from war. And shortly after receiving this notice, her soldier returns, though not in the best of shape. He has taken a bullet in the chest, leaving him mortally wounded. He attempts to reassure her that “medicine and rest” can heal him, but it is not to be. He is doomed to die from his wounds and to leave his loved one behind to suffer the pain of war’s aftermath.

This series of events is heart-wrenching just to read, let alone to live through. I personally have never had this situation in my family, but with the current situation in Iraq, I have many friends stationed in heavily war-torn areas of the occupied country. I may not feel the same amount of worry as this woman, but I generally know the feeling. I love these friends and they are thousands of miles away in terrain and situations that I can not even begin to fathom.
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A Story formed from Wallace Steven’s “The Emperor of Ice-Cream”

Here is how I envisioned the poem after reading it several times. I have attempted to dissect it into a sort-of story. It took me a number of close readings to even come up with this interpretation. Hopefully it reads out right enough. I could not think of anything else to do with the piece. Duality really is an important concept and often used to contrast in poetry. This poem is a prime example of this happening.

A Story formed from Wallace Steven’s “The Emperor of Ice-Cream”

I went to a nearby house to help lay out the body of an old woman who had died all by herself. I went hoping to help prepare the home for the wake. Accustomed with the home, as a neighbor should be, I entered through the kitchen door rather than the front. I was appalled as I entered the kitchen; the disorderly mess going on inside set me back. A large brawny neighbor who worked at the local cigar factory had been called in to crank the ice cream machine in preparation for the wake, and various neighbors had sent over their girls to help out and their boys bearing flowers wrapped in old newspapers from their yards to decorate the house.

Taking advantage of the occasion, the girls continued to “dawdle” around the kitchen and philander and flirt with the young men. They were all waiting around to have a taste of the ice cream when it was finally finished. The whole scene seemed crude and misplaced when I remembered that the old woman lay dead in her bedroom, yet all of this activity continued to spiral around inside her home. Where there is death in one room, there is much life and bustle in the other. It seemed bizarre.

Then I left the kitchen, and went in to the bedroom. The corpse of the old woman was lying uncovered on the bed. Upon seeing the old woman’s body, I first felt the need to find a sheet to cover the corpse’s expressionless face. I went to the old dresser “of deal”, but it was hard to get a sheet out because the drawers were lacking knobs. She may have been too sickly to get out to the store to get new glass knobs, or she just didn’t mind struggling to open the drawers. Eventually I did get out a sheet, and a beautiful one it was, embroidered with fantails.

Her feet stuck out of the bottom of this short sheet. It was as if I couldn’t hide death, I could just mask it for the time being. Even in masking it, I still could not completely cover the reality of death. Even though I covered her body, her dead, lifeless feet still “protruded” from the bottom of the cover. It seemed worse to have to look at her feet than to look at her face. To me, her feet seemed deader, more lifeless and depressing than her empty face.

She had died and that could not be hidden by a sheet. Her life had ended and all that was left is a shell. While all of this was going on, out in the kitchen, the bizarre scene still continued, with the large cigar-roller cranking the ice cream, as the rest of the people cavorted in their own interests. They were sent to help with a lonely dead woman’s wake but fall into their own greedy nature instead. They represent human nature and its preoccupation with self-interest.
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Eliot’s “The Naming of the Cats”

Eliot was and remains one of my favorite poets. W.B. Yeats, AE Housman and Sylvia Plath are some of the others that I genuinely enjoy reading on my own. There is just something individually wonderful about each of those poets which draws me to their works.

To begin this essay, I have to admit that I have read much of Eliot’s work. From The Wasteland and the Four Quartets to Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats, I thoroughly enjoyed the poet’s work. My particular favorite by him, though, is the “Hollow Men.” It is my favorite for a number of reasons, from the opening quote from Joseph Conrad to the final lines of:

“This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.”

The strength of these lines is immeasurable. It is mind-boggling to me how people can be so creative, even when it means being dark and pessimistic.

Eventually, Eliot’s verses from the Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats were interpreted for the long-running Broadway musical Cats. This would not have been that much of an honor for the Nobel honoree Eliot. I believe that he would have never wanted his verse translated into that rubbish. Eliot was a very spiritual man, who ruminated for years about felines. Taking his collection of kitty poems, Broadway made a play that would have never appealed to the misery-geared poet. It really gets under my skin to think that perhaps the greatest 20th century poet is going to be remembered as the man who wrote that stupid play.

According to TS Eliot’s “The Naming of Cats”, every cat has exactly three different names. One of these names is given by the family, another that is purely unique to that cat and finally the name the cat itself only knows. People also go by different names to different people as well, and our self image, the name we ourselves only know, is for us only. It is particular to each individual person as well, leaving everyone with their own unique and solitary identification.

For me, much like the poet’s cats, I go by three names. For my secondary family (grandparents, aunts and uncles, etc), I am Brian. To my parents, my brothers and my closest cousins, I am Bud. And to my friends, I am McCue. This has been set for just about as long as I can remember. These three names are the different parts of my personality, represented in a single word; one or two syllables which capture who I am at that particular moment in time. I assume different roles and different mindsets with the different name and different company.
Eliot’s musings about cats are interesting to read primarily because of his quirky, but very attentive nature. He picks up on details that no one else could have about our feline friends and their nature. There are obvious similarities with humans being shown, but really, most of his ideas are about cats and only cats.

The poet says that when you see a cat affixed, staring seemingly at nothing, it is actually contemplating his own name, the name that only he knows:

“When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought of his name:”
It is funny that a person can be so particular and focused as to write an entire volume of poems about cats. It really takes genius and creativity to focus your efforts that much. The observation skills of TS Eliot are really beyond comparison out of the poets in this packet. He remains my favorite American poet.
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Monday, April 25, 2005

Penn State Weekend

**musical mood preference: War - Cisco Kid**

As usual, I had a great time at Penn State this weekend. Staying and hanging out with those girls is always a trip. Sara is definitely one of my favorite people.

I'm glad I got out of the Valley and away from work for the weekend and into an atmosphere of fun; it's an atmosphere that I miss and one that I love. Seeing a lot of my high school friends and some of my college ones made it even better.

Highlights:

:: Once again: Mikey doing the Thriller dance, if only in an aborted manner
:: Mahdi attempting to do the Thriller dance. And eventually falling and drooling on himself.
:: Seeing that d-bag Jaime.
:: Seeing random friends from high school, including two ex-girlfriends.
:: Having people tell me I smell. But them still continuing to talk and flirt with me.
:: Everyone telling me how burnt I look.
:: Seeing Felix Sarco, even if only for two songs.
:: Getting stuck on Interstate 80 between mile markers 255 and 258 for an hour and twenty minutes while nothing happened. No accident to rubber-neck, no construction to blame it on. Just a bunch of idiot drivers.
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Monday, April 18, 2005

Life is funny

**musical mood preference: Radiohead - Idioteque**

Very few things beat ending a day on the front porch out in the country with a beer and great conversation. A smoke doesn't hurt either. If I could end every day with that feeling, I think life would be complete for me.

On a future note: This upcoming weekend is a PSU weekend. Definitely looking forward to it all.
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Thursday, April 14, 2005

How Gorgeous is This?


Caption: "A shooting star streaks across the sky during a meteor shower. A meteorite which residents described as a 'huge ball of fire' was spotted over the eastern Spanish regions of Catalonia and Valencia, according to astronomers in the region" (AFP)


To me it looks like the sky is RIPPING open to reveal something, anything. It's wonderful. I wish I could've seen it for myself. What a sight.

It's like the sky is a canopy, torn to reveal the real light behind the fabric of the universe.
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Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Nothing worth mentioning

**musical mood preference: Teenage Girls - Come**

Here are some songs I've been listening to a lot recently:

Mazzy Star - Fade Into You
Susan Tudeschi - Rock Me Right
Neko Case - Honky Tonk Hiccups
Talking Heads - Road to Nowhere
Jimmie's Chicken Shack - Bong Jam
Teenage Girls - Hallelujah
CREAM - Tale of a Brave Ulysses
Willie Nelson - Whiskey River

Here are a few books I've been delving into:

Foucault's Pendulum - Umberto Eco
Man's Search for Meaning - Viktor Frankl
On the Blanket - Tim Pat Coogan
Paddy Clarke Ha Ha - Roddy Doyle
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Friday, April 08, 2005

Why do I subject myself to this?

**musical mood preference: Talking Heads - Life During Wartime (This Ain't No Disco)**

"When I was a kid, like 11, I thought meat was made out of fabric; you know, like old recycled t-shirts. I mean, how else could beef get so red? Red thread, Zed."


Why oh why...
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Thursday, April 07, 2005

Sunny Songs - My Faves

Since it has FINALLY decided to warm up and somewhat resemble Spring to some degree, here is a list of my favorite songs whose titles include the word SUN.

Eric Burden & the Animals - House of the Rising Sun
Jimi Hendrix - Hey Baby (New Rising Sun)
CREAM - Sunshine of Your Love
The Beatles - Here Comes The Sun
Soundgarden - Blackhole Sun (I KNOW ITS NOT SPRING-Y!)
Elton John - Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me
Rage Against the Machine - People of the Sun
The Doors - Waiting for the Sun
Janis Joplin - Flower in the Sun


crap... that's all I could come up with. Anyone else have anymore? There's gotta be dozens. Leave them in the comments if you can think of any.
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Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Ten new stories that I'm absolutely sick of.

- Michael Jackson
- Kobe Bryant/Shaq fighting
- stories about minor flooding in Wyoming Valley
- RIAA and file sharing hearings & proposed legislation
- The Pope. (I'm sorry, I just can't bring myself to care. I'm heartless really.)
- Terry Schiavo
- Rising fuel prices
- That ugly fool, Prince Charles' upcoming wedding
- Banning gay marriage (you fucking bigots)
- The Patriot Act (just DIE already, you unconstitutional heap of Republican wastepaper)
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I Love The Talking Heads

**musical mood preference: THE TALKING HEADS**

As it says above, I absolutely love the Talking Heads. Especially when I'm hanging out with a few friends and we've had a few drinks, this band really hits the spot, fits the bill, all that jazz. I love the funky element to the music, it's something that's missing in most stuff.

The American public was first introduced to the THs with the song "Sugar (on My Tongue)" in 1975, and they evolved and progressed from there. In the following two decades, the Talking Heads pumped out hit after hit, with each album maintaining its own unique sound, something attributable specifically to that piece of music.

"Sugar" has a catchy bass line and David Byrne's voice sounds pure. The underlying sexual and drug oriented message is interesting to consider. "Is she gonna put the sugar on my tongue? Gonna gimme gimme some." Ah, the blatant disregard for subtleties.

Some of the older Talking Heads songs are really great too. "Don't Worry About the Government", "I Wish You Wouldn't Say That", and "Love --> Building on Fire" are all great tunes, each with their own sound and individuality.

Later in their careers, the THs put out a string of hits including "Psycho Killer", "Take Me To The River", "Slippery People" and "Burning Down The House".

Some of my particular favorites however, are not the hits, but some of the common favorites amongst fans. These are "Girlfriend is Better", "Road to Nowhere", "Life in Wartime (This Ain't No Disco)", "And She Was" and MANY others.

The Talking Heads proved that you could have punk attitude erradiate our of your music without having the punk sound. They made pop-ish music without selling out. They never compromised their musical creativity for market success. The market melded itself to them.

Their songs are not cookie-cutter "verse chorus verse chorus" billboard bullshit either. Just when you think you can predict their tunes, choruses merge into bridges which merge into verses; in and out and back again. A head-spinning, toe-tapping rollercoaster. It just makes me want to do a stupid dance thinking about it.
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Tuesday, April 05, 2005

The River

**musical mood preference: Susan Tudeschi - Rock Me Right**

The Susquehanna River and how people respond and co-exist with it creates an amusing type of situational comedy for me.

A natural wonder, the river has been modified, polluted and re-directed to a point which leaves it unpredictable. The "crest" is never where they say it will be, and the "flood stage" is a farce. It's all tenuous at best, mostly because (in my own opinion) of what the people have done to the Susquehanna in the last four centuries. Damming, mining, dragging, dumping, filling... god knows what else.

People still choose to live next to this unpredictability and then act shocked when there is a threat of flood. It has happened or threatened to happen every 10 years or so, for the last century. On top of that, we get a valley-leveling flood averaging about once every 30-40 years. Oh, what the Wyoming Valley has to look forward to.
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Monday, April 04, 2005

Crossroads, maybe

**musical mood preference: Janis Joplin - Try (A Little Bit Harder)**

I've decided not to play baseball this semester. I don't have the time or expenses or even the motivation necessary to play this time around. It's a mild disappointment, but not playing will allow me to get another job and save a bit more money in preparation for the future.

The future is a funny thing really. I just hope that everything turns out alright with everyone I care about. And I hope that I can continue to be happy, even with the common doubts that arise in life.
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Crap

**musical mood preference: Teenage Girls - American Beauty (acoustic)**

Missed two parties this weekend up north with long-time friends. I'm at a point of complete disappointment. But otherwise, all is well. My weekend was dismal, but I managed a few hours of fun each day in an empty attempt at salvaging the piss-poor excuse for a social life.

Anyhow, its too early to be worried about crap. Looking forward to a good day.
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Sunday, April 03, 2005

Conspiracy Theories

**musical mood preference: 10,000 Maniacs - Jezebel**

It's funny, really, when you sit around in drunken stupor and discuss things of bizarre nature. Conspiracy theories are the first thing to come to mind for me, namely because of the crowd I hang out with. These are people who have lived in Montana, rural middle-of-nowhere type places, Hopi Indian reservations... you get the idea.

Some of these purported theories go as follows:

The US Government, and really the entire world's ruling class, only wish to support the most educated, rich and dependable 20% of the population. The rest are slowly being starved, stupified and weeded out.

The New World Order has been aligned and strengthened thanks to the current Republican administration's crony-ism and favoritism towards big business.

People at Olde Tyme Charlie's in Plains are robots, slaves to their master/boss. He somehow brainwashed these otherwise normal people into doing his bidding, working whatever hours he tells them and never asking for anything.

I will update this as more compile.
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