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>Hi Michael, > >It's an expression of optimism.... in the face of death we can still >have a laugh... and hey, if it amused anyone it was language what >did it... Remember the Woody Allen line in Annie Hall?... "All the >books on death are mine".... > >Bob > > > >From: Michael Szpakowski <[email protected]> >To: NetBehaviour for networked distributed creativity ><[email protected]> >Sent: Sat, 12 December, 2009 15:24:22 >Subject: Re: [NetBehaviour] "I want to ask Jacques Derrida a question." > >Hi Bob >I take it that's an expression of scepticism? >I'd be sorry to hear that it was about Alan's beautiful writing ( >this piece in particular but his work in general), or Curt's helpful >comments and not about Derrida (in which case, to a great extent, I >share it). >Bakhtin's another kettle of fish though, altogether clear, >strikingly original and bracing stuff and makes most of the >post-structuralists look like the tepid obscurantists they are. >It's interesting though -there's a fine line to be walked between >open-mindedness and gullibility or, to put it another way, between >legitimate scepticism and philistinism. It's a line I've certainly >erred from in both directions in the past and expect to again. >best >michael >PS quite amusing too, if you are calling Curt for presumed pretension. >This is a man who, in perhaps hotter headed days, posted images of a >local agricultural fair to Rhizome. His work is some of the most >grounded in the everyday wonder of life I've come across. > > >--- On Sat, 12/12/09, bob catchpole ><<mailto:[email protected]>[email protected]> wrote: > >> From: bob catchpole >><<mailto:[email protected]>[email protected]> >> Subject: Re: [NetBehaviour] "I want to ask Jacques Derrida a question." >> To: "NetBehaviour for networked distributed creativity" >><<mailto:[email protected]>[email protected]> >> Date: Saturday, December 12, 2009, 11:27 AM >> Or could it be that the >> echo of the language flows across the space of the absence >> to the ghost of the disembodied matter of it's own >> arse? >> >> Bob >> >> Curt >> Cloninger <<mailto:[email protected]>[email protected]> wrote Fri, 11 December, >> 2009 23:19:45 >> >> Bakhtin might disagree -- matter flows into language and >> language >> flows into matter (whatever matter and language may be). >> >> The echo of a touch: >> >><http://lab404.com/misc/calling_over_time.mp3>http://lab404.com/misc/calling_over_time.mp3 >> <http://www.lab404.com/ior/hand.gif>http://www.lab404.com/ior/hand.gif >> >> Curt >> >> >> >And then, perhaps, it's evident that, given >> semantic substance, all >> >languages are networks across ethers, across absence - >> all languages are >> >ghosts calling ghosts. >> > >> >Thanks, Alan >> > >> > >> >On Fri, 11 Dec 2009, Curt Cloninger wrote: >> > >> >> Thanks Alan, >> >> >> >> I like the poetry that this is. It works as >> language across a network >> >> of ether, ghost calling ghost. A disembodied >> myth of disembodied >> >> discourse. In real life/space/time I doubt >> the event would have been >> >> as poetic. In real life/space/time I would >> have rather asked Bakhtin >> >> an embodied utterance. We would have tasted >> the banality of the >> >> >> moment like the fallen angel Peter Falk burning his >> freshly incarnate >> >> tongue on the material semiotically known as >> coffee, now affectively >> >> known as "ah! this!" in Wenders >> "Wings of Desire." >> >> >> >> Loving Hand Turns Burning Sand to Water, >> >> Curt >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >>> "I want to ask Jacques Derrida a >> question." >> >>> >> >>> >> >>> I want to ask Jacques Derrida a >> question. >> >>> >> >>> It is question about death, not in >> particular his death. >> >>> >> >>> But a question concerned with the aporia >> of death, not necessarily his >> >>> own. >> >>> >> >>> Such a question, which would have been >> possible several years ago, is no > > >>> longer possible. >> >>> >> >>> We are thrown back on the >> words of Jacques Derrida. >> >>> >> >>> We are immured there. >> >>> >> >>> It would have been simple: Jacques, here >> is what I want to know. >> >>> >> >>> Do you have a minute of your time. >> >>> >> >>> The body of Jacques Derrida still >> exists. >> >>> >> >>> His body, phoric, carries the aporia. >> >>> >> >>> The aporia is not his own, nor can he >> speak and return an unraveling. >> >>> >> >>> Today, words are never set in stone, and >> questions go unanswered. >> >>> >> >>> Today, questions disappear, and their >> occasion disappears. >> >>> >> >>> The occasion of a question: a gap, as in >> a detective story. >> >>> >> >>> As if the question were sutured by an >> answered, when in fact it is sutured >> >>> by any >> reply at all. >> >>> >> >>> An answer responds to a question; a >> reply responds to the occasion of a >> >>> question. >> >>> >> >>> I remember Jacques Derrida, and would >> have tapped him on the shoulder, >> >>> saying, excuse me, but ... >> >>> >> >>> There is an image I have of this >> tapping: the softness of his jacket, the >> >>> slight giving away of the flesh beneath, >> and he turns towards me. >> >>> >> >>> When I move my hands, everything is >> empty. >> >>> >> >>> Jacques Derrida is a remnant of matter. >> >>> >> >>> ... "If death" ... "names >> the very irreplaceability of absolute >> >>> singularity (no one can die in my place >> or in the place of the other), >> >>> then all the _examples_ in the world can >> precisely illustrate >> this >> >>> singularity. Everyone's death, the >> death of all those who can say 'my >> >>> death,' is irreplaceable." ... >> (Derrida, Aporias) >> >>> >> >>> When I move my hands: when my hands are >> moved for me, are only moved for >> >>> me: mise en scene, a scenario or >> occurrence, chora. >> >>> >> >>> I do not collapse time, Jacques, in >> order to speak to you: I speak to >> >>> you. >> >>> >> >>> I do not collapse space, in order to >> speak: I touch you lightly on your >> >>> shoulder, I wait until you turn around, >> your glance moves in my direction, >> >>> momentarily you are caught up in my >> gaze, you hesitate whether or not to >> >>> return your own, your reply to my >> question, you return such, as if such is >> >>> returned, an exchange of gifts or >> misrecognition. >> >>> >> >>> Of the good, there is the edge of a >> knife, and the fall which surrounds >> >>> it; of the spoken, there is a >> comprehension, empathetic alignment, then >> >>> nothing. >> >>> >> >>> Of the spoken, the knife edge separates >> the question I give to Jacques as >> >>> a gift, an awakening, and the reply >> which shatters after a particular >> >>> time, calculable, unattainable. >> >>> >> >>> Of the question: all questions are a >> permanence: It is impossible to >> > >> answer a question. >> >>> >> >>> Jacques turns; I look at his shoes. >> Thinking of Van Gogh, of Heidegger, >> >>> of Jacques Derrida, I take several >> photographs. They are remnants, indices >> >>> with lost referents; they are abject. I >> am silent; I say nothing to >> him, >> >>> to Van Gogh, to Heidegger. Repeatedly I >> raise the camera; eye-level, I aim >> >>> downward, towards an incalculable earth. >> The images, lost, are digital; >> >>> they never were. Between one pixel and >> another, a hole, precisely the >> >>> width of death. >> >>> >> >>> >> _______________________________________________ >> >>> NetBehaviour mailing list >> >>> <mailto:[email protected]>[email protected] >> >>> >><http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour>http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour >> >> >> >> >> _______________________________________________ >> >> NetBehaviour mailing list >> >> <mailto:[email protected]>[email protected] >> >> >><http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour>http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour >> >> >> >> >> > >> > >> >== >> >email archive: >><http://sondheim.rupamsunyata.org/>http://sondheim.rupamsunyata.org/ >> >webpage <http://www.alansondheim.org>http://www.alansondheim.org > > sondheimat gmail.com, panix.com >> >== >> >_______________________________________________ >> >NetBehaviour mailing list >> ><mailto:[email protected]>[email protected] >> >> ><http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour>http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour >> >> _______________________________________________ >> NetBehaviour mailing list >> <mailto:[email protected]>[email protected] >> >><http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour>http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> -----Inline Attachment Follows----- >> >> _______________________________________________ >> NetBehaviour mailing list >> <mailto:[email protected]>[email protected] >> >><http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour>http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour >_______________________________________________ >NetBehaviour mailing list ><mailto:[email protected]>[email protected] ><http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour>http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour > > > >_______________________________________________ >NetBehaviour mailing list >[email protected] >http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
