credo / unutterable horror
credo unutterable horror if I did not _this_ and _now_ it would not, would never be, would never have been, done; this is the unutterable horror of death, with which I face every moment of my existence. I imagine myself near death, with the recognition, whatever I do not say _now_ will ever be said, that these sights are my last, my own, and not my own; that my possessions, which I have carefully tended for so many years, will lose their inherent skein with new distributions; that I will never see an end to anything, nor to myself. with unutterable horror I continue to write, as if texts would stave death from proximity; these myths no longer work; I no longer sleep, or no longer sleep well; I survive to write _this_ text and only _this_ text; what I have promised myself - the knowledge of a new language, a visit to a foreign country - will never be done. when I open a book my first thought is always, will I survive to finish it; will this make a difference, certainly not to myself, on the verge of total annihilation. I cannot imagine such; such is literally unaccountable, unimaginable, replete with intrinsic absence. every saying, every utterance, is a gain- saying. this horror is not abstract; it is as concrete as the physical pain I also inhabit, and only the onslaught of physical torment will make my death bearable. I am a coward; such is not the case until disease or accident wills it so. I write, I create, as fast as I do, because it is all I can do; it is the only thing to be done; it is always the last rite; it is never enough.
the soul
the soul I almost grasp the soul, which is obdurate, inert, hard as any real, ready for the byte of heaven/hell, nothing liminal, intermediary. battles are fought for it; the soul is the soul of war, of possession, the spoils of war. it is the soul that motivates the imaginary of occidental thought into anthropologies of conquest and conquest itself; it is murderous, of value in the service of God. the soul is not the mark of reincarnation, nor the mark of its own bardo-making and unmaking; instead, it is a thing and a treasure which is unquestioning of existence, ontology, nothingness. question the soul and our dis/ease is evident; what we cherish is our ruin, and the ruin of others. the soul separates us from ourselves; an invention of the desert of nomads, it is the last stronghold of a world always already slipping. the legends of buying or selling souls are always uncanny and always speak the truth of fable's metonymy. look to the soul for violence; it is incapable of redemption, incapable of entrance and exit; it is nothing at all but slaughter.
nznl.com digest, Dec 15, 2005 - Dec 21, 2005
nznl.com digest Dec 15, 2005 - Dec 21, 2005Posts 1298 - 1304http://nznl.com1298. Dec 15, 2005PRELIMINARY STUDY FOR A WORK ON THE POST-WAR PERIOD, 2009, STUDYweb pagehttp://nznl.com/geert/pop.php?dag=200512151299. Dec 16, 2005STUDY FOR A RECONSTRUCTION OF THE FIRST INTERNATIONAL DADA FAIR, 2009, WHITE CUBE, PROPSphotoshop/fireworks filehttp://nznl.com/geert/pop.php?dag=200512161300. Dec 17, 2005STUDY FOR A WORK ON THE POST-WAR PERIOD, 2009web pagehttp://nznl.com/geert/pop.php?dag=200512171301. Dec 18, 2005STUDY FOR A WORK ON THE SECOND AVANTGARDE AS VICTIMS OF WORLD WAR I, 2009, PASTEBOARD AND CUT-OUTS ON CANVAS, 83 X 117 INCHESfireworks filehttp://nznl.com/geert/pop.php?dag=200512181302. Dec 19, 2005CORNER PIECE, 2009, CORNERphotoshop/fireworks filehttp://nznl.com/geert/pop.php?dag=200512191303. Dec 20, 2005CORNER CASE, 2009, CASE STUDYfireworks filehttp://nznl.com/geert/pop.php?dag=200512201304. Dec 21, 2005PLAN FOR A PERFECTLY FLAT WORLD, 2009, TRIPTICHfireworks filehttp://nznl.com/geert/pop.php?dag=20051221 Geert Dekkershttp://nznl.com
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Re: a bit of hey all
this is so weirdly jumpy like a 50s tune - it's odd how stuff like that gets built in - I found I was singing parts of it to myself - alan For URLs, DVDs, CDs, books/etc. see http://www.asondheim.org/advert.txt . Contact: Alan Sondheim, [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED] General directory of work: http://www.asondheim.org .
Re: credo / unutterable horror
Remarkable Alan. -Peter Ciccarielllo ARTIST'S BLOG - http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/ -Original Message- From: Alan Sondheim [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA Sent: Wed, 21 Dec 2005 04:56:41 -0500 Subject: credo / unutterable horror credo unutterable horror if I did not _this_ and _now_ it would not, would never be, would never have been, done; this is the unutterable horror of death, with which I face every moment of my existence. I imagine myself near death, with the recognition, whatever I do not say _now_ will ever be said, that these sights are my last, my own, and not my own; that my possessions, which I have carefully tended for so many years, will lose their inherent skein with new distributions; that I will never see an end to anything, nor to myself. with unutterable horror I continue to write, as if texts would stave death from proximity; these myths no longer work; I no longer sleep, or no longer sleep well; I survive to write _this_ text and only _this_ text; what I have promised myself - the knowledge of a new language, a visit to a foreign country - will never be done. when I open a book my first thought is always, will I survive to finish it; will this make a difference, certainly not to myself, on the verge of total annihilation. I cannot imagine such; such is literally unaccountable, unimaginable, replete with intrinsic absence. every saying, every utterance, is a gain- saying. this horror is not abstract; it is as concrete as the physical pain I also inhabit, and only the onslaught of physical torment will make my death bearable. I am a coward; such is not the case until disease or accident wills it so. I write, I create, as fast as I do, because it is all I can do; it is the only thing to be done; it is always the last rite; it is never enough.
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homolinguistic wrap-up
I just wanted to put out a wrap-up to the homolinguistic holiday cards project for everyone who didn't have a chance to participate. The short version is: it was awesome, and everyone who didn't participate really missed out. But, for the record, the participants were: Bob Marcacci Catherine Daly Christophe Casamassima Dan Waber David Baratier endwar Geof Huth Grace Vajda Irving Weiss Jennifer Hill-Kaucher John M. Bennett Laura Goldstein Marton Koppany mIEKAL aND Pamela Grossman Peter Ganick Sheila Murphy These 17 poets combined to contribute 27 translations. I would share them with you, but, the point and the promise of the project was you have to play to win, so, sorry. There's always next year. But, as a consolation prize, you can see the full array of them as they are displayed in the studio of Paper Kite Press, along with a picture of our decorated poetree (words for ornaments), the poetry cash register (visitors chose five words from the register and handed them to poets who composed poems for them on the spot which used those words), and the trays of word'ouvres (poems folded origami-style) that were passed on silver trays to visitors this past weekend during Arts Madness at the Mansion (the studio is in the old Stegmeier family mansion). http://www.logolalia.com/poemas/ Whee! Dan
Bent
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Re: Bent
Haven't heard of this myself, although I've messed about with the same thing - would be nice if you could do a video thru successive deletions or some such - alan For URLs, DVDs, CDs, books/etc. see http://www.asondheim.org/advert.txt . Contact: Alan Sondheim, [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED] General directory of work: http://www.asondheim.org .
Village Voice on New York City Transit Strike (fwd)
-- Forwarded message -- Date: Wed, 21 Dec 2005 23:55:43 -0500 (EST) From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Reply-To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: Village Voice on New York City Transit Strike Village Voice on New York City Transit Strike 1. MTA Strike: The Politics of No-Tomorrow (Wayne Barrett) 2. Transit Union's Family Spat (Tom Robbins) == MTA Strike: The Politics of No-Tomorrow By Wayne Barrett | December 20, 2005 http://www.villagevoice.com/blogs/powerplays/archives/002210.php Would this strike be happening if Governor George Pataki were running for re-election next year? Would Mike Bloomberg's city be shut down if the expiration date on the Transport Workers Union's contract were September or October, when he reached pre-election settlements with half a dozen city unions? If your answer is no to either question, then you believe, as anyone with a memory in New York knows, that politics is the only explanation for this maddening and destructive strike. Think back to 2002. To buy himself a third term, George Pataki delivered a billion-dollar giveaway to Dennis Rivera's health care workers and a multi-million dollar state subsidy to finance the largest salary increases in history for NYC teachers. Two years earlier, on July 11, 2000, he signed legislation that was a $36.5 billion boon to state and city unions over 10 years. The legislation awarded cost of living increases to 550,000 state and local retirees at a billion dollar a year cost. As much as the MTA was demanding a new tier of less costly pensions in these negotiations, the 2000 legislation scrapped the special tier created during the 70's fiscal crisis and freed a half million public employees from making pension contributions. When the city followed suit, the cost of this pension giveaway doubled to another billion a year. Another $16.5 billion in pension sweeteners for cops, firefighters, teachers and others brought Pataki's re-election pension tally, even benefiting transit workers, to a budget-busting crescendo. Now, with a foot in New Hampshire on his way out the door, George Pataki has discovered that New York has a pension crisis and that 34,000 transit workers who earn half of what Ron Lauder pays Libby Pataki a year should be enlisted to solve it. Up to almost the final hour of negotiations, Pataki's MTA wanted the transit workers to agree to support legislation extending the retirement age of future workers from 55 to 62. Then, they shifted to a demand that would require these workers to contribute 6 percent of earnings over their first ten years of employment to their pensions. With starting pay for car cleaners, for example, at $29,958, the union was not about to trade an $1819 pension cut for half that in 3 percent salary increases. Especially when the MTA was waving a billion dollar surplus in the union's face, and especially when it may well be a violation of the Taylor Law for the MTA to use collective bargaining to try to rewrite pension legislation. The same governor who could find unimaginable billions in pension goodies when he was still running in this state was ready, once he knew he'd never run again, to provoke a devastating strike over a few million in pension savings. Such is the personal politics of no- tomorrow. Deferring one more time to this Albany partner, Mike Bloomberg kept calling the MTA offer generous even when the authority was demanding a new 62-year-old retirement date. It apparently did not occur to him that he'd never pressed for raising the pension date in any of the politically productive deals he'd cut just months earlier. Trading in the Mayor Merit title of his early first term for the Mayor Mouth nickname often applied to his Brooklyn Bridge union-busting predecessor, Bloomberg even appeared to forget that he'd agreed in October to push for retirement at 55 for teachers. The crucial pre-election settlement he reached with the teachers union creates a labor/management committee to develop a pension bill that would do the precise opposite of what the MTA sought: changing the retirement age from 62 to 55. The mayor has once again become a tabloid hero by demanding pension reductions, but no one in the media pack is demanding that he explain why that's only his post-settlement and post-election position. If dramatic change in public employee pensions is needed, the only people who can deliver it are Bloomberg, Pataki, the next governor, and the legislature. The good government groups, editorial boards, and business interests who believe this is vital should be chasing a broadbased solution to a broadbased problem, not targeting a single union and bringing the city to a halt. == Transit Union's Family Spat By Tom Robbins | December 20, 2005 http://www.villagevoice.com/blogs/powerplays/archives/002217.php As if the striking transit workers didn't already have enough enemies, bad blood between Transport Workers Union Local 100 and its national parent
Stop a Christmas Deportation to Torture: Action Alert
Please forward the appeal below from Toronto Action for Social Change, and help stop a deportation to torture in Syria. Today (Wed., December 21) is a crucial one, since the deportation is scheduled for tomorrow. Thanks! Stop a Christmas Deportation to Torture: Demand The Canadian Government Offer Protection to Syrian Refugee Ahmed Abou Ramadan and Halt A Deportation Scheduled for Thursday, December 22 WE NEED FOLKS CONCERNED ABOUT STOPPING A DEPORTATION TO TORTURE TO IMMEDIATELY CONTACT THE MINISTER OF PUBLIC SAFETY AND EMERGENCY PREPAREDNESS, ANNE MCLELLAN, AND IMMIGRATION MINISTER JOE VOLPE AT THE NUMBERS BELOW, WITH A QUICK NOTE DEMANDING THAT THEY STOP THE DEPORTATION AND GRANT PROTECTION TO A SURVIVOR OF SYRIAN TORTURE Background Amnesty International believes that as a failed asylum seeker, with an expired passport who reports a period of previous incarceration for his political views Mr. Ramadan has reason to believe that he will be detained and possibly tortured if he is forcibly removed to Syria. Dec. 12, 2005 While politicians have said they will not violate the sanctity of the holiday season by campaigning for election over the Christmas break, the Canadian government has made no similar promise with respect to deportations to torture, where the grind of business as usual continues unabated. Currently, the Government of Canada is preparing to deport on Thursday, December 22 Ahmed Abou Ramadan, a 68-year-old survivor of six years of detention and torture in Syria. Mr. Ramadan suffers epileptic seizures as a result of having had his head repeatedly smashed against Syrian prison walls. He frequently and without warning can blackout as a result. That Canada would continue pursuing deportations to Syria in light of that regime's dismal human rights record as well as the revelations of Maher Arar, Ahmed El-Maati, Abdullah Almalki, Arwad Al-Buchi, and Muayyad Nureddin -- all Canadians tortured in Syria -- is reprehensible. Mr. Ramadan says that he is a devout Muslim who was critical of the brutal Syrian regime both within and outside that country. In October 1985, he was arrested, tortured, and detained without charge or trial for six years. After his release, Syrian intelligence demanded that he act as an informant, but he refused. He was eventually able to find the right political connections to leave the country, and moved to the U.S. to stay with his oldest son. When Mr. Ramadan heard that Syria had declared an amnesty for, and released, many political detainees, he decided to return home. However, he was immediately arrested and punished for leaving without permission. He was jailed an additional two months, and upon release was often taken in by intelligence for questioning. Fearing that the surveillance and harassment at the hands of Syrian authorities would never end, and that he might be arbitrarily imprisoned, Mr. Ramadan decided to leave Syria for good and came to Canada in 1999. Unfortunately, the government of Canada has come to the remarkable conclusion that Mr. Ramadan does NOT qualify as a Convention refugee (the acceptance rate for refugee claimants has gone from a high of over 80% to less than 40% over the past few years). The lack of a merit-based appeal process (promised in the last immigration act but still not established almost four years later) makes it even harder for folks like Mr. Ramadan. In the opinion of groups such as Amnesty International, Mr. Ramadan is at risk of serious human rights abuses if returned to Syria. The government of Canada is hoping to wash its hands of direct complicity in the matter by deporting Mr. Ramadan first to the United States, where he would likely be placed in detention for many months before acquiring the necessary paperwork for a return to torture. (The U.S. deported Canadian Maher Arar to torture in Syria). Conditions of immigration detention are miserable, and for a 68-year-old man with seizures which cause blackouts, it is a situation that is described by the Vermont Refugee Assistance and Vermont Immigration Project as life threatening for Mr. Ramadan. Indeed, a recent report broadcast on National Public Radio revealed immigrant detainees often suffer harsh conditions and abuse (in one immigration jail, for example, guards ordered dogs to attack immigrant detainees while at another detainees were handcuffed and beaten). The kind of medical attention required for someone of Mr. Ramadan's age and condition is simply not available there. We are calling on Canada to stay the deportation pending consideration of a new pre-removal risk assessment, an application for which clearly shows that Mr. Ramadan is in need of protection and would likely face arrest, detention, torture, and possibly death if returned to Syria. Mr. Ramadan currently lives in Windsor with his daughter In a document filed with the Federal Court, Mr. Ramadan says, I cannot go back to Syria. If I am returned there I will be imprisoned for the rest of my
history/atavism
history/atavism presentation of my petrified site at ANU through Cern/MacWWW V1.03 - an early browser which fluxes page content (i.e. transforms meta- as -). http://www.asondheim.org/remnant.gif
