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Amongst herbs to be eaten I find gourds, cowcumbers, coleworts, melons disallowed, but especially cabbage. It causeth trouble-some dreams and sends up black vapours to the brain.
Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy (1621), cautioning those suffering from depression to avoid cabbages.
Lately, mostly, I struggle through the first fifty or so pages of books hoping to find something to connect with, to resonate inside of my large head. Lately, mostly, that struggle will lead to a mediocre read or an unfinished book. But when the stars align and I spend some time as a passenger in a car or nights by a fire in the pacific northwest, reading magic can, in fact, happen.
I want to stand on a street corner reading various passages from Houellebecq’s latest work, but fear that I will offend most and many, especially since I envision the above happening while I cackle violently. Instead, I will leave those words here for, like, three people to read. And, of course, for me to look back on in fondness.
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“The growing popularity, across all of France, of cookery classes, the recent appearance of local competitions rewarding new creations in charcuterie or cheese making, the massive and inexorable spread of hiking…bring about this new sociological fact:for the first time in France since Jean-Jacques Rousseau, the countryside had become trendy again.”
“Ferber had no difficulty getting Jed on the phone: he was at home; no, he was not disturbing him. In reality, yes he was, a little bit, as Jed was watching an anthology of DuckTales on the Disney Channel, but he abstained from adding that.”
”I’ve known three perfect products: Paraboot walking boots, the Canon Libris laptop-printer combination, and the Camel Legend parka. I loved those products with a passion; I would’ve spent my life in their presence, buying regularly, given wear and tear, identical products. A perfect and faithful relationship had been established, making me a happy consumer. I wasn’t completely happy in all aspects of life, but at least I had that: I could, at regular intervals, buy a pair of my favorite boots. It’s not much but it’s something, especially when you’ve quite a poor private life. Ah yes, that joy, that simple joy, has been denied me. My favorite products, after a few years, have disappeared from the shelves, their manufacture has stopped purely and simply—and in the case of my poor Camel Legend parka, no doubt the most beautiful parka ever made, it will have lived for only one season…while the most insignificant animal species take thousands , sometimes millions of years to disappear, manufactured products are wiped off the surface of the globe in a few days; they’re never given a second chance…”
In the acknowledgments, Houellebecq notes that he doesn’t usually thank anyone, but this go ‘round he needs to thank the police and Wikipedia.
GEOMETRY OF CIRCLES BY PHILIP GLASS FOR SESAME STREET (1979). Saw Disney’s Fantasia last night on the big, beautiful screen of the Castro Theatre and this came to mind while watching animated dancing colors.