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Hungry Mungry

We borrow our title from a poem by Shel Silverstein, in which a boy sits down for a bowl of mushroom soup and proceeds to munch his way though his neighborhood, his town, his state, his country and the rest of the world; and who then decided, for dessert, to eat the universe:

According to Nicholas Carr, who has long understood the severe consequences of our insatiable appetite for technological “innovation”, so it goes with the relentless AI eating machine.

Below, we relay a few paragraphs from a recent post on his excellent New Cartographies.

Until, that is, there is nothing left to eat.

Not only a world without us.

Not only a universe without a world.

Just nothing was,

nothing was,

nothing,

nada,

nicht.

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In Praise of Wirecutters

We are grateful to an esteemed DP correspondent for guiding our attention towards a recent lecture delivered by London Review of Book’s US editor Adam Shatz, author of The Rebel’s Clinic: The Revolutionary Lives of Frantz Fanon. A brief excerpt below:

 

 

 

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The entire lecture is worthy of close consideration, and is available here.

 

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Of Lies & State Terror

Following the most recent Minnesota murder committed in the name of “law enforcement,” we relay the following few paragraphs from Timothy Snyder, truth-speaker and author of On Tyranny:

The lies begin as clichés, memes that are pounded into our heads by the government and by those in the media who repeat them, mindlessly or with malice.

One of these cliches is “law enforcement,” which is uttered over and over like a incantation. “Law enforcement” is not a noun. It is not a thing in the world. It is an action.

And action is something that we have a right to see and judge for ourselves. People enforcing the law do not wear masks. And people wearing masks who trespass, assault, batter, and kill are not enforcing the law.

They are violating it.

It is indeed the job of some local, state, and federal authorities to enforce the law. It is a disservice to them when federal employees carry out public executions. It is a greater disservice to them when such actions are defined as “law enforcement.”

The lies continue as provocative inversions, as what in On Tyranny I called “dangerous words”: these are, precisely, “terrorist” and “extremist.” These two words are known to us from history as those used by tyrants. And these are the words used by the Trump people to defame those killed by their polices.

This is their “messaging,” their banality of evil, as Hannah Arendt called it.

Or the evil of banality, as Václav Havel said. Words turned into reality with the complicity of those who hear them.

Those who actively lie are directly complicit in the deaths that just happen and in any deaths to come. But those in media who choose to treat propaganda as the story, to begin from lies rather than from events, are also complicit. The border is the crack, the lie is the wedge, and the wedge is made up of people — of us.

Words matter, uttered first or repeated. They create an atmosphere, they normalize — or they do not. We can choose to see, to call things by their proper names, to call out people who lie. We have to.

The moral horror of those killings is enough. But there is a political logic as well. And the two are connected. Those who resist the lawlessness and the lies are doing right. And they are giving a second chance to the endangered American republic.

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OUTING THE LIE: EXHIBIT A

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OUTING THE LIE: EXHIBIT B

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OUTING THE LIE: EXHIBIT C 

UNARMED VICTIM ON KNEE SHOT IN BACK BY MASKED “LAW ENFORCEMENT”

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VIGIL FOR ALEX PRETTI

 

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Es ist ein Ros entsprungen

 

 

 

 


A Day of Thanksgiving

On this day of Thanksgiving, we relay a few sage paragraphs from the ever vigilant, luminous & indefatigable Heather Cox Richardson:

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Our Mirror World

Now comes Nicholas Carr, eminent cartographer of the data mine in all its hallucinatory caverns. An excerpt from a recent post on his endlessly illuminating substack:

Let us turn those last two words into a declaration of independence: 

DEFY DATAFICATION!


Ecological Connective Tissue

Now comes the voice of the philosophically inclined mycologist Merlin Sheldrake, via a few excerpts from a mini-colloquium organized by the rich mycelial network known as Orion magazine:

SYMBIOTIC WITH-NESS

 

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Against the Cult of Death

Now comes an Open Letter, signed by hundreds of Nobel laureates, philosophers, scientists & artists, including the entire editorial staff here at DP:

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Deep In Our Tissues

Now comes the resounding voice of Barry Lopez, with a passage from within the conversational riffles of his  Syntax of the River: The Pattern Which Connects.

 

Our trouble seems to be that, you know, our primate heritage, which is apparent in watching the behavior of chimpanzees and bonobos, is that we’re keenly interested in ourselves and opposed to others. That’s deep in our tissues. And with the kind of world we’ve built, that’s not going to work. So, those human beings who have the very strongest residue of the kind of patrolling behavior and violence that troops of chimpanzees have, those people would like the world to be, I think, arranged in a way that suits their habits and their desires. But a lot of people die that way. And we have created a chemical environment that is killing people left and right, quickly or slowly, through cancer, for example.

It just doesn’t make sense anymore to have these ideas about “me” and “mine” and the terrible burden that has been created by so-called advanced nations about the primacy of ownership, the ownership of food. Or, you know, the terrifying thing in the United States, this idea that nothing is exempt from the application of a kind of economics that’s meant for profit. I mean, how can you make the care of another, the professional care of another person’s body, be informed by a profit motive? Even a fifth-grade kid can see there is something that doesn’t really add up here.

So, for me as a writer, I live here and I’m informed by this [river]. And the way it informs me helps me understand a lot of the things my species does that are suicidal. It’s not up to me to say that they are suicidal, but I would feel like a traitor to my teachers here if I never said a thing, never mentioned it.

 

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Dead Silent

We are grateful to a DP correspondent for alerting us to the below video study in abject ethical & moral vacuity.

 

 

Once this wave of lethal madness recedes, the judgement of history will be severe regarding all those who silently grinned and smirked while inflicting senseless cruelty upon the weak, the vulnerable and the poor.

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