Reading outloud those Zarakol quotes, they make Tammerlane and Theodossius et al seem more tinkerers and artists and actors in a play than say: the Tammerlane in Calvino's Invisible Cities...The Davids' Dawn of Everything book succeeds also at giving us a reboot, I read 20 pages of that book for the purpose. Before his ongoing hysterics …
Reading outloud those Zarakol quotes, they make Tammerlane and Theodossius et al seem more tinkerers and artists and actors in a play than say: the Tammerlane in Calvino's Invisible Cities...The Davids' Dawn of Everything book succeeds also at giving us a reboot, I read 20 pages of that book for the purpose. Before his ongoing hysterics Morris Berman was on the verge of experiencing governance in a Give unto Caesar kind of way, his approx'ly last sane words were " despise your own devotions' . Sounds/feels true that the most what we would have called sovereign commune now will wear their hybrid incomes with stoic acceptance, myself could walk into an Amish community and likely win a spot as a hanger on, but it would be only a game because in my scheme of affections they should want me to bring another aggravated soul , and in this stageplay I am sketching, two goyim in this fashion would be asking for trouble. I mean in the 20th cent we would have ised the word svrgnty, and that seems metaphysical and a rigid word for a brittle combative stance now. Dumb down our Devotions, Dears?
Reading outloud those Zarakol quotes, they make Tammerlane and Theodossius et al seem more tinkerers and artists and actors in a play than say: the Tammerlane in Calvino's Invisible Cities...The Davids' Dawn of Everything book succeeds also at giving us a reboot, I read 20 pages of that book for the purpose. Before his ongoing hysterics Morris Berman was on the verge of experiencing governance in a Give unto Caesar kind of way, his approx'ly last sane words were " despise your own devotions' . Sounds/feels true that the most what we would have called sovereign commune now will wear their hybrid incomes with stoic acceptance, myself could walk into an Amish community and likely win a spot as a hanger on, but it would be only a game because in my scheme of affections they should want me to bring another aggravated soul , and in this stageplay I am sketching, two goyim in this fashion would be asking for trouble. I mean in the 20th cent we would have ised the word svrgnty, and that seems metaphysical and a rigid word for a brittle combative stance now. Dumb down our Devotions, Dears?
God you've read a lot. Impressed you made it through twenty pages of The Dawn of Everything!