Someone should write a novel based loosely on Flannery O'Connor's The Violent Bear it Away and call it The Violent Bear. Maybe I will read TVBIA and then smoke a bowl of cheerios and then post my own rinterpretation. I miss you, Ultima.
"Fourier's abhorrence of cruelty, his almost insane capacity for pity, which had compelled him as a a schoolboy to take frightful beatings in defense of his smaller companions and which at sixty sent him walking for hours in the rain in an effort to do something for a poor servant girl whom he had never even seen but of whom he had heard that her mistress ill-treated her—this stern overmastering impulse to render human life less painful inspired him with an optimistic certainty, and drove him to unrewarded labors, themselves almost insane."
"It was to Fourier simply a question of organizing the people in relation to the work in such a way that all human "passions" should be made to serve beneficent ends. There was something that everybody liked to do, so there was no reason why everything should not get done....Fourier had worked out a scheme which, besides making everyone happy, was to result in increased production. Two problems which had troubled him—why boys love dirt and how the refuse of the community was to be got rid of—were found to solve one another reciprocally: the boys were to dispose of the refuse."
This study examines American authors' responses to the writings of Fourier and the American Fourierists, paying particular attention to the responses of four members of the Transcendentalist circle: Brownson, Emerson, Henry James, Sr., and Fuller, and to the effect of Hawthorne's The Blithedale Romance on the posthumous reception of the movement. These writers' sporadic expressions of sympathy for Fourierism raise another set of questions. The Associationists were aware of the "speculative"—that is, wildly irrational—elements of Fourierism and carefully excluded them from their "official" doctrine (Guarneri 98). For example, Fourier had insisted that the moon would be replaced by five brightly-colored satellites and that Harmonians would eventually grow prehensile tails. Other elements of Fourier's doctrine were generally considered scandalous, notably Fourier's plan to replace marriage with a carefully structured "free" love. Nevertheless, some Associationists, including Brisbane and Godwin, cautiously promulgated some of Fourier's most irrational notions. In fact, some Transcendentalists—for example, the Harbinger writers, Bronson Alcott, and Marianne Dwight—found this visionary Fourierism congenial. Emerson and Thoreau, on the other hand, were at first more likely to mock Fourier's Orphic moments than draw inspiration from them. When and to what extent were the writers in the Transcendentalist circle aware of speculative Fourierism? And since this visionary socialism was in a sense encroaching on the Transcendentalists' own territory—that is, the universe and its Creator—I am interested in exploring how this knowledge affected their response to the movement.
this is a highly UNauthoritative Fourier link clearingHouse. I've been a little 'down' here and there lately and, well, how COULDN'T this make anyone feel better?
I don't speak Italian, but even I could suss out some the presence of RACIST TRUBBLES in the inter milan v. messina game I caught on deare channel 25 yesterMorn!!! close-minded Southern Italians reminded me of reWatching Stromboli recently. you are all invited over to my house to watch Ivory Coast during the 2006 World Cup!
I'm blogging in flagrante here on my J-O and need to prolly pull the plug on this post...for reasons that have become obvious reading it: OOPS, I HAVE BEEN FIRED
Have you tried Pillsbury's Crossiant-flavoured margarine? It's called Crisis. How many people are writing novels in Brian's building? Are more people working on novels this weekend in Park Slope than they are in the Mission district of San Francisco? Have YOU ever written a novel? Are you good with children? Etc etc
I am house sitting / dog sitting for the McMüllers. It's really fun. They have a really nice apartment, in a really nice part of Brooklyn. Their dog is really nice, too. McMüller made a huge London Broil in his crock pot and urged me to eat it before he left. I have been eating it. I think this morning I did not need a heaping bowl of it after inhaling the awesome pumpernickel bagel I got from Bergen's Bagels New York Baby!!!!!!! Sorry
I am in New York let's hang out!!
There is a Believer event at P.S.1 on Thursday December 8th. There will likely be a crude futures-sponsored wine and vodka bar. I will likely be overweight and sweaty, crying really hard about how much I love one woman. SORRY/SORRY
A few days ago Steev turned me on to Google Video, the Google appendage that invites the entire world to watch and share videos. There's no length limit on individual videos. There's also no limit to the quantity of videos a person or corporation can upload. You can charge people to watch your videos, though everything I've found so far, in half an hour of searching, is free.
Google says porn will be blocked from Google Video. Google also says they'll block videos containing copyrighted content. Of the five videos I've watched so far, none have contained porn. One video featured professional-sounding music. Will Google nix this copyright-infringing stuff or let it stand, Friendster style?
Steev spent three hours one day last week watching soccer-dribbling videos. Here's an unedited, interactive list of everything I've watched so far on Google Video:
Today I meant to gather some ginkgo fruit from the tree just outside my front door, toast myself some Thanksgiving ginkgo nuts, and write about it. I didn't get around to doing any of that. Instead, here's a new song about begging for additional life: