29 Jun

Sunday Sermonette

On the need to show gratitude to those who were truly great, our text for today taken from Mudrick Transcribed, an armory of classroom talks and public speeches by the critic Marvin Mudrick: I think we have no reason to be anything but grateful to those geniuses who are genius and who don't exercise what I call, in a bad sense, power over us. That is, they offer us something which have the right to refuse, and which everybody refuses. They're not like politicians, who impose their wills on us. In fact the greatest artists, as I say, have no will; they're pure imagination. And to represent these people as deficient in some way is it seems to me a kind of sin against human nature. These are the greatest human beings who have ever lived, and if we don't respond to what they've done, well, that's tough. There are certainly plenty of geniuses to whom I don't respond, I mean there are arts to which I don't respond--painting, for instance, is one of them. But certainly in the arts to which I do respond I am nothing but grateful to the persons who have created these works, because they have literally brought something out of nothing. They have made human life more bearable. And how you be anything but grateful to them, and how can you fail to what to understand that what they've done represents the highest achievement that human beings are capable of? [snip] I think that gratitude is very important. For one thing, from history you get the wrong idea of great men. You get the idea that the great men are the politicians. There are great men who are politicians, but most of them are simply spectacular murderer--the Napoleons and the Alexanders, and of course the Hitlers and the Stalins and so on. There are a few geniuses who happen to be politicians. One of them is a man who is my favorite politician, that is, William of Orange, the father of his country in Holland. A very, very great man and probably as great a man as a politician can be and still be a politician. But when you think of the geniuses in the arts, especially those arts that you respond to, you should be extremely grateful to those people. And you shouldn't allow them yourself to make snide remarks about They were human too or They were stupid like me. No, they weren't!

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16 Dec

Sunday Sermonette

One of the most radical things you can do in this culture of the inexact is to finish a sentence. Notice what a vibrant act in the world this can be. Feel the power of finishing a sentence. And yet, it is difficult to finish a sentence. Worlds conspire against it. Listen to people speaking around you. Inarticulate people are not dangerous to any political or societal systems. Political agenda has conspired against a citizen's ability to speak. Words are dangerous and they can be powerful. It takes effort and stubbornness to finish a sentence.


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Learn to be articulate, discover your own words, and describe what you believe in. Stand up and articulate what you are rather than what you are not. These activities will give greater force to the way your art meets the world; it alter the way you frame the world and it will help to define and describe what could be. The performance of articulation is a positive action in the world. It will cause change.

--Anne Bogart, And Then, You Act (Routledge, 2007)

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26 Nov

Sunday Sermonette

Verily, I say unto thee, this shit has to stop.

Arthur Silber, chronicling the escalating pattern of authoritarian abuse, details how the Taser is being used as a tool to enforce compliance and convulse resistance, even if that resistance poses no threat, as in the case of the poor, befuddled passenger Robert Dziekanski, who met his death at the Vancouver airport:

Other accounts provide further details that amplify the horror: for example, Dziekanski had never flown before. So he undertook what was a unique, and perhaps frightening, experience -- and then he was confined to a secure area in the airport for ten hours because of a bureaucracy unable to deal with the simplest of tasks, and unable to provide an interpreter or offer assistance of any kind. One account noted that Dziekanski and his mother were within several hundred feet of each other for some period of time, separated only by a wall. Finally the authorities told his mother that he had not arrived, so she went home. Not too long after that, her son was dead.


If you can bear to watch it, here is a video of Dziekanski's final moments of life. Please note that, when the Mounties arrived and while they were there, Dziekanski was no threat to anyone (not that he had been that serious a threat before). He had nothing in his hands, and he had no means of seriously harming anyone. He was in a secure area of the airport. Like Andrew Meyer, he was significantly outnumbered. If the authorities believed he had to be "subdued," they had any number of other means of achieving that end -- means that would not have been fatal. But for the state, such calculations are irrelevant. Dziekanski was too much trouble; easier to eliminate him. The fact that he had become "too much trouble" as the direct result of the state's own criminal incompetence is forgotten.

The United Nations has declared that the Taser is more than an instrument of compliance, it's an implement of torture, which will no doubt draw derision from all those hearties in the right blogosphere who consider the anguish of victims as slapstick fun--I can picture Glenn Beck getting quite the giggle out of the latest paroxysm captured on YouTube. I'm surprised Giuliani isn't packing a Taser in a belt holster and waving it around on stage, promising to Tase a suspected terrorist should he ever get a special visitor's guest pass to Guantanamo. As Silber writes, the widespread sentiment that those at the receiving end of a Taser probably "deserved it" and a whole lot more is another sign of our moral callousness and depraved indifference.

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11 Nov

Sunday Sermonette

"...[A] vast and violent fire broke out in Beverly Hills and frizzled up a great many houses both gracious and ungracious, including those of poor Zsa Zsa Gabor, Burt Lancaster, Walter Wanger, etc., all of which goes to prove that God's in his heaven and not just sitting there either. He's doing something."


--Noel Coward, from The Noel Coward Diaries, November 12, 1961

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