Don’t Mind Them Daddy! They’re Beatniks!

Posted on November 28, 2009 by ubu507
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The Kingdoms of the Instantaneous

Posted on November 25, 2009 by ubu507
I came to Surrealism at an early age and hence it sometimes seems old hat to me and even a trifle jejune — but every so often I read something that reminds me how fantastic it is — definitely my favorite -ism of the 20th century…
 
 

You can be sure it is the enemies of order who are circulating this elixir of the absolute. They sneak it past the guards in the form of books, poems. The harmless pretext of literature allows them to offer this deadly brew at a price defying all competition.

Buy, buy the damnation of your soul. You will destroy yourself at last, here is the machine for capsizing your mind. I announce to the world this page one headline: a new vice has been born, one more madness has been given to man: Surrealism, son of frenzy and darkness. Step right up, here is where the kingdoms of the instantaneous begin.

– Louis Aragon, 1924

　

The heart of a human being can be broken and books can get old, and everything must, outwardly, die, but a power which is in no way supernatural makes of this very death the condition of renewal. It assures all exchanges ahead of time, that nothing precious may be lost within and through the obscure metamorphoses, from season to season, the butterfly regains its exalting colors.

– Andre Breton, 1945

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Scared and Silent, Runaway, 13, Spent 11 Days in the Subways

Posted on November 24, 2009 by ubu507
Francisco said he never saw the signs. He lost sense of time. He was prepared, he said, to remain in the subway system forever.
 
No one spoke to him. Asked if he saw any larger meaning in that, he said, "Nobody really cares about the world and about people."
 
— Kirk Semple, NYT
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Monkey

Posted on November 23, 2009 by ubu507

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Offer

Posted on November 21, 2009 by ubu507

 

Offer

Sitting around Virginia’s dorm room with the gang, the usual rowdy bull session, and tonight I’m the biggest bull slinger of all, boasting about my prowess at cunnilingus, offering my services to all comers (so to speak) and even, I’m ashamed to say, briefly demonstrating my technique on a pair of Virginia’s tights.

But then, from out of the corner, Pam, of all people, steps forward and calls my bluff. Much hilarity ensues, and, short of going at it on the spot, there’s no much else we can do but head out of the door together.

We actually end up going for coffee, and have a great time. I’ve always basically taken Pam for granted, but tonight, lanky, commanding, sharp, she thoroughly captivates me as slowly, inexorably, joking and kidding all the way, she leads me back to her room for the fulfillment of my offer.

 

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Purley Gates Visits Riverdale

Posted on November 17, 2009 by ubu507

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lulu

Posted on November 16, 2009 by ubu507
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Crime Beat: Merely Canadian

Posted on November 11, 2009 by ubu507
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Crime Beat: A Bad Night

Posted on November 10, 2009 by ubu507

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Punk Becomes Background Music for Commerce

Posted on November 7, 2009 by ubu507
They were playing "London Calling" by the Clash in the bank today, and Elvis Costello and Talking Heads in the supermarket — I guess after a certain amount of time capitalism can digest almost anything….
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