“What is objectionable, what is dangerous about extremists is not that they are extreme, but that they are intolerant. The evil is not what they say about their cause, but what they say about their opponents.”

Robert F. Kennedy, 1964

The Muybridge Race Horse

August 15, 2008

Change of rhytm

Pictures by Eadweard Muybridge first published 1887 

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The Revenge of Atlas

August 15, 2008

 

Letter to Ayn:

 

Once a panting effort to sustain himself on the Globe, man has reversed the roles; the slave has become the insensitive oppressor.

 

“Who is the weight now?!”

 

You can hear his mad rage against his former tormenter as he tears at her breast in revenge.

 

You had me eating unleavened bread with sweat on my brow; now look at this double… latte and my cream cheese bagel!”

“I once supported the weight of dust now see if you can hold up the likes of me!”

 

The underdog has climbed the ladder and taken over – at present – in a mad rush to rule his burden and even out the accounts; it seems fair at first sight, the hoards trying to turn the weight of duty into the thrill of opportunity, but, as the story goes, wait a while and our ‘top-dog’ will find himself back and anxious at the lowest rung of the ladder. History repeats itself, dust shall again become a ‘burthen‘ and things shall be as before: Mankind, breathless under the sun, in an effort to endure the earthen Sphere; dry bread and sweat instead of sweet and creamy. Shrug as he may, the willful nifty-wit, modern man is rapidly making his way back to his role as a beast of burden. Once again the onus is on him; Atlas is returning Mrs. Rand, and all by himself!

 

 

Franken or golem food

August 12, 2008

The fear of ending up as a victim of man’s own invention.

 

The need for speed to solve the avalanche of problems generated by the rapidly growing number of disasters produced by an abusive and selfish pseudo innocent consumer or market oriented culture has accelerated the unpredictable and potentially dangerous science of genetic manipulation. I am not talking about the natural selection of resistant and bountiful species; no, I am talking about new creations, ‘God like’ interventions in Nature, about the euphemisms of Genfood or GMO, creations never found on any bush, tree or stalk.

 

The aspirations of the human child – the vain halfwit pushed by fear and drawn by greed – to possess his earthen mother and prolong his way of life at the cost of every other living species has led him to fool and tamper with the mother ovum or seed of life, his only hope of living.

 

You don’t have to be smart to predict what will happen when you throw gray slime into the trough of a hungry sty, the pushing and squealing and drooling. Now throw an opportunity to mankind to abuse Nature to his advantage and watch his behavior.

 

“I call to the witness stand Mr. Mark Twain”

“Samuel Langhorne, do you swear to tell…  and nothing but the truth?”

Sir, “I have been studying the traits and dispositions of the “lower animals” (so called) and contrasting them with the traits and dispositions of man. I find the result humiliating to me.”

“Thank you Your Honor, I rest my case… You may step down Mr. Twain”

 

Weary of waiting for an adequate response from Nature to the deep wounds on the planet as a consequence of human activity we have taken it upon ourselves to act quickly; we push the cow, the soil and the seed to the limit. And now we push the very limit, invade her privacy and subdue Nature to make her a slave and a robot for human design and aspirations.

And is it too far fetched to think that what we now do to the mother we will do to the child? I fear for you, creature of clay, that those who recreate you for illegitimate reasons will wield the sword and part the child and that no wise King shall be there to defend you and return you to your rightful Mother.

 

Found an interesting link…