What's Everyone Reading At The Moment?

[Anonymous]

That’s banishing yourself from the world not forcing the world away from you. In the context of the conversation that’s probably important. That was a line from a diary entry/chapter etc titled an hour with the spirit of alternatives. It’s literally a conversation between himself and the spirit of alternatives. Reads very Goethe/Faust like. Anyway this novel ties in nicely with Vidal’s dc as they both take place or in dcs case party takes place in that post ww2 period when americas intellectuals were kinda in a flux and at a crossroads. The radicalism of the communist labor movement kinda littered out like with the fading of the new deal and ww2 had changed many attitudes. Many of them did feel like they were left culturally dangling and out of place and that the way they lived before had to be adjusted for the world now. His is a crisis of the spirit identity and what it means to be a good man and where the good mans place fits in the ever changing present

There is only the authentic self.

 

[Anonymous]

When you die the world and all the problems disappear with it.

The quote is stupid at best as is you. We remove ourselves from this world when we die.

Suicide is freedom from everything which is why so many prefer it.

I’m not gonna believe you unless you prove it. Until then it’s just a question mark

 

[Anonymous]

I’m not gonna believe you unless you prove it. Until then it’s just a question mark

You talk about the here and now as if it goes on forever but it doesn't. The here and now is now and when we die it is game over forever.
If we go on we go on in another world or dimension. We leave memories behind IF someone is there to remember them or take note of the.
Life goes on until we die and then we are no longer part of this world so we're not part of this world forever or stuck here.
That is just nonsense from someone in need of a real job and a real life. Qutoes rarely mean anything. Take Oscar Wilde and you will find his quotes are witty and funny but they have nothing at all in common with reality.
They are just his view on life and people and more but they have no real value. Philosophy is interesting but at the same time quite useless.
It's all about opinion and if you want to feel you are trapped here forever then that's how you feel but it's not real.
Not many clever quotes pass the test of time.

 

[Anonymous]

You talk about the here and now as if it goes on forever but it doesn't. The here and now is now and when we die it is game over forever.
If we go on we go on in another world or dimension. We leave memories behind IF someone is there to remember them or take note of the.
Life goes on until we die and then we are no longer part of this world so we're not part of this world forever or stuck here.
That is just nonsense from someone in need of a real job and a real life. Qutoes rarely mean anything. Take Oscar Wilde and you will find his quotes are witty and funny but they have nothing at all in common with reality.
They are just his view on life and people and more but they have no real value. Philosophy is interesting but at the same time quite useless.
It's all about opinion and if you want to feel you are trapped here forever then that's how you feel but it's not real.
Not many clever quotes pass the test of time.

How do you know

 

[Anonymous]

How do you know

By studying others and being left behind when they are dead and gone makes you realise a lot of things. Your claim that we are somehow linked to this world forever is merely a philosophical one but we are flesh and meat and we will be gone.
But a body loses 21 grams when it dies which may be evidence for a soul that leaves the body.

 

[Anonymous]

I came up with the only quote that makes sense and will pass the test of time:

"We don't know anything but we think we do".

 

[Anonymous]

Michael Nyqvist's widow tells of the last difficult illness
"I felt naive trying to get light into the blackest thing"
byAnna Shimoda , Hans Shimoda

YESTERDAY 23:33
PLEASURE
Actor Michael Nyqvist passed away in lung cancer 2017.

Now widow Catharina Nyqvist tells Ehrnrooth about the difficult illness.

“I sit and watch my beloved as it drops poison into his arm. It really is a plague or cholera - either the poison kills him or the disease does, ”she writes in the Cancer Foundation's magazine" Save Life ".








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It was on June 27, 2017, that popular actor Michael Nyqvist passed away in the suites of lung cancer only 56 years old.

- Micke was absolutely sure it would go well. He had decided that "this is what I'm going to fix". There was so much hope and he had so much power, said widow Catharina Nyqvist Ehrneooth in the TV show "Together Against Cancer" last year, and also told them that they spent a lot of time together after the message and that he was receiving care at home lately:

- He went to the toilet and said "I feel really good, can't you help me?" Then I went into the bathroom and then he fainted. I thought. I didn't even realize he could die.

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Micheal Nyqvist and Catharina Nyqvist Ehrnrooth.
Now Nyqvist Ehrnrooth writes in a text in the Cancer Foundation's magazine "Save Life" about the difficult time of illness and how difficult it was when she tried to read her husband's mineplay when he was told by new doctors.

“We have been here a number of times, each time feeling like a doomsday. First via X-ray, then up to the ward. We get to see the radiographs and the doctor explains. This time something happened - the cancer has mutated. The world is turning upside down yet again, now he has two types of cancer. Suddenly M becomes a patient for real ”.

First reading "incredibly unpleasant"
Michael Nyqvist's widow also says that after the message, they got to meet dietitians, curators and nurses and she describes the first chemotherapy treatment as "incredibly unpleasant".

“I sit and watch my beloved as it drops poison into his arm. It really is a plague or cholera - either the poison kills him or so does the disease, ”she writes, saying that they had a basket at home with medicines that were renamed" The Pharmacy ".

Did everything together
Michael Nyqvist's widow ends the text by pointing out that they tried to see the light during the illness period.

“Many times I have felt naive trying to get light in the blackest thing. We chose to live here and now and decided to do everything together. So the illness period became one of the most beautiful in our lives".

 

[Anonymous]

Finished dangling man and it was great. Really came together towards the end and I wasn’t sure at first that it would.

Now reading where you once belonged by Kent haruf who is unknown to me. I guess his popular book was called plainsong. This novels about an enigmatic local man who committed some infamous crime and got away with it and ran to California. Something of a local bad ass myth type person. So he’s returned about fifteen twenty years later older balder and fatter and tries to find a place there again if people will let him

 

[NealCassidy]

Morrissey Solo

 

[Anonymous]

Arghh the book I’m reading now is so boring I’m ready to kill myself or her. It’s a novel execution of an old idea which is fine but the prose is just so dull and I’m pretty sure there will be no surprises

 

[Pablo Honey]

https://www.spin.com/2019/10/nine-inch-nails-albums-ranked/

3o years of pure joy for me. This is my top 5:

1 - The Fragile - a superb double album consists of 23 tracks; mixes both styles: a bit of heavy industrial and a lighter electronic sounds
2 - Pretty Hate Machine -heavy industrial sounds at its purest form in the first album; way ahead of its time
3 - Downward Spiral - Just when you thought PHM was a dive into darkness and expected something lighter to follow up, here comes an album full of despair and nihilism
4 - Hesitation Marks - more electronica and lyrics a little less dark, stemming from years of recovery
5 - With Teeth - Lightest of them all and probably more commercially oriented than the previous albums.


The embarrassing beginnings of a genius. I feel for you, Trent!

 

[Deleted member 25370]

some short stories by eudora welty.
this is from "death of a traveling salesman" written in the 1930s.

beautiful simile:
the pulse in his palm leapt like a trout in a brook.
seems that an influenza has weakened the salesmans heart, but also strengthened it, bit unfortunately only metaphorically

 

[David E Weir]

De Profundis by Oscar Wilde (1949 edition, unabridged, with a good preface by Vyvyan Holland, Oscar's son)

At times sad, but compelling. This was the last writings of Wilde, from Reading Gaol.

 

[Anonymous]

Finished asymmetry and god was it dull. It felt like a thesis by a very well educated person. The idea was old but the example with the structure was neat but the prose just made it really really boring. The only part that was any good was when she talked about modern media and journalisms inherent complicity in today’s global problems as it stands today. She was a former editor and honestly this more than anything felt like there she was writing about what she knew. Ironic perhaps given the books themes. I’m now reading some small book by Ian mcewan about a couple of virgins on there honeymoon. Just started and can’t even remember it’s name at the moment

 

[nicky wire's legs]

De Profundis by Oscar Wilde (1949 edition, unabridged, with a good preface by Vyvyan Holland, Oscar's son)

At times sad, but compelling. This was the last writings of Wilde, from Reading Gaol.

I think it's the best he thing he wrote

 

[nicky wire's legs]

I'll Never Be Young Again' - Daphne Du Maurier

'It seemed to me, though, that there was madness in too great a depth of introspection, and however much I delved into my own instincts I could not change what I should find there, so it were better to shrug my shoulders and shake my head, to whistle and to laugh, and keep up a pretence that I did not care what came to me until the very believing of this pretence made it at length reality. '

sounds like something you would write!

 

[Anonymous]

Google translate:

JOHAN HAKELIUS
The problem is that it is a kind of communist ownership
DAVID BOWIE Published November 2, 2019 at 06.04

Iggy Pop and David Bowie 1977.Photo: MEDIAPUNCH / REX / SHUTTERSTOCK / MEDIAPUNCH / REX / SHUTTERSTOCK REX FEATURES

After the film "Trainspotting" was filmed, the song "Lust for Life" has become a postmodern Scottish folk song, writes Johan Hakelius.Photo: MIRAMAX FILM COMPANY


Nobody remembers The Chantays. Hardly even in their Orange County home.

The song was initially called "Liberty's Whip", after a western where Lee Marvin - the film's Liberty Valance - gives James Stewart a great deal with the whip. But then Chantays got to see another movie, about the surfing banzai pipeline in Hawaii. The song was called "Pipeline" instead.

It became the band's only hit, a surfing classic instead of a music-abused one.

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The song lived its own life. It became a signature tune in "Switch on", the Swedish educational radio course in English for elementary school, which all sixty tales put through when the TV had been rolled out of the AV store. A dozen films cut it as background music. Johnny Thunders made his own junk version, which he played right into eternity. Just then it appeared in a Sopranos episode fifteen years later.

And so on.

Which really means that songs don't have their own lives. They die, are revived, stopped, and repainted by anyone. Most often within the copyright framework.

Iggy Pop and David Bowie recorded "Lust for Life" in the Hansa studio in Berlin, between "Low" and "Heroes", but after the film "Trainspotting" was filmed, the song has become a postmodern Scottish folk song. "The Passenger" has gone through so many movies that it doesn't even have a home anymore. Lou Reed's "Perfect Day" was also dragged through "Trainspotting", but by then Duran Duran had already paused on it and a few years later the BBC let a whole bunch of world celebrities sing it in a commercial, to really rob it of all integrity.

"Should I Stay or Should I Go" was not hit until Clash allowed Levi's to use it in jeans advertising ten years after it was first released. Nick Cave's "Red Right Hand", which was really inspired by 16th-century poet John Milton, is now indistinguishable from the ever-worse gangster series "Peaky Blinders" and Elvis Costello's New Wave classic "This Year's girl" has become a signature tune to porn history " The Deuce ”.

If you have ever worked at a newspaper, you know how jealous the readers are. Small changes in fonts are enough to break the hell out of hell. The readers feel - or used to feel - that the magazine is actually theirs. It does not belong to those gossipers who happen to write in it.

There is something in it. John Locke used to argue that ownership arises as soon as one's work is mixed with a natural resource. And reading a newspaper is an effort: Torgny Lindgren has told about wise parents who advise their son not to become a journalist, on the grounds that other people should not be burdened. But if you can not stop writing after all. So if people have been burdened by forcing them to read the newspaper, do they not have some kind of ownership of it, then?

Perhaps.

Then it applies to songs as well. If you spend hours listening to a song, it becomes your own. You are buzzing when it is hijacked by an online casino, a government agency or a randomly selected movie.

The problem, of course, is that this is a kind of communist ownership: Everyone with ears and some self-esteem have equal rights to the same song. Which means no one has.

The Chantays are forgotten. But "Pipeline" lives under several identities in different countries and different generations, like a mutating virus. You have to take care of your own strain of the virus and settle for it.

 

[Anonymous]

The best chronicle in ages and another swede has had enough. Finally someone calling Steve Jobs by his right name, the fool.

ALEX SCHULMAN
How can we find ourselves in this total madness?
IPHONE Published Nov 2, 2019 at 5:35 pm

I note that no Iphone breaks in the same way, some look like stone shot on cars, others resemble gun bullets that have gone through window panes, writes Alex Schulman.Photo: BØE, TORSTEIN / NTB SCANPIX


There is a small hole in the wall, down in the subway.

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The store is eight square large and packed with sad people who are waiting and waiting to be served. At the checkout a man who despises his customers for choosing his shabby shop. I last stand in the queue. We say nothing, we just stand there with our cracked Iphones in hand, carrying them as if it were the last drop of water. I note that no Iphone bursts in the same way, some look like stone shot at cars, others resemble gun bullets that have gone through window panes, some others have collapsed completely, as when throwing a brick through a shop window. Maybe that's how he thought, the fool Jobs, when he came up with the idea of making a phone that on both sides should be covered by the craziest material on earth, that when they pie everyone, for they will, they will pie in different ways.

I have my daughter's Iphone in my hand, it looks like a joke, a shattered chaos, like a big ice crystal. It happened a month ago, and she had to walk around with it for a while, but when she started to bleed on the fingers of the glass shattering that came off I obviously had to do something. She walked around with big cuts of meat in the end, the girl. And it is only now, in this sex, in the midst of my own stupidity, that I feel anger for the first time.

What the hell do you mean? How can we find ourselves in this total madness? How can we agree to buy a phone for 5,000, 6,000, 10,000 SEK that breaks down as soon as you happen to fumble with it?

This is not just my madness, or the sad people in front of me in the queue, it is a whole western country. I see broken phones at bar counters, at conference tables, at the chair neighbor on the train, in homes and schools, across the country, we are a Swedish people who paid an incredible amount of money to walk around with broken glass. It has become so overrepresented that you shark when you see a whole iPhone, then you bump your friend in the side a little discreetly and nod away at the table neighbor: “Look at that. A whole."

When it's my turn, I find out that a new glass costs SEK 1,500. I don't know how it can be so expensive. I don't get it. It is a scam that someone should have looked at a long time ago. The shops should be closed, the owners imprisoned. But nothing happens, iphone store stores pop up in every corner and the queues are formed and everywhere it shines with broken glass. The guy in the store doesn't just want money for the glass. He also wants to sell me protection for the phone. The idea is to buy a shell to protect the phone's underside and its edges. And then you should buy a plastic film that will protect the front of the phone. This, too, we seem to find ourselves in. I hardly remember what an Iphone looks like, because now everyone has bought shells.

Sorry, but why is this accepted? If you buy a car, you wouldn't agree to be forced to buy a shell for the car? You wouldn't put a plastic film over the windshield, would you? You think the car should work in the condition you bought it? If you buy a sofa, would you agree to put a case over it in the living room? But with the iPhone, it's different. Somehow, a whole generation of people have agreed to pay huge sums for a product that, from the start, has a lot of flaws, and whose obvious flaws it has become our job to parry.

It is such an idiot of Satan, and there is only one thing that surpasses it, it is the even greater idiocy that I, we, find ourselves in it.

 

[countthree]

The best chronicle in ages and another swede has had enough. Finally someone calling Steve Jobs by his right name, the fool.

ALEX SCHULMAN
How can we find ourselves in this total madness?
IPHONE Published Nov 2, 2019 at 5:35 pm

I note that no Iphone breaks in the same way, some look like stone shot on cars, others resemble gun bullets that have gone through window panes, writes Alex Schulman.Photo: BØE, TORSTEIN / NTB SCANPIX


There is a small hole in the wall, down in the subway.

This is a chronicle. Analysis and positions are the writer's.

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ALEX SCHULMAN
READ MORE: Chronicles by
Alex Schulman
The store is eight square large and packed with sad people who are waiting and waiting to be served. At the checkout a man who despises his customers for choosing his shabby shop. I last stand in the queue. We say nothing, we just stand there with our cracked Iphones in hand, carrying them as if it were the last drop of water. I note that no Iphone bursts in the same way, some look like stone shot at cars, others resemble gun bullets that have gone through window panes, some others have collapsed completely, as when throwing a brick through a shop window. Maybe that's how he thought, the fool Jobs, when he came up with the idea of making a phone that on both sides should be covered by the craziest material on earth, that when they pie everyone, for they will, they will pie in different ways.

I have my daughter's Iphone in my hand, it looks like a joke, a shattered chaos, like a big ice crystal. It happened a month ago, and she had to walk around with it for a while, but when she started to bleed on the fingers of the glass shattering that came off I obviously had to do something. She walked around with big cuts of meat in the end, the girl. And it is only now, in this sex, in the midst of my own stupidity, that I feel anger for the first time.

What the hell do you mean? How can we find ourselves in this total madness? How can we agree to buy a phone for 5,000, 6,000, 10,000 SEK that breaks down as soon as you happen to fumble with it?

This is not just my madness, or the sad people in front of me in the queue, it is a whole western country. I see broken phones at bar counters, at conference tables, at the chair neighbor on the train, in homes and schools, across the country, we are a Swedish people who paid an incredible amount of money to walk around with broken glass. It has become so overrepresented that you shark when you see a whole iPhone, then you bump your friend in the side a little discreetly and nod away at the table neighbor: “Look at that. A whole."

When it's my turn, I find out that a new glass costs SEK 1,500. I don't know how it can be so expensive. I don't get it. It is a scam that someone should have looked at a long time ago. The shops should be closed, the owners imprisoned. But nothing happens, iphone store stores pop up in every corner and the queues are formed and everywhere it shines with broken glass. The guy in the store doesn't just want money for the glass. He also wants to sell me protection for the phone. The idea is to buy a shell to protect the phone's underside and its edges. And then you should buy a plastic film that will protect the front of the phone. This, too, we seem to find ourselves in. I hardly remember what an Iphone looks like, because now everyone has bought shells.

Sorry, but why is this accepted? If you buy a car, you wouldn't agree to be forced to buy a shell for the car? You wouldn't put a plastic film over the windshield, would you? You think the car should work in the condition you bought it? If you buy a sofa, would you agree to put a case over it in the living room? But with the iPhone, it's different. Somehow, a whole generation of people have agreed to pay huge sums for a product that, from the start, has a lot of flaws, and whose obvious flaws it has become our job to parry.

It is such an idiot of Satan, and there is only one thing that surpasses it, it is the even greater idiocy that I, we, find ourselves in it.

What about the famous "black screen of death" in Samsung phones' S series?

 

[countthree]

I'm going vintage, very vintage with this. I'm reading a book (a pamphlet maybe?) by the deeply underrated Arnold Bennet , an author whose biggest flaw seems to have been to publish everything he wrote. In my opinion, that is precisely what makes of him a giant of literature, but critics don't have mercy for the ups and downs of humans: they are demigods, as you already know.

I read his novel The card, my first full book in English, at age 14/15, understanding half of it at that time. This was an old edition I bought untouched in a book fair. I still own the book and read it many times when I felt sad and hopeless, and it never failed to make me feel a little better.

The title of the book I'm reading now is "Mental Efficiency And Other Hints to Men and Women" . I can draw a lot of conclusions from this easy and fun read, but the main is: there's nothing new under the sun. At least in the last century. I would suspect there's nothing original from the ancient Greeks until now, but that could be seen as too much.

Here's a fragment extracted from the end of the second chapter:

"Kindliness of heart is not the greatest of human qualities—and its general effect on the progress of the world is not entirely beneficent—but it is the greatest of human qualities in friendship. It is the least dispensable quality. We come back to it with relief from more brilliant qualities. And it has the great advantage of always going with a broad mind. Narrow-minded people are never kind-hearted. You may be inclined to dispute this statement: please think it over; I am inclined to uphold it.

We can forgive the absence of any quality except kindliness of heart. And when a man lacks that, we blame him, we will not forgive him. This is, of course, scandalous. A man is born as he is born. And he can as easily add a cubit to his stature as add kindliness to his heart. The feat never has been done, and never will be done. And yet we blame those who have not kindliness. We have the incredible, insufferable, and odious audacity to blame them. We think of them as though they had nothing to do but go into a shop and buy kindliness. I hear you say that kindliness of heart can be "cultivated." Well, I hate to have even the appearance of contradicting you, but it can only be cultivated in the botanical sense. You can't cultivate violets on a nettle. A philosopher has enjoined us to suffer fools gladly. He had more usefully enjoined us to suffer ill-natured persons gladly.... I see that in a fit of absentmindedness I have strayed into the pulpit. I descend."

Another good and fun reading by the same author I read recently, out of his very known masterpieces, is Buried Alive: A Tale of These Days.