430> a hardened Huck Finn again trespassing in Saint Barbaric to find purchase |
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30 April 2015 > San Jose > our brother's b-day (wd've bean 50) + also the day Hitler shot hisself 70 years ago | weird to think of Chaulky as 50-yr old > still think of him as 32 > after a nite in Dunsmuir sleeping to the sound of the upper Sacramento + passing freight trains split back to the Bay Area > tried to stop for a hike but everywhere u pull off in them parts signs saying NO TRESPASSING ± STAY OUT ± warnings of guard dogs w/ pitbulls + rottweilers running out of the woods to bite @ our bumper | same story in the Santa Cruz mtns where we used to live (another place notorious for growing pot) > couldn't even hike around in our backyard w/o redneck hippies coming out of the woodworks on ATVs + w/ guns | even outside of drug areas Americans = freaks about private property | we grew up thinking it normal but nowhere else in the world have we experienced such guarded paranoia > anywhere else u can walk thru ppls yards + they dont care | + if u see dogs they not trained to attack but just come up to u wagging tail | think this notion of private property ties in to this burgeoning prevalence of entitlement we touched on in this post> + also what we sort of talked about in the last post about the legacy of American colonization/rape that we learn to swallow > + some ppls way of coping = to BUY entitlement > to buy land thinking it entitles them to own it | but as whoever that Native American chief said «the Earth does not belong to man > man belongs to the Earth» ± as Crazy Horse said: «1 does not sell the land people walk on» | land ≠ property > land ≠ a tangible thing w/ a price tag > land = a part of spacetime that all life can roam freely in > 1 thing cool about driving (a 4½ drive back to the bay area @ 80 mph)—great time to listen to music > LOUD > listened to Swans To Be Kind on volume 10 > undoubtedly the best album so far of this century > + for any1 that says no such thing as a great double-album > To Be Kind = 2+ hours of sublime listening pleasure > not a bad song or even note > just pure mind-numbing xtasea > speaking of land entitlement > book 3 uv Finnegans Wake opens to a sleeping/waking HCE + a reference to Jugurtha: «What named blautoothdmand is yon who stares? Gugurtha! Gugurtha! He has becco of wild hindigan. Ho, he hath hornhide!» the same Jugurtha who upon visiting Rome for the 1° time said: «A city for sale, and doomed to perish as soon as it finds a purchase» + also becco meaning beak ± nose in Italian but also to cuckold > + hornhide also suggesting cuckoldry (theme also at the heart of Ulysses) | Joyce continues by saying: «She would kidds to my voult of my palace, with obscidian luppas, her aal in her dhove's suckling. Apagemonite! Come not nere! Black! Switch out!» > another nod to Romulus + Remus + the shewolf >there exists a nod to everything if u look > for xample here Joyce uses Queens Mob as verb:
> as Billy Mills seys in The Guardian > u (dear Inurnet) became invented for Finnegans Wake > in real-spacetime went up to San Fran for the afternoon > walked around Golden Gate Park + the Haight > went into the new Green Apple bookstore on the park > ate @ that place overlooking the Sutro baths > California = great + everything but sumthing about it = too soft | ppl living in lalaland > funny to see grungy punkabestia hobos + hipsters acting all streetwise + tuffshit in such an easy-going environment uv perpetual sunshine > as if they «big city» thugs | fine for a while but u got to know when to move on + challenge yourself ± deal w/ the real world | Vonnegut said it best—«live in Norcal once > but leave b4 u get too soft | live in NYC once > but leave b4 u get too hard» | either way > travel > get out uv your comfort zone | the lifestyle Californians live not sustainable for the whole planet (the current water shortage only a small part of it) 1 May 2015 > Santa Barbara > drove down from San Jose > thru Salinas valley again > agriculture galore > 1 thing for sure California feeds the world | stopped in Pismo beach for a late mex-breakfast > then thru Solvang + the Sideways wine country | went for a run along the waterfront in Santa Barbara past the marina up on the bluffs | then walked back along the beach saw dolphins + sea lions > had oysters + beer on the pier then walked up State street had Mexican @ El Paseo | the next day went to Ojai [@ this pt we moving faster than we blogging so we (@ SFO waiting for plane to LHR) cutting this short to post] |
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