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Truthdig – Reports – The Terror America Wrought

    As noted in the Strategic Bombing Survey conducted at President Harry Truman’s request, when the bomb hit Hiroshima on April 6, 1945, “nearly all the school children … were at work in the open,” to be exploded, irradiated or incinerated in the perfect firestorm that the planners back at the University of California-run Los Alamos lab had envisioned for the bomb’s maximum psychological impact.

    The terror plot worked all too well, as Hiroshima’s Mayor Tadatoshi Akiba recalled this week: “That fateful summer, 8:15 a.m. The roar of a B-29 breaks the morning calm. A parachute opens in the blue sky. Then suddenly, a flash, an enormous blast–silence–hell on Earth. The eyes of young girls watching the parachute were melted. Their faces became giant charred blisters. The skin of people seeking help dangled from their fingernails. … Others died when their eyeballs and internal organs burst from their bodies–Hiroshima was a hell where those who somehow survived envied the dead.”

    Like most of the others killed by the two American bombs, neither the children nor the adults had any role in Japan’s decision to go to war, but they were picked as the target instead of an isolated but fortified military base whose antiaircraft fire posed a higher risk. The target preferred by U.S. atomic scientists–a patch in the ocean or unpopulated terrain–was rejected, because the effect of hundreds of thousands of civilians dying would be all the more dramatic.

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The Jive Bible: Genesis 1 [Archive] – JREF Forum

    1:1 In de beginnin’ God created da damn heaven and da damn eard.

    1:2 And da damn eard wuz widout fo’m, and void; and darkness wuz downon de face uh de deep. Jes hang loose, brud. And da damn Spirit uh God moved downon de face uh de boozes.

    1:3 And God said, Let dere be light, dig dis: and dere wuz light. Man!

    1:4 And God saw de light, dat it wuz baaaad: and God divided da damn light fum de darkness.

    1:5 And God called da damn light Day, and da damn darkness he called Night. Man! And de evenin’ and da damn mo’nin’ wuz de fust day. Slap mah fro!

    1:6 And God said, Let dere be some firmament in de midst uh de boozes, and let it divide da damn boozes fum de boozes.

    1:7 And God made da damn firmament, and divided da damn boozes which wuz unda’ de firmament fum de boozes which wuz above da damn firmament, dig dis: and it wuz so. ‘S coo’, bro.

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AlterNet: Philip Morris Sees the Light

    “After decades of sticking their heads in the sand about the hazards of tobacco, Philip Morris has found a new tactic — promoting the benefits to society of premature deaths from smoking.”

    Just think of the benefits to society and the economy if this information was extrapolated to its logical conclusion!
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Sort English Tok Pisin

    “condom, contraceptive for males : gumi bilong kok”

    Can’t argue with that. Melanesian Pidgin: a language where the noun phrases also function as an instruction manual.

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One of the most vexing

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    One of the most vexing questions raised by Husserl’s yet unpublished Seventh Cartesian Meditation is that of the relation between the familiar (and — in spite of some recent positivistic carping about trivialities like consistency and meaningfulness — obvious) principle of the noematico-epochosynthetic correleticity and the Seventh Meditation’s new and radical (1) [see endnote] principle of analysis-by-systematic-destruction-of-all-meaning (destitutive analysis). As is well known, Husserl scholarship in this area is sharply divided between the followers of Husserl’s last and most faithful assistant, Johann Lebenswelter, and those of Husserl’s most acute French critic, Marcel Gaston-Gaston. Until recently it was thought that this polar opposition stemmed from the different interpretive principles employed by the two scholars: Lebenswelter faithfully taking as fundamental the principle that “Husserl always means what he says, even when he says he doesn’t,” (2) and Gaston-Gaston, on the other hand, asserting that “Husserl never means what he says, especially when Lebenswelter thinks he does.” (3) However, recently (4) the two men both agreed with Husserl’s own assertion (5) that the two principles are equivalent for texts written after 1859. (Husserl regards his works prior to that year as mere “juvenile exercises.”)

    However, the disagreement remains and, to get to the heart of the conflict, let us at once examine a passage in the Seventh Meditation that has been the focal point of the dispute. (6)

    “By referring to destitutive analysis, we must not be understood as intending (in the sense of radical directedness-to-a-preliminary-perceived objectivity) to imply that, speaking — as always — strictly within the finite-infinite limits of transcendental apodicticity, the object ‘part-whole synthesis’ is even partially reducible to the noematic correlate of affective suspension (in the sense of ideally intended noesis subsumed and founded by the epoche). (7) For, although this is, of course, the case, our concern is this realm of a fully concrete living of the a priori, is, as we have repeatedly said, solely to lay bare the horizontal quasi-content of this analysis’ teleology. Here we may invoke Descartes’ realization (fundamentally uninformed and absurd as it was, being formulated in a reasonable and intelligible way for the first time in our Logische Untersuchungen and even there still lacking the proto-foundation of a full scale synthetic analysis on the level of transcendent egologicism) that some things (res) are hard to understand.” (8)

    According to Lebenswelter, we can understand this pregnant (9) passage only by applying a destitutive analysis to its own thought (what Lebenswelter acutely calls a “constitution-by-springing-back-upon-oneself”). This leads to a formation of a destitutional noema expressing, as Lebenswelter says, the essential destitution of the passage. As those familiar with the unwritten Ideen IV (perhaps Husserl’s clearest work) will immediately realize, this destitution implies the eidetic mutual transcendence of all principles, including that of noematico-epochosynthetic correlaticity relative to that of destitutional analysis.

    Gaston-Gaston accepts, as he says in a daring adaptation of terminology, “the hyle but not the morphe of this analysis;” that is, “What it says is correct, but what it does not say is not corrrect.” According to him, we can remedy this deficiency only by trying to not-say, not what Husserl said or did not say, but what he did not not-say. However, this is not as easy as it seems.

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I Also Dated Zarathustra

    It’s not the questions that count, and it’s not exactly the answers. You ask a silly thing: “What kind of fruit would you be?” and you hope a voice on the other side of the dividing panel, one from the row of three men on stools the audience can see but you cannot, will reach through the make-up and studio laughter to give a sign that he knows, yes, this is stupid, but what we want is not stupid: who, after all, knows how to find the person he will love?

    I had looked nearly everywhere else and decided that if necessary, and it seemed to be necessary, I would look here, too. I would sit in a tight short dress with my legs placed at an advantageous angle to the camera, crossed at the knees with one high heel dangling from my toes. It’s a favorite pose and successful. The men I was quizzing couldn’t see it but the cameraman was driven crazy. With each question I asked, he returned to dwell on the ankle and bare heel.

    Well then. What kind of fruit would he be?

    Bachelor Number One? “Something that will make a really great pie. And that’s a promise. I am one dependable fruit.”

    Bachelor Number Two? “I’d be plums, I’d be sweet and red and very juicy. And honey, I’m always ripe.”

    Bachelor Number Three? “I am a north wind to ripe figs. I am a prophet of the lightning and a heavy drop from the clouds. I am an intoxicated sweet lyre– a midnight lyre, a croaking bell which no one understands but which still must speak!”

    I didn’t move but I was suddenly aware of my thighs, of the insides of my arms. Bachelor Number Three had a voice like a cloud speaking, traces of roar and thunder and waves held together with honey-cello. But what did I know about him? He might be ridiculous, I thought. He might be sublime.

    When a man is mysterious enough, when I have no idea which things will be good or bad or where the problems will be or even what will happen next, it makes me think that anything might be possible.”

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Jaroslav Hašek – The Bad Bohemian – Corpses – Cult Cargo

    “Hašek was born in Bohemia in 1883, the son of a bank clerk. His early career consisted of journalism, vagrancy and the prodigious output of short stories, feullitons consisting of satirical observations. In some respects, he was a Chris Morris of his time. He took delight in poking fun at the authorities of the-then terminally sclerotic Austro-Hungarian Empire, even faking his own death by pretending to jump off a bridge in Prague. As an anarchist, options for any political activity were heavily circumscribed by the police state citizens of the Empire lived in, so Hašek set up his own party, possibly the most sarcastically titled political party in history. The Party for Peaceful and Moderate Progress Within the Limits of the Law was of course a hoax, partly designed to poke fun at other parties, partly to finance the pub where the meetings were held, as well as to assist one of Hašek’s mates in getting off with one of the barmaids who worked there.”
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