It's been 12 days since I posted about the growing menace of the Trump government. It is worse, sadly, since then. Threats to bomb Iran. Flights to Greenland, and ongoing threats to seize it any which way. Ludicrously lax security and lying vilification of journalists; amateur hour at the Pentagon from the telegenic crusader with the menacing messages inked to his white skin. Tariffs to crush Canada, and other nations. Threats to law firms. Threats to museums. Detentions and forced expatriation of PhD students on proper visas. Crushing of dissent, of opposing views of history, and, shockingly, the near-constant crumpling of opposition, as media, universities, law firms, and politicians bow down under threat. Measles and Avian fu spreading. Denial of the globe warming. No alliances. No secure promises. Litigation and bullying. The general actions of authoritarian take-over - more destruction of the "Cathedral" - more work to make the CEO-king the unquestioned ruler. Dark ...
The Grand Minima (7 x 6) for William Empson Totting it up a plethora of minuscule debris fields, eon by inch, the daily granular fractures, chipped bits and bobs, dust bunnies that don’t ever quit, the towering trivial pizza box style of personal architecture – love lies, business crops wilt, soar, the whole a broken abacus possessed by a stammering Ouija board whose misspelt detritus inspires poetry in the super-rich or bored, the rising tide lifts all quotes, all toffs step off yachts to sleep between sheets when the port appears like a murdered ghost – we host what we love most, we live in a blackhole inside a blackhole, like mice are denizens of a tinier Manhattan project, the nuclearism is unclear, but here it goes, small into smaller, like faller into fall or inside the deep dive is the pool looping around its Ouroboros dream of self – we’re colliding with the sun that grows us, as dancers sw...