Wednesday, May 10, 2023

Nell’s Death in Samuel Beckett’s Endgame

 




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Symbols have performed as tools for the writer and storyteller from the days of The Epic of Gilgamesh to the post-modern works of John Barth and Thomas Pynchon. In Endgame, Samuel Beckett carried symbolism from its use as a literary device to employment as the driving force his story. How does one, after all, explore the hidden world of the mind- the world inside the head- without falling into trivial interior monologue? Beckett answered that question with his brilliant but disturbing one act play.

The four characters in the performance represent different aspects of the personality of the unseen character in whose mind they act out their play of existential angst. Hamm, the protagonist, plays the ego. Hamm is blind and confined to a wheelchair, and dependent upon his listless servant, Clov, the spirit of surrender in adversity. Nell and Nagg, Hamm’s parents who lost their legs in a bicycle accident, live in trash bins.. Nagg and Nell present themselves, not so much as Hamm’s parents and the dysfunctional family, but as symbols of old age and death. Hamm keeps his thoughts and fears of death in trash bins with the lids screwed down, even as he waits for his “finish”. Death “has no legs” for him. He suppresses thoughts of his end, but the two old people keep popping up out of their trashcans to remind him.

When Nell dies, her last word was, “Desert.” Life, as represented in the play, is a gray, sterile desert. Hamm instructed Clov to screw down the trash can lids, and then announces that he has to pee: If life is meaningless, then so is death. Nells’ death has little meaning to Hamm, but his attitude toward his own end has changed. He now welcomes the end of his pointless life. He encourages Clov to leave him, though he cannot survive without him.

Nell’s death had a greater impact on Hamm than he was willing to admit. It is the death of a parent, after all- especially the death of the mother- that brings to the son the awareness of his own mortality. Hamm’s resifnation to his end comes with Clov’s words on his departure: “Is this what we call making an exit?”

Nell’s death and Clov’s departure leaves us with questions without answers. Did Nell die? Or will she return the next day, in keeping with the play’s endless theme of endless cyclic time. Did Clov finally leave, as he had threatened so often? Or will he, too, return to live out the farce of life in the world of Beckett’s characters. In my interpretation, they will return. Nagg will ask for a kiss that Nell can’t deliver, and Clov will take Hamm on a tour of the world (around the walls of the room), just as he does every day, endlessly. The characters cannot die, for death gives us meaning to life. And in Hamm’s world, life has no meaning. It only fades to gray and begins again, where it left off. Endlessly.

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Thursday, March 23, 2023

The New, Improved Jesus

 

Italienne missionnaire manchot, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons


The Supreme court has declined to hear a Florida case that would have made it harder to sue over government violation of the First Amendment. We will have to wait for another day to force our medieval religious opinions on a public that is moving away from that mindset.

But wait. Clarence "Uncle" Thomas and his quest to theocratize government is not through yet. The authoritarian right will find other, similar cases to force us into the loving arms of televangelist hucksters...er, I mean men of God. Praise Jesus!


The Church of England has declared its intention to refuse to allow marriage rites to same-sex couples. Take away our God-given right to hate gays and who is left for us Christians to deny Christ's love? Well yes, there are women, atheists, liberals, and intellectuals, but except for atheists, he can't hate as hard on them as we can on the LGBTQ people and we must vent our pent-up rage at our growing irrelevance somehow, mustn't we?

Across the ocean, an agent of the American federal government has ruled that higher education institution are withing their rights to discriminate against homosexuals. Our need to keep a large segment of the population in the closet and out of higher education has advanced, thanks to a federal jusdge and a freedom-loving group with a record of defending reliously-affiliated universities we are one step closer to pushing these "Others" back into the closet.

Jesus loves you, some of you.


Wednesday, March 22, 2023

Keep 'em Barefoot and . . .

 

Harris & Ewing, photographer. N STREET, KITCHEN. [Between 1905 and 1945] Photograph. Retrieved from the Library of Congress, <www.loc.gov/item/2016861773/>., Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons


Your labor pains begin. You need a medial professional. Where to turn?

You anticipate complications. Who cares? Certainly not the Iowa legislature in their act of not-yet ultimate misogyny. What is the ultimate act? Well, South Carolina wants that honor. The state legislature there has passed a bill that would subject women who have an abortion to 30 years in prison or the death sentence. Yes, the Death sentence. Next, lynching for a miscarriage?

Meanwhile, a "Christian" so-called Right to Life group seems to prefer death to abortion in Tennessee unless the patient is "bleeding out". How very Christian of them.

Be afraid, women. Be very afraid.

In other Keep 'em in the kitchen news, a headline  tells us that "Southern Baptists boot Saddleback Church for having a female pastor".

Women pastors as allies or adversaries? Adversaries, of course. It is our duty to Almighty God to keep uppity women out of positions of authority. Give 'em an inch and soon they will want equality and autonomy. Keeping women under our control is a key component of our drive to return to the medieval age and Christian control of the cultuture and the country. Tomorrow, the World! Praise Jesus.

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Tuesday, March 21, 2023

Protecting Dear Leader

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Republicans became obsessed with finding a reason to impeach a sitting President following the impeachment of Richard Nixon. Now, following the impeachment trials of Donald Trump his sycophants House Judiciary Chairman Jim Jordan, House Oversight Chairman James Comer and House Administration Chairman Bryan Steil, in an effort to shield Trump from further charges as a way to avoid another Nixon embarrassment, have called for Manhattan DA Alvin Bragg to turn over documents relating to the investigation of the former president: Damage control. Gotta protect the man. Yes, he is a vile human being, but he is one of us.

The man only wants absolute power and public adoration. Is that so wrong?

Benito Mussolini didn't have to put ups with this kind of shit.

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Wednesday, February 22, 2023

Lifeboat Aporophobia

 


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While decluttering my apartment, I came across a yellowing and brittle copy of a 1974 issue of Psychology Today which contained ecologist Garrett Hardin’s essay, “Lifeboat Ethics: The Case Against Helping the Poor.” His diatribe plays fast and loose with the facts he presents to back up his argument and comes across as a petulant rant against the poor rather than a coherent discussion. In short, Hardin is just another whack job who enjoys the public attention he gets from his proposal to starve the poor out of existence so that the rest of us can enjoy our luxuries.

From the first paragraph, Hardin set out to define the terms of his case against the poor. It’s his essay, he can define terms any way he wants, he seemed to say. He took very seriously his metaphor of the lifeboat as the refuge of the wealthy, with hungry swimmers — his metaphor for the poor — trying to usurp his privileged place on the boat. Fortunately for his argument, he did not push the lifeboat image to its logical conclusion: the lifeboat passengers will deplete the boats resources and people will have to go overboard — the order of plank walkers would depend, of course, on the most able and not the wealthiest. Or Hardin will hope to be saved by a passing yacht, at which time he proves himself no better than the miserable swimmers for whom he expresses such contempt.

Some of his arguments were just silly. He provided his own definition of “safety factor,” one that grants him the greatest amount of space for him and his dinner-party buddies. In fact, safety factors are built into engineered products. If his boat is designed to hold sixty people, any more would violate that margin for safety. But that’s nitpicking, and there are too many major errors in his thesis to dwell on the minor ones.

He wrote that guilt is the motivating factor behind the urge to aid the poor. I can’t argue that, because I don’t have the statistics on the subject (and he doesn’t provide any). Those people I know who are willing to help, however, operate from an enthusiasm for life that they wish to extend to others, and consider themselves spread proportionately across the self-family-group-nation-humanity spectrum, and not stuck in the “it’s all about me” mode. Sorry, Garrett; we haven’t even turned the page yet, and you’ve been wrong on each point made. Let’s move on.

On the disparity of population growth between rich and poor countries, he falls back on a Marxist quote: “From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs.” From that, he extrapolated the absurd idea that helping the poor amounts to a misinterpretation of the socialist ideal of economic equality. He confused “share” and “help” with “surrender,” as in his assumption that those who do not agree with him want him to give up all his worldly goods to the starving masses. He has not been asked to surrender all his worldly goods to the poor. St. Francis, we are not. A check to an NGO relief agency does not amount to voluntary poverty.

He introduced an equally ridiculous argument that he called “the tragedy of the commons,” a highly simplistic theory that the poor will ravage the world’s resources if allowed to reproduce at will. To that, I will introduce the “tragedy of the landed gentry.” In pre-Industrial Revolution England, the nobility often owned vast wooded estates. True to the “tragedy of the commons,” the English poor had all but denuded the countryside of woodlands in search of game and fuel, and were forced to poach the enclosed woods owned by the wealthy (and undeserving) nobility. For poaching, the hungry poor faced public torture, imprisonment, or hanging. The world had not run out of resources, but the wealthy and powerful had locked them up for their own use. Picnics in large groups, lavish outdoor parties, and game hunts were popular pastimes among the landed elite.

Hardin abandons any pretense at reason in his “Tragedy of the Commons.” In those situations in which the “commons” face abuse, they are first abused by the privileged class for commodity resources. In that, the rich and the poor form a symbiotic relationship: the wealthy strip the land to provide products and services to the poor and middle class, who in turn form the source of wealth. Without labor and markets, there is no wealth.

He confused the depletion of oceanic fisheries with an exhaustion of the commons by the poor, when in fact, the ocean is being over-fished by multi-national corporations owned and operated by… the wealthy elite.

There’s more.

His claim that Public Law 480, “Food for Peace” program, benefitted only wealthy U.S. business amounts to an argument against himself. Did he denounce the wealthy and well-fed along with the hungry poor? Maybe his complaint came from his statement that the U.S. taxpayer paid the cost of PL480. Not true. The middle-class taxpayer — not the wealthy elite — picked up the initial cost, but that cost was recovered in subsequent negotiations called for in the agreements with hungry nations and affluent partners. We gave away our surplus grain, he said. Not true. We entered into financial and foreign relations agreements in which we were to share a portion of our surplus in return for future markets. Tons of wheat sold to the former Soviet Union to help with an approaching famine, added to the tons shipped to markets and to starving masses around the world, still left us with enough surpluses that we risked the danger of spoilage. He wrote that “…international charity frequently inspires distrust and antagonism rather than gratitude….” Not true. Distrust and antagonism directed toward the U.S. comes from Washington’s insistence in propping up friendly foreign governments that are hostile to their own people. Food for Peace occasionally ended up in the hands of tyrants and their cronies who marketed it at pure profits. When it goes to the hungry citizens, it is almost always received with gratitude. I say “almost,” because of a famous incident in Africa, starving stick-figures broke down the barriers to a shipment to break open bags of wheat to consume them on the spot. The wheat needed processing but the people there had been reduced to desperation. The U.S. received a mild rebuke for sending unprocessed food to living skeletons. We had seriously underestimated the severity of the problem.

In his harangue against immigration, he blames some of the problem on the wealthy elite’s need for cheap labor; a position that, again, seems to argue against itself. Beyond that, his proposal to hermetically seal the borders amount to the same tired clichéd sloganeering that has haunted the immigration problem since the first European stepped ashore half-a-millennia ago. He craves a static America in which the status quo can be guaranteed. Is that even possible in an ethnically and politically diverse country? Or would Hardin deport all liberals and non-whites along with immigrants?

I got the impression in reading his essay that Hardin would like for all nine billion of us to just get the hell out of his way so that he can have it all, the only survivor on the boat. “Lifeboat Ethics” is not a serious discussion about ethics, but a mere selfish, petulant, and ego-centered rant, and reads well as such.

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Sunday, January 15, 2023

Fact Sheet One

 

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Richard Sauber, special counsel to the president, has stated that Biden’s attorneys have cooperated with National Archives and Records Administration and the Department of Justice

14 January 2023

https://apnews.com/article/biden-classified-documents-trump-side-by-side-fb2c4ebccdbdbb9039c1c5e227b1da53

Following Trump’s failure to comply with the National Archives’ request for classified documents, the FBI had to obtain a search warrant to retrieve those documents from Trump’s Mar-a-Lago estate.

13 January 2023

https://time.com/6245949/biden-classified-documents-investigation/

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The drive to circumvent or abolish the Establishment Clause in the First Amendment is coming along nicely.

https://www.usnews.com/topics/subjects/abortion

https://www.whitehouse.gov/about-the-white-house/our-government/the-constitution/#:~:text=The%20First%20Amendment%20provides%20that,the%20right%20to%20bear%20arms.

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Efforts to a White Nationalist utopia are also in the works, but with some pushback.

https://www.govinfo.gov/content/pkg/CHRG-116hhrg36563/html/CHRG-116hhrg36563.htm

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What is the opposite of “Woke”?

Asleep? Comatose? Brain dead?

slumbered. snoozed. retired. turned in. conked (off or out)?

https://www.merriam-webster.com/thesaurus/woke

https://www.foxnews.com/us/federal-judge-hands-desantis-admin-win-stop-woke-act

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I am old enough to remember the civil rights movement, and the hateful acts and rhetoric from hate groups and hateful people.

https://www.pharostribune.com/news/article_bcd8a9de-92ab-11ed-826a-179e784dfbad.html

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Tuesday, November 29, 2022

Elohim and the Well-Regulated Militia

 


Frank, my Gun Toting, Bible Thumping, Trump voting, flag waving, libtard hating, gay bashing, camo cosplaying acquaintance tells me (and anyone else within earshot) that he has proof of (1.) a god's existence (he doesn't elaborate on which one), and (2.) proof that the 2022 mid-term elections were rigged. When I asked which god? He responded:

"Duh, the only one, Dumbass."

"So, The Invisible Pink Unicorn."

That sent him into a rage, a rage that didn't answer my question. A series of Bible verses written by stone-age poets convinced me that he meant the god of the Bible.

"Oh," I said. "You mean Elohim."

"No, Dumbass, I mean Jehovah, the One True God."

I stand corrected.

"Have you discussed your proof with any scientists, or universities, or peer-reviewed journals?"

A rhetorical question. I already knew the answer.

His "proof" was a document that makes the claim--The Bible. That's like using the Quran to "prove" the existence of Allah, or Bullfinch's Mythology to "prove" the existence of Zeus.

Frank wasn't buying it, though. Every word in the Bible is true, he says.

"Even the parts that contradict each other?" I asked.

There are no contradictions, he says. You have to know how to read the text to understand it.

"So, God inspired the writers of the book to encode it so that only a select few know the secret to translating it.

At that point Frank refused to talk to me any further on the subject, leaving me confused. We didn’t even get to the part about the so-called thrown election. Ah, but rest assured, Frank will have something to say about that soon. He is, you see, a member of that demographic who identifies with his hate--a demographic that brings to the rational observer both amusement and concern. And hate, like pain, is a condition that demands expression.

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