tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post692871434981827043..comments2024-03-28T08:37:58.136+01:00Comments on Limited, Inc.: aux armes, citoyens!Roger Gathmannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11257400843748041639noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-36575562182037417572010-01-11T09:13:18.013+01:002010-01-11T09:13:18.013+01:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-11578976317873074342008-04-16T05:16:00.000+02:002008-04-16T05:16:00.000+02:00Amie, surely the Breton in you cries out for a pra...Amie, surely the Breton in you cries out for a prank! Dressed in a nun costume you need to race out into the infield, do a few cartwheels, produce two water pistols, challenge his holiness to a holy water duel, and, whilst dodging the cops, aim for shootin' hand. Ah, and a scattering of leaflets with Max Ernst's great Madonna spanking the baby Jesus might be called for too.Roger Gathmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11257400843748041639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-47720058142927388282008-04-16T03:45:00.000+02:002008-04-16T03:45:00.000+02:00LI, I really shouldn't comment further but as you ...LI, I really shouldn't comment further but as you will see I bear glad tidings indeed. There I was, taking a stab at biblical exegesis, and sinner that I am, burdened with worldly cares, I wasn't aware of the news that the Pope is to grace NYC with a visit very soon.<BR/>His Eminence's itinerary is to involve spreading his message of peace and love for all by scooting around Gotham in something called a Pope Mobile. To the Pope Mobile Paul! No, no, not you Robin!<BR/><BR/>To top off the trip, the Pope will celebrate Mass at the sacred Church known as - um - Yankee Stadium! I'll de damned.<BR/><BR/>Maybe the Yankees can put their baseball hat on his pointy head and have him throw the first "ceremonial" pitch of their game? One can only pray.<BR/><BR/>I don't know if the Bearded Guy in Heaven is reaching for a large bottle of antacid, but I'd like to think that somewhere Babe Ruth is having a hearty laugh over beer and hot dogs.<BR/><BR/>LI, I have seen the light! The hour may be dire, the game teetering on the brink of disaster and all but lost, but you can count on the Pope coming out of the bullpen for a save and providing comic relief.<BR/><BR/>AmieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-36133962881821504942008-04-15T04:12:00.000+02:002008-04-15T04:12:00.000+02:00LI, I can sympathize with your mom wanting to skip...LI, I can sympathize with your mom wanting to skip Judges. That passage, Judges 19:23, gave me terrifying nightmares for quite a while when I first read it.<BR/><BR/>Do you know André Chouraqui's French translation of the Bible?<BR/>His translation of the passage in question has the merit of pointing out -- how should one break this politely to the likes of pure prosecutor types like Mr.Butler -- that the passage involves getting fucked up the ass, sodomy and sexual difference. The men of Belial don't in all polite curiosity want to get "to know" the pilgrim, they want to "penetrate" him, and in a "sexual sense", as the translator specifies.<BR/><BR/>AC also has a very beautiful translation of Le Cantique des Cantiques.<BR/><BR/>"Jusqu'à quand seras-tu errante,<BR/>fille rebelle?"<BR/><BR/>--<BR/><BR/>The Santogold video is quite amazing indeed. I didn't know of her at all, but if she lives in Brooklyn she must perform around NYC and I'll have to try and see some.<BR/><BR/>AmieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-84640427004811199282008-04-14T22:25:00.000+02:002008-04-14T22:25:00.000+02:00Amie, my mom was a good Baptist. When we were all ...Amie, my mom was a good Baptist. When we were all living in Shreveport, she belonged to the Church bible reading club. But a little bit into Judges, she proposed they skip that book. So a delegation of women from the church came out to deal with Betty's possession by a heretical spirit. Poor woman- jeering children on one side of her (somehow, we slipped early into Darwinism and other unmentionabilities), and the Baptist Inquisition on the other side. But she stuck to her ground. I think she returned only after they reached Job.Roger Gathmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11257400843748041639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-73524443142675591912008-04-14T20:05:00.000+02:002008-04-14T20:05:00.000+02:00LI, I don't know how to cope with what does seem t...LI, I don't know how to cope with what does seem to be an utter collapse of sensitivity and of the ability to say enough! I don't know what to do except kicking, screaming and crying out.<BR/>Say, does the "Left Behind" series ever refer to this<BR/>http://kingjbible.com/judges/19.htm<BR/><BR/>AmieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-45325474530831741882008-04-14T03:27:00.000+02:002008-04-14T03:27:00.000+02:00PS - hey, and I hope you amazed at the Santogold v...PS - hey, and I hope you amazed at the Santogold video. I just found out about this woman yesterday. What is it about Brooklyn? I have to live in Brooklyn before I die.Roger Gathmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11257400843748041639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-22265949843677108632008-04-14T03:25:00.000+02:002008-04-14T03:25:00.000+02:00Amie, you have an uncanny ability to quote my hero...Amie, you have an uncanny ability to quote my heroes! Vallejo yes, Neruda no, as I would say if I were leading a paramilitary group of poet guerrillas. <BR/><BR/>Do you find it as disturbing as me that these two stories could go on and get as little comment as they appear to have gotten? Am I going crazy, or is this a sign of some collapse of sensitivity that, that, that I don't know how to cope with!Roger Gathmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11257400843748041639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077210.post-29075490094194200462008-04-13T23:22:00.000+02:002008-04-13T23:22:00.000+02:00"Voy a hablar de la esperanza"Yo cría basta ahora ..."Voy a hablar de la esperanza"<BR/><BR/>Yo cría basta ahora que rodas las cosas del universo eran, inevitablemente, padros o hijos. Pero he aquí que mi dolor de hoy no es padre ni es hijo. Le falta espalda para anochecer, tanto como le sobra pecho para amanecer y si lo pusiesen en una estancia obscura, no daria luz y si lo pusiesen en una estancia luminosa, no echaria sombra. Hoy sufro suceda lo que suceda. Hoy sufro solamante.<BR/><BR/>I thought till now that all things of the universe were, inevitably, fathers or sons. But today I see that my pain is not that of a father or son. It is as lacking in spine at nightfall as it is supplied with courage at dawn, and if it were put in a dark room, it would not give light and if put in bright room, it would not cast a shadow. Today I suffer no matter what happens. Today I simply suffer.<BR/><BR/>(César Vallejo, trans. Margaret Sayers Peden)<BR/><BR/>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDkUlAE-MWQ<BR/><BR/>AmieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com