Research & Trump's Agenda & Like & Russian Writers & Is Tarantula Still in Print?

 We finished work early today, and I came back here to take care of business around 1:30. That business being getting hold of my CPAP supplier, and seeing CC. No word from her and no visits, I have to wonder what is going on. The knee is feeling much better than yesterday. Only the damned heat has me worn out. I got the call done; not the visit.

I got a rejection for latest revision of "Problem Solving":

Thank you for sending us "Problem Solving". We appreciate the chance to read it. Unfortunately, the piece is not for us.

Thanks again. Best of luck with this.

Sincerely,

Andrea Walker

Panoplyzine

 Being set in the waiting room of an abortion clinic, I think there may be no place for it.

I did get a law review article read, State Constitutional Rights and Democratic Proportionality . No writing today except on here.

From The Washington Post: Trump has unveiled an agenda of his own. He just doesn’t mention it much.

Do not vote Democrat. Do not vote for Crooked Joe,” Trump says. “Vote for Honest Donald.”

That is probably the best distillation of Trump’s agenda.

Yes, Donald the Honest Fraudster.

From The Hedgehog Review:  Like: A lack of confidence in language itself. Maybe I like too much, but this I do not dislike:

And to speak of character: The ways we learn to speak will say much about the men and women we will become. There is a certain kind of resolution, of self-knowledge, of discipline in bringing the soul to a rational and settled point, that is entailed in learning to use the precise words one needs when one speaks, no more and no less, and to pronounce them without hemming and hawing. It is the quality we find in all great oratory. We need to foster that quality in our own speech, especially our public speech. If we do, we will discover that composure in one’s speech can have a feedback effect, and foster composure in one’s soul.

I get confused too often with names. Vladimir Sorokin was a name I recognized but thought he was the one who wrote A Werewolf Problem in Central Russia. Nope, That was Victor Pelevin. Sorokin was the one I could not get at while in prison. No New Jersey library had Blue Lard. Anyway, I read  Michael Scott Moore's Warlike Dreams of the Primate: On Two New Translations of Vladimir Sorokin from the Los Angeles Review of Book with interest. Names I get wrong, but I was right about his notoriety.

Ideas that fuel a tyrant’s imagination, of course, might be violent or beautiful. They might derive from Akhmatova, Dostoevsky, Lenin, or their bizarre, corrupt imitations. They might be a mixture of all those ideas and every piece of internet junk that informs what we now call “artificial intelligence.” From this angle, Sorokin’s 25-year-old satire is still cutting-edge. He believes in the sunlike power of the imagination, but he’s also aware that Promethean art and invention can express—on a nuclear scale—the warlike dreams of the primate.

 I read Bob Dylan's Tarantula about 40 years ago. All I remember are the ampersands. I gave my copy to DM and I do not know if he still has it, or if he read it. This is the blurb on the website:

Written in 1966, Tarantula is a collection of poems and prose that evokes the turbulence of the times in which it was written, and gives a unique insight into Dylan's creative evolution. It captures Bob Dylan's preoccupations at a crucial juncture in his artistic development, showcasing the imagination of a folk poet laureate who was able to combine the humanity and compassion of his country roots with the playful surrealism of modern art. Angry, funny, and strange, the poems and prose in this collection reflect the concerns found in Dylan's most seminal music: a sense of protest, a verbal playfulness and spontaneity, and a belief in the artistic legitimacy of chronicling everyday life and eccentricity on the street.

Yeah. I guess it is still in print.

For some unknown reason, none that is obvious to my eye, it is on the Victoria University of Wellington Library webpage. And there are the ampersands: GUNS, THE FALCON'S MOUTHBOOK & GASHCAT UNPUNISHED.

Well, you don't need a weatherman to tell you how the wind blows, do you T2?

It is going on 9 pm. I want to work on some more posts and listen to Bo Diddley.

ch