Thursday, December 23, 2010

Daily Bleed for December 23rd

It roamed on earth many long nights & days,
Filled with a wonderful thirst,
& earth's boring songs could not ever replace
The sounds of heaven it lost.

— Mikhail Lermontov


Daily Bleed in full, 58 entries,
http://www.recollectionbooks.com/bleed/1223.htm

a few excerpts (it's late & I'm tired),

DECEMBER 23 -- SAMUEL MOCKBEE
Selfless, inspired architect to the "Other America."

Oaxa, Mexico: FEAST OF THE RADISHES.
Non-fat we trust.

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1617 -- Penal Envy?: First penal colony in North
America established in Virginia. (Sorry, Bill Clinton,
that is p-e-n-a-l, not p-e-n-i-s.)

'The soul is
the prison of
the body...'

— Michel Foucault,
Discipline & Punish

1860 -- Harriet Monroe, founder/longtime editor of
"Poetry" magazine, lives, Chicago, Illinois.

1870 -- "Downtown" John Marin lives. Stableman
in Alfred Stieglitz's "stable," second only to Georgia
O'Keeffe.

1877 -- Luigi Fabbri lives.
Professor, Italian anarchist, theorist, writer.

Contributed to "Umanita Nova", the
daily paper published by Errico Malatesta in
Milan, along with Gigi Damiani, Camillo Berneri,
Nella Giacometti, Armando Borghi, etc. Fabbri
escaped the fascist regime in 1926.
http://www.iisg.nl/archives/en/files/f/10748404full.php
http://flag.blackened.net/ksl/bullet11.htm#Fabbri

1888 -- Vincent Van Gogh cuts off his ear.

Lost one of his earphones,
so he didna need it anymore.

1902 --
"...one way all men are born
equal is in being born at least
a little bit crazy, some being
born more equal than others."

Norman Maclean (1902-1990) lives
Firefighter, fly-fisher, scholar,
storyteller. Author of A River Runs Through It.

Eventually, all things merge into one, & a river
runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great
flood & runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under
the rocks are the words, & some of the words are
theirs.

I am haunted by waters.

1918 -- US: Randolph Bourne dies.
American literary radical, anarchist.
It is in literature itself that Randolph Bourne
appears most unforgettably, in a haunting
stanza from 1919 (1932), centerpiece of
the U.S.A. trilogy by John Dos Passos:

This little sparrowlike man,
tiny twisted bit of flesh in a black cape,
always in pain & ailing,
put a pebble in his sling,
& hit Goliath squarely in the forehead with it.
. . . If any man has a ghost,
Bourne has a ghost,
a tiny twisted unscared ghost in a black cloak
hopping along the grimy old brick & brownstone streets
still left in downtown New York,
crying out in a shrill soundless giggle:

War is the health of the State.

http://recollectionbooks.com/bleed/05ref.htm#30/1886

1944 -- US: Architect to the poor Samuel "Sambo"
Mockbee lives (1944-2001), Meridian, Mississippi.
Educated young designers about the social responsibilities
of architecture. Posthumously awarded the American
Institute of Architects' (AIA) Gold Medal.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_Mockbee

1952 -- Russia: Vasily Eroshenko (1890-1952) dies.
A blind anarchist, novelist, translator, & an important
figure in the Esperanto Movement.
http://recollectionbooks.com/bleed/Encyclopedia/EroshenkoVasily.htm
http://recollectionbooks.com/bleed/gallery/galleryindex.htm#Esperanto

1953 -- North Korea: 21 American POWs
refuse to come home.

1954 -- England: Bertrand Russell broadcasts
on "Man's Peril" — the H-bomb.

"One of the symptoms of an
approaching nervous
breakdown is the belief that
one's work is terribly
important. "

— Bertrand Russell (1872-1970)

http://www.mcmaster.ca/russdocs/russell.htm
http://dwardmac.pitzer.edu/Anarchist_Archives/bright/russell/

1966 -- Beloved & Respected Comrade Leader
Catholic Cardinal Spellman arrives in Vietnam for
a five-day Christmas visit, stating US troops are
there for the

"defense, protection, & salvation not only of
our country, but...of civilization itself."

Who says there is no shame, eh, George?

1972 -- The Real Dirt?: Charles Atlas, body
builder, dies at 79 after some weak skinny creep kicks
sand in his face.

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HALLIE FLANAGAN 1997 SAINT
Purveyor of Depression-era, socially-
conscious theater.
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"Whenever people agree with me, I
always feel I must be wrong."

— Oscar Wilde

— anti-BasementTime, 1997-3000, more or less

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