Sing me no sad songs…..my heart bleeds for the joys of sin
I get up in the morning and seek the world I’m in…..
Marl Milian on CNN.com
http://www.cnn.com/2011/TECH/mobile/03/31/google.face/index.html?iref=allsearch
http://bschiff.com/ the rancid bastards ….. the true…..the dumb …… the honored creed…..the books I am pushing ….
……..They came to me in the night and and demanded that I do my bidding
One can get worn down by the processes of governance. One can get overly drunk on the the grand personas of grand personas. The derivatives of hell, the myopic mind numbing incandescent devils of the once upon a sweethearts parade, these flights of fancy, your favorite fido and my favorite slug of a useless star and hero….what better than to love the ones we love, act out on the ones we act out, drama the dramas of our time.
Its the stupid, stupid.
Its the ideology stupid.
Its the veneer of fine wine.
Bouncing heads spring out of a captivating music box…
The passing parade.
In Vanity Fair
Doubtful Accomplishments
Hubris Maximus: V.F.’s 2010 Cavalcade of Unforgettable Regrettables
http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/yearinreview/hubris-maximus-20101
The ubiquitous Trump. Who can resist. The entertaining monkey as megalomaniac.
On Mediaite
by Mark Joyella
The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards ….. the true.
The books I am pushing…..
Dominance Games: An Essay on Power A Novel …….. Lust Games: An Essay on Honor A Novel ………. Void Games: An Essay on Revenge A Novel …. coming soon
Who believes in rational policy? And upon whet rational rests your firm beliefs? Are you the master logician able to leap tall buildings in a single bound with the strengths of your abilities to match premise upon premise with masterful conclusion after masterful conclusion?
Perhaps, as a modern day Sherlock Holmes, you are the master detective striving and gritting and smoking out the true holy premise upon which to base your true holy thought.
No matter. In the end logic eludes and we circle and circle and drive dizziness to new heights. We delve into the minds of the masters of pious previous thought and the masters of previous pious power. They say always…be scared boy…be very scared. Be frozen girl…be very frozen. Accepted truths don’t have to be accepted truths. They just need to be convenient.
From The New Yorker
The Tyrant Tax by James Surowieck
http://www.newyorker.com/talk/financial/2011/03/07/110307ta_talk_surowiecki
From Harpers
By Slavoj Zizek
I know, I know….Anyone who distributes news and information has an agenda, is a mouthpiece, is annoying, bothers the hell out of people…..
Either they are old and moldy. Fat and comfortable. Puffed up, insulated and lazy. Callous free loaders who are agent provocateurs.
They might be young and on the make. They might be the wonders who translate events for a new news consuming public in a new news consuming environment.
We all have our favorites, our hates, our disposable clowns. So much information. So much endeavor. so many brave and fearless scribes who comfort the afflicted, afflict the comfortable. Who could be jaundiced.? Who can say they are not worth the prize of our attention?
Is journalism dead? Is it better? Is it sincere?
It does brave the questions of our survival.
Two views.: one hand wringing, one celebration. I’ll do both. One for fun. One in tribute to the solid stodgy set.
From The Columbia Journalism Review a month or two back:
http://www.cjr.org/editorial/beyond_the_facts.php
Roger Simon in Politico:
One could be a long time follower of the deceptive crafts, a long time lover of the of parochial crafts of the political operative. One can be a long time follower of all of the stars of all of the games, all of the felons of all of the games. The ribald, the antiquated, those with the endearing mouths full of fun and fancy, gibberish and noise …these make me proud. The grand and the intense, the frolicsome and the tedious, the major harmonies and bittersweet songs of the eminently sincere….these make me weep. The lure of a molten train wreck……the stuff of legend and the lifeblood of the passing scene.
Statistics, Damned statistics, damned lies. The godly rational saints give us all gusto and purpose.
Two examples of the world as it is lived.
Lynnell Hancock Columbia Journalism Review
http://www.cjr.org/cover_story/tested.php
From The Economist
http://www.economist.com/node/18483411
It takes a lot to be sure of a lot.
Its hard to be continually enthralled by the news and views that are out there for splendid perusal. The world is such a tough place. The big players are so demonstrably sparkling and barren, jaundiced and hypocritical, universally good and admired. A tough game life. Played smartly by the fit and the survivors. It is good to be a survivor. It is good to be a winner.
First everybody’s favorite little tax story. Look at the leverage. Look at the competition for stateless entities. And some don’t really like to game and trump the system. All for the greater good. Always and forever. And smartness and toughness is no crime. Let me in on the action.
David Kocieniewski in the New York Times:
From The Week Magazine:
http://theweek.com/article/index/213728/who-leads-the-war-in-libya
Surely there are rational informed people who understand international relations and the greater good and mutual respect and the concerns of men and women of good will everywhere.
My aim is erudition, awareness, cynicism, waste of nonsense. There is an abundance of the latter, a small smattering of the former. My heart goes with the nonsense…it is the more accessible and mundane, the honored creed. My gut goes with the former…..why not be a rancid bastard after all?
The books I am pushing…..
Dominance Games: An Essay on Power A Novel
Lust Games: An Essay on Honor A Novel
Void Games: An Essay on Revenge A Novel ….. coming this summer
information and availability: eBooks etc
http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/bschiff
Print versions
Dominance Games: An Essay on Power A Novel
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1460916069/ref=ord_cart_shr?ie=UTF8&m=ATVPDKIKX0DER
https://www.createspace.com/3563938
Lust Games: An essay on Honor A Novel
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1460925858/ref=ord_cart_shr?ie=UTF8&m=ATVPDKIKX0DER
http://www.createspace.com/3565665
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004SHEV74
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004SHEX0Y
Erudition, awareness, cynicism, nonsense. The latter, the former. We get what we get. We see what we see. We stroke what we stroke.
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More insightful information and commentary will be forthcoming
Lust Games / Void Games / Politics 
To think a world deeply
Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized with tags political commentary, political education, political fiction, politics, politics noir, power, writing on April 11, 2011 by B SchiffAlways the nature of fun and games. The workings of societies and systems soar the heart, spring the spirit. The bum outsiders know all and change is always needed and all unentrenched minions are never wont to not be open for the better worlds that await…..and await with dreamy fervor.
A simple game to get from A to B. The world changes. It sways in ways honorable and profound. Except when it does not. Those of good will are always wished well by those of good will. The guns matter…. all manner and stripe. The rancid little polka dot guns of simple salvation matter. Bang bang you are a dumb bastard.
Two views on things that are newly minted……an analysis of Italy….The grand Italians…..a tear for the structure and questions that seem to bear thought and warrant refection.
In The New Yorker. Booted by Tim Parks
http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/atlarge/2011/04/11/110411crat_atlarge_parks
The great paeans to the social tools of the new world. May they be so wonderful.
New York Review of Books
The Internet: For better or for Worse By Steve Coll
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2011/apr/07/internet-better-or-worse/
http://bschiff.com/ the rancid bastards ….. the true…..the dumb …… the honored creed…..the books I am pushing ….
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