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Lust Games: The pangs of past regret

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , on May 7, 2011 by B Schiff

And again the night comes and the day breaks and the story unfolds.  And again the parties interact and the trends trend and at the bottom of the pile is that long lamented world gone by.  It was different then.  In ways that were special.  In ways that were good and sincere, lovely and tenacious.  Charm rang us awake.  Hope put us to sleep.  Things were better then.

The sun was brighter then. The days drifted with the clouds then and there was a smile in the air.  Bonds were stronger then.  Fabrics were tougher, more prone to endure.  Thoughts were more thoughtful then, more rational.  Principles were more principled .  The honorable were more honorable.

The laments of past foolishness hurt much deeper, then.  The pangs of past regret ran stronger.  The path from then to now was much clearer then, much clearer.  The virtues were more virtuous then.  The then was not as good.

Two from Harper’s Index

Harpers Index Feb 2011

Harpers Index April 2011

http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/04/page/0013

http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/02/page/0013

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Dominance Games: The pangs of past regret

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , on May 7, 2011 by B Schiff

And again the night comes and the day breaks and the story unfolds.  And again the parties interact and the trends trend and at the bottom of the pile is that long lamented world gone by.  It was different then.  In ways that were special.  In ways that were good and sincere, lovely and tenacious.  Charm rang us awake.  Hope put us to sleep.  Things were better then.

The sun was brighter then. The days drifted with the clouds then and there was a smile in the air.  Bonds were stronger then.  Fabrics were tougher, more prone to endure.  Thoughts were more thoughtful then, more rational.  Principles were more principled .  The honorable were more honorable.

The laments of past foolishness hurt much deeper, then.  The pangs of past regret ran stronger.  The path from then to now was much clearer then, much clearer.  The virtues were more virtuous then.  The then was not as good.

Two from Harper’s Index

Harpers Index Feb 2011

Harpers Index April 2011

http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/04/page/0013

http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/02/page/0013

http://bschiff.com/   the rancid bastards ….. the true…..the dumb ……  the honored creed…..

Dominance Games: Void Me

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , on May 5, 2011 by B Schiff

To be the messenger of the gods and informed the uninformed newly.  To be a potion mixer, a torture fixer, a redoubtable waste of uninspiring talent.  To ramble, to indulge, to be facetious, fatuous and debonair.   Fix the story blindly and model it in perfume.  Be an eerie piece of dirt in the loving muck, a dainty charlatan and buffoon.

Touch me.  Feel me.  Make me over and give me breakfast.  Treat me with affection.  Cherish my gratitude.  Picture me my pictures.  Speak me my words.  Envelope me well.  I love a long night with its comforts and joys.

The right practice of right practice is upon us.  Users pay and the users play.  Users use and users tell.  The power is to the user.  The user knows … the constant user knows…the democratized user knows…the common among us know.  Through sham and pretense, claustrophobia and hype the world is awash with informed common sense keeping up appearances and keeping  down wretched excess….. it is one damned big rancid circus after all …  blessing the beasts and the children.

The mornings know.  The paths to hot and hell, cool and low, to slumber and back know.  The bored to death and the spoon fed sick slick know.    The monster never sleeps.  All is known.  All is seen.  Hardy shame for those who are not…… Vivaciousness is the key.  Vital organs are key.  Eyes here there and eyes everywhere…

It is good to be free and smart and basking in dumb enlightened in times of joyous rays of godlike sun.  Be a proud seeker of the holy grail.  Move me.  Feed me.  Fondle me.  Make me cry.  I learn because I am.

Patrick B. Pexton  Washington Post

http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/a-journalists-no-1-platform-neutral-duty/2011/04/29/AFi1KyGF_story.html

From Columbia Journalism Review

http://www.cjr.org/news_meeting/what_are_americas_most_essenti.php

The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.

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Dominance Games: The kindness of others

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , on May 4, 2011 by B Schiff

Nobody knows nothin.  Talk talk talk.   Fictions grow and then recede and then grow again.  Enter the universal interpreters who tell us the world is as it is supposed to be and the track of things only frays around the edges.  Scare tactics and violent tactics and dead certainties know that the general narrative of our lives changes only slowly and in simple ways reflecting only the lack of product or energy or means of existence.

Small things these, that matter not to the core tides of history.  The core tides of history, the dead certainties of identity and narrative and home and country fit all of the regular patterns of a world in molasses.  War and peace, threat and disintegration… the primitive’s preserve.  They are, the primitives, the exotic who come in from the stone age…. at what price…. corruption, moral corruption, general blindness, wishful thinking, ….the befits of instability and diffusion of organized power. Better than Christmas and Valentines Day.  The gifts of false purpose.

Corruption of motive is long a certain thing.  The blindness of interpretation is a keeper.  Hell for losers.  Tis tough enough to win.  The lost lost losers need their own narratives.  Trust in the kindness of others.  Go in many pretty circles.  Wait for good publicity.

Central American drugs.

The Economist

http://www.economist.com/node/18560287

Terrorism and us

Peter Beinart The Daily Beast

http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2011-05-02/osama-bin-ladens-death-time-to-end-war-on-terror/#

The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.

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Dominance Games: Yesterday’s toys

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , on May 3, 2011 by B Schiff

So.  Now we have a moment in time.  It is a fine and great moment…a moment that can be a magic springboard and springboard us back to the very best versions of our very best selves.  It can be a springboard to the very best selves that we hold dear and deep in our hearts, the ones we think of when we day dream and are heroic.

We are teary eyed wonders saluting our flags of strength and it is not by accident that we brave many things in order to envision the best of natures noblemen and women.  Honor fulfilled, large injustices not metastasized, as one we cherish our common suffering and our common courage and valor.  Oh but were that my exploits could be chivalrous and true.  Oh but were I a standard bearer for the sure and true.  My heart would sing forever.

We tell our selves.  We tell our selves again and again.  Oh, but were that me, the soldier of soldiers, the brave stoic soldier of soldiers.  Oh that the moment in time to be good is here again.   Oh that it is a moment of no frustration, of no foolishness, of no ass backwards behavior.  Oh, if only.

As have been many that have come before, so often, so hard charging, so eminently luminous…..the past is prologue.  It sets that which must come next.  Our past was yesterday.  It will not bear on tomorrow.   Our reactions harsh and fearful and weak.  Our past small, narrow and petty.

We come from hard times and look through many prisms.  There has been frustration and false premise.  There has been false horizons and false dawns.  Actors act.  They wonder.  They cannot see yesterday.  They cannot see tomorrow.

Yesterday’s toys.

David Frum…The Week

http://theweek.com/article/index/214436/life-in-the-real-world

Roger Simon…Politico

http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0411/53477.html

The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.

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Lust Games: Yesterday’s toys

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , on May 3, 2011 by B Schiff

So.  Now we have a moment in time.  It is a fine and great moment…a moment that can be a magic springboard and springboard us back to the very best versions of our very best selves.  It can be a springboard to the very best selves that we hold dear and deep in our hearts, the ones we think of when we day dream and are heroic.

We are teary eyed wonders saluting our flags of strength and it is not by accident that we brave many things in order to envision the best of natures noblemen and women.  Honor fulfilled, large injustices not metastasized, as one we cherish our common suffering and our common courage and valor.  Oh but were that my exploits could be chivalrous and true.  Oh but were I a standard bearer for the sure and true.  My heart would sing forever.

We tell our selves.  We tell our selves again and again.  Oh, but were that me, the soldier of soldiers, the brave stoic soldier of soldiers.  Oh that the moment in time to be good is here again.   Oh that it is a moment of no frustration, of no foolishness, of no ass backwards behavior.  Oh, if only.

As have been many that have come before, so often, so hard charging, so eminently luminous…..the past is prologue.  It sets that which must come next.  Our past was yesterday.  It will not bear on tomorrow.   Our reactions harsh and fearful and weak.  Our past small, narrow and petty.

We come from hard times and look through many prisms.  There has been frustration and false premise.  There has been false horizons and false dawns.  Actors act.  They wonder.  They cannot see yesterday.  They cannot see tomorrow.

Yesterday’s toys.

David Frum…The Week

http://theweek.com/article/index/214436/life-in-the-real-world

Roger Simon…Politico

http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0411/53477.html

The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.

http://bschiff.com/

Dominance Games: Yesterday's toys

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , on May 3, 2011 by B Schiff

So.  Now we have a moment in time.  It is a fine and great moment…a moment that can be a magic springboard and springboard us back to the very best versions of our very best selves.  It can be a springboard to the very best selves that we hold dear and deep in our hearts, the ones we think of when we day dream and are heroic.

We are teary eyed wonders saluting our flags of strength and it is not by accident that we brave many things in order to envision the best of natures noblemen and women.  Honor fulfilled, large injustices not metastasized, as one we cherish our common suffering and our common courage and valor.  Oh but were that my exploits could be chivalrous and true.  Oh but were I a standard bearer for the sure and true.  My heart would sing forever.

We tell our selves.  We tell our selves again and again.  Oh, but were that me, the soldier of soldiers, the brave stoic soldier of soldiers.  Oh that the moment in time to be good is here again.   Oh that it is a moment of no frustration, of no foolishness, of no ass backwards behavior.  Oh, if only.

As have been many that have come before, so often, so hard charging, so eminently luminous…..the past is prologue.  It sets that which must come next.  Our past was yesterday.  It will not bear on tomorrow.   Our reactions harsh and fearful and weak.  Our past small, narrow and petty.

We come from hard times and look through many prisms.  There has been frustration and false premise.  There has been false horizons and false dawns.  Actors act.  They wonder.  They cannot see yesterday.  They cannot see tomorrow.

Yesterday’s toys.

David Frum…The Week

http://theweek.com/article/index/214436/life-in-the-real-world

Roger Simon…Politico

http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0411/53477.html

The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.

http://bschiff.com/

Noble dreams flirting

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , , , on April 27, 2011 by B Schiff

Let the workers and the hardy beware.  Let the stern and the staunch beware.  The right way to go about the right things is the right way.  The earnestness which which to pursue earnest goals is earnest.  Dream the dream.  It is a good dream.  It is not a dream worth waking from.  It is a sturdy little devil.  It stands for all goodly things.  It is a lustful dream full of lust for the good, lust for the right, lust for the true.  A compact little dream this .  A compact little dream factory of a compact little dream this.  A dreamers little dreamy dream.  A dream.

The one.  The many.  Good for all.  Good for me.  Goodness goodness all around.  All purposeful goodness all around.  All purposeful goodness, all purposeful poisoned pens of goodness all around.  As always…it is good to be good.

Good dreams walking

Newsweek….Rick Marin and Tony Dokoupi

http://www.newsweek.com/2011/04/17/dead-suit-walking.html

Noble dreams flirting

The Economist ….Direct Democracy…..Vox populi or hoi polloi?

http://www.economist.com/node/18584396?story_id=18584396

The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.

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Happy cruelties behind the curtain

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , , , on April 26, 2011 by B Schiff

So the gets are gotten.  The world is ours.  There is the surging march of the gentle tides of gentle history… the light of shining dreams and happy diversions, the constant light, the complacent light.  Happiness fulfilled.   Society successful.  Values given value give  toys of the boys and whirls of the girls.

An honored place this little piece of heaven ours.  Of respect, of standing, of aspiration, of good aspiration.   A meaningful endeavor  is a meaningful haunt.  Aspiration.  Staunch achievement.  A good clean world to have and to hold.   A safe world.  An honest safe new world.  Better than the rest.

from The Economist…Cyber Stalking

http://www.economist.com/node/18584386?story_id=18584386

Andrew Hill   Financial Times….greed is good

The Week….Financial Times

The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.

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Kings and things

Posted in Commentary, News, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 24, 2011 by B Schiff

So what’s what?  So we know the issues, the stories, the problems.  We know the fears, the contradictions, the prejudices, the tall tales told by the tale tellers.  We get the flack.  We all know that the damned bastards are to blame, that the damned bastards don’t give a rat’s behind for the good of anyone but themselves.  If I were only king of the damned world, we say.  If I were only king of the damned world.  Then things would ge better, we say.  Then things would be a damned sight better.

Sun beams and moon beams frolic together on a merry mist as the bunnies and squirrels dance around the may pole and the little chipmunks do cartwheels 9in the park of our imaginations.

If only I were king of the world, we say,  Then candy canes and marshmallows would be floating in the sky.

If only.

Two for simple answers.

From The Atlantic

http://www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2011/04/should-big-banks-be-regulated-as-utilities/237342/

http://www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2010/12/us-education-is-much-better-than-you-think/68635/

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