"I viewed the morning with much alarm;
The British Museum had lost its charm."
* Vide that phrase in this journal.
"A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one."
"I viewed the morning with much alarm;
The British Museum had lost its charm."
* Vide that phrase in this journal.
"A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one."
* See references in this journal to the classic Fritz Leiber story.
The following is adapted from a 2011 post—
* The title, that of a Fritz Leiber story, is suggested by
the above picture of the symmetry axes of the square.
Click "Continued" above for further details. See also
last Wednesday's Cuber.
Background— Why Me? and the Fritz Leiber story "Damnation Morning."
The story, about the afterlife of a dead drunk, contains an intriguing dark lady.
Related material — Search for the Spider Woman.
See also Julie Taymor in an interview published last Dec. 12 —
“I’ve got two Broadway shows, a feature film, and Mozart,’’ she said.
“It’s a very interesting place to be and to be able to move back and forth,
but at a certain point you have to be able to step outside and see,’’
and here she dropped her voice to a tranquil whisper, “it’s just theater.
It’s all theater. It’s all theater. The whole thing is theater.’’
— and search for Taymor + Spider in this journal.
Happy Shakespeare's Birthday.
"Yes, you'll be goin' loco
down in Acapulco,
the magic down there
is so strong."
This song is from the 1988 film "Buster."
(Wikipedia: "Buster is a 1988 British
romantic crime comedy-drama
based on events from the Great Train Robbery,
starring Phil Collins….")
For a related religious use of that name —
"Look, Buster, do you want to live?" —
see Fritz Leiber's "Damnation Morning."
Yesterday, January 30, 2024, was Phil Collins's birthday.
"All work and no play . . ."
Sunday, November 15, 2015
|
See as well "Livingstone" in this journal.
Some related mathematical windmills —
For the eight-limbed star at the top of the quaternion array She drew from her handbag a pale grey gleaming implement that looked by quick turns to me like a knife, a gun, a slim sceptre, and a delicate branding iron—especially when its tip sprouted an eight-limbed star of silver wire. “The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing. “Yes, to determine whether you can live in the fourth dimension or only die in it.” — Fritz Leiber, short story, 1959 |
See as well . . .
"How old is the 'Big Spider Beck' joke?"
From "Blackboard Jungle" (1955) —
Teacher:
– You see, music is based on mathematics,
and it's just that the next class …
is a little more advanced.
Students:
– We're advanced, teach.
– Two times two is four.
– Are four.
See also Damnation Morning in this journal and . . .
For Bird Day . . .
A tweet from Scott Edelman on November 12, 2020 —
This journal on the above tweet date —
Damonizing Your Opponent
Excerpt from Fritz Leiber’s “Damnation Morning,” 1959:
“Time traveling . . . is not quite the good clean boyish fun
it’s cracked up to be . . . ."
"… were it not that I have bad dreams" — Hamlet
See references in this journal to
"Nightmare Alley" and "Damnation Morning."
See also an adapted AA saying in this evening's previous post,
and Mary Karr in a "Damnation Morning" post.
The two symbols on the monolith
may, if one likes, be interpreted
as standing for Damnation Morning
and for the Windmill of Time.
* "Award-winning fashion icon."
— Harvard Graduate School of Design
A passage suggested by the previous post, Box Office:
From the 1959 Fritz Leiber story "Damnation Morning" — She looked at me and then nodded. She said carefully, “The person you killed or doomed is still in the room.” An aching impulse twisted me a little. “Maybe I should try to go back––” I began. “Try to go back and unite the selves . . .” “It’s too late now,” she repeated. “But I want to,” I persisted. “There’s something pulling at me, like a chain hooked to my chest.” She smiled unpleasantly. “Of course there is,” she said. “It’s the vampire in you—the same thing that drew me to your room or would draw any Spider or Snake. The blood scent of the person you killed or doomed.” |
A book first published by Doubleday in 1979:
From Fritz Leiber's 1959 sci-fi classic "Damnation Morning" —
She drew from her handbag a pale grey
gleaming implement that looked by quick turns
to me like a knife, a gun, a slim sceptre, and a
delicate branding iron— especially when its tip
sprouted an eight-limbed star of silver wire.
“The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing.
“Yes, to determine whether you can live in the
fourth dimension or only die in it.”
See also Philanthropic Numerology (St. Luke's Day, 2012).
“Chaos is order yet undeciphered.”
— The novel The Double , by José Saramago,
on which the recent film "Enemy" was based
For Louise Bourgeois — a post from the date of Galois's death—
For Toronto — Scene from a film that premiered there on Sept. 8, 2013:
Related material: This journal on that date, Sept. 8, 2013:
"I still haven't found what I'm looking for." — Bono
"In fact Surrealism found what it had been looking for
from the first in the 1920 collages [by Max Ernst],
which introduced an entirely original scheme of
visual structure…."
— Rosalind Krauss quoting André Breton*
in "The Master's Bedroom"
* "Artistic Genesis and Perspective of Surrealism"
(1941), in Surrealism and Painting (New York,
Harper & Row, 1972, p. 64).
See also Damnation Morning in this journal.
From today's 3 AM (ET) post "Quote":
“You’ve got to decide which side of the cross you’re on."
Perhaps both? See yesterday morning's Jerusalem Post —
"Although he was one of Israel’s best known
secular, leftwing bohemians, he achieved
some of his greatest success as an actor
playing as ultra-Orthodox and national-religious
characters."
See also a similar ambiguity in Damnation Morning.
Serge Lang, Collected Papers, Vol. 4 , p. 179—
"I find it appropriate to quote here a historical
comment made by Halberstam…."
This is Heini Halberstam, who reportedly died
on January 25, 2014.
I find it appropriate to quote here an unhistorical
comment made by a fictional character —
“The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing.
“Yes, to determine whether you can live
in the fourth dimension or only die in it.”
— From Fritz Leiber's classic story
"Damnation Morning"
The Leiber quote was suggested by the posts
in this journal on the day of Halberstam's death.
From Fritz Leiber's 1959 sci-fi classic "Damnation Morning" —
She drew from her handbag a pale grey
gleaming implement that looked by quick turns
to me like a knife, a gun, a slim sceptre, and a
delicate branding iron— especially when its tip
sprouted an eight-limbed star of silver wire.
“The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing.
“Yes, to determine whether you can live in the
fourth dimension or only die in it.”
Related 1962 drama from the Twilight Zone —
"He's a physicist, maybe he can help us out."
See also Step.
The premiere of the Lily Collins film Abduction
(see previous post) was reportedly in Sydney, Australia,
on August 23, 2011.
From that date in this journal—
For the eight-limbed star at the top of the quaternion array above, She drew from her handbag a pale grey gleaming implement that looked by quick turns to me like a knife, a gun, a slim sceptre, and a delicate branding iron—especially when its tip sprouted an eight-limbed star of silver wire. “The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing. “Yes, to determine whether you can live in the fourth dimension or only die in it.” — Fritz Leiber, short story, 1959 |
Related material from Wikipedia, suggested by the reference quoted
in this morning's post to "a four-dimensionalist (perdurantist) ontology"—
"… perdurantism also applies if one believes there are temporal
but non-spatial abstract entities (like immaterial souls…)."
"… It raced down the gossamer curtain of Its webbing,
a nightmare Spider from beyond time and space,
a Spider from beyond the fevered imaginings of
whatever inmates may live in the deepest depths of hell.
No, Bill thought coldly, not a Spider either, not really,
but this shape isn’t one It picked out of our minds;
it’s just the closest our minds can come to
(the deadlights)
whatever It really is."
— Stephen King, It (Sept. 15, 1986)
Related horror by Fritz Leiber—
"The Mind Spider" and "Damnation Morning."
Related fiction by Mark Helprin—
As a perceptive reviewer has noted, Helprin's title is
almost a verse from the song "Danny Boy."
See, too, the Danny Boy of The Shining ,
who returns tomorrow in a sequel, Doctor Sleep .
From February 24, 2005:
The above three-part image may be viewed as a tribute to
Jerusalem Day (today), to Saul Bass, or to Spider Jerusalem.
(See related posts and Damnation Morning.)
Surreal requiem for the late Jonathan Winters:
"They 'burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars,'
as Jack Kerouac once wrote. It was such a powerful
image that Wal-Mart sells it as a jigsaw puzzle."
— "When the Village Was the Vanguard,"
by Henry Allen, in today's Wall Street Journal
See also Damnation Morning and the picture in
yesterday evening's remarks on art:
(Damnation Morning, continued)
For the late, great Bebo Valdés, who
reportedly died on Friday in Stockholm:
"Mr. Valdés never returned to Cuba. He played piano
in Stockholm hotel lounges for more than three decades."
— Ben Ratliff in this morning's New York Times
Source: Rudolf Koch, The Book of Signs
The American Mathematical Society
(AMS) yesterday:
Lars Hörmander (1931-2012) Hörmander, who received a Fields Medal in 1962, |
Some related material:
See also posts on Damnation Morning and, from the
date of Hörmander's death,
Yesterday's online Los Angeles Times
on a film that inspired recent protests in Cairo—
The film… was shown on June 23
to an audience of less than 10
at a theater on Hollywood Boulevard,
a source familiar with the screening said….
The screening was at The Vine Theater,
which rents itself out for private screenings,
said one person involved in the theater.
An image from this journal on that same day, June 23—
Source: Rudolf Koch, The Book of Signs
For some background on the symbol, see Damnation Morning.
See also Don Henley's Hollywood hymn "Garden of Allah."
Update of 8 PM Sept. 13, 2012—
Other sources give the film's screening date not as June 23,
2012, but rather as June 30, 2012. (BBC News, LAWEEKLY blogs)
The following post from this journal on that date may or
may not have some religious relevance.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Filed under: Uncategorized — m759 @ 7:20 PM "… to snare the spirits of mankind in nets of magic" — The aim of the artist, according to Thomas Wolfe Related entertainment— High-minded— Many Dimensions . Not so high-minded— The Cosmic Cube . |
From her left arm hung a black handbag that closed with a drawstring and from which protruded the tip of a silvery object about which I found myself apprehensively curious. Her right arm was raised and bent, the elbow touching the door frame, the hand brushing back the very dark bangs from her forehead to show me the sigil, as if that had a bearing on her question. The sigil was an eight-limbed asterisk made of fine dark lines and about as big as a silver dollar. An X superimposed on a plus sign. It looked permanent.
Except for the bangs she wore her hair pinned up. Her ears were flat, thin-edged, and nicely shaped, with the long lobes that in Chinese art mark the philosopher. Small square silver flats with rounded corners ornamented them. Her face might have been painted by Toulouse-Lautrec or Degas. The skin was webbed with very fine lines; the eyes were darkly shadowed and there was a touch of green on the lids (Egyptian?—I asked myself); her mouth was wide, tolerant, but realistic. Yes, beyond all else, she seemed realistic. |
You’re not afraid to show yourself at your lowest ebb. In Lit, you stop breast-feeding because you’ve started drinking again. You describe yourself hiding in a closet with a bottle of whiskey, a bottle of Listerine, and a spit bowl. It’s not a proud moment. The temptation in Lit was to either make myself seedy or show some glamour. But there wasn’t any. It was just dark, dark, dark for days. Ugly. Were you surprised by how deeply people related to this dark stuff? If I’m doing my job then I’m able to make the strange seem familiar. Bad memoirs try to make the strange stranger, to provide something for people to gawk at. I try to create an experience where no matter how bizarre something is, it seems normal. I don’t want readers to balk, I want them to be in the experience. My goal isn’t for people to go, “Oh, poor little Mary Karr,” but rather to have the reader go, “I can be an asshole too,” or just to have enthusiasm for the possibility for change. |
(Continued from yesterday evening)
On Max Bialystock's Spider-Man Godspell Seminar—
"… for surrealism to be entertaining
onstage, it must be shaped into
some kind of satisfying form."
— Charles Isherwood
in today's New York Times
(RSS: Wed, 16 May 2012 00:37:17 GMT)
From Fritz Leiber's 1959 story "Damnation Morning" —
She drew from her handbag a pale grey gleaming
implement that looked by quick turns to me
like a knife, a gun, a slim sceptre, and a delicate
branding iron— especially when its tip sprouted
an eight-limbed star of silver wire.
“The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing.
“Yes, to determine whether you can live
in the fourth dimension or only die in it.”
Microsoft plans Windows 8 compatibility with mobile devices
"This won't be just another upgrade. Windows 8 is nothing less than the linchpin to Microsoft's strategy for keeping Windows relevant— if not resurgent— as the shift to the post-PC computing era unfolds.
'The stakes are huge,' says Charles King, principal analyst at research firm Pund-IT. 'The company must play outside its comfort zone, but if Microsoft succeeds, the potential opportunities could be significant.'"
— Byron Acohido in USA TODAY this evening
Yesterday's 7:20 AM Google News—
From Cliff Robertson's 1958 TV classic "Days of Wine and Roses"—
From Fritz Leiber's 1959 sci-fi classic "Damnation Morning" —
She drew from her handbag a pale grey gleaming implement
that looked by quick turns to me like a knife, a gun,
a slim sceptre, and a delicate branding iron— especially when
its tip sprouted an eight-limbed star of silver wire.
“The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing.
“Yes, to determine whether you can live in the fourth dimension or only die in it.”
Related remarks —
For the eight-limbed star at the top of the quaternion array above,
see "Damnation Morning" in this journal—
She drew from her handbag a pale grey gleaming implement that looked by quick turns to me like a knife, a gun, a slim sceptre, and a delicate branding iron—especially when its tip sprouted an eight-limbed star of silver wire. “The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing. “Yes, to determine whether you can live in the fourth dimension or only die in it.” — Fritz Leiber, short story, 1959
See also Feb. 19, 2011.
For Ms. Julie and the Pope
For Ms. Julie:
Nuevas Banderas in this journal…
Click on image
for details.
See also Balakrishnan's Last Problem—
For the Pope:
Now playing; click poster for details.
See also "Damnation Morning" in this journal—
She drew from her handbag a pale grey gleaming implement that looked by quick turns to me like a knife, a gun, a slim sceptre, and a delicate branding iron—especially when its tip sprouted an eight-limbed star of silver wire. “The test?” I faltered, staring at the thing. “Yes, to determine whether you can live in the fourth dimension or only die in it.” — Fritz Leiber, short story, 1959
* For a time-leap from Leiber's 1959 to Hollywood's 2011, see yesterday's
Marginal Remarks, "The God particle ?" and a different Banderas.
Q— Why is this night different from all other nights?
A—
Click on Hebrew for commentary.
See also a simpler Christian midrash—
"Who Was the Mysterious Death Angel?"
Q— Why is Leaving Las Vegas different from all other movies?
A—
Hotel bedroom in Leaving Las Vegas (1995)
Midrash— Romancing the Junction and Damnation Morning—
"… this woman with the sigil on her forehead looked in on me from the open doorway of the hotel bedroom where I'd hidden myself and the bottles and asked me, 'Look, Buster, do you want to live?'"
From “This Week’s Hype II,” a post at Peter Woit’s physics weblog this afternoon, a comment—
TedUnger says:
March 17, 2011 at 5:34 pm
“… there’s been nothing from these CERN scientists
except some lousy boring data on physics!
They better at least give us some time travel or else!
You know that is what Joe Public is thinking.”
The commenter’s identity is not clear. Even less clear is the identity of his subject, Joe Public.
For some remarks on time travel from literature rather than science, see “Damnation Morning” in this journal.
Erin O’Connor’s St. Patrick’s Day post this morning says,
“[Roddy] Doyle’s take on the Irish struggle for independence,
A Star Called Henry , has a lovely touch of magical realism.”
Note that the remarks by Henry Baker in this morning’s post here were dated Thursday, 11 September 1913.
Related material—
Yet they were of a different kind
The names that stilled your childish play,
They have gone about the world like wind,
But little time had they to pray
For whom the hangman’s rope was spun,
And what, God help us, could they save:
Romantic Ireland’s dead and gone,
It’s with O’Leary in the grave.
William Butler Yeats, “September 1913“
The following link was suggested by
this morning's Now Lens and noon's Citizen Julie—
Related material— Damnation Morning and Punch Line.
In today's Wall Street Journal , Peter Woit reviews a new book on dark matter and dark energy.
For a more literary approach, see "dark materials" in this journal.
Before thir eyes in sudden view appear The secrets of the hoarie deep, a dark Illimitable Ocean without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and highth, And time and place are lost; where eldest Night And Chaos, Ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal Anarchie, amidst the noise Of endless warrs and by confusion stand. For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four Champions fierce Strive here for Maistrie, and to Battel bring amidst the noise Thir embryon Atoms.... ... Into this wilde Abyss, The Womb of nature and perhaps her Grave, Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire, But all these in thir pregnant causes mixt Confus'dly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless th' Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more Worlds, Into this wilde Abyss the warie fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while, Pondering his Voyage.... -- John Milton, Paradise Lost , Book II
Related material:
1. The “spider” symbol of Fritz Leiber’s short story “Damnation Morning”—
2. Angels and demons here and in the Catholic Church.
3. The following diagram by one “John Opsopaus”—
On a conference at the New School for Social Research on Friday and Saturday, December 3rd and 4th, 2010—
"This conference is part of the early stages in the formation of a lexicon of political concepts. It will be the 5th in a series of conferences started in Tel Aviv University. The project is guided by one formal principle: we pose the Socratic question "what is x?", and by one theatrical principle: the concepts defined should be relevant to political thought…."
[The conference is not unrelated to the New York Times philosophy series "The Stone." Connoisseurs of coincidence— or, as Pynchon would have it, "chums of chance"— may read the conclusion of this series, titled "Stoned," in the light of the death on December 26th (St. Stephen's Day) of Matthew Lipman, creator of the "philosophy for children" movement. Many New York Times readers will, of course, be ignorant of the death by stoning of St. Stephen
Beloit College Nuremberg Chronicle
commemorated on December 26th. They should study Acts of the Apostles— Chapter 6 and Chapter 7.]
Meanwhile, in this journal—
For some background on the Dec. 4th link to "Damnation Morning," see "Why Me?"
For some political background, see "Bright Star"+"Dark Lady" in this journal.
* The title refers to a story by Fritz Leiber.
(True Grid continued)
"They're gonna put me in the movies,
They're gonna make a big star out of me…"
“Thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.”
Twelfth Night , Act V, Sc. I [text]
See also this journal on Twelfth Night, 2011.
* Background:
The Changewar stories of Fritz Leiber, including Big Time and "Damnation Morning."
The Shakespearean fool of Dec. 30 is also not without relevance.
Yesterday's New York Lottery— Midday 042, Evening 919.
Here 042 may be seen as referring to New York's 42nd Street…
Below, West 42nd St., facing north, from yesterday's New York Times—
Related material —
That story is part of the Change War saga by Fritz Leiber, notably represented by Leiber's 1957 novel The Big Time.
See also Comic Book Resources on the new comic-book series Spider-Man: Big Time—
CBR: “Big Time” is this title of this new era of “Amazing Spider-Man.” Why choose that title? What exactly is it referring to?
DAN SLOTT: “Big Time” refers to more than “Amazing Spider-Man,” it also refers to other Spider-Projects: “Astonishing Spider-Man/Iron Man,” the new Norman Osborn mini, and the all-new “Spider-Girl!” With “Amazing,” “Big Time” takes on a lot of meanings. In this book, everything is bigger: bigger stakes for Peter Parker, bigger threats for Spider-Man, and a much bigger comic. We are expanding to 30 pages of material, twice a month!
As for yesterday's evening NY lottery number 919, see 9/19.
From a Spider:
Criss Angel Celebrates His Birthday,
Long Story, and
From the Web:
From a Spider Web:
Damnation Morning
(the complete story),
Hitler Plans Burning Man
("What the hell is next?"),
NEXT,
and Vegas Angel.
There must be…
50 ways to leave Las Vegas.
— Blake
“… the moment is not
properly an atom of time
but an atom of eternity.
It is the first reflection
of eternity in time, its first
attempt, as it were, at
stopping time….”
— Kierkegaard
Symmetry Axes
of the Square:
From the cover of the |
A Monolith
for Kierkegaard: |
Todo lo sé por el lucero puro
que brilla en la diadema de la Muerte.
— Rubén Darío
Related material:
The deaths of
Ernest Hemingway
on the morning of
Sunday, July 2, 1961,
and of Alexis Arguello
on the morning of
Wednesday, July 1, 2009.
See also philosophy professor
Clancy Martin in the
London Review of Books
(issue dated July 9, 2009)
on AA members as losers—
“the ‘last men,’ the nihilists,
the hopeless ones.”
The Dissertations of Maximus Tyrius, translated from the Greek by Thomas Taylor, printed by C. Whittingham, London, for the translator, 1804, Vol. II, p. 55:
"You see the mutation of bodies, and the transition of generation, a path upwards and downwards according to Heraclitus; and again, as he says, one thing living the death, but dying the life of another. Thus fire lives the death of earth, and air lives the death of fire; water lives the death of air, and earth lives the death of water. You see a succession of life, and a mutation of bodies, both of which are the renovation of the whole."
For an interpretation
of the above figure
in terms of the classical
four elements discussed
in Four Quartets,
in Dissertations, and
in Angels & Demons,
see
Notes on Mathematics
and Narrative.
For a more entertaining
interpretation, see Fritz Leiber's
classic story "Damnation Morning."
The Child Trap
See E! Online, March 18 — Lindsay Lohan Remembers Parent Trap Mum
See also
For those who like such things, an excellent Marxist analysis of Watchmen from another fan:
Whitson, Roger. “Panelling Parallax: The Fearful Symmetry of Alan Moore and William Blake.” ImageTexT: Interdisciplinary Comics Studies Vol. 3 No. 2 (2007). Dept. of English, University of Florida.
Whitson’s subject, Alan Moore, is the author of the Watchmen graphic novel. Moore’s style seems less suited to the Forth family pictured above than to Lindsay Lohan fans– who may also enjoy another graphic novel by Moore, Lost Girls.
More Lohan material related to her role in “Georgia Rule“–
Further background:
“The film realizes that if people actually fought crime, they’d most likely be crazy. Take The Comedian for an example. He fights crime, sure. He’s also a raging alcoholic.” –“‘Watchmen’ a flawed masterpiece,” by Ryan Michaels
See also the following expanded version of a link from Sunday morning, March 22:
Annals of Prose Style
|
“Preserving a strict unity of time and place, this stark tale of a young woman’s decline into insanity is set in a summer home on a holiday island. It is the first part of the trilogy that comprises Winter Light and The Silence, films which are generally seen as addressing Bergman’s increasing disillusionment with the emotional coldness of his inherited Lutheran religion. In particular here, Bergman focuses on the absence of familial love which might perhaps have pulled Karin (Andersson) back from the brink; while Karin’s mental disintegration manifests itself in the belief that God is a spider. As she slips inexorably into madness, she is observed with terrifying objectivity by her emotionally paralyzed father (Björnstrand) and seemingly helpless husband (von Sydow).”
Related material:
1. The “spider” symbol of Fritz Leiber’s short story “Damnation Morning”–
2. Hollywood’s “Angels & Demons” (to open May 15), and
3. The following diagram by one “John Opsopaus”–
Annals of Prose Style
|
“Preserving a strict unity of time and place, this stark tale of a young woman’s decline into insanity is set in a summer home on a holiday island. It is the first part of the trilogy
that comprises Winter Light and The Silence, films which are generally seen as addressing Bergman’s increasing disillusionment with the emotional coldness of his inherited Lutheran religion. In particular here, Bergman focuses on the absence of familial love which might perhaps have pulled Karin (Andersson) back from the brink; while Karin’s mental disintegration manifests itself in the belief that God is a spider. As she slips inexorably into madness, she is observed with terrifying objectivity by her emotionally paralyzed father (Björnstrand) and seemingly helpless husband (von Sydow).”
— Nigel Floyd, Time Out, quoted at Bergmanorama
Related material:
1. The “spider” symbol of Fritz Leiber’s short story “Damnation Morning“–
2. The Illuminati Diamond of Hollywood’s “Angels & Demons” (to open May 15), and
3. The following diagram by one “John Opsopaus“–
St. Olaf College,
Northfield, Minnesota —
From The MSCS Mess
(Dept. of Mathematics, Statistics,
and Computer Science)
November 14, 2008
Volume 37, Number 9—
Math Film Festival 2008
The MSCS Department is sponsoring the second of two film-discussion evenings this Wednesday, November 19. Come to RNS 390 at 7:00 PM to see watch [sic] two short [sic]— Whatchu Know 'bout Math and Just a Finite Simple Group of Order Two— and our feature film, Good Will Hunting. Will Hunting is a mathematical genius who's living a rough life in South Boston, while being employed at a prestigious college in Boston, he's [sic] discovered by a Fields Medal winning mathematics Professor [sic] who eventually tries to get Will to turn his life around but becomes haunted by his own professional inadequacies when compared with Will. Professor Garrett will explain the “impossible problem” and its solution after the film.
Background:
Log24 entries of Wednesday, November 19, the day "Good Will Hunting" was shown:
Damnation Morning revisited and
Mathematics and Narrative continued
"Of man's first disobedience,
and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and all our woe…. A red apple made the rounds, |
"Do you like apples?"
— Good Will Hunting
From a review of José Saramago‘s new novel, Death With Interruptions:
“The church has never been asked to explain anything,” the cardinal assures the prime minister. “Our specialty, along with ballistics, has always been the neutralization of the overly curious mind through faith.”
Related material:
Sept. 7, 2006- Birthday of Elizabeth I
Sept. 7, 2007- Madeleine L’Engle is Dead
Sept. 7, 2008- From the Finland Station
For some mythology relevant to the first two of these three dates, see “Damnation Morning” and The Big Time. For some non-mythology related to ballistics, faith, and the third of these dates, see Rudy Ratzinger vs. Joseph Ratzinger.
“V. is whatever lights you to the end of the street: she is also the dark annihilation waiting at the end of the street.” — Tony Tanner, page 36, Happy birthday,
Olga Kurylenko. |
Along Came
a Spider
A phrase from 1959
"Look, Buster, |
… Todo lo sé
por el lucero puro
que brilla en la diadema
de la Muerte.
The link to
"Buffalo Soldier"
in this entry
is in memory of
Vittorio Foa, who
died Monday
at his home
outside Rome.
Thoughts suggested by Saturday's entry–
"… with primitives the beginnings of art, science, and religion coalesce in the undifferentiated chaos of the magical mentality…."
— Carl G. Jung, "On the Relation of Analytical Psychology to Poetry," Collected Works, Vol. 15, The Spirit in Man, Art, and Literature, Princeton University Press, 1966, excerpted in Twentieth Century Theories of Art, edited by James M. Thompson.
For a video of such undifferentiated chaos, see the Four Tops' "Loco in Acapulco."
"Yes, you'll be goin' loco
down in Acapulco,
the magic down there
is so strong."
This song is from the 1988 film "Buster."
(For a related religious use of that name– "Look, Buster, do you want to live?"– see Fritz Leiber's "Damnation Morning," quoted here on Sept. 28.)
Art, science, and religion are not apparent within the undifferentiated chaos of the Four Tops' Acapulco video, which appears to incorporate time travel in its cross-cutting of scenes that seem to be from the Mexican revolution with contemporary pool-party scenes. Art, science, and religion do, however, appear within my own memories of Acapulco. While staying at a small thatched-roof hostel on a beach at Acapulco in the early 1960's, I read a paperback edition of Three Philosophical Poets, a book by George Santayana on Lucretius, Dante, and Goethe. Here we may regard art as represented by Goethe, science by Lucretius, and religion by Dante. For a more recent and personal combination of these topics, see Juneteenth through Midsummer Night, 2007, which also has references to the "primitives" and "magical mentality" discussed by Jung.
"The major structures of the psyche for Jung include the ego, which is comprised of the persona and the shadow. The persona is the 'mask' which the person presents [to] the world, while the shadow holds the parts of the self which the person feels ashamed and guilty about."
— Brent Dean Robbins, Jung page at Mythos & Logos
As for shame and guilt, see Malcolm Lowry's classic Under the Volcano, a novel dealing not with Acapulco but with a part of Mexico where in my youth I spent much more time– Cuernavaca.
Lest Lowry's reflections prove too depressing, I recommend as background music the jazz piano of the late Dave McKenna… in particular, "Me and My Shadow."
McKenna died on Saturday, the date of the entry that included "Loco in Acapulco." Saturday was also the Feast of Saint Luke.
“This was 1931, and the phrase was not yet in English use, but in later days they would have said that in some indefinable way he had star quality.”
From the Feast of the
Transfiguration, 2007:
Symmetry axes
of the square:
See Damnation Morning.
See also today’s
previous three entries.
Happy birthday,
Harrison Ford.
Other approaches to the
eight-ray star figure
have been sketched in
various Log24 entries.
See, for instance, the
June 21 entries on
the Kyoto Prize for
arts and philosophy.
Quine won this prize
in 1996.
Quine’s figure, cited in an
argument against universals,
is also a classic symbol for
the morning or evening star.
This year’s winner
of the Kyoto Prize has
a more poetic approach
to philosophy:
“… the object sets up
a kind of frame or space or field
within which there can be epiphany.”
For one such frame or space,
a Mexican cantina, see
Shining Forth.
See also Damnation Morning and
The Devil and Wallace Stevens.
Charles Taylor. See
“Epiphanies of Modernism,”
Chapter 24 of Sources of the Self
(Cambridge U. Press, 1989, p. 477)
An: sky, heaven
also
digir (dingir): god, goddess
Ace edition, May 1, 1983
New York Times today–
"Plot Would Thicken, if the
Writers Remembered It"
"We've lost the plot!"
— Slipstream
Excerpt from Fritz Leiber's Time traveling, which is not quite the good clean boyish fun it's cracked up to be, started for me when this woman with the sigil on her forehead looked in on me from the open doorway of the hotel bedroom where I'd hidden myself and the bottles and asked me, "Look, Buster, do you want to live?"…. Her right arm was raised and bent, the elbow touching the door frame, the hand brushing back the very dark bangs from her forehead to show me the sigil, as if that had a bearing on her question.
Bordered version The sigil was an eight-limbed asterisk made of fine dark lines and about as big as a silver dollar. An X superimposed on a plus sign. It looked permanent…. … "Here is how it stacks up: You've bought your way with something other than money into an organization of which I am an agent…." "It's a very big organization," she went on, as if warning me. "Call it an empire or a power if you like. So far as you are concerned, it has always existed and always will exist. It has agents everywhere, literally. Space and time are no barriers to it. Its purpose, so far as you will ever be able to know it, is to change, for its own aggrandizement, not only the present and the future, but also the past. It is a ruthlessly competitive organization and is merciless to its employees." "I. G. Farben?" I asked grabbing nervously and clumsily at humor. She didn't rebuke my flippancy, but said, "And it isn't the Communist Party or the Ku Klux Klan, or the Avenging Angels or the Black Hand, either, though its enemies give it a nastier name." "Which is?" I asked. "The Spiders," she said. That word gave me the shudders, coming so suddenly. I expected the sigil to step off her forehead and scuttle down her face and leap at me– something like that. She watched me. "You might call it the Double Cross," she suggested, "if that seems better." |
Related material:
the previous entry.
In all thy thousand images
we salute thee.
"Harish, who was of a
spiritual, even religious, cast
and who liked to express himself in
metaphors, vivid and compelling,
did see, I believe, mathematics
as mediating between man and
what one can only call God."
— R. P. Langlands
From a link of Jan. 17, 2008—
Time and Eternity:
Jean Simmons (l.) and Deborah Kerr (r.)
in "Black Narcissus" (1947)
and from the next day,
Jan. 18, 2008:
… Todo lo sé por el lucero puro
que brilla en la diadema de la Muerte.
— Rubén Darío,
born January 18, 1867
Related material:
Dark Lady and Bright Star,
Time and Eternity,
Damnation Morning
Happy birthday also to
the late John O'Hara.
SPORTS OF THE TIMES
Restoring the Faith By SELENA ROBERTS What good is a nadir if it’s denied or ignored? What’s the value of reaching the lowest of the low if it can’t buy a cheap epiphany? |
For further details, see
Epiphany: A link in the Log24 entries for Epiphany 2007 leads to Damnation Morning, which in turn leads to Why Me?, a discussion of the mythology of Spiders vs. Snakes devised by Fritz Leiber. Spiders represent the conscious mind, snakes the unconscious.
On Hexagram 18: "The Chinese character ku represents a bowl in whose contents worms are breeding. This means decay." —Wilhelm's commentary
This brings us back to the previous entry with its mention of the date of Rudolf Arnheim's death: Saturday, June 9. In Log24 on that date there was a link, in honor of Aaron Sorkin's birthday, to a short story by Leonard Michaels. That link was suggested, in part, by a review in the Sunday New York Times Book Review (available online earlier, on Friday). Here is a quote from that review related to the Hexagram 18 worm bowl:
"… what grabbed attention for his early collections was Michaels's gruesome, swaggering depiction of the sexual rampage that was the swinging '60s in New York– 'the worm bucket,' as Michaels described an orgy."
Related material for meditation on this, the anniversary (according to Encyclopaedia Britannica) of the birth of author Jerzy Kosinski— his novel The Hermit of 69th Street.
Kosinski was not unfamiliar with Michaels's worm bucket. For related information, see Hermit (or at least a review).
In Leiber's stories the symbol of the Snakes is similar to the famed Yin-Yang symbol, also known as the T'ai-chi tu. For an analysis of this symbol by Arnheim, see the previous entry. See also "Sunday in the Park with Death" (Log24, Oct. 26, 2003):
An Epiphany
for the Birthday
of E. L. Doctorow,
Author of
City of God
(Doctorow wrote about
New York. A city more
closely associated with
God is Jerusalem.)
On the morning of January 2 this year, inspired by Sambin’s “basic picture,” I considered an entry dealing with Galois lattices (pdf). This train of thought was halted by news of the death earlier that morning of Teddy Kollek, 95, a founder of the Israeli intelligence service and six-term mayor of Jerusalem. (This led later to the entry “Damnation Morning“– a reference to the Fritz Leiber short story.)
This morning’s entry reboards the Galois train of thought.
Here are some relevant links:
Galois Connections (a French weblog entry providing an brief overview of Galois theory and an introduction to the use of Galois lattices in “formal concept analysis“)
Ontology (an introduction to formal concept analysis linked to on 3/31/06)
One motive for resuming consideration of Galois lattices today is to honor the late A. Richard Newton, a pioneer in engineering design who died at 55– also on Tuesday, Jan. 2, the date of Kollek’s death. Today’s New York Times obituary for Newton says that “most recently, Professor Newton championed the study of synthetic biology.”
A check of syntheticbiology.org leads to a web page on– again– ontology.
For the relationship between ontology (in the semantic-web sense) and Galois lattices, see (for instance)
“Knowledge Organisation and Information Retrieval Using Galois Lattices” (ps) and its references.
An epiphany within all this that Doctorow might appreciate is the following from Wikipedia, found by following a link to “upper ontology” in the syntheticbiology.org ontology page:
- There is no self-evident way of dividing the world up into concepts.
- There is no neutral ground that can serve as a means of translating between specialized (lower) ontologies.
- Human language itself is already an arbitrary approximation of just one among many possible conceptual maps. To draw any necessary correlation between English words and any number of intellectual concepts we might like to represent in our ontologies is just asking for trouble.
Related material:
The intellectual concepts
mentioned by Richard Powers
at the end of tomorrow’s
New York Times Book Review.
(See the links on these concepts
in yesterday’s “Goldberg Variation.”)
See also Old School Tie.
This time slot, 7:00 AM EST,
Tuesday, Jan. 2, 2007,
was reserved earlier.
It now (mid-day Jan. 3)
seems an appropriate place
for the following
illustration —
“Time traveling, which is not quite the good clean boyish fun it’s cracked up to be, started for me when this woman with the sigil on her forehead looked in on me from the open doorway of the hotel bedroom where I’d hidden myself and the bottles and asked me, ‘Look, Buster, do you want to live?’….
Her right arm was raised and bent, the elbow touching the door frame, the hand brushing back the very dark bangs from her forehead to show me the sigil, as if that had a bearing on her question.
Bordered version
of the sigil
The sigil was an eight-limbed asterisk made of fine dark lines and about as big as a silver dollar. An X superimposed on a plus sign. It looked permanent.”
— Fritz Leiber, “Damnation Morning“
For Vine Deloria Jr., who died at 72 on Sunday, Nov. 13, 2005:
Things forgotten are shadows.
The shadows will be as real
as wind and rain and song and light,
there in the old place.
Spider Woman atop your rock,
I would greet you,
but I am going the other way.
Only a fool would pursue a Navajo
into the Canyon of Death.
Kaleidoscope turning…
Shifting pattern
within unalterable structure…
— Roger Zelazny, Eye of Cat
Hunter S. Thompson, photos
from The New York Times
Excerpt from Fritz Leiber's
"Damnation Morning," 1959:
"Time traveling, which is not quite the good clean boyish fun it's cracked up to be, started for me when this woman with the sigil on her forehead looked in on me from the open doorway of the hotel bedroom where I'd hidden myself and the bottles and asked me, 'Look, Buster, do you want to live?'"
"I need a photo-opportunity,
I want a shot at redemption.
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard."
Spider is THE journalist of the future. He smokes, he does drugs, and he kicks ass. The drugs are going to eventually kill him but not before he gets his way. And his way is the demise of the failed American dream. Although full of hate, he cares about his city. All he wants to bring the world is truth. Spider Jerusalem, conscience of the City. Frightening thought, but he's the only one we've got."
— What Gritty No Nonsense Comic Book Character are You? brought to you by Quizilla
The following references to the Fritz Leiber story "Damnation Morning" seem relevant:
“He was trained by the British MI6
intelligence agency for an operation
known as X2 – or ‘double cross.’ “
From Fritz Leiber’s
“Damnation Morning,” 1959: Bordered version The sigil was an eight-limbed asterisk made of fine dark lines and about as big as a silver dollar. An X superimposed on a plus sign. It looked permanent…. … “Here is how it stacks up: You’ve bought your way with something other than money into an organization of which I am an agent….” “It’s a very big organization,” she went on, as if warning me. “Call it an empire or a power if you like. So far as you are concerned, it has always existed and always will exist. It has agents everywhere, literally. Space and time are no barriers to it. Its purpose, so far as you will ever be able to know it, is to change, for its own aggrandizement, not only the present and the future, but also the past. It is a ruthlessly competitive organization and is merciless to its employees.” “I. G. Farben?” I asked grabbing nervously and clumsily at humor. She didn’t rebuke my flippancy, but said, “And it isn’t the Communist Party or the Ku Klux Klan, or the Avenging Angels or the Black Hand, either, though its enemies give it a nastier name.” “Which is?” I asked. “The Spiders,” she said. That word gave me the shudders, coming so suddenly. I expected the sigil to step off her forehead and scuttle down her face and leap at She watched me. “You might call it the Double Cross,” she suggested, “if that seems better.” |
Star Wars
In memory of Melvin J. Lasky, editor, 1958-1990, of the CIA-funded journal Encounter:
“Once called as lively, and as bitchy, as a literary cocktail party, Encounter published articles of unrivalled authority on politics, history and literature.”
Lasky died on Wednesday, May 19, 2004. From a journal entry of my own on that date:
This newly-digitized diagram is from a
paper journal note of October 21, 1999.
Note that the diagram’s overall form is that of an eight-point star. Here is an excerpt from a Fritz Leiber story dealing with such a star, the symbol of a fictional organization:
Time traveling, which is not quite the good clean boyish fun it’s cracked up to be, started for me when this woman with the sigil on her forehead looked in on me from the open doorway of the hotel bedroom where I’d hidden myself and the bottles and asked me, “Look, Buster, do you want to live?” Her right arm was raised and bent, the elbow touching the door frame, the hand brushing back the very dark bangs from her forehead to show me the sigil, as if that had a bearing on her question. The sigil was an eight-limbed asterisk made of fine dark lines and about as big as a silver dollar. An X superimposed on a plus sign. It looked permanent. … “Here is how it stacks up: You’ve bought your way with something other than money into an organization of which I am an agent….” “It’s a very big organization,” she went on, as if warning me. “Call it an empire or a power if you like. So far as you are concerned, it has always existed and always will exist. It has agents everywhere, literally. Space and time are no barriers to it. Its purpose, so far as you will ever be able to know it, is to change, for its own aggrandizement, not only the present and the future, but also the past. It is a ruthlessly competitive organization and is merciless to its employees.” “I. G. Farben?” I asked grabbing nervously and clumsily at humor. She didn’t rebuke my flippancy, but said, “And it isn’t the Communist Party or the Ku Klux Klan, or the Avenging Angels or the Black Hand, either, though its enemies give it a nastier name.” “Which is?” I asked. “The Spiders,” she said. That word gave me the shudders, coming so suddenly. I expected the sigil to step off her forehead and scuttle down her face and leap at me—something like that. She watched me. “You might call it the Double Cross,” she suggested, “if that seems better.” — Fritz Leiber, |
From last year’s entry,
Indiana Jones and the Hidden Coffer,
of 6/14:
From Borges’s “The Aleph“:
From The Hunchback of Notre Dame:
Lena Olin and Harrison Ford |
Finally, from an excellent site
on the Knights Templar,
a quotation from Umberto Eco:
When all the archetypes burst out shamelessly, we plumb the depths of Homeric profundity. Two cliches make us laugh but a hundred cliches move us because we sense dimly that the cliches are talking among themselves, celebrating a reunion . . . Just as the extreme of pain meets sensual pleasure, and the extreme of perversion borders on mystical energy, so too the extreme of banality allows us to catch a glimpse of the Sublime. — “Casablanca: Cult Movies and Intertextual Collage” (1984) from Travels in Hyperreality |
Resurrection
The previous entry, on Christian theology, does not imply that all religion is bad. Consider, for instance, the following from a memorial web page:
“Al Grierson’s song Resurrection was sung by Ray Wylie Hubbard, on his outstanding Dangerous Spirits album. The song is awesome, and fits right into Ray Wylie’s spirit ‘and an angel lay on a mattress and spoke of history and death with perfume on her lingerie and whiskey on her breath . . . he’s loading up his saddlebags on the edge of wonder, one is filled with music and the other’s filled with thunder.’ Wow.”
Amen.
Grierson died on November 2, 2000
— All Souls Day, Dia de los Muertos.
My own favorite resurrection story is “Damnation Morning,” by Fritz Leiber; see Why Me?
For more on the Day of the Dead, see Under the Volcano.
These are, of course, just stories, but may reflect some as yet unknown truth.
By the way, thanks, Joni, for leading me to KHYI.com on the day of the Toronto Stones concert.
Mental Health Month, Day 24:
The Sacred Day of
Kali, the Dark Lady
On this day, Gypsies from all over Europe gather in Provence for the sacred day of St. Sarah, also known as Kali.
Various representations of Kali exist; there is a novel about the ways men have pictured her:
From the prologue to She was old when the earth was young. She stood atop Cemetery Ridge when Pickett made his charge, and she was there when the six hundred rode into the Valley of Death. She was at Pompeii when Mount Vesuvius blew, and she was in the forests of Siberia when the comet hit. She hunted elephant with Selous and buffalo with Cody, and she was there the night the high wire broke beneath the Flying Wallendas. She was at the fall of Troy and the Little Bighorn, and she watched Manolete and Dominguez face the brave bulls in the bloodstained arenas of Madrid…. She has no name, no past, no present, no future. She wears only black, and though she has been seen by many men, she is known to only a handful of them. You’ll see her — if you see her at all — just after you’ve taken your last breath. Then, before you exhale for the final time, she’ll appear, silent and sad-eyed, and beckon to you. She is the Dark Lady, and this is her story. |
The above is one of the best descriptions of Kali I know of in literature; another is in a short story by Fritz Leiber, “Damnation Morning.” It is not coincidental that one collection of Leiber’s writings is called “Dark Ladies.”
My journal note “Biblical Proportions” was in part inspired by Leiber.
Frank Sinatra may have pictured her as Ava Gardner. I think I saw her the night Sinatra died… hence my entries of March 31 and April 2, 2003.
It is perhaps not irrelevant that Kali is, among other things, a mother goddess, and that my entry “Raiders of the Lost Matrix” of May 20 deals with this concept and with the number 24.
The above religious symbol (see “Damnation Morning“) pictures both the axes of symmetry of the square¹ and a pattern with intriguing combinatorial properties². It also is the basis of a puzzle³ I purchased on August 29, 1997 — Judgment Day in Terminator 2. Linda Hamilton as Sarah Connor in that film is an excellent representation of the Dark Lady, both as mother figure and as Death Goddess.
Sarah Connor
Background music: “Bit by bit…” — Stephen Sondheim… See Sondheim and the Judgment Day puzzle in my entry of May 20. The Lottery Covenant.
¹ A. W. Joshi, Elements of Group Theory for Physicists, Third Edition, Wiley, 1982, p. 5
² V. K. Balakrishnan, Combinatorics, McGraw-Hill, 1995, p. 180
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