Sunday, March 4, 2012

Mise à jour


Those of you who enjoyed our frenzied fulltime smutty coverage of the DSK affair  will appreciate this update from Le Figaro:


Extrait:

Depuis le début de l'affaire du Carlton, il n'est pas une semaine sans que la presse ne fasse sa une sur les frasques sexuelles de Dominique Strauss-Kahn et les amitiés sulfureuses de l'ancien directeur du FMI. La vie privée de DSK s'étale au grand jour, à la rubrique des faits divers. Ça n'a pas toujours été le cas. Pendant longtemps, Dominique Strauss-Kahn a bénéficié de l'omerta, cette loi non écrite des médias français qui s'interdisaient de rien dire ou écrire sur les affaires privées des politiques. D'autres avant lui, comme François Mitterrand, voire Jacques Chirac, ont bénéficié de cette bienveillance.

[For more hot Latin smut -- click here !]

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Atur…d-d-d-…dido


La musique étourdie



Your lips are  moo  - ving….
but! the words aren’t clear
-- Beatles, “I’m Looking Through You”

[NDLR:  Il faut avoir attaint la cinquantaine, pour écouter ceci.  Autrement cela pourrait vous déranger les sens  en permanence.]

Ce n’est pas encore le moment, d’expliquer, ce que je veux dire par ce mot espagnol, aturdido, qui partage l’étymologie du mot étourdi :
du bas latin exturditus « qui a le cerveau engourdi, comme une grive qui s’est eniverée en mangeant des raisins », de turdus  « grive ».
-- Bordas, Dictionnaire

Mais entretemps:


Et. un peu dans le même genre:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFClgbAwQwE&NR=1


On se remarque que la seconde chanson est chantée à l’envers.  Ce qui est moins évident, c’est que la première aussi  est chantée en biais :  mais virée seulement par π/2;  elle s’aligne donc  sur l’axe imaginaire.

Peut-être plus surprenant encore, celui qui chante est évidemment mort :  il nous parle d’outre-tombe.


She/ said, “I don’t un-der-stand what you said”;
I said -- “No no no,  you’re wrong.”
-- Beatles, “She Said She Said"


Des citations à l’appui, qui cernent le champs:

Our brains were beginning to be addled with thinking in close confinement.
-- Erskine Childers, Riddle of the Sands (1903)

“I remember once thinking that I should have to marry my younger brother, because I did not know anyone else.”
-- quoted in: Havelock Ellis, Studies in the Psychology of Sex (?1897-?1910), vol. III ii p. 92

Pour cerner la sémantique de ce definiendum farfelu  moyennant la méthode empiriste,
cliquez ici:
http://worldofdrjustice.blogspot.com/search/label/aturdido


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The Pathos of Cats


They are  by nature  predators,     top of the food-chain, cousins of lions.
They’re sleek, they slink,      as though they own the veldt.
The glint of their unrevealing eyes     has you in their cross-hairs.
Be afraid, be very afraid,      an thou art a mouse.

Yet lo!  what a falling-off there was!
Kittehs    prowling round the kitchen,
harassed by doggehs, eating scrapmeat out of a tin,
their growl    a mere     meowww …..




[For more on the matter, click here:

Leckerbissen for Language Lovers


Though I normally don’t tackle language issues per se on this site (those interested in my wide-ranging book on Arabic in the light of the familiar European languages can satisfy your craving  here), the obiter dicta do accumulate, and eventually the selection is worth mentioning.  So:

            Arabic
            French
            German
            Latin



A delightful Franco-Moroccan site, medi1, has regular radio-essays on interesting words, in French and in Arabic.


The Arabic one is spoken in very clear MSA, but treats of arcane dialect items, and is quite challenging.



We offer a similar feature for English, in this series of essays.

Oh, and that word Leckerbissen?  It is a near-synonym of German Delikatessen (the source of our English word delicatessen) ‘tasty delicacies’.   And both these German compounds gain extra semantic resonance from false etymologies.  Delikatessen looks as though it contains the word essen ‘eat’; but actually it is a German plural of the French word délicatesse ‘delicacy’.   And Leckerbissen looks as though it were compounded of ‘lick-bite’, with truly voratious imagery;  but in fact the lecker part is from a Middle High German word meaning ‘scrumptious’.

[Postscript:
For an example of the American vernacular,
played like a viola,
check this out:


Battleground Wisconsin


We earlier expressed our solidarity with the workers of Wisconsin in face of the anti-labor onslaught being launched by the hard right.

            The Badger State meets Tahrir Square
            Wisconsin… and the Vatican

This week’s New Yorker has an excellent article bringing the story up to date:

The author is surprisingly even-handed about Governor Walker personally, according him some props;  but overall the portrait of the fat-cat attack  is devastating.

[Update 11 III 12] Good idea:
Many unions areincreasingly financing their own efforts instead of writing large checks to theDemocratic Party 


[Update Jan 2017]
Union membership in Wisconsin down nearly 40 percent since 2011 law that sparked protests

 

Primum non nocere


That famous phrase from the oath of physicians, “First of all: do no harm”.  Historically, this has often been honored in the breach;  still, it’s a good maxim to have in mind.

The popular mind groups “doctors and lawyers” on one side, “plumbers, carpenters and electricians” on the other.   But perhaps the cut should fall otherwise.  For can anyone imagine what would become of lawyers, were they sworn to “do no harm”?

Thoughts on Aging




An apple a day   keeps the sexton away.


[More such musings here:

Friday, March 2, 2012

“Revelation” revealed


My least-favorite book of the Bible -- by far, by far -- is Revelation.  A provocative, well-written article on the subject, by the always-interesting and wide-ranging author Adam Gopnik, can be consulted here:


Aldaily also links to it today -- but in a very odd way.  Here is their come-on:

Who but Elaine Pagels can drain the melodrama from the Book of Revelation, turning the climactic confrontation between good and evil into an anti-Christian polemic?...

As a Christian, I am certainly no shill for anti-Christian polemics.  But this aldaily blurb is truly off.   All I’ve read of Pagels so far is The Gnostic Gospels;   scholarly, non-polemical.   The new book, don’t know, though from Gopnik’s summary, more along those same lines.  But the real problem is, these ALD blurbs normally summarize the attitude of the article itself -- in this case, the one in The New Yorker, and not the book that is there mentioned (and indeed, the article is more than just a review).  And Adam Gopnik, in his sympathetic account,  in no way whatever  accuses Pagels of “draining the melodrama” from the Book of Revelation.  -- A revealingly stupid phrasing, btw.  “Draining the drama”, passe encore;  the problem with Revelation is precisely that (to this finite mind at least) it is mostly (mere) melodrama.

[Note:  Although I value Aldaily for its links,  in its blurbs  it does perpetrate stupidities  with more than chance frequency: compare here:
http://worldofdrjustice.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-neuroscience-porn.html  ]

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Well… une précision.
It is certainly possible that Revelation is divinely inspired, but in a way  simply not proportional to our understanding:  like a book in a language  we cannot read.  In that case, it were wise to demote its place in the canon, on the grounds that, ourselves being who we are, it is likely only to work mischief.

As always when in a quandary, I turn to my spiritual advisor, Dr. Massey.  He explains the position of his own denomination thus:

The Orthodox Church does not specifically reject the Apocalypse as uncanonical. It does not, however, include a reading from it in any of her liturgies. The result is that, while the Orthodox technically accept the canon of the wider historical church, the book is virtually uncanonical in the sense that it does not, by definition, have any authority within the church.


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Pagels’ book apparently contains a lot of scholarly euhemerism;  Gopnik compares “Revelation”, in this regard, to a political cartoon.
Pagels was not the first to notice the historical background  to this or any other book of the Bible; nor is there anything anti-Christian about publishing whatever scholarship can afford.  Thus, in the Catholic Bible de Jérusalem (translated as The Jerusalem Bible, a new and heavily annotated recension), we read, in reference to Rev. 8:2,

The rider on the white horse (symbol of victory) represents the Parthians, identified by the bow, their favourite weapon.  They were the terror of the Roman world in the 1st. cent.

Make ... my ... day ........


These are the ‘wild beasts’ of v.8 (i.e. victorious pagan nations; cf. Dt 7:22; Ezk 34:28; Jr 15:2-4 …) The Parthian invasion is described in the vision of 9:13f.  One tradition identified the rider with the Messiah, as in 19:11-16.

Thus the wise and clear-eyed comments of the Historical Church.

Parthian, scaring the bejazus out of the Romans
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The panoply of Christian denominations and currents of thought  can scarcely be reduced to a linear formula.  But it’s fun to try.   Here is an attempted bijection between styles of thought  and books of the Bible.

(1) Old Testament Christians.
These, originally, were the grim, dour Chapel folk who founded America.
In a completely different incarnation, there is the LDS, whose Book of Mormon is reminiscent of nothing so much as the OT.  (Which is rather the problem, for ordinary Christians.  It’s not as though More O.T. -- more tribes and begats -- was what we needed….)

(2a) Gospel Christians
[by this I mean:  those taking inspiration principally from the four gospels]
Sterling examples:  G.K. ChestertonSt. Francis.

(2b) Pauline Christians
Mainline Protestants, mainstream go-to-Mass Catholics.

(2c)  Book-of-Revelation Christians.
These folks are dangerous.  These are the ones who think it’d be just swell if Israel went off and nuked somebody -- Iran or whoever -- thus touching off Armageddon, a necessary step towards the Rapture, in which every parishoner in the (Paris, Texas) Good-is-Gold Two-Seeds-in-the-Spirit by-gum Holy Jesus Baptist Church (a split-off from the Silver-Spirit three-strikes-and-you’re-out My Messiah Anadunking Chapel), and no one else, is going straight to the good place, and y’all others  straight to the bad place, Aye-MEN.

And so.  Of the true meaning, and the true value, of the Book of Revelation, I know nothing, or less than that.  But verily, verily, I say unto you: it should not be put into the hands of children and Teabaggers.


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Travaillant au noir,
le détective  se trouve aux prises
avec le Saint-Esprit

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[Note:  I am fudging a bit, in ascribing (or, rather, merely, matching-up) Chestertonian and Franciscan views -- those I most admire, those closest to my own -- to the Gospels.   The souce of such visions as theirs, I imagine, is not so much Biblical as personal, experiential.   Certainly I myself can cite no chapter-and-verse  to justify such effusions as these:  Ducks; Penguins; Woodchucks.]