Sunday, April 30, 2017

A Review of Asimov's Earth is Room Enough

Published in 1957, Earth is Room Enough is a collection of short stories by America’s greatest science fiction writer and former president of the American Humanist Association, Isaac Asimov. This is no arbitrary collection.

Friday, April 28, 2017

A Curse of Futility upon our Character

"Don Quixote and Sancho Panza, chivalry and materialism, high sounding sentiments and a supine morality, violent efforts for an idea and a sullen acquiescence in every form of corruption.
We convulsed a continent for our independence only to become the passive prey of a democratic parody, the helpless victims of scoundrels and cutthroats, our institutions a mockery, our laws a farce..."

In Search of the English Life

Image result for toad wind in the willowsReading The Wind in the Willows has put me in the mind of reflecting upon the vast chasm dividing idyllic imaginations of English culture from present reality. The Englishman, with all his faults, is nowadays a rarity in England. It seems one must be Polish to be English nowadays, because the English are no longer English - just modern. Has England become a nation of Toads?

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Cat Prolonged

Image result for cat mackiewiczAs if to prove my point to myself, I read Cat's Theses & Aphorisms on Polish foreign policy last night. Any statesman who writes aphorisms on foreign policy is a rarity, and any civilization which creates such men is worth preserving. Sadly, Cat's writing remains nowadays more a literary curiosity than a serious political program in the eyes of Poles. 

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Cat Revisited

One of my predictable weaknesses is an allergic reaction to hagriography on the subject of Churchill. Thus an otherwise banal Saturday became the occasion to return to Cat Mackiewicz's aphorisms.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Missing the Point

There is nothing quite like the mischievous thrill of reading a story, understanding it and consciously choosing to ignore its main points in favor of tangents.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Thoughts on Nostromo, Part I

The first part of Joseph Conrad's Nostromo is a window into the mind of a first rate political thinker. We could say that Conrad is a genius in his ability to observe the characters of men and regimes, except that these are not observations, but rather imaginations. Yet despite the fiction playing out before our eyes, it is hard to concieve of a more realistic history of a drama which has only crystalized with the passage of time: the evil of colonial imperialism.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Conrad as the Refinement & Sanctification of English Culture

Immediately upon putting down Mick Farren's Armegeddon Crazy and picking up Joseph Conrad's Nostromo one recognizes that English civilization is inferior unless refined and sanctified by the Polish mind.

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Moronic, Not Byronic: Final Judgment on the 60s Revolution: It's Boring

Image result for bored catPerhaps I am simply reading a bad book? Perhaps in my attempt to give Mick Farren's science fiction dystopia its due, I have ignored the possibility that it is a horrible bit of writing? 

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Ignorance Makes for Happy Reading

"Speedboat had nothing but contempt for the doombeams and the way they pretended they were so goddamn subversive. All they did was play around at being self-destructive; at no stretch of the imagination was that going to bring down Faithful and his gang..."
Mick Farren, Armegeddon Crazy

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Fundamentally Ignorant

There are two prerequisites to being able to write a book like Amregeddon Crazy: first one must have a very modern education, second one must have a world in which American protestant fundamentalism exists.

Friday, April 7, 2017

Love's Foundations are Love's Fate

In one respect I'll thy assistant be;
For this alliance may so happy prove,
To turn your households' rancour to pure love.
-Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet, Act II, scene 3

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Punk Not Dead

Image result for mick farrenMick Farren writes books in the same specific style with which he crafts opinion editorials. They are uninviting to the extreme. If one has had the gaul to have had a relatively happy life, to find oneself content with things as they are, to be happily in love, to hope for the least in human affairs and the best on a Friday night - one will never really understand what he was writing about.