 29 Jan 2009 @ 07:26, by John Ashbaugh
Wednesday night into Thursday morning.
Just took a look through the first two parts of Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s
Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.
Been so long since I’ve read those phrases,
that I really don’t exactly remember how it all turns out.
Xcept I’ve got to that part where
“water , water everywhere
Nor any drop to drink.”
Still haven’t got but a little over half way through Initiation by Elisabeth Haich.
She is by now fully into the narrative of her life as a neophyte in the great temple
where the education and development process proceeds.
Even got another story going on at hand.
Divisadero by Michael Ondaatje.
Some very remarkable characterizations and scenarios
going on in there already and I’m not even to halfway yet.
Found an interesting short reading, an article written in 1998,
about the rebellious attitudes that permeate
the television and media advertising slogans.
Break the rules; go beyond the outer boundaries;
what are the advertising people telling us to do,
besides buy their stuff, and fulfill all of our primeval desires?
Just make sure you all want the same thing?
Just make sure that the things you want are the things we are giving you.
The only choice we have are the choices we have been given,
and there are boundaries, the parameters of our clearly defined universe.
Had a little fun with the class tonight, twenty-one comp twos, gotta all be working on their research papers, and I gotta give ‘em an interim, stop and shop, essay assignment. Sot it’s, what is advertising doing to your brain and to the brains of your children? Almost every person in this class has a kid or two or three.
New Moon Weekend.
JA
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