The signaling behavior of human beings is intricate indeed. Forty years ago a man, seething with desire, issued forth a string of identical second-person singular imperatives followed by a hortatory first-person plural: Get up, get up, get up, get up, let’s make love tonight.
Well, you have reached a sort of pinnacle with that piece. I am fairly agog that anyone can write from within the stream of consciousness with fluency Ike that. There’s no one quite like you—from the mixture of affective loyalties perhaps?
I wondered why someone who lives close to Belleville and its markets would shop at Franprix, but all was revealed in due course.
When I was in Lyon for a year Franprix was also my grocery store of choice. I remember the orange colour being quite distinctive. Sadly, however, I don’t recall Radio Franprix. In any case, Casino, Leader Price, Carrefour etc. just couldn’t compare.
Thank you for this. More, thank you for the links to your other recent work.
Just listened to your conversation with Marcus and Wieseltier (nice to find Leon as sharp as ever):
I’ve been trying to “opt-out” since Nicholas Carr’s “Is Google Making Us Stupid”. Since then, I’ve witnessed the opt-out option diminish year by year, where today I MUST have an app to leave and re-enter my country (Canada).
I wonder if the opt-out option to digital life is even possible anymore. Throw in the inevitable CBDC, with or without the UBI carrot, and we are there.
So, how are Wieseltier’s beloved ‘humanities’ to survive as something other than nostalgic kitsch? No matter the arguments for, there is no way to digitalize the *experience* of reading Huizinga’s Homo Ludens, say, or Mother Goose’s nursery rhymes. I fear the future conclusion that that experience is superfluous and best forgotten.
Rambling, forgive me. Thank you. Queuing up “Mercy Mercy, Me.”
Well, you have reached a sort of pinnacle with that piece. I am fairly agog that anyone can write from within the stream of consciousness with fluency Ike that. There’s no one quite like you—from the mixture of affective loyalties perhaps?
I wondered why someone who lives close to Belleville and its markets would shop at Franprix, but all was revealed in due course.
— Your Canadian neighbour in the 7th
When I was in Lyon for a year Franprix was also my grocery store of choice. I remember the orange colour being quite distinctive. Sadly, however, I don’t recall Radio Franprix. In any case, Casino, Leader Price, Carrefour etc. just couldn’t compare.
This was great! I read some Picard appreciation in the latest Despentes' novel
Thank you for this. More, thank you for the links to your other recent work.
Just listened to your conversation with Marcus and Wieseltier (nice to find Leon as sharp as ever):
I’ve been trying to “opt-out” since Nicholas Carr’s “Is Google Making Us Stupid”. Since then, I’ve witnessed the opt-out option diminish year by year, where today I MUST have an app to leave and re-enter my country (Canada).
I wonder if the opt-out option to digital life is even possible anymore. Throw in the inevitable CBDC, with or without the UBI carrot, and we are there.
So, how are Wieseltier’s beloved ‘humanities’ to survive as something other than nostalgic kitsch? No matter the arguments for, there is no way to digitalize the *experience* of reading Huizinga’s Homo Ludens, say, or Mother Goose’s nursery rhymes. I fear the future conclusion that that experience is superfluous and best forgotten.
Rambling, forgive me. Thank you. Queuing up “Mercy Mercy, Me.”
Beautifully done.
“ It often feels like I’m in a music video myself.” Only “often”?!