AI is demented
Age against the machine
Age against the machine
Musil and the Sir Douglass Quintet
After months of reading it little-by-little each evening, I'm finally finishing the second volume of Robert Musil's The Man Without Qualities. In a sentence: it's a book that has a surprising lot to say to our moment. And here, on St. Valentine's Day of all days, a breathless comparison of love with anger, in its closing pages:
Now, everyone knows what a great relief it is when one is upset to work off one's anger on someone, even if it has nothing to do with him; but it is less well known that this also applies to love. For love, too, must often be worked off in the same way on someone not really involved, for lack of a more suitable outlet.
And then, this song came on the radio, and the sentiments combined into something complicated.
A bit unrelated to his narrator's voicing of a character's thoughts on love, but here's a smart essay on Musil at the New Criterion that I recently read as well.
The poet vs whitey on Mars
RIP David Lynch
"Filmmaker. Born Missoula, MT. Eagle Scout." For years, this was the biography David Lynch – who died on 16 January – gave to the media.
While every local cinema screens Lynch's films, Brandywine Coffee Roasters made this coffee in tribute. It is as weird, funky and complex as it ought to be.
The quote on the bag, from Lynch's Catching the Big Fish: Meditation, Consciousness, and Creativity
Ideas are like fish. If you want to catch little fish, you can stay in the shallow water. But if you want to catch the big fish, you've got to go deeper. Down deep, the fish are more powerful and more pure. They're huge and abstract. And they're very beautiful.