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Let the Great World Spin - Colum McCann
Ecce Homo Preface:The last thing I should promise would be to "improve" humankind. No new idols are erected by me; let the old ones learn what feet of clay mean. Overthrowing idols (my word for "ideals") -- that comes closer to being part of my craft. One has deprived reality of its value, its meaning, its truthfulness, to precisely the extent to which one has mendaciously invented an ideal world.
The "true world" and the "apparent world" -- that means: the mendaciously invented world and reality.
The lie of the ideal has so far been the curse on reality; on account of it, humankind itself has become mendacious and false down to its most fundamental instincts -- to the point of worshipping the opposite values of those which alone would guarantee its health, its future, the lofty right to its future.
Those who can breathe the air of my writings know that it is an air of the heights, a strong air. One must be made for it. Otherwise there is no small danger that one may catch cold in it. The ice is near, the solitude tremendous -- but how calmly all things lie in the light! How freely one breathes! How much one feels beneath oneself!
Philosophy, as I have so far understood and lived it, means living voluntarily among ice and high mountains -- seeking out everything strange and questionable in existence...
Alunya:Command and Control: Nuclear Weapons, the Damascus Accident and the Illusion of Safety by Eric Schlosser.
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Alunya
Democratic Donkeys:Oooo, I have wanted to read that one. Would you care to include a thought or two?
Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf:But proportion has a sister, less smiling, more formidable, a Goddess even now engaged--in the heat and sands of India, the mud and swamp of Africa, the purlieus of London, wherever in short the climate or the devil tempts men to fall from the true belief which is her own--is even now engaged in dashing down shrines, smashing idols, and setting up in their place her own stern countenance. Conversion is her name and she feasts on the wills of the weakly, loving to impress, to impose, adoring her own features stamped on the face of the populace. At Hyde Park Corner on a tub she stands preaching; shrouds herself in white and walks penitentially disguised as brotherly love through factories and parliaments; offers help, but desires power; smites out of her way roughly the dissentient, or dissatisfied; bestows her blessing on those who, looking upward, catch submissively from her eyes the light of their own.
Nice!Alunya:The Last Thousand Days of the British Empire: Churchill, Roosevelt and the Birth of the Pax Americana by Peter Clarke.
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Alunya
Romanoffia:Washington - A life by Ron Chernow
(A great unvarnished and authoritative biography of George Washington)
Alunya:Why Cats Paint: A Theory of Feline Aesthetics by Heather Busch and Burton Silver.
Why Paint Cats: The Ethics of Feline Aesthetics by Burton Silver and Heather Busch.
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Alunya