Thesis: To consider what the chance intersection of ideal beauty and intellectual confusion would mean in determining the fate of Earth. Phase 1: While touring San Francisco, I stayed at the Sir Francis Drake. The bartenders were adequate. Phase 2: I began a blog. I learned romance might exist, but depends upon whether a man and a woman can tread the maze individually and reach its center at the exact same instant in time. Phase 3: The center comes and goes as if it were a mirage.
This is the Christmas
ornamentation which has adorned my dining room table throughout the holiday
season. It is, to me, sort of an elegance reflected through simplicity. As Emily Dickinson wrote: "How happy is the little stone .... In casual simplicity ...."
Happy New Year ....
Given the negatives of 2020
when compared to the positives, on the surface the headline here might seem a bit
out of place.
Allow me to explain.
Someone once said words to
this effect. "Any year you have seen from start to finish is a good year in my
book."
Well, I agree, it is. The year
has been a good one in my book, too.
Incidentally, my gift to you
is having blocked comments, so you are able to arrive and to depart without a
second thought.
Four videos are offered today
for you to pick and choose among -- or, if you wish, to ignore. Read whatever
symbolism you will into that.
The first is Bon Jovi performing "New Year's
Day." It is no secret I like the band and its music, and I like Jon-boy even
better because his mama and his poppa met when they both were in the Marine
Corps. I did use this video to greet the New Year once before, and probably
will again. My body is landlocked in the middle of the North American
continent, but the visuals reveal where my mind and spirit wish to be ....
The second is Diana Ross and
the Supremes performing "I Hear a Symphony." There is a story about a man being
asked back in the 1960s which girl group he liked most. His reply was: "The
only girl group, the Supremes." Asked the same question in 2020, his reply was:
"Still the only girl group, the Supremes." Some might argue that point .... I
will not.
The third is Gabriella Quevedo
performing a Kiss piece, "I Was Made for Lovin' You." The only other Kiss song I like
is "Forever." It undoubtedly is the
melody of both and probably is the concept of longevity expressed in the lyrics
which appeal to me. I chose this version because Gabriella knows her way around a guitar.
Rounding out the selections is
David Bowie and his crew performing "All The Young Dudes" 20 years ago at
Glastonbury. I did see and was dazzled by his Glass Spider show way back when, and have never seen another anytime/anywhere/or with anyone to match it. No further explanation will
be offered ....
As we move from 2020 to 2021, enjoy this final day of this strange and unique year .... I hope and trust the coming year will be and will have been a "good year" for you and for those you love when we bid it fare thee well 12 months from now ....
Two strays contemplating the mysteries of life ....
Thoughts .... as 2020 fades into history
Allen Ginsburg was many things
to many people. His name should be familiar to most, if not to all. While he
was a student at Columbia University in the 1940s, he became friends with
William Burroughs and Jack Kerouac. Of the three, Kerouac's name most likely is
the most familiar. Kerouac wrote, "On the Road," among other things. The three
evolved into the core of the so-called Beat Generation of the 1950s. Ginsburg
has been dead since April 1997. He obviously is alive when this photograph is
taken, so it obviously was taken before that date. It also is a black &
white shot, which might demonstrate it once appeared in a publication. It also is
a photograph of a photograph, which would seem to indicate it is my photograph.
I am not going to say when or
where or under what circumstances this photograph was taken other than point out Ginsberg
is sitting on the floor in a hallway waiting for something or someone, and that the dog is
not his .... other than those things, the story behind the photograph will remain
among the unanswered questions in this maze of life. I will say straight up I
am not an admirer of the man, Ginsberg, but think he was a complicated and an
interesting individual, and the poetry he wrote is worth reading.
For the curious and more
daring among you, I would suggest reading, "Howl," written in 1955-56 in San
Francisco and considered a literary classic in the sense that it broke through
cultural barriers and challenged the American establishment. The operative word
here is "suggest," not recommend. "Howl" is a rambling social commentary which
often centers on the fringes of society -- poets, artists, radicals,
homosexuals and the mentally ill -- to convey deep frustration, joy and energy.
There is a possible subliminal
reason for having a post today. If that were the case, it would be to mention a lengthy article about former
Saint Paul newsman and present-day writer Kermit Pattison and his first book,
"Fossil Men: The Quest for the Oldest Skeleton and the Origins of Humankind." The
article is by Mary Ann Grossmann. She is retired from the Saint Paul Pioneer Press,
but still keeps her hand in by coordinating and interviewing and reporting book
news. Reading her lengthy, detailed article is something I do recommend.
My December 12 post was about
Pattison and his book and the subject of his book is "Ardi," a 4.4 million-year-old
Ardipithecus ramidus in the process of evolving from Hominid into Hominin.
"Her" fossil remains were found in Ethiopia's Afar rift valley and excavated
between 1994 and 1997. It took Pattison eight years researching and writing to
produce the book.
To paraphrase and partially
quote a Grossman statement from Pattison,he had to learn and understand all the sciences involved (at least
eleven of them, by my count) and then "'disengage and write in a way that an
intelligent lay person could read and comprehend. I had to span two worlds;
making it a faithful look at science through a lens accessible to everyday
readers.'"
I do have a copy of the book
and, theoretically, I will read it cover-to-cover and write another post about
it in more detail and, undoubtedly, with more opinion.
Included here are four videos,
one with Ginsberg talking about Bobby Dylan and the other with Ginsberg and
Dylan at Kerouac's grave in Lowell, Massachusetts .... and, two regarding Ardi,
one with general information and one featuring author Pattison.
It should be needless to say,
but I will say it anyway: This is not the view from my yard. In reality, I have
no clue about when or where this photograph was taken. I found it drifting on
the sea of blogs and it is reminiscent (to me) of Lake Superior on a winter day --
which I miss -- and I associate the rising sun and the ice with the Winter
Solstice -- which occurs today.
An English language
nursery rhyme
Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight;
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.
Happy Solstice & Merry
Christmas
The Winter Solstice often is
called the December Solstice and has the fewest daylight hours of any day in
the year and is the calendar start of winter in the northern hemisphere. For
me, this event was at 4:02 a.m. today Central Standard Time (CST). By the way, being a
Minnnneeeesnowtan, FramWinter runs from November 1 through March 31 -- reality vs.
calendars, you see ....
If you happen to be immortal
or verifiably a reincarnated individual and been around in 1623, you may have
witnessed a phenomenon which occurs so infrequently that rarely is not an adequate word to describe the event. That was the last time the two largest planets
in our solar system -- Jupiter and Saturn -- were in as close proximity to one
another as they will be this night -- December 21, 2020. The only problem was
that stargazing conditions at the time meant the astronomical planetary conjunction back then
likely was not seen by earthlings. The last time such a close pairing was
observable to the naked eye was in 1226.
Some might also note that we
are a few days from Christmas, the currently selected date for the birth of
Jesus of Nazareth. The double planet view is known by some astronomers as the
"Christmas Star" because of a belief that the biblical tale of the
Star of Bethlehem could have been a planetary conjunction. Although around two
thousand years ago, Venus and Jupiter were closest, not Jupiter and Saturn, as
is the case for the "Christmas Star" of 2020.
The
conjunction of the two giant planets of our solar system make them appear to be
one, although in reality they are hundreds of millions of miles apart. The planets actually have been moving closer together and been increasingly visible for some time low on the southwestern horizon and will be for several more days as they slowly drift apart again. The only time to catch them is during twilight because they set around 6:30 p.m. CST.
Moving right along, the
Trans-Siberian Orchestra (TSO) has been staging performances here during the Christmas
season for a number of years. I finally got around to seeing one two years ago
and, again, in 2019. I had hoped to make it a triple-play, but the
Coronavirus cut short that plan. There was a live streaming show a few days
ago, but I passed on it. The TSO holiday extravaganza is terrific and I love it. To give you a
taste, here is a video of the TSO performing "Christmas Canon Rock" with Chloe Lowery in
Saint Paul on the 28th day of December last year.
In the
second video, students from Saint Olaf College of Northfield, Minnesota, perform
Night of Silence / Silent Night while on a tour in Norway. The piece also features the Nidarosdomens jentekor, which translates to the Nidaros
Cathedral's girls' choir. Finally, the third video offers an elaborate production of The Twelve
Days of Christmas by The King's Singers and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
So, one more time: Happy
Solstice and Merry Christmas and remember to look for the "Christmas Star" when it arrives around twilight ....
Two songs are included today:
"Alone," a cover of a long-ago melody by the Wilson girls, Ann and Nancy, and a
couple of guys who formed the band, Heart, performed by Floor Jansen of
Nightwish. Note the amulet and the shirt and the rings Mrs. Hannes Van Dahl is wearing. The
other video has two songs from the band, Boston, "A Man I'll Never Be" and
"Amanda." The recording is pretty sketchy and rather ghost-like in appearance,
which is appropriate because the singer, Brad Delp, chose to end his life at
age 52. The piano man in the first piece and the main guitar man in the second
is Tom Scholz, music and sound engineering genius.
Et tu, Ardipithecus ramidus
There are times when it seems
the number of Hominids and their successors who once walked the Earth are more
frequent than the number of breakfast food cereals to be found in the typical
"supermarket" of today. Hominids were present as early as several million years
ago, and various ancestors of Homo sapiens (which are us, in case you are not
aware) appeared at least as early as 700,000 years ago.
So much about life is guess work. Ever wonder,
for instance, how many of us -- "we human critters" -- have populated this blue
rock drifting in an ever-expanding universe? The number, according to an
estimate by the Population Reference Bureau, is somewhere in the neighborhood
of 108 billion. That number is based on the assumption that modern man appeared
roughly 50,000 years ago.
Now, whatever you do, do not
quote me because these numbers bounce all over the map, to put it in a colloquial
manner. I also have seen the number for the appearance of modern man range from around 200,000
years ago outward to
315,000 years, as based on the oldest Homo sapiens fossils found to date. Such estimates, for sure, affect the numerical "guess work" for the
total number who have lived. Frankly, I have no idea where the 50,000-year
number came from and have no curiosity to research it.
No matter what numbers are
used, they apply only to modern Homo sapiens and do not include any of the
billions of "ancestral beings" who came before us.
Figuring out who belongs in
what category and which came when is tricky business, to say the least. Take
Lucy, for instance, as she is described in the Wikipedia:"Lucy is the common name of AL 288-1, several
hundred pieces of fossilized bone representing 40 percent of the skeleton of a
female of the hominin species Australopithecus afarensis .... dated to about 3.2
million years ago ...." She was "unearthed" in 1971 in Ethiopia.
My interest in "this stuff" piqued
when I read a few reviews of a new book about Ardi, another Hominid evolving into Hominin -- "Fossil Men: The Quest for
the Oldest Skeleton and the Origins of Humankind," by Kermit Pattison.
Again, "liberating" material from
Wikipedia: "An even more complete skeleton of a related Hominid, Ardipithecus, was found in the same Awash
Valley in Ethiopia in 1992. Ardi, like Lucy, was a hominid-becoming-hominin species,
but, dated at 4.4 million years ago, it had evolved much earlier than the afarensis
species." Like Lucy, Ardi is a she.
Pattison is a journalist and
writer who lives in Saint Paul. His work has appeared in a number of
publications, and he has extensive experience traveling to "dig sites,"
including twice to Ethiopia.
Ardi was "discovered" by a
team led by Tim White, who is considered one of the premiere and most
controversial paleontologists on the loose today. He was among those who found Lucy
two decades earlier. The discovery of Lucy, incidentally, reportedly was
celebrated at a camp party during which a tape recording of The Beatles' "Lucy in the
Sky with Diamonds" was played again and again and again. The celebrants decided to give the skeleton the same nickname.
The origin of Ardi's nickname
is somewhat less romantic: (Ardi)pithecus ramidus.
I have a soft cover edition of
the book and have been browsing it while reading scattered segments as they
attract me. At some point (theoretically), I will sit down and read it all from
start to finish and (maybe/maybe/maybe) offer my own take on it. Some of the material here (obviously), comes from the reviews
I have read.
That said, "Pattison deftly
weaves strands of science, sociology and political science into a compelling
tale that stretches over decades. His discussions of scientific theories and
phenomena are sophisticated enough for the expert yet clear and understandable
to the novice."
Well, ok, for now, if you say so ....
Pattison includes viewpoints
of skeptics in his book. Rather than indicating a direct link to
modern humans because of familiar features of some purported human ancestors,
including Ardipithecus ramidus, he states this might be explained by convergent evolution ....
which is to say the 4.4-million-year-oldArdi group might have split off from the main stems of the ancient ape family
tree before the last common ancestor linking humans and chimps, which is
thought to have lived between eight million and four million years ago.
The opposition argument is
that the path that led to humans was likely less "ladder-like" and
rather "more bushy," full of evolutionary dead ends which branched out
and died off before the human stem had taken hold. Such a model also suggests
that finds such as Ardipithecus should not be thought of as human until and
unless more evidence is uncovered.
My own thought of the moment: I wonder if humankind will
ever know where "we" came from and the pathway "we" traveled, much less be able
to comprehend it. Anyway, if "this stuff" interests you, now you are aware of
it and I will feel free to drift off again in search of Neverland.
I will close with the final
paragraph from a review by Stephanie Hanes in The Christian Science Monitor:
"By the end, the book leaves
readers with a new sense of wonder at the origins of humankind. It certainly
disrupts the outdated, simplistic view of humans evolving from apes, turning
those diagrams of gorillas to knuckle-walkers to upright Homo sapiens into
vintage imagery from a less scientifically sophisticated past."
Bachelor of Arts with a double major in English (= literature) and history (= reality). Master of Arts in literature. Once upon a time, U.S. Marine Corps = Semper Fidelis. These things pretty much explain everything there is to know about me.
Other than that, ask, if you actually are curious .... I like to drift where the current takes me within this endless sea of blogs, read what others write in their blogs, observe, learn, question and, hopefully, understand, while offering a few comments of my own along the way .... by the way, the photo of me actually is me .... was me .... will be me .... hmmmm ....
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The Portable Jack Kerouac
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Romance, from Fram
I discovered Romance might yet exist, but it depends upon whether a man and a woman can tread the maze, individually, and reach its center at the same moment in time.
The Actual Instant of Love, from Fram
I am a jealous guy, of the sort John Lennon sang about. Any man who says he is not a jealous guy either has no genuine depth of feelings for the woman he is saying it about or is a liar. I can remember very distinctly, for example, when my feelings for my wife vanished. It happened in an instant. When love vanished, so did jealousy.
Actual love happens in an instant, I believe, although it does not always seem to be that way. I am not talking about "love at first sight," but, rather, "love at first instant." This means two people might have known each other for weeks, even for years, before the "instant" occurs. It comes with a single sentence spoken by one, or a single action taken by one, that strikes the other like lightning.
Affection grows; love is born. Love also disappears in an instant, I believe, although it does not always seem to happen that way. Incidental to my point, I do not believe in "love at first sight." That is no more than simple, physical or emotional attraction, which is the cause of countless and never-ending problems.
Happiness is momentary, from Fram
When I was age eighteen, a wise, old man of twenty-six told me that happiness is a momentary thing. It might last for minutes or days or weeks or, sometimes, even for a few years. But, like life itself, happiness is a transitory thing and, like fate, it is capricious. At some point along the road, I came to realize this wise, old man had been right.
The Three Sorts of Friends ....
Though friendships differ endless in degree, The sorts, methinks, may be reduced to three. Acquaintance many, and Conquaintance few; But for Inquaintance I know only two -- The friend I've mourned with, and the maid I woo!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge poet & philosopher Fragment 10: "The Three Sorts of Friends"
Time retains ....
Time retains its sacred right to meddle in each earthly affair. Still, time's unbounded power that makes a mountain crumble, moves seas, rotates a star, won't be enough to tear lovers apart: they are too naked, too embraced, too much like timid sparrows.
Old age is, in my book, the price that felons pay, so don't whine that it's steep: you'll stay young if you're good. Suffering doesn't insult the body. Death? It comes in your sleep, exactly as it should.
When it comes, you'll be dreaming that you don't need to breathe; that breathless silence is the music of the dark and it's part of the rhythm to vanish like a spark.
Wislawa Szymborska poet, essayist & translator Nobel Prize for Poetry 1996 "Entropy"
Yesterday is History ....
Yesterday is History, 'Tis so far away -- Yesterday is Poetry -- 'Tis Philosophy --
Yesterday is mystery -- Where it is Today While we shrewdly speculate Flutter both away.
Emily Dickinson poet "Yesterday is History"
Never the answers
The most interesting thing in the world is another human being who wonders, suffers and raises the questions that have bothered him to the last day of his life, knowing he will never get the answers.
Will Durant historian, philosopher, teacher
The equality of man
Those who hammer their guns into plows will plow for those who do not.
Thomas Jefferson president, patriot, free thinker
The audience
Better to write for yourself and have no public than to write for the public and have no self.
Cyril Connolly writer, editor, literary critic
I am free
I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do. Robert Heinlein science fiction writer philosopher
Marine Corps Forever, from Fram
To all Marines, those among the dead, those who still live, those yet to be born: Semper Fidelis, to the end of time ....
Have gun .... will travel
Once upon a time: "She said, There is no reason ...."
Time & again ....
Time .... he's waiting in the wings .... he speaks of senseless things .... but, if you could heal a broken heart, wouldn't time be out to charm you?
Voluspo 28-29
Alone I sat when the Old One sought me .... The terror of gods, and gazed in mine eyes .... "What hast thou to ask? why comest thou hither? .... Othin, I know where thine eye is hidden" .... Deep in the wide-famed well of Mimir .... Mead from the pledge of Othin each morn .... Does Mimir drink: would you know yet more? ....