Limekiln Latitudes
On place, purpose and pretty things.Archive for September, 2008
w.s. merwin
i just learned today about a pulitzer-prize winning poet named w.s. merwin (who also happens to be a princeton grad!) – and his work took my breath away. thanks for the tip, mom.
YOUTH, by W.S. Merwin
Through all of youth I was looking for you
without knowing what I was looking for
or what to call you I think I did not
even know I was looking how would I
have known you when I saw you as I did
time after time when you appeared to me
as you did naked offering yourself
entirely at that moment and you let
me breathe you touch you taste you knowing
no more than I did and only when I
began to think of losing you did I
recognize you when you were already
part memory part distance remaining
mine in the ways that I learn to miss you
from what we cannot hold the stars are made
TERM, by W.S. Merwin
At the last minute a word is waiting
not heard that way before and not to be
repeated or ever be remembered
one that always had been a household word
used in speaking of the ordinary
everyday recurrences of living
not newly chosen or long considered
or a matter for comment afterward
who would ever have thought it was the one
saying itself from the beginning through
all its uses and circumstances to
utter at last that meaning of its own
for which it had long been the only word
though it seems now that any word would do
the living room candidate
it’s hard to keep up with the latest campaign ads without a TV. but my colleague sent me an incredible site this morning – the museum of the moving image has launched an archive of presidential campaign commercials, dating from eisenhower and stevenson in 1952 to mccain’s latest sleaze. you can search by year, political issue, commercial type, and more. there’s even one of jackie o introducing herself to the world in spanish.
color break
seems i’m getting a little carried away with the “white water rafting phase” of our presidential campaign… so in an effort to lighten up i thought i’d post some of the amazing work by YEOHLEE that i got to see up close this week. known for fusing fashion and tectonic/architectural inspiration, yeohlee held her spring 2009 runway show at my office on monday. HERE’s what vogue UK had to say about it, and HERE are some official photos. matte metalic linen? enough said.
re-igniting the culture war
The full text from Andrew Sullivan’s great post this afternoon:
For me, this surreal moment – like the entire surrealism of the past ten days – is not really about Sarah Palin or Barack Obama or pigs or fish or lipstick. It’s about John McCain. The one thing I always thought I knew about him is that he is a decent and honest person. When he knows, as every sane person must, that Obama did not in any conceivable sense mean that Sarah Palin is a pig, what did he do? Did he come out and say so and end this charade? Or did he acquiesce in and thereby enable the mindless Rovianism that is now the core feature of his campaign?
So far, he has let us all down. My guess is he will continue to do so. And that decision, for my part, ends whatever respect I once had for him. On core moral issues, where this man knew what the right thing was, and had to pick between good and evil, he chose evil. When he knew that George W. Bush’s war in Iraq was a fiasco and catastrophe, and before Donald Rumsfeld quit, McCain endorsed George W. Bush against his fellow Vietnam vet, John Kerry in 2004. By that decision, McCain lost any credibility that he can ever put country first. He put party first and his own career first ahead of what he knew was best for the country.
And when the Senate and House voted overwhelmingly to condemn and end the torture regime of Bush and Cheney in 2006, McCain again had a clear choice between good and evil, and chose evil.
He capitulated and enshrined torture as the policy of the United States, by allowing the CIA to use techniques as bad as and worse than the torture inflicted on him in Vietnam. He gave the war criminals in the White House retroactive immunity against the prosecution they so richly deserve. The enormity of this moral betrayal, this betrayal of his country’s honor, has yet to sink in. But for my part, it now makes much more sense. He is not the man I thought he was.
And when he had the chance to engage in a real and substantive debate against the most talented politician of the next generation in a fall campaign where vital issues are at stake, what did McCain do? He began his general campaign with a series of grotesque, trivial and absurd MTV-style attacks on Obama’s virtues and implied disgusting things about his opponent’s patriotism.
And then, because he could see he was going to lose, ten days ago, he threw caution to the wind and with no vetting whatsoever, picked a woman who, by her decision to endure her own eight-month pregnancy of a Down Syndrome child in public, that he was going to reignite the culture war as a last stand against Obama. That’s all that is happening right now: a massive bump in the enthusiasm of the Christianist base. This is pure Rove.
Yes, McCain made a decision that revealed many appalling things about him. In the end, his final concern is not national security. No one who cares about national security would pick as vice-president someone who knows nothing about it as his replacement. No one who cares about this country’s safety would gamble the security of the world on a total unknown because she polled well with the Christianist base. No person who truly believed that the surge was integral to this country’s national security would pick as his veep candidate a woman who, so far as we can tell anything, opposed it at the time.
McCain has demonstrated in the last two months that he does not have the character to be president of the United States. And that is why it is more important than ever to ensure that Barack Obama is the next president. The alternative is now unthinkable. And McCain – no one else – has proved it.
information graphics
loved this visual in the new york times on friday, showing the number of times specific words were used in each of the convention speeches:
call the reality for what it is
Josh Marshall over at Talking Points Memo has the most efficient summary of what to do/think/fear about Sarah Palin:
Sarah Palin could be the President of the United States in four and a half months. We tend to think of this as an abstraction; but it’s true. And yet today she’s so unprepared and knows so little about the challenges and tasks facing the country that she can’t even give a softball interview.
That’s really all we need to know. Yes, she’s off being prepped at some undisclosed location. And I’ve little doubt that by the time her debate rolls around she’ll be sufficiently pumped full of slogans and bromides to make a show of it. But now, this moment, is the one that tells us all we need to know.
fear and loathing… and sheer spectacle
i’m flat out offended by everything i heard tonight from giuliani and palin. i pray that the intelligent republicans i know are cringing as well. it’s like a bad movie or nightmare, except in this case there’s a chance that half the country will fall for the vacuous spin and the movie won’t end. we really are up against a substantial divide – socially, culturally, economically, educationally, all of it – and it scares the hell out of me.
A journalist across the pond has this to say:
“Nothing like Mrs Palin has, could ever, be seen in the British political system. She turns liberals into conservatives and conservatives into feminists. Stand back, Mr Obama, a new character is storming the ratings.
How Hillary Clinton, all safe lines and patronising empathy, must be hating it. How fast Michelle Obama must be recalibrating her soft little tales about baking cookies and enjoying The Brady Bunch. Mrs Palin would eat Carol Brady for breakfast, and still have space for some moose stew. Hell, yes.
But the Sarah Palin Story is not just a show and in America, they are equally agog but not aghast – they are adoring. The American Right loves this woman. They would have her in charge of the country.
Seriously. And that is where the trouble starts. A far-right fundamentalist creationist in charge of the United States? No. Not even for the fun and the glory and the sheer spectacle of it all. Not even for the joy of seeing that beehive and specs sex appeal on our television screens every day. Not even, sadly, for the triumph of seeing a woman, a working mother of young children, in the White House, magical though that would be.
They call it feminism, but the Republicans have done women a disservice. They have selected a female candidate who is a cartoon – the joker in the pack who will end up just a joke.”
I hope she’s right.













NYT reporting itself has been somewhat disappointing lately, but I tend to go straight for the online readers’ comments to get a sense of what “ordinary” people are really thinking. The comments of course run the spectrum from elitist and smug to myopic and reactionary, but every once in awhile someone just tells it like it is. Here’s one that caught my eye:
Perhaps all the pundits can stop dancing around and get to the heart of the matter, however unkind it may be. Sarah Palin is a symbol of the aggressive ignorance that has engulfed the Republican Party. We do not need warrior cries from our leaders or to be assured that they know how to gut large animals. We need leaders — even dull ones — who are committed to fair tax regimes, the reform of social security and Medicare, and a revitalized economy. We are trillions of dollars in debt to the Chinese and Japanese and all these ignoramuses can do is whine about taxes. The Republican Party used to promote balanced budgets, now they are a collection of weirdos and infantile deadbeats who borrow like they are on cocaine. Sorry, it is time for all of us in America to grow and pay our way in life — for our houses and our government — and, in foreign affairs, maybe we might even mind our own business now and then. God told Palin to build a natural gas pipeline? Really? We need fewer politicos who think they talk to God and more who talk to us.
— Posted by Neil Gallagher