'years have done their work ...'

kilvert is writing to the bishop of st. david's to give notice of his intention to resign the curacy at clyro on the 1st of july 'when I shall have been a licensed curate in the same parish in your lordship's diocese for seven years and a half'. 

kilvert writes a lot that day in his journal. the best part of two and a half pages. he remembers his first day in clyro,

 'years have done their work and a change has come o'er the spirit of my dream'. 

this brings his journal entry to an end.

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'... the oldest memories of the human race stand side-by-side with the latest developments. the greatest distances of time and space are bridged.' 

rahel vernhagen on her deathbed. she sees it all. assembles it all into her life. 

(she dies 7th march 1833). 

hannah arendt (who will watch it all fall apart a hundred years later) is less than impressed. 

have the years done their work with horsemouth? have they brought him to this exalted state? 

we shall see. 

outside it was raining heavily. earlier still is was hailing. 

horsemouth was out delivering eggs when the hail hit. it drove him back. he turned back. but then the sun came back out (sort of). and he completed his task. he did this without a hat. he thinks this was unwise. he doesn't want to catch yet another cold (to go on top of his existing one). 

in the evening his mum lit a fire. it required some coaxing to get it going properly. 

'since the first world war, capitalism has been a decadent social system. it has twice plunged humanity into a barbaric cycle of crisis, world war, reconstruction and new crisis...'  horsemouth had one of his earlier bands paraphrase part of this as 'boom, slump, war, reconstruction...'.

horsemouth agrees with the international communist current here (in general if not in the particulars). 

and we are off again. horsemouth doesn't think we are off into world war 3 but he does think we are entering a period of heightened danger. he believes the only rationale that makes sense of the US attacking both venezuela and iran is to deny china oil. but it doesn't necessarily need to make sense, it does not have to rise to the level of a strategy. 

here a beautiful morning. (greying out later but good all day)

along the tremorithic road (in the wood two deer)

'sunset on prince george's county' 

and 

'the world is waiting for the sunrise' 

based on leroy carr (and scrapper blackwell)'s 'how long blues' (allegedly)

'snow storms again, and hay fair' - kilvert, diaries, 25th march 1872.

as a result of his visit to the village the day before yesterday horsemouth is up a copy of the i-newspaper. 'fuel price rises inescapable'  it says 'ere. 

well that's bad news. 

ok yesterday horsemouth delivered the contract back to ewyas harold commons water society. this involved a walk over the common and along the tremorithic road.  there's a cheque that has to go somewhere else on the common, horsemouth thinks he has worked out where that has to go and he may do it later. 

in the wood two deer. 

today his mum is off to the garden centre. 

thursday bells.

friday. 

saturday.

sunday a visit. 

all along the wern ddu ('the solitude of writing')

 '... in the silence the hay church bell for evensong boomed suddenly out across the valley' 

snow on the slopes of the black mountain lit up by the setting sun. kilvert on this day in 1872. (his nature description is getting better - but soon he will move away).

'the solitude of writing is the solitude without which writing could not be produced...'

- marguerite duras, writing. 

yesterday. so horsemouth went into ewyas harold with his mum. having dropped his mum off horsemouth walked up the hill towards walterstone (along wern ddu) and very nice it was too. he paused near the brow of the hill and then walked back down again to meet his mum and they got the bus home. 

a successful mission (thinks horsemouth). (far less hanging around than horsemouth thought he would have to do). 

today. a grey day. shading into rain and cold later.

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war news

so has trump been negotiating with iran or did he just make it up to keep oil prices down? 

the later. 

does he escalate the war again when the troopships arrive in 6 days time? 

or does he declare victory (and sail away)?

if he stops does israel stop? if israel stops bombing iran but carries on bombing lebanon is that the war over? 

and in further energy crisis news is it all over for decarbonisation? 

probably not. horsemouth hadn't seen the whole thing as a strategy. 

horsemouth king of the castle

interesting.

duras 'summer 1980' an interview with one of the two translators. the interviewer and the translator seem keen on duras for the reason horsemouth is keen on her, because it's all about her. so all of  summer 1980 has been translated (together with lots of other talkpieces).

similarly there is an essay from one of her translators on translating her.

horsemouth has made the discovery that a paper he co-wrote on amending the partial nuclear test ban treaty to a comprehensive test ban treaty way back in 1990 may have been published as a letter  in nature.

nature volume 348, page 279 (1990). if you are interested.

it's a very pretty morning

horsemouth is off, in a bit, with his mum, into the village, by the local bus service.

getting back may require a wait (horsemouth will take a book). 

nonetheless horsemouth is lucky to live in the valley with the bus service up it (the dulas valley has none).

there is a community taxi service (who require booking ahead). there are friends with cars (so getting around is not impossible). 

ok now to check that his mum is up. (she is). 

horsemouth has been out and unleashed the chickens. he has his coffee. he has just put some more hot water in the coffee to freshen it up. 

he can't think of anything he needs to do before he goes to the village. 

of course the village is no problem for horsemouth. he can walk there (bus or not). it's a problem at night (he fancies neither wandering back across the common nor walking back along narrow dark country lanes - if something goes wrong you are well and truly shtooked). during the daytime there is no problem. 

this morning a very pleasant half-dream where horsemouth was king of the castle.

an alternative network of production and distribution (peace, love, and unity)

'one could argue that do-it-yourself practices – like most, if not all, avant-garde utopias – failed in their ambition to change the world.... fluxus certainly never developed an alternative network of production and distribution powerful enough to pose a threat to the art market, and the audience for most do-it-yourself art works often remained limited to small groups among the artists’ friends...'

- anna dezeuze,  blurring the boundaries between art and life (in the museum?), tate papers, 31/1/2012. 

in the evening of yesterday horsemouth watched ghost in the shell (the origin of the 'balkan' singing on makai's beneath the mask). it was most excellent. once horsemouth heard the track in a club in prague. it's nice to hear the song in the context it was originally intended for. 

prior to akira horsemouth's only real exposure to manga was the children's tv series marine boy. 

when horsemouth was keen on drum and bass one factor in its popularity with him was the dubplate system of musical production - the newest tunes were not available for sale to all but were made available on dubplate to various DJs and radio stations so that they could be played live as it were. 

the playing of records and the going to the club nights thus became the musical event (rather than a band playing live to promote a record). this was a profound change in the economics of the music scene made possible by the grafting of the new digital production technologies onto the earlier reggae system of pre-release music. this was a temporary and unstable marriage of convenience.

horsemouth viewed it (in perhaps a utopian fashion) as an escape from attali's economy of repetition and into his economy of composition (as outlined in his book noise: the political economy of music). these changes had to happen not just at the level of musical structure and performance but also at the level of the economy of music. broadly anything that increased the amount of improvisation in music did this.

this was all supposed to inaugurate an era of peace, love, and unity (to quote MC fats). well no, the connections between music, its economy and their social effects was more complicated than that. 

the music industry fought back, first with a tidal wave of shite indie (britpop) and then with a tidal wave of boy bands. the technology, the scene, the music, in any event, it all moved on. MP3 (remember that) and file sharing (napster) came along as well. the music industry fought back against that with streaming (spotify etc.) leaving us in our current sorry state. 

outside mist and sunshine. no zoom beers with howard last night. instead horsemouth watched ghost in the shell and read more hannah arendt. 

he read little rock from the portable hannah arendt as if it were from the origins of totalitarianism (which it could be). it could certainly be from on violence. here is a moment in hannah's thought that is distinctly out of tune with modern thought. 

but then the whole of the origins of totalitarianism  is in its detail harder to assimilate to modern conditions than its current reputation suggests. 

3 weeks of the war/ two-and-a-half years of trump remaining/ how bad can it get?

'by the great oak of cross foot and the green lane to cwmpelved green, where the idiot girl phoebe sat laughing by the fire while her grandfather was groaning in bed and a black cat rushed in and out through a broken window pane...' - kilvert, diaries, 20th march 1872.

on the 21st it snows in kilvert-land.

here the weather decent-ish until tuesday.

3 weeks of the war

'if 2020 taught us anything, it is how ready we must be to revise our worldview.' - adam tooze, $hutdown, conclusion. 

horsemouth is currently in how bad can it get? bargaining mode. 

and the answer is pretty bad. 

'I believe the world has not yet well understood the depth of the energy security challenge we are facing, it is much bigger than what we had in the 1970s... it is also bigger than the natural gas price shock we experienced after the russia's invasion of ukraine.' - IEA executive director fatih birol. 

the economic harms are staggering  and the longer the war runs the more they are baked in. of course the oil shortage/ natural gas shortage/ fertiliser shortage harms china but it also harms american citizens, british citizens, EU citizens. 

the increase in the cost of transport will cause inflation in almost all commodities, shortage of fertiliser will cause rises in food prices, electricity and gas prices will rise, interest rates will stay high throttling investment.

the poor will get poorer again (but even more so). 

however, ever the dialectician, horsemouth sees the good that can come out of this in breaking US hegemony.

two-and-a-half years of trump still remaining (conservative estimate) 

assuming he leaves office when he's supposed to (it's not like he doesn't have previous for election tampering and coup attempts).

last night (fairly early on) a dream where horsemouth was in a house with a girlfriend (a girlfriend from the past, a girlfriend from the future,  he couldn't tell). the house was very full of things but it all seemed bright and happy. here a cold misty morning but probably quite good later on. a walk into the village to get the newspaper. 

there's some evidence of growth in the greenhouse. 

EQUINOX

'so can I just write some bullshit here and save it for the day when I am back online again?' - horsemouth, 19/03/2026

internet connection wifi runaround

horsemouth was quite proud of the last blogpost he wrote using the lewis carroll letter-writing/ george maciunas art administrations thing.

yesterday

horsemouth supposes what he will have to do is wait for his brother to finish work for the day (and then turn the router off and on like he usually does). 

ok bell-ringing booked. (must tell mum). 

the heating oil is ordered (it is expensive). horsemouth doubts the wisdom of ordering it now but it may not be any better by the start of next winter/ later on in the summer etc. he will then either curse himself for a fool for having not ordered more or curse himself for a fool for having ordered too much too early. 

there's a trip to the doctor's for his mum one morning next week. horsemouth has worked out the bus going down he wants to check the timetable for the bus coming back (1058 or 1258 he guesses to be ready for the 1120 or the 1320). he suspects the appointment is in the sweet spot of journey, long wait, appointment, even longer wait.

can you tell that he is not looking forward to it? 

he thinks one way round it is to go for food/ coffee etc. 

the wifi is absolutely giving him the runaround (but at some point soon his brother will pack up for the day and then horsemouth can sort that fucker out with absolute router brutality).  

that did it. if not horsemouth would be stuck out here with no communications.  

good bells. horsemouth is out of the avoiding disasters bit and into the productive work. the angel of grosmont afterwards. 

today. horsemouth has no interest in going to a garden centre (the day's proposed activity) he just wants some seeds so he can grow some food - it doesn't strike him as unreasonable. misty morning. trip to the garden centre has been cancelled. 

the week after. horsemouth will be hiding out in the wen again. 

yesterday horsemouth took a walk round up onto the common via abbeydore crossroads (and then back down via dicks pitch).  after that he got irritated. but really there's no need.