famous last words on the coffin madness

huzzah. horsemouth has made it to friday. sounds like the binmen have been. it's a greyish morning (but then it can turn into t-shirt weather at the drop of a hat). 

horsemouth is up slightly late after pleasant morning  reminiscences. he has the last of the morning coffee which he has topped out with some hot water. 

'a piece of writing is a whole - that proceeds as a whole - it never presents itself as a matter of choice' 

so remarks marguerite duras to jerome beaujour (they transcribe it, read it over and appraise it, then marguerite would make corrections). 

'I've talked a lot about writing. but I don't now what it is.'

it is a technique that lasts out until her death (and then, modified,  slightly beyond). bunin got to reflect upon his death (writing down his thoughts slightly ahead of it), gide got to note that his sentences were becoming grammatically incorrect (and his friends wrote it down).

practicalities is a generous book in short sections (as it was dictated). duras talks about men and houses and cooking and alcohol (la vie materielle) and then the text was edited. with no more there is no more, it's the words of her death bed 

famous last words is a classic english saying appended to any statement or plan that the author thinks may later go wrong (or it is important to warn people that at the very least it could go wrong). 

it should go ok. famous last words.

today a meeting. horsemouth is not sure he can go to. there is more bad news on the housing front (for other people) or rather the extension of existing bad news. horsemouth has nearly got things where he wants them - to the best result he thinks can be obtained out of the situation. famous last words. 

javier zacares the noon of the rentier (in NLR may/june 2021) as advertised on the cover appears to be called euphoria of the rentier when the title is actually  reached. the idea is that capitalism has become risk averse and no longer wishes to engage with workers, production and all that faff but just wants to rent out access to resources that it owns. there is tendency to view this as a return to a variety of feudalism. 

a friend seems to be down in the centre viewing the coffin madness at close quarters. the coffin madness lasts until monday. of course mourning is important. the dead have to be decently buried so that everyone can move on. but there will be no moving on, the state is working hard to ensure that seamless succession, that lulling drone of ritual and (pop) the nearly dead will be our new (constitutional) masters. the one voted for by just 80 000 tory members and a third of her MPs  will be our new (political) master. 

it should go ok. famous last words.