having completed today's blogpost
(largely written yesterday but only completed this morning)
horsemouth has started immediately on tomorrow's
no kilvert today (or if at least there was plommer does not record it).
the portable hannah arendt goes well. there is a kind of soap opera to her life and of course there is the film.
young student. affair with heidegger. studies with jaspers. repudiates philosophy. flees nazis but doesn't exile to palestine. refugee. ends up in paris and then america. thinks, writes. controversy. sudden death in mid project.
there is a pleasing adornoesque harshness to her judgements. take, for example, an off-hand comment from 1946;
'a decent human existence is possible today only on the fringes of society'
horsemouth on the fringes of society
horsemouth wouldn't say only but he does think that the fringes are a good place to hide. long ago he took his friend mr.social control the ranting poet's advice about getting a day job and using that to support his art. (though admittedly a lot of things had to happen before he could take that advice).
the day job (supporting deaf students in higher education aka. beachside donkey rides) was good to him as was his social housing with the communal endeavour. his life shifted to a new pattern. he had only to add acoustic guitar music to this and he had a lifestyle.
this supported him for the best part of 25 years.
elsewhere back in the world things are following their usual sub-optimal path (horsemouth waits to hear just how sub-optimal). he supposes if it can be got to an ending then that is sufficient.
currently he doesn't have these problems. he is still on the fringes of society but in a different way to the earlier dispensation.
the evening before a moon outside the window. in the morning mist and cloud.
'misty blue and lilac too
never to grow old...'
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