(orig. published) November 19th, 2006
I am still moving my heap ‘o stuff from my old house, and doing the stuff meditation as I go. Went to the new Bond movie, Casino Royale (Mick LaSalle’s review which I vibrate harmoniously with is at http://tinyurl.com/whyqs). Tho’ the film rocks in a major fashion, and I remain a staunch admirer of Daniel Craig, the newest incarnation of JB, my feelings on leaving the theater were of an overwhelming sadness for Bond, the Urban Spaceman Killer Machine. When he says he’s ready to quit Her Majesty’s Mercenaries to save what’s left of his soul, I was sensing the doomed poignancy of his desire to get off the treadmill, metaphorically of contemporary ego-driven materialistic culture. In the end he’s left with a steely resolve to press on with a broken heart.In my email client, I somehow got into a message from Oct. 1 which contained a link to an excellent piece by Paul Craig Roberts, one of the few people of conscience who have emerged from the captive media monolith in the last few years. He writes about the transparent propaganda lying to us about the strength of the U.S. economy based on the mythical conversion from manufacturing to high-level intellectually skilled sectors – it can be found at: http://www.counterpunch.org/roberts09302006.html . Well, I’ve spent time I didn’t have simply posting SOMETHING. Peace.
