Issue #3
Spring
/ Summer
2004
contents
In the boudoir of two colors the easy
reading of children fills tool boxes
with rattles and thumbs. Love
can’t be shaken from blunt tongues
insisting for fifty years with groin
and groan. Race relations concern
the residents of the North and South
Poles in a dream of schoolyard games
among us and them. Each evening
married couples masturbate in each
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Caption
for Cartoons Not Yet Drawn: Premature Anticipation
celia
bland
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Caption
1. Anticipation
is premature when she starts sweating
On a high stool before plate glass.
Caption
2: It’s photo
realism: city grays, a
red coat moving, a man loping
smoking in black.
Caption
3: She is
writing, pretending not to have…
So he will call out to her.
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Missing
Simon
natalie safir
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Grief is a fire of pain
through the flesh,
my friend cries
staring as
the toaster's coil
of hot wires turns
from curly orange
to thinner and thinner
threads of kohl.
I
watched my husband's
body dwindle
like that, she sighs,
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And between each word is a volume
though intention may not place it
at least I intend to leave space
set the pace of mystery
you don't need to try
it pulls in its wake
desire's essence
is will itself
drawn like
the Tao
to the
...
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The
burning academic question of the
day: Should we professors be
permitted to "hook up with" our
students, as the kids put it? Or
they with us? In the olden days
when I was a student (back in
the last century) hooking up
with professors was more or less
part of the curriculum. (Okay, I
went to
art school.)
But that was a different era,
back when sex — even when not so
great or someone got their
feelings hurt —fell under the
category of experience, rather
than injury and trauma. It
didn't automatically impede your
education; sometimes it even
facilitated it.
But such
things can't be guaranteed to
turn out well — what percentage
of romances do? — so colleges
around the country are
formulating policies to regulate
such interactions, to protect
against the possibility of
romantic adversity. In 2003, the
University of California's nine
campuses ruled to
ban
consensual relationships
between professors and any
students they may "reasonably
expect" to have future
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The Architecture of
Self-Deception: Why Freud
Is Still Worth Taking
Seriously
david livingstone smith
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I
was dismayed to read James
Brody’s "Defense
Mechanisms in EP?: Nope"
in the Fall/Winter 2003
issue of this journal,
although I can’t honestly
say that I was surprised.
Many scientists routinely
dismiss Freud’s theories
as unworthy of serious
consideration, often
without the benefit of an
accurate understanding of
what these theories
actually state.[1]
I think that this is a
mistake, for reasons well
expressed by Clark Glymour,
a fine philosopher of
science and fierce critic
of Freud’s scientific
pretensions. ‘Even when
Freud had the wrong answer
to a question, or refused
to give an answer, he knew
what the question was and
what was at stake in it.
And when he was deeply
wrong it was often for
reasons that still make
parts of cognitive
psychology wrong.’[2]
Although Freud is often
off base — sometimes very
far off base — his
engagement with
fundamental questions
about the human mind can
still provide food for
thought, but
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Although rational in many ways,
the idea of considering human
beings as something apart from
nature is dangerous. Evolution
has shaped all organisms, us
included. Moreover, we are all
shaped to live in particular
environments. If animals are
kept under unfavourable
conditions their health tends to
deteriorate, they typically
behave oddly and appear
discontent. People living in
modern societies show similar
ailments, as witnessed by the
incidence of various maladies,
including mental disorders. I
believe it is possible to
alleviate these problems by
creating living conditions
closer to those our genes are
adapted to; but in order to do
so, we need to accept our
biological inheritance.
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The End of Lies
natalie bronstein |
So, I was just at Yoni's very
modernist
place
a couple of nights
ago. The ceiling's about
20 feet or more high; the
kitchen is all stainless
steel, and the floors are
linseed-oiled cypress.
There's more, like his
Motherwell
that he keeps propped up
on the desk in the hall.
And it's incredible, his
place, but I want to keep
this short.
I saw a bracelet made of
rhinestones on his kitchen
counter. I figured it was
Rebecca's — his other
off-and-on girl. I didn't
let it bother me.
That's the
scenery.
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Fiction is a peculiar gossip that,
unlike essays, demands lies rather
than encourages them, clever lies
that seem to be true while not
resembling anyone living or dead.
The following might have been good
fiction.
Repairs to Verona from the last
world war were still incomplete in
the spring of '56 but the coming
generation of Italians and Americans
rediscovered self indulgence through
rising incomes, television, and rock
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Celebrating Magnificent
Inequality
james brody
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Every reviewer
has two tasks: to tell you what the author did and how well he did
it. Many of us, however, take advantage of the author and hitch a
free ride, expounding our own answers to his questions and using
his prominence to draw attention to ourselves. I’ve done so here.
Excellence: Definition, Evidence, and Explanation
“Excellence
exists and it is time to acknowledge and celebrate the magnificent
inequality that has enabled some of our fellow humans to have so
enriched the lives of the rest of us.” (Murray, 2003, pp. 449-450)
It’s about
time!
Murray summarizes human achievement across three millennia and in
three cultures, translates its history into graphs, and explains
the greatness and subsequent decline, especially in Western
Europe, in science and art in the 15 decades before and after
1850. He affirms that greatness exists and pleads that a belief in
truth, beauty, and good catalyze
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art
16" x 20", b&w
2001
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"We
are all one
spirit, our
soul the
breath of it."
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22 x 36", oil
on paper 2002
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"Sitting
still; long
enough to
gather all
of my
dispersed
selves."
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