Notes From My Desk: part 2
Notes From My Desktop: Part 2 3/26/12
It’s time to clean off my desk again and give myself some breathing space to think and write.
“If you are making your journey in a hurry, you are making it poorly”
“Let the Great World Spin“- Book Club book for this Wed which I haven’t started yet becuase I’m reading six other books including two for other book clubs. Wow – I had no idea it was based upon Philippe Petit, the French acrobat who in 1974 walked across a tightrope between the twin towers.
“Renee’ Zelweger as Beatrice Potter” – movie to check out and possibly watch sometime when I am not checking out news stories or watching documentaries.
“Ask B and K about about the success of the music industry since the internet” If internet sharing has decreased profits to mega- music-companies and the acts they produce, hasn’t it also increased the reach and exposure of less popular genres? Maybe this is just my anti-mega-companies self talking here. Anyone have any ideas?
“”How could God let that happen?” is an attitude of affluence” per a lecture I attended. Religious belief and practice grows where suffering is more prevalent. God is with us in tragedy, not meting it out. This is the opposite of the “prosperity doctrine” that says “If you have money/resources it is because God favors you.” note to self – reread the Book of Job. Give thanks in all cricumstances, not for.
“Borderland – essays from the US Canadian divide” – Provocative essays on the distinct history and culture of Buffalo and the Canadian border region.
Poor Buffalo—so rusty and abandoned, so sadly persistent in its despair, so abused by comedians, yet so close to serene and orderly Canada, and so blessed with an attractively resilient and rebellious spirit that its expatriates cannot wait to return. In essays that are historical and lyrical, objective yet powerfully emotional, Bruce Fisher offers a unique look at the distinct history and culture of Buffalo and the Canadian border region.
MY FRIEND DAHMER - the haunting, new graphic novel by Derf Backderf,an award-winning cartoonist and comix creator.
In these pages, Backderf tries to make sense of the iconic monster who he shared the same school hallways, cafeterias, libraries, and compulsive car rides. What emerges is a surprisingly sympathetic portrait of a disturbed young man struggling helplessly against the ghastly urges bubbling up from the deep recesses of his psyche. The Dahmer recounted here, universally regarded as an inhuman monster by the rest of the world, is a lonely oddball who, in reality, is all too human.
I haven’t read more than a few pages, but my favorite line so far is:
“Where the hell were all the adults?“