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A Perez Hilton commentator passes judgement on Mackenzie Philips fucking Mick Jagger.
A Perez Hilton commentator passes judgement on Mackenzie Philips fucking Mick Jagger.
Found in the notebook of ten years ago, dated 21 September 1999. Very much a draft, it was nonetheless written with potential publication in mind. I've reproduced some the draft-editing with the cross outs.
I recently watched an NFB film during the Atlantic Film Festival held in Halifax last September. And because it was the NFB, they had a two minute long (five minutes?) montage/ad showing various clips from their archives, to pat themselves on the back with the motto, 'the images of our lives: NFB/ONF 1939-1999. Sixty years ... etc. It reminded me of that the NFB is one of the few cultural products that Canada produces which is more obviously cultural. We are the country that claims to have a culture around shopping merchandise outlets (Eatons, The Bay) and a bunch of grown men chasing a rubber disk around on an artificially frozen slab of ice. (are Canadian examples of Can culture. This is not something to be proud of. It is just pathetic). My point is that what Canada claims to call its culture is really the experience of games and corporations. Anthropologically, there is a case for this, but it's convoluted. Now the Americans have a culture, there is no denying that. They have important painters and writers and musicians. And they have their Hollywood which claims to produce a cultural product (but in reality seem to produces 2 hour long for commercials they are commercials for the actors and the directors and the toy companies and in the at the turn of the century, the digital effects magicians). Of course, the technically minded will remind us that the century doesn't start until 2001, which illustrates why the technically minded's reason and logic have never been too popular, because they ignore psychological realities. You have to reason it out, it's not obvious, that the century starts in 2001. And the really stupid will say the same about the millennium, but it's obvious that millennium are periods of a thousand years. I learned that three zeroes males a thousand. We didn't call 999 two years before the millennium. Nineteen will change to twenty, ninety-nine will change to a thousand. One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine will become two thousand. Roman numerals will be succinctly MM. And that doesn't stand for Much Music - mille mille, a thousand thousand. The NFB montage reminded me that film has been the dominant art form of this century. I would rather watch a movie based on a book than read the book, and I'm sure I'm not alone in this. Purists might think I'm lazy, that I'm some aesthetic chump, but why should I be embarrassed or ashamed to prefer a succint version of literature that I can enjoy visually? Film images are so important to our turn of the century culture the NFB, Canada that they belong to everybody. Sure it says the NFB, it says Canada but it belongs to the world. [This written as a callout]: Canada is an important source of important films that contribute to the world's culture. [Then this gets personal/reflective]: It occurred to me and then slipped from my grasp. What art was all about. It's endlessly annoying to hear how art has been categorized, fit into a conceptual framework so that when an educated, supposedly sophisticated art person can give an answer when challenged by the question of certain exhibitions or curious crowd/patrons. To me, the ability to give an answer to the question of what is art is means you in some ways missed the mark. I don't think art is about questions and answers. I don't think art is about meanings. I've come to appreciate that is which is [sic] dumbfounding, that which is wordless. An experience that is felt and not explained. It is a zen like think for me. So, it is the information age / the space age / the computer age / etc etc. The multitude of names for a period in which we are living, exemplifies one of the stupidities of our post modern age times. "Agh, its too much! Too much ..." etc etc. I suppose that type of condition, much cliched now, is the appeal of a dumbfounding art. Perhaps there are many of you that wish to understand, to grasp, who have believed that to know s the goal. But why? A painting is just another picture, a sculpture is just another lump to navigate around. I doubt that there have been such a large number of talentless hacks, that we, as audience members, and the witless appreciative hacks. To make something that is different, to put something which engages the mind and the senses.The importance of artistic things in our lives is numerous - the importance of being dressed, the TV shows we must watch, the song we must dance too. The broad view is the existential one, that we will all die, and so who cares about anything. But death is not a reality for the majority of us. Most of us will not die tomorrow. And while we are young we are infused with the impossibility of death. We can afford to be bored. Art for us can be meaningless. Our young women can afford to listen to Celine Dion and Mariah Carey. Art appears to be the biggest side show of all. Here in colonial North America, haunted by a past that as Canadians we are ignorant of, and haunted by the American history and the American culture, culture is a terrible thing, something to avoid by going shopping at Eaton's, or by watching a hockey game.Hardt & Negri's next book, Commonwealth, will be published October 1st.
Michael Hardt speaking last year:The Holy Grail of the Unconscious
By SARA CORBETT
This is a story about a nearly 100-year-old book, bound in red leather, which has spent the last quarter century secreted away in a bank vault in Switzerland. The book is big and heavy and its spine is etched with gold letters that say “Liber Novus,” which is Latin for “New Book.” Its pages are made from thick cream-colored parchment and filled with paintings of otherworldly creatures and handwritten dialogues with gods and devils. If you didn’t know the book’s vintage, you might confuse it for a lost medieval tome.
Mad Men debuted in 2007, and corresponds to a fin-de-decade zeitgeist which may in turn provoke the next decade (2010-2020) to look more Modernist. Will Mad Men inspire people to begin dressing in similar ways? Already in the summer of 2009, Banana Republic had partnered with the show to sell similar fashion.