Thursday, July 13, 2006
The bank teller might have bunions
Derrick Jensen sez: “Attempting to maintain complete awareness of the fact that each person has a history, each one has preferences, each one has hobbies, causes me existentially to seize up, like an engine run too far in the red. I can feel my internal pistons begin to tap, then knock, and I know I’ve got to slow down. I can’t always be aware of the fact that my postal carrier was once a child, nor that the bank teller might have bunions. All of this is one reason I live in a small town: To navigate within cities demands intense objectification in defense of one’s sanity.”
Desmond Morris sez: “In the busy streets, you develop human traffic skills of amazing dexterity. In crowded buses, trains, and elevators, you acquire a blank stare. You have eyes only for those you know. This enables you to enjoy the varied delights of the big city while mentally re-creating a personal tribe existence.”
News from a planet under siege:
...but maybe the jellyfish will take over. (Hey, at least they won’t develop nuclear weapons or microwave ovens.)
It’s a bird, it’s a chainsaw?
(Thanks, Tub Thumper)