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"All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,
Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,
And the Lady Hollyhock.

Fairy places, Fairy things,
Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,
Tiny trees for tiny dames.
- These must all be Fairy names !"

(from Child's Garden of Verses
by R.L. Stevenson)


"Anyone can write a short-story.
A bad one, I mean."

(R.L. Stevenson)
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"Science without conscience is the Soul's perdition."
- Francois Rabelais, Pantagruel
- Acc to/above is citated from: Medical Apartheid. The dark history of Medical Experimentation on Black Americans from Colonial Times to the Present, by Harriet A. Washington (Doubleday ; 2006 ; p. 1.)

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"In the high society of the first half of the century, marriage, despite it's bestowal status upon the wife, was the most absurdity. Marriage, conferring instanteous rank or money, ... lost most of its prestige and moment right after the wedding. ...By the end of the century, spurred by Rousseau's moralistic Nouvelle Hèloíse, a contrary cult, that of virtue, arose. After 1770 conjugal and maternal love became not merely admissible, but, for some, moral imperatives. ...

[...]
...Rousseau, who sought for himself the crown of morality in ostensibly defending marriage, presents in his Nouvelle Hèloíse the most enticing and extended defense of illicit love ever penned. The root of the problem is that as the century progressed sensibility became confused with morality: passionate feeling, if expressed in a highly civilized mode with grace and nuance, makes us forgive the Rousseau of The Confessions, for example, his pettiness, his jealousies, his betrayals. This moral-amoral byplay, present already in the novels of Richardson, was to be more intense as the century unfolded."
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Madelyn Gutwirth : Madame De Staèl, Novelist. The emergence of the Artist as Woman (10,15.)

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"...As the social contract seems tame in comparison with war, so fucking and sucking come to seem merely nice, and therefore unexciting. ... To be 'nice', as to be civilized, means being alienated from this savage experience - which is entirely staged. [...] The rituals of domination and enslavement being more and more practiced, the art that is more and more devoted to rendering their themes, are perhaps only a logical extension of an affluent society's tendency to turn every part of people's lives into a taste, a choice; to invite them to regard their very lives as a (life) style." - Susan Sontag , on 'Fascinating Fascism' (-74; p 103;104-5 at Under the sign of Saturn)
; "Anyone who cannot give an account to oneself of the past three thousand years remains in darkness, without experience, living from day to day." (Goethe) - as cited by Sontag (on same compile; p. 137.)

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"It is widely accepted that we are now living in the 'Anthropocene', a new geological epoch in which the Earth's ecosystems and climate are being fundamentally altered by the activities of humans. I loathe the term, but I can't deny that it's appropriate."
; (Goulson), Silent Earth : Averting the Insect Apocalypse (2021; p 47.)
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"It is sometimes said that humanity is at war with nature, but the word 'war' implies a two-way conflict. Our chemical onslaught on nature is more akin to genocide. It is small wonder that our wildlife is in decline."
; (Goulson, 2021 ; 118.)
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"If we believe absurdities, we shall commit atrocities." (Voltaire)
- Citated from; (Joy, Melanie), Why We Love Dogs, Eat Pigs and Wear Cows : An Introduction to Carnism(2010; p. 95.)
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"In the presence of the monster, you have eyes and ears for nothing else."
; (Flora Tristan) : London Journal of Flora Tristan: the Aristocracy and the Working Class of England ; 1842-edit. (tr: 1982. ; p. 71.)

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"Every minority invokes justice, and justice is liberty.
A party can be judged of only by the doctrine which
it professes when it is the strongest."
Mdme de Staêl
(on) 'Consideration sur le Révolution de la Francaise' [1818]


9/14/14

MSW Book Recommendation #41 ; "Alive! , she cried." or, "an object lesson in civilizations"

 
'We won't ruin Mars', said the captain. 'It's too big and too good.'

' You think not? We Earth Men have a talent for ruining big, beautiful things. The only reason not set up hot-dog stands in the midst of Egyptian temple of Karnak is because it was out of the way and served no large commercial purpose. And Egypt is a small part of Earth. But here, this whole things is ancient and different, and we have to set down somewhere and start fouling it up. We'll call the canal the Rockefeller Canal and the Mountain King George Mountain and the sea the Dupont Sea, and there'll be Roosevelt and Lincoln and Coolidge cities and it won't ever be right, when there are the proper names for these places. '

' That'll be your job, as archeologists, to find out the old names, and we'll use them.'

' A few men like us against all the commercial interests.' Spender looked at the iron mountains. 'They know we're here tonight, to spit in their wine, and I imagine they hate us.'

The captain shook his head. ' There's no hatred here …They probably don't mind us being here more than they'd mind children playing on the lawn, knowing and understanding children for what they are. And, anyway, perhaps all this will change us for the better. ...But one day Earth will be as Mars is today. This will sober us. It's an object lesson in civilizations.' ” (; Bradbury; Martian chronicles / Silver locust, p1956)

[Recommendation IV / 2014]

The Hop-Friend”
(A short-story by Terry Carr) ; p. 1962.

'What you boys would like
us cook up for the following post. ...Some pasta?'

; Only reluctantly did I select this science-fiction short-tail for current sequel on our recommendations(-series). That is said not from this for any substandard story, otherways wouldn't naturally had selected it in the first place. Quite the contrary, I think this particular story from human-alien-contact to some primer of quality. Even that, I have to admit, the scifi never was any my main interest here. Or, the 1900s fiction more generally thought, even.

But, I suddenly noticed we'd actually presented surprisingly little of the scifi here. From our former picks only Le Guin (...Recom 25 in the serie) and Huxley (Recom, 21 and half) seems by some justifications fit for that criteria. Shelley and Lovecraft only...distantly relating if any scifi considered. (; ...Albeit, I suppose we formerly devoted some words on Philip K. Dick too, but seems that particular Recom nowhere here remained. Same concerns the Pierre Boulle's [1912-94] Planet Apes too, a book more popular and better than the vast majority from lot more modern, maybe also more valued books as 'stricktly scifi'...or smtgh.) ; So let this here be some 'lazy' selection now...for it's 'only' a short-story and that selected of not bothering for any scifi novels. Of the same reasons, not many words at this recom.

Even though I've not much too familiar with, or read anyhow overwhelmingly this field-of-literature, seems it that by the earliest - I mean from the early/mid 1900s, - science-fiction was rather much an american phenomenom. At least on basis of my only limited readings from. Of course there were others, and actually a larger number or even majority from those writers perhaps had emigrated. Another P-O-V, I recall had read (...of some place, maybe it was the collection this story picked from) that in the early days there was some sort of division between the science-fiction writers who imagined their futuristic universes inhabited by humans, solely. In other words, in their stories the 'galactic colonization' having begun from the surface of Earth and characters representing solely the boys and girls (...Probably words by Asimov and him as some of the leading representants on that.) And, then (there were) writers who preferred to imagine the galaxies and stars inhabited by most various races and therefore the prevailing theme on the stories naturally was the alien-human contact. That 'trend' or that sort of fictional solutions most represented by Bradbury (...So it's quite natural we have the quote from his famous classic novel here above).
 
; Another interesting question, of course, arising from (many) stories of that latter 'group' likely was the question about alien sex. (Amongst the earthly species, about 99.5 per cent, or more, from the all species contain, stricktly or at least temporarily, male and female sexes. In case from the alien life-forms wouldn't necessary need to be so...but I don't know, it also been a quite fruithful source for stories. Many from the stories also been situated to some projected futures, or as well at the present times but on Earths surface, solely or mainly.)

; Sola, your Alien Connection. Privately.


So, since from my early youth I've not read any science-fiction too enthusiastically or much. In fact, I think that on my later reading days I begun favoring the short-stories and -tales, just because I thought most from the larger (scifi-) novels all too frustrating bother for. Those, sort of, seemed offer nothing much worth any serious interest. Or, too little worth the some 600-800 pages blockbuster megaseller readings. In short, perhaps not so good ideas but lots of the story-telling. Much of a words, but less insight. As much plot-turns and humorism, but really not any important themes, sort of. (It's from the 1960s for more recent days I'm referring by this.) ; Naturally, I've missed a great deal from the better sort of stories, and, of course it's easy think various good exceptions from that above 'judgement'. Enjoyed a lot some Brian Aldiss's stories due their reflected environmental themes/content. Robert Silverberg's some better sort of storiest too. Fritz Leiber (1910-92), R.L.Howard, Doris Piserchia, (likewise Doris) Lessing...and others. Every dog seems had it's day, if I were to consider some of my (limited, yet unmentioned) scifi faves to some definite list (...I don't, of not reading scifi so much, like said before.)

; ...Any favorites selections only would appear some matter of an opinion, of course. Might be noted too the times having also lot changed. After the 1950s, I mean. (If we stop to contemplate on it for moment, that was an era when the belief for (/or dreamings about) some portable mini-reactor powered ash-trays and the nightmarish views from the nuclear total annihilation lived and waltzed at some fruithful co-existence. As both seemed like alternate but still completely realistic prospects from the close near futures to be seen. Thinking it little more carefully, only major difference of that for our present ages being that not bit of faith remains on for such everlasting solutions. Optimistically thinking I'd say we could call that some progress. Maybe the scifi has had its place on that development too. ; ...Anyway, permitted it then a birth of this new genre for literatures, christened for and later better known as science-fiction. (At least that's one way to look at that now.)

;...This particular story by Carr (1937-87) I did enjoy most because it - so much – resembled that 'good old time' science fiction. I fx discovered interesting description from the depicted alien creature, for it clearly had much in common w. the insects usual features. Fx, has the wings, and it sort disappears and reappears much like the Earthly insects usually do. Insect-resemblance of course common and usual feature to most alien creations of fiction, both at the books and cinema. Already the Wells's martians from the late 19th century have a lot of it, but only on their outer looks. (While maybe the usual comparison is for the amoeban, or squids, from their tentacles in particular.) ; But what's exceptional at the Carr's story, I think, is that those described features are so nicely bound for it's behaviours and general essence. (Of course, that also probably is not so rare as my limited readings would only seem to tell...) 
 
Seems he also written on prewords to that on a story-collection that the idea from how unlike is we'd to have any means of understanding the creatures of an alien planet was a popular idea at the scifi around the time. Quite expetable, or course. But it's actually just the same from the most other animal species we human encounter at this planet (of ours). Their different, from the appearance and mind, just because..them are different species (So I actually think E.R.Burroughs was some ways miles ahead compared to most by imagining his Martian deserts populated from various different races, even if that was quite stereotypically realized.) 
 
Also seems this (discussed) story to contain much of the 'classic elements' on scifi, fx that ever-fruithful problem about alien-man connection (/and that alien sex, even if it's not discussed), the created glass-domes artificial atmospheres over the artificial cities built for Mars, the robots, etc ; ...But also story, partly, seems tied for it's time of writing, fx reflects also the questions/dreams about human search on space from some substites for the planet Earth's declining resources. ...And also, esp. those unforgettable closing sentences at the story.
Every manner good scifi-tale, but that's just about how much space we could dedicate for it on this particular sequel. And may the stories live on. (; W-G.)

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; ...From the rider (of this chapter) I at first thought it should be devoted for the wild animals. ...Just because I could not select any other proper for this 'Hop-Friend', but now I think – these circumstances considered – only suitable rider on this now is The Death. And quite obviously his ride has already 'till now been all too long (...half the centurys quite enough time 'in the rim', as everyone is very well aware about, even without lessons in civilizations.). And may it end as soon as possible. 

; ...About the awful Frog-Beth we are now obliged to announce that despite a greatest demand and curiosity for, not details from her was yet allowed to represent in public (of the safety and hygienic reasons). So, we'll postpone any material we have to the following sequels decorations, etc. But at least you have these couple primadonnas here, for now... 



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