Wednesday, March 16, 2011

the great gatsby

Desire is never satisfied. When Fitzgerald labels the houses "inessential" his word choice almost seems to imply that the houses are of no use, as anything desired and retrieved is then less wanted obviously, and thus becomes eventually undesirable and "inessential" as this is the nature of desire. He also says the "old island..flowered once.." describing America as once beautiful when it was desired but then when the desire vanished upon the retrieving of it, America must have grown...stale. This is also implied when he says America when desired was a "fresh green breast"- a metaphor that could mean both that the breast was like youth to grow old when was it retrieved and also the desire for America was as empty as the desire for lust, which is notoriously empty since such a desire can never really be eternally satisfied. Fitzgerald also said "his dream must have seemed so close..He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in the vast obscurity behind the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled under the night" which seems to say that dreams can never be achieved as desire is truly never satisfied and that obscurity is the emptiness of desire thus. Also, the dark fields of the republic rolling under the night was the desire for America being obfuscated and ultimately discintigrated by the darkness of the emptiness of desire. The "orgastic future..reced[ing] us" is making the future-the goal to satisfy desire-equivalent to a sexual encounter, in which a climax is followed by what? The satisfaction is fleeting and never tangible enough to be true, and so the future, the satisfaction, must inevitably discintigrate as any pleasure of attaining the desire must. "It eluded us then, but that's no matter- to-morrow we will run faster, stretch our arms farther....And we beat on, boats against the currenty, borne back ceaselessly into the past." Desire always breeds a useless hope as is described by the wishing that if efforts are just greater, so shall be the satisfaction. But truly, trying to obtain the satisfaction is as useless as trying to swim against the current.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

My wood......

Forster's view of owning property claims the act to be the cause of an aviricious discontentment. Is he correct? Owning possessions does seem to breed a mentality which is expectant of the maintenance of at least the original quantity of possessions while also aspiring to secure an even greater amount. This phenomenon is observed greatly in the trends that arise in a consummerism society, such as that of America, in which the richest Americans continually trend to become richer, and, in effect, the size of the lower class and the severity of their poverty grows. This poverty growth, though, is not the evil Forster describes in his essay. Instead, he focuses on the effect of the self of owning property. Its detrimental damages include the growth of desire to continually possess more, and the issue now is whether desire breeds discontentment or not. Desire can be said to be the ultimate cause of suffering, for if one does not desire to not suffer, how can they suffer of suffering? Logic seems to demonstrate that Forster is right on target.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

ad


This ad boasts a motorcycle flying across the pavement- an experience that is probably a little excessively risky for the average purchaser, but certainly proves attractive in its powerful speed. Most buyers will probably never experience the rush conveyed in this ad, and thus this rush shown can be considered a bearer of false implications, which are establiched only to capture attention of consumers-stir about desire-without any hint of reality embedded.

Quarter 3 Books

i read 6 books, the equivalent of 6 books

Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
Slapstick by Kurt Vonnegut
To The Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
Bloodsucking Fiends by Christopher Moore
Bite Me by Christopher Moore
Animal Liberation by Peter Singer


Animal Liberation
Singer proves that an animal has the natural right to not have pain unfairly inflicted upon them because and ONLY because that animal possesses the capability to experience pain. Singer's case is presented in such palpable logic it would be impossible to deny the validity of his reasoning without being unreasonable.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Quote

In a consumer society there are inevitably two kinds of slaves: the prisoners of addiction and the prisoners of envy.

-Ivan Illich (1926-2002)


Capitalism is a consumer society, and indeed there may in it be a sense of contentment, yet does such satisfaction not prove to be hollow? Capitalism favors the establishing of enormous businesses and, in turn, an extremely wealthy class. Yet this class, however prosperous it becomes, seems to act continually in pursuit of furthering their wealth. Is it not ingrained in human nature to do so? And it seems that once the taste of wealth strikes one, it becomes nearly impossible to plunder from one the inevitable desire to have that wealth maintained, or, better yet, increased. Is it for the ego boost of possessing more? Or the familiarity of their possessions which catalyzes the looming threat that the consolation of it would possibly diminish? No matter, it is certainly true that such a desire is an addiction to which one can with tremendous ease suffer of. It is an addiction which one can fall slave to and prisoner of without even the slightest recognition of their imprisonment. And it inevitably siezes any whose prosperity is to any superior degree. Thus, the wealthy class can be claimed all prisoners. But who remains? The prisoners of envy, those who are not prosperous. In a consumer society, if there is a wealthy class, there must exist a poor class, the have-nots. And is it not true that the entirity of this group looks upon the wealthy with only jealous eyes? Who does not wish to be rich? They are the slaves of coveting, endlessly harvesting their envy.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Tim Burton Is Such A Capitalist

The Nightmare Before Christmas is a piece of anti-communistic, pro-capitalitic propaganda cloaked with the disguise of simplicity and a lack of completely blunt explicity. Nevertheless, the propaganda is obvious after the reasoning by which the plot progresses is contemplated. The movie portrays an individual, Jack Skellington, whose efforts to change himself ensue after he stumbles upon another individual, Santa Claus. Jack tries to become Santa Claus, but in the end the attempt fails and Jack realizes that who he was in the first place was perfectly sufficient for him. Jack sacrifices his desire to be Santa for the sake of what? Why does Jack want to become Santa Claus in the first place? The simple answer which the movie offers is that Jack is tired of being who he is. He is tired of the dull monotony that steers his life, controls his life, and is unrelenting. But Santa Claus emits an inspiration for Jack to change, to transform into the Santa Claus. But when Santa Claus is replaced, who is to play Jack in his Halloween town? His town needs him. This very scenario symbolizes the ultimate conflict of the world: the clash of the rich class and the poor class. Capitalism works only in that there lives a poor class as well as a rich class: these contrasting classes are the very product as well as the very basis of the functioning of capitalism. So, for capitalism to function, the rich cannot exist without the existance of the poor and vice versa, lest there be only one class and for that to be, the economy would be communistic. Now, in the movie, Jack symbolizes the poor class and Santa Claus the rich. Jack aspires to become rich like Santa, but cannot for that would terminate the poor class. Because the movie shows it to be true that Jack cannot become Santa, the theme is supporting the basis of capitalism and denying the basis of communism. Which is no wonder: Tim Burton is rich.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Groundhog Day.

Bill Murray presents himself as a man everyone can relate to in the heart-warming comedy Groundhog Day. His tale is a superb demonstration of the unwittingness we humans engange in when we find ourselves stumbling over the difficulty of learning to refine ourselves, to better ourselves, to improve our mentalities by means of becoming knowledgeable of those around us and of, in turn, the sympathy we can produce for them and manage to let flourish in our everyday behavior.

Bill's character, Phil, finds himself awakening every day to the same day, Groundhog Day, which he finds as much misery in enduring as the most dreary of pessimists could fathom. This trap, this torturous period of time that he has been cruelly stuck within, mimicks the monotomy of our reactions to challenges that we are presented with constantly and the results of these automatic reactions. We, speaking in a range inclusive of all humans, fall victim to our habits all too often, and fail to learn a thing. We allow ourselves to supress our better natures under some impression that glory is acheived through bitterness, heartlessness, depression. And this way of thinking becomes the worst plague of a routine, so ruthless in its addictive nature and so destructive to our own happiness and those who find themselves wedged in our presence, among our aura of disregard to sympathy and worship of destruction and pain. Yet we are ignorant.

However, Phil begins to alter his habits. Though the time required for his change was lenghty to say the least, as he clung to his mentality stubbornly, his reactions eventually, gradually changed. On the last day he was granted to wake to the holiday, Phil seized every oppurtunity he possibly could to aid the people near him; snatching lives from the ominous forms of pain and death infiltrating the town and making the day a perfect day for all those he could. This turn towards the glorification that shines righteuosly in opposition to old habits of bitter actions symbolizes the internal struggle we all have between the two, and the success, the victory, the prevailing reign of the righteous, which can be sewn into the soul by awareness and practice, despite the discouraging length of time it seems to take.