palafox posted:

stegosaurus posted:

my epub of no longer human is like 91 pages long??

from that link I posted? weird, mine was a couple hundred.

I guess it just paginates differently. thats kind of the point of epubs right? I checked on wikipedia and it seems to have all the parts I remember from the epub haha.

toy posted:

read this equally stupid and vitriolic review of Althusser's newly translated book from '69 (which ideology and ideological state apparatuses was a part of) in TNI if u want 2 be maddened.

http://thenewinquiry.com/essays/kill-the-philosopher-in-your-head/

the author switched between standard pomo screed templates so fast i think i got whiplash

elektrenai posted:

.custom214687{}NoFreeWill posted:can someone get me an aaaaarg.org account, i had to return an interlibrary loan book and i need to quote it in my thesis... they have teh pdf.does this work for you? http://grr.aaaaarg.org/txt/collection/makers.php

well i can click it and see stuff, but i can't download it because i don't have a login

Aschenbach had once given direct expression—though in an unobtrusive place—to the idea that almost everything conspicuously great is great in despite: has come into being in defiance of affliction and pain; poverty, destitution, bodily weakness, vice, passion, and a thousand other obstructions. And that was more than observation—it was the fruit of experience, it was precisely the formula of his life and fame, it was the key to his work. What wonder, then, if it was also the fixed character, the outward gesture, of his most individual figures?

The new type of hero favoured by Aschenbach, and recurring many times in his works, had early been analysed by a shrewd critic: "The conception of an intellectual and virginal manliness, which clenches its teeth and stands in modest defiance of the swords and spears that pierce its side." That was beautiful, it was spirituel, it was exact, despite the suggestion of too great passivity it held. Forbearance in the fact of fate, beauty constant under torture, are not merely passive. They are a positive achievement, an explicit triumph; and the figure of Sebastian is the most beautiful symbol, if not of art as a whole, yet certainly of the art we speak of here. Within that world of Aschenbach's creation were exhibited many phases of this theme: there was the aristocratic self-command that is eaten out within and for as long as it can conceals its biologic decline from the eyes of the world; the sere and ugly outside, hiding the embers of smouldering fire—and having power to fan them to so pure a flame as to challenge supremacy in the domain of beauty itself; the pallid languors of the flesh, contrasted with the fiery ardours of the spirit within, which can fling a whole proud people down at the foot of the Cross, at the feet of its own sheer self-abnegation; the gracious bearing preserved in the stern, stark service of form; the unreal, precarious existence of the born intrigant with its swiftly enervating alternation of schemes and desires—all these human fates and many more of their like one read in Aschenbach's pages, and reading them might doubt the existence of any other kind of heroism than the heroism born of weakness. And, after all, what kind could be truer to the spirit of the times? Gustave Aschenbach was the poet-spokesman of all those who labour at the edge of exhaustion; of the overburdened, of those who are already worn out but still hold themselves upright; of all our modern moralizers of accomplishment, with stunted growth and scanty resources, who yet contrive by skilful husbanding and prodigious spasms of will to produce, at least for a while, the effect of greatness. There are many such, they are the heroes of the age. And in Aschenbach's pages they saw themselves; he justified, he exalted them, he sang their praise—and they, they were grateful, they heralded his fame.

Edited by ArisVelouchiotis (Feb. 16, 2014 09:07:16)

Merzbow posted:

You all might be find these videos fun. It's a guy who reads a book then does a summary and also does a good analysis on it every 3weeks or so. It's well informed and educational but doesn't make it over complicated.
http://www.youtube.com/user/thugnotes/videos

Some are political. 1984, Brave New World, Homer's Odyssey, Notes from Underground (Dostoyevsky) and a lot others!

I love this guy and I'm watching all of em.

Right now I'm being forced to read Paul de Man, Derrida, Kristeva and Deleuze and all I get from it is how boring as shit it all is, how irritatingly some of it is written (especially Deleuze) and for all his failings how glad I am of Zizek for at least daring to make literary analysis something which is fun and silly and achievable for guys who are basically dumb and fun loving but who still want to at least take a stab at thinking about things. I think what bugs me about postmodern and deconstructionist styles of analysis is exactly that irritating and fake reverence for texts and their supposed mysteries and contradictions when really it can all be said much more profoundly by a guy in a sports jersey with some cartoon pigs.

"at the beginning a the book the green light has a burning quality that gets Gatsby all riled up about shacking up with this bitch.. BUT BY THE ENDA THIS BOOK.... its just another lame-ass green light"