It’s perfect. It’s absolutely beautiful and PERFECT.
Iggy Pop finds the Raw Power of punk’s convictions, by Chris Parker in the AV Club
Christopher Knight, from the GQ article “The Strange & Curious Tale of the Last True Hermit”
"Far-swooping elbow’d earth—rich apple-blossom’d earth!
Smile, for your lover comes.
Prodigal, you have given me love—therefore I to you give love!
O unspeakable passionate love.
Thruster holding me tight and that I hold tight!
We hurt each other as the bridegroom and the bride hurt each other.”
—Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
Ed. Note: You can literally flip to any page of Leaves of Grass and find something racy. Whitman was NOT messing around. Also it’s really, really fun. Try it out.
From my other hit blog, Poetry Role Play that I need to update more often.This is still the best entry — so racy! Sort of sadomasochistic!
Mallory Ortberg, “Ayn Rand’s The Devil Wears Prada"
Interviewer: On the commentary track to Nosferatu, though, you talked about how the movie was an homage to your grandfather’s generation, because you are from a fatherless generation.
Herzog: Thanks, god. Thanks, god. What a blessing! What a blessing that there was not a Nazi as a father around telling me what to do and how to conquer Russia! And how to be a racist! Thanks, god! I thank god on my knees everyday.
"Werner Herzog on His Unique Career, Clowns, and Getting Punk’d by Mel Brooks" By Steve Marsh in Vulture
“A large school of mobula rays fades into the waters of Baja, Mexico. “The rays were moving quite fast and it was hard enough keeping up with them from the surface, let alone diving down to take a closer look,” writes photographer Eduardo Lopez Negrete. Mobula rays are often referred to as flying rays due to their fondness for breaching.” — the 2014 National Geographic Traveller Photo Contest
Let’s also keep in mind that a mobula ray can reach 17 foot (5.2 meter) wingspan and weigh over a ton. Freaky or cool?
Jacques Derrida, in an interview.
The great sensations behind the book order themselves around you, like planets around the sun. You will be hard pressed to read another book that understands you as well as Leaves of Grass does. It was made for you in the way that the constellations were made for you. It understands and makes space for your doubts, your love, the guilt and passions of your life and waits for you. You’ll struggle to find a moment of empathy in a book as touching, grand and unapologetic as the last line of “Song of Myself”:
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you."
A Celebration Of Walt Whitman’s Irreverent Hymnal by Rowan Ricardo Phillips [NPR]
By NICK HANAUER
"The thing about us businesspeople is that we love our customers rich and our employees poor. So for as long as there has been capitalism, capitalists have said the same thing about any effort to raise wages. We’ve had 75 years of complaints from big business—when the minimum wage was instituted, when women had to be paid equitable amounts, when child labor laws were created. Every time the capitalists said exactly the same thing in the same way: We’re all going to go bankrupt. I’ll have to close. I’ll have to lay everyone off. It hasn’t happened. In fact, the data show that when workers are better treated, business gets better. The naysayers are just wrong."