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<p>I knew <a href="http://www.mrtoledano.com/The-United-States-of-Entertainment/03">this looked familiar</a> (via <a href="http://rileydog.posterous.com/the-united-states-of-entertainment">Riley Dog</a>). Apparently he's been moved.</p>]]></description>
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         <title>Baldessari sings LeWitt</title>
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<p>Ran across this little artifact while sorting through some pictures, and it reminded me of an <a href="http://thispublicaddress.com/tPA3/2003/06/footstool.html">entry from 2003</a>.</p>
				
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         <title>You&apos;re either with it or you&apos;re not.</title>
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         <title>The Rhetoric of Douchebags</title>
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The rhetoric of stags is a display of raw physical and psychological energy conveyed by the simplest possible techniques and thus illustrates my contention that rhetoric, in essence, can be viewed as a form of energy that results from reaction to a situation and is transmitted by a code. Though costly in energy, since it can go on for as much as an hour, it is less costly and dangerous than an actual fight. From this and from similar evidence it seems clear that nature has encouraged the evolution of rhetorical communication as a substitute for physical encounters. The rhetorical energy a stag can exhibit is directly proportional to his physical strength and potential as the best mate for a female. This is tested by debate. The evolutionary function of the display is to determine who is the fittest to survive and transmit his genes to future generations of the species. The social function is to secure authority, territory, and mating rights.<br /><br />
In terms of the traditional Western concept of the five parts of rhetoric, the confrontation of the stags seems to contain elements of invention, arrangement, style, memory, and delivery, though these are natural attributes and not conscious &#8220;art.&#8221; The inventional elements, the code by which the stag&#8217;s energy is transmitted, are of the simplest sort: repetition of the same utterance, with increasing volume, for as long as possible up to an hour. Here, as in all animal communication and to a considerable extent in human communication, overstatement and redundancy are the means of overcoming distracting noise in the environment, securing attention, and expressing confidence and resolve to prevail.<br /><br />
George Kennedy, <em>Comparative Rhetoric</em> 14.
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<p>Following up on my earlier puzzlement about <a href="http://thispublicaddress.com/tPA4/archives/2009/11/rhetoricanger_is_an_energy.html">Kennedy&#8217;s contention that &#8220;rhetoric is an energy,&#8221;</a> it seems that this is his formulation rather than something with a solid source. I think that his observations have merit, though I am not at all convinced that rhetoric is entirely &#8220;transmitted by a code.&#8221; Code implies <em>articulation</em> of the elements into discrete &#8220;packets&#8221; or symbols&#8212;this is the part that I struggle with. I don&#8217;t think that visual experiences can be summarized that neatly.</p>
<p> Nonetheless, Kennedy&#8217;s articulation of the role of overstatement and redundancy seems particularly key in analyzing the rhetoric of the health care debate&#8212;on both sides. Few people seem to have actually read the legislation and insist on repeating hearsay evidence from dubious sources until it secures attention, expresses confidence and cements their resolve to prevail.</p>
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<em>Aut insanit Homo, aut versus facit&#8212;</em><br />
[The man is either raving or composing. Hor. <em>Sat.</em> 7. <em>lib.</em> 2.]<br /><br />
Composing and Raving must necessarily, we see, bear a resemblance. And for those
Composers who deal in Systems, and airy Speculations, they have vulgarly pass&#8217;d for
a sort of <em>Prose-Poets</em>. Their secret Practice and Habit has been as frequently noted:<br /><br />
<em>Murmura cùm secum & rabiosa silentia rodunt.</em><br />
[They chew over mumbles with themselves and rabid silences. Pers. <em>Sat.</em> 3.]<br /><br />
Both these sorts are happily indulg&#8217;d in this Method of Evacuation. They are thought
to act naturally, and in their proper way, when they assume these odd Manners. But of
other Authors &#8217;tis expected they shou&#8217;d be better bred. They are oblig&#8217;d to preserve a
more conversible Habit; which is no small misfortune to &#8217;em. For if their Meditation
and Resvery be obstructed by the fear of a nonconforming Mein in Conversation, they
may happen to be so much the worse <em>Authors</em> for being <em>finer Gentlemen</em>. Their Fervency of Imagination may possibly be as strong as either the Philosopher&#8217;s or the Poet&#8217;s. But being deny&#8217;d an equal Benefit of Discharge, and with-held from the
wholesom manner of Relief in private; &#8217;tis no wonder if they appear with so
much Froth and Scum in publick.<br /><br />
&#8217;Tis observable, that the Writers of Memoirs and Essays are chiefly subject to this
frothy Distemper. Nor can it be doubted that this is the true Reason why these
Gentlemen entertain the World so lavishly with what relates to <em>themselves</em>. For having had no opportunity of privately conversing with themselves, or exercising their own <em>Genius</em>, so as to make Acquaintance with it, or prove its Strength; they immediately fall to work in a wrong place, and exhibit on the Stage of the World that <em>Practice</em>, which they shou&#8217;d have kept to themselves; if they design&#8217;d that either they, or the World, shou&#8217;d be the better for their Moralitys. Who indeed can endure to hear <em>an Empirick</em> talk of his own Constitution, how he governs and manages it, what Diet agrees best with it, and what his Practice is with himself? The Proverb, no doubt, is very just, <em>Physician cure thy-self</em>. Yet methinks one shou&#8217;d have but an ill time, to be present at these bodily Operations. Nor is the Reader in truth any better entertain&#8217;d, when he is oblig&#8217;d to assist at the experimental Discussions of his practising Author, who all the while is in reality doing no better, than taking his Physick in publick.<br /><br />
<a href="http://oll.libertyfund.org/?option=com_staticxt&staticfile=show.php%3Ftitle=811&chapter=194833&layout=html&Itemid=27">Anthony Ashley Cooper, Earl of Shaftesbury, "Soliloquy:
or, Advice to an Author," <em>Characteristicks of Men, Manners, Opinions, Times</em>, vol. 1 [1737]</a>
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<em>Rhetoric</em>, in the most general sense, is the energy in emotion and thought, transmitted through a system of signs, including language, to others to influence their decisions or actions.<br /><br />
George Kennedy, &#8220;Introduction,&#8221; Aristotle <em>On Rhetoric</em>
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Your time has come, your second skin.<br />
You climb so high and gain so low. <br />
Walk through the valley. <br />
The written word is a lie. <br /><br />

May the road rise with you. (4x) <br />

I could be wrong. I could be right. (3x)<br />
I could be black, I could be white, <br />
I could be right, I could be wrong, <br />
I could be black, I could be white. <br /><br />

They put a hotwire to my head<br />
'cuz of the things I did and said. <br />
They made these feelings go away, <br />
but those feelings get in every way. <br /><br />
May the road rise with you. (4x) <br /><br />
Anger is an energy. (4x) <br /><br />
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rise_(Public_Image_Ltd._song)">Rise (Public Image Ltd. song)</a></blockquote>
<p>There was a time that I would have agreed with Kennedy that rhetoric is systematic and symbolic (semiotic). I am not so sure any more. But I wish I knew where he was drawing (in the classical world) the idea that <em>rhetoric is an energy</em>, and that this energy is <em>inherent</em> in thought and emotion.</p>]]></description>
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INTERVIEWER<br />
How much of your writing is based on personal experience?<br /><br />
FAULKNER<br />
I can&#8217;t say. I never counted up. Because &#8220;how much&#8221; is not
important. A writer needs three things, experience, observation,
and imagination&#8212;any two of which, at times any one of which&#8212;
can supply the lack of the others. With me, a story usually begins
with a single idea or memory or mental picture. The writing of the
story is simply a matter of working up to that moment, to explain
why it happened or what it caused to follow. A writer is trying to
create believable people in credible moving situations in the most
moving way he can. Obviously he must use as one of his tools the
environment which he knows. I would say that music is the easiest
means in which to express, since it came first in man&#8217;s experience
and history. But since words are my talent, I must try to express
clumsily in words what the pure music would have done better.
That is, music would express better and simpler, but I prefer to use
words, as I prefer to read rather than listen. I prefer silence to
sound, and the image produced by words occurs in silence. That is,
the thunder and the music of the prose take place in silence.<br /><br />
INTERVIEWER<br />
Some people say they can&#8217;t understand your writing, even after
they read it two or three times. What approach would you suggest
for them?<br /><br />
FAULKNER<br />
Read it four times.<br /><br />
INTERVIEWER<br />
You mentioned experience, observation, and imagination as
being important for the writer. Would you include inspiration?<br /><br />
FAULKNER<br />
I don&#8217;t know anything about inspiration because I don&#8217;t know
what inspiration is &#8212;I&#8217;ve heard about it, but I never saw it.<br /><br />
&#133;<br /><br />
INTERVIEWER<br />
What were the kinds of work you were doing to earn that
&#8220;little money now and then&#8221;? <br /><br />
FAULKNER<br />
Whatever came up. I could do a little of almost anything&#8212;run
boats, paint houses, fly airplanes. I never needed much money
because living was cheap in New Orleans then, and all I wanted
was a place to sleep, a little food, tobacco, and whiskey. There
were many things I could do for two or three days and earn
enough money to live on for the rest of the month. By temperament
I&#8217;m a vagabond and a tramp. I don&#8217;t want money badly
enough to work for it. In my opinion it&#8217;s a shame that there is so
much work in the world. One of the saddest things is that the only
thing a man can do for eight hours a day, day after day, is work.
You can&#8217;t eat eight hours a day nor drink for eight hours a day nor
make love for eight hours&#8212;all you can do for eight hours is work.
Which is the reason why man makes himself and everybody else so
miserable and unhappy. <br /><br />

<a href="http://www.theparisreview.org/viewinterview.php/prmMID/4954">The Paris Review - The Art of Fiction No. 12</a>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Michael Crawford wrote <em>Shop Class as Soulcraft</em> as a way to make sense of his work history:</p>
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This book grows out of an attempt to get a critical handle on my own work history; to understand the human possibilities latent in what I was doing when the work seemed good, and when it was bad to identify the features of the work that systematically preempted or damaged those same possibilities. In sorting things out, we have had occasion to think about the nature of rationality, the conditions for individual agency, the moral aspect of perception, and the elusive ideal of community. (198)
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<p>One of Crawford&#8217;s conclusions is that when a job is &#8220;scaled up, depersonalized, and made to answer to forces remote from the scene of work&#8221; that the results are disastrous. The formulation is not a new one. Karl Marx came to this conclusion in the mid-nineteenth century. I remember vividly getting tossed out of a high school government class because I agreed with Marx's theory of the alienation of the worker, based on watching the slow gnawing despair in my dad as he coped with his job. The textbook (and my teacher) insisted that capitalism was perfect and that this &#8220;theory&#8221; was fatally flawed. She would not allow me to endorse such a &#8220;communist&#8221; thought in the classroom and she ejected me as a troublemaker.</p>
 <p>I never can seem to think of &#8220;work&#8221; in the same way as other people. It comes from my upbringing. My father went to a job he hated every day. Increasingly, automation and MBA&#8217;s were running the oil fields from the central office and he felt as if he was not taken seriously. Dad seldom talked about this &#8220;work&#8221; but he constantly had work to do that he did discuss with me. Mostly, what he was interested in doing (and sometimes talking about) was the <em>work</em> at home&#8212;building fences, raising animals and crops, sawing firewood, shingling the roof. None of these activities resulted in any monetary benefit (other than spending less at the supermarket, I suppose). Work and the earning of money were completely separate activities.</p>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Breaking back into serious reading after the travails of the summer came in the form of a popular polemic, <em>Shop Class As Soulcraft: An Inquiry Into the Value of Work</em>. I saw the author, Matthew B. Crawford, on the Leno show one evening and talked to Krista about it. She mistakenly thought that I wanted to read his book so she ordered it. [She also informs me that a friend had read the book and said it was awesome and wanted to read it herself.] I read it, and its sloppiness motivated me to pick up the habit of reading again and look for something good. Michael Pollan&#8217;s <em>A Place of My Own</em> was the next book I read, and it made me get over just how shallow Crawford was in comparison. It&#8217;s not that the Crawford book was <em>that</em> bad, it&#8217;s just that the logic underpinning it seems hopelessly flawed. Hopefully, I&#8217;ll return to talk about Pollan&#8217;s book later, because it genuinely excited me&#8212;but for now I want to record some notes about <em>Shop Class as Soulcraft</em>.</p>
<p>Crawford was made for Leno, because both of them are motorcycle fanatics. There is a long tradition of biker-philosophers tracing back to Robert Pirsig&#8217;s <em>Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance</em>. I hoped that this new book might extend/develop that line of thought, but it deliberately avoids the mysticism associated with most of the &#8220;craftsman&#8221; literature. He wants to deal with the more prosaic side of working in the trades.</p>
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What is most menacing about the logic of sustainability is evident to anyone who wishes to look into its language. It will &#8220;operationalize&#8221; sustainability. It will create metrics and indices. It will create &#8220;life-cycle assessments.&#8221; It will create a sustainability index. It will institute a &#8220;global reporting initiative.&#8221; It will imagine something called &#8220;industrial ecology&#8221; and not laugh. Most famously, it will measure ecological footprints. What the so-called sustainability movement has accomplished is the creation of &#8220;metrics,&#8221; ways of measuring. It may not have had much impact on the natural world, but it has guaranteed that, for the moment, thinking will remain only technical interpretation. In short, it has brought calipers to the head of a songbird.<br /><br />
<a href="http://tinhouse.com/mag/issue_current/current_nonfiction_white.htm">Curtis White</a> via <a href="http://web.ncf.ca/ek867/wood_s_lot.html">wood s lot</a></blockquote>]]></description>
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