Category: technojunk
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When I logged in to WordPress earlier I received three messages about the “health” of my web site. Not only did I not understand what the hell it was talking… more ›
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… you learn degree by degree.” Love is artifice, a construction. It is μίμησις; ποιέσις. It is, what Heidegger calls in “Die Frage nach der Technik” the “irruption of the… more ›
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I cried a tear.You wiped it dry.I was confused.You cleared my mind.I sold my soul.You bought it back for me.And raised me upAnd gave me dignity.Somehow you needed me. Thus… more ›
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I came up with the idea for this latest series a couple of weeks ago when I realized just how many cassettes I have stored away in my living room… more ›
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What can the word “friend” mean after Facebook, where it is really a synonym for “coincidence”? Verlyn Klinkenborg’s recent editorial in the New York Times is necessary brilliance and should… more ›
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… twenty-nine years ago, Skylab–the US’s first space station–began its own crash course across the Australian desert. more ›
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I think it’s fairly telling that I should lose my earrings just a couple of weeks before I turn 40. I had to remove them at the doctor’s office while… more ›
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There’s nothing quite as funny as the number of drugs I’ve taken over the past few months (years) to help me sleep. But the week of Thanksgiving, I stepped down… more ›
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Thumb drive? Check. I do, after all, need to record the grades of the precious students enrolled in the US history course I TA for. Stack of history quizzes? Check.… more ›
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It’s like, you know, flamenco piano: when you hear the first measures of just such a beast you recognize the form (flamenco) but don’t recognize the medium (piano) because your… more ›