Belief Means Something
If you’re in the Los Angeles area, tickets are still available for tonight’s discussion on “Religion, Politics, and the End of the World.” It is framed as a debate between our friend Sam Harris, and former New York Times Middle East bureau chief and Harvard Divinity School graduate Chris Hedges, but we’re hopeful the result will more closely resemble informed discussion.
The salient and vital fact to remember is that after the events of 9/11, it is clear that belief means something, and if we don’t understand what and why people believe what they believe, it will come back to haunt us. In a world full of differing and opposing opinions about how one finds meaning in life, the only certainty is that we must seek to at least understand, if not respect, the beliefs and opinions of others. Hopefully tonights dialogue will help.
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//RECENT
Vincent Moon and Arcade Fire Walk Into An Elevator….“[T]he crowd seemed really emotionally engaged with the music.”
Water Water Everywhere…. “Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.”
- The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
An extended version of Bon Iver’s La Blogotheque Take Away Show of “For Emma, Forever Ago” with three versions of the song and some very startled tourists. I think this is one of my favorite things in the whole world. Not just that the song is so beautiful, and is so beautifully sung, but that [...]
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Matilde UrrutiaIt isn’t simply that you are loved gloriously, or loved beautifully. But rather that a pitch perfect expression of love for you sounds and sounds, Rises into the very air. Though the love itself may fade, I do not know, The poetry you inspire ascends, ascending Becomes stars and you, who are so loved, Look [...]
//FROM THE ARCHIVES
Is That an Alligator in Your Pants…?“Moral: when smuggling animals onto a plane, do not have anything metal anywhere at anytime.”
Fried Pork ChopsI try to picture him in Prague, Though I’ve never been there And am not 100 percent sure he has either. I piece together a composite Prague for him To wander in, from random sooty black and white Snapshots, and film stock laced with jumpy lines. I see no future here, only heartache and loss, [...]
A brief letter of confession from one who has three tenths suicided, to his loving cousin in Des Moines“And, love, we come in droves. I must confront that I, in common with everyone I can call without first dialing ‘one,’ moved to Los Angeles for greed.”
It’s Journal Time!5.3.96 (The Lower Haight, San Francisco) Age 21 I’m tired of being tired and I’m tired of hurting and tired of hating myself for things I cannot control. Things I can control. For the little things that nibble away at me like cucumber sandwiches at a Gatsby cocktail party. I’m tired of hoping that I’ll [...]
GijonIt’s been years since Gijon and you say I was really happy. ––Since the clubs all night, and breakfast in those meat shops that could suck the life right out of your brain through your nose. The dangling pigs, dried and tired, singing last nights’ cantos with an odor unmatched. It was the mornings, after [...]
