Posted more Montrèalicite
here.
Especially John Lanchester's
piece on toxic corruption in the banking system. I enjoyed Lanchester's novel,
Capital.
One of the first great books on Weimar to be written in English. Also see
My German Question, Peter Gay's angry memoir of Germany in the 1930s.
How come there are so many Viagra ads in Hot Rod?
Karl May stays deep in the German subconscious. In the 1990s I was spending a lot of time on the Blood (Kai'Nai) and Peigan Reserves, in southern Alberta, and the most interested and involved outsiders tended to be German. Have you ever been to
Head-Smashed-In? There's probably a powwow there this week. Amazing. Amazing people. Southern Alberta is beautiful, that high plains country.
Wind singing through fence-wire, that high lonesome sound the poet Larry Levis first noted in his
Whitman. Ive heard wind sliding across the grassland in summer with a sound like bedsheets tearing.
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