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Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Avocado, Miso and Tahini on Toast
If you've followed Easy Peasy Organic for awhile, you might recognise this recipe ... a glorious little combo of local avocados, miso paste, tahini and lemon juice, all mashed up and slathered on toasty sourdough. Perfect on sunshiney mornings, with a cup of hot green tea. Or packed up in a little jar to have with crackers at lunch.
I'm so making this tomorrow, when I can ditch the fruit cocktails and mashed potatoes and gray plastic trays here in hospital and head home to be pampered (- thanks in advance, Mom).
I'm not as sore as I thought I'd be, but 10 hrs later I'm still loopy from the anesthetic; I've got the TV on and the Biggest Loser's coming up (yay!) and a saline drip in my arm and I've just looked through my wedding photos again. And again. Robbie was here all day, watching me sleep/doze/attempt coherent speech, and now he's gone home to our darling girl and I feel like talking about what happened today.
So here you go.
Today I had my ovaries removed. It was a hard decision for us to make, but also an easy one. You see, the ovaries are what produce most of the estrogen that pumps through the female body ... and my breast cancer was of a type that loved estrogen. So in the long-term, this is the right thing to do, and it makes it much less likely my cancer will come back.
But it's still a little sad, because once upon a time Nelle was one of those eggs ... and even though we believe pregnancy post-cancer would be risky for me, we still mourn all those potential little babies I've just lost. Before cancer interfered, we'd planned 2 or 3 kiddies ... and now we'll only ever have one. (One. But what a one, she is!)
It's taken us nearly 4 years to come to terms with this, and make the decision to have this surgery, and now we've done it. So please excuse the language, but cancer can f**k off.
And me? I'm going to lay down for another nap.
And maybe look through some wedding photos.
(I'll post some soon, I promise).
Night, night.
Love, Amanda xx
The time
5-10 min
1 Tbs miso
1 Tbs tahini
A few Tbs water
1 large avocado
sea salt and lemon juice, to taste
Sourdough bread, toasted, to serve.
*Use organic when you can!
1. Mix the miso and the tahini in a saucepan over low heat (or microwave), adding enough water to get it to a peanut-butter paste-y quality. You can also make larger, more liquid quantities as a really amazing vegan gravy!
2. Mash up your avocado and add to the miso/tahini gravy. Slather onto toast and sprinkle with sea salt and lemon juice, to taste.
The cost
Made with organic ingredients, this cost me ~$1 per serving.
13 comments:
- Linda Barnier said... [Reply to comment]
Yeah you, cancer can f**k right off. Soak all that mum pampering up, won't you? Can't wait to see your wedding photos. xx
- March 28, 2012 at 4:49 AM
- Brittany said... [Reply to comment]
Pure brawn is what you are, it takes someone so strong to kick cancer's a**! Get as much pampering as you can, you certainly deserve it and thanks for all the hard work you put into your lovely recipes!
- March 28, 2012 at 5:40 AM
- Easy peasy organic said... [Reply to comment]
Thanks Linda!! :)
- March 28, 2012 at 5:53 AM
- Easy peasy organic said... [Reply to comment]
And Brittany! :)
- March 28, 2012 at 5:54 AM
- Where My Heart Is said... [Reply to comment]
Amanda you must still be highly drugged to say yay to watching The Biggest Loser :) Enjoy the pampering when you go home.
Looking forward to a peek at some wedding photos.
- March 28, 2012 at 8:03 AM
- Easy peasy organic said... [Reply to comment]
Jess, I'd love to be able to say it was just being woozy, but ...
- March 28, 2012 at 5:57 PM
- jen @ giftboxology said... [Reply to comment]
thinking of you amanda.
what a brave and truly honest person you are.
jen x
- March 28, 2012 at 11:46 PM
- Sherilyn @ Wholepromise said... [Reply to comment]
Loving your honesty and just thinking how lucky that little gal is to have you as her mamma. Wishing you a speedy recovery. xx
- March 29, 2012 at 6:56 AM
- Donna said... [Reply to comment]
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- March 29, 2012 at 7:49 PM
Hi Amanda, Nelle is absolutely gorgeous as are you! I admire your bravery and honesty and wish you a speedy recovery. (Recipe is good too, I seriously want some of this avocado NOW!!)
Hugs Donna Xx
- March 29, 2012 at 7:53 PM
- Jen said... [Reply to comment]
I don't know whether I should hug you or say bravo! Maybe both! I can only imagine how hard this decission was looking down at my baby girl. Even if we won't have another child, I know I try everything for the one I already have. Ok, so here is the hug *huuugggg*
- March 30, 2012 at 10:57 PM
I just came across your blog today... and want to say that I am both touched and inspired by your story. And having lost my mother to breast cancer years ago, I also join you in telling cancer to F off. Courage, strength and power to you, as well as many, many years of a wonderful life with your family.
- April 2, 2012 at 4:54 PM
- Paula said... [Reply to comment]
I'm so late in reading this and by now you are home with your HUSBAND!!! and your beautiful little Nelle. I hope you are recovery well from your surgery and can only imagine the wrestling you had to do to settle on this decision. You are a very inspirational woman, I knew that the first time I *met* you on line and read the magazine article. I commend you for your courage and your beautiful sense of humour through everything you have endured. May you continue to give cancer the boot and have it *F off* into oblivion. Congratulations on your marriage...live happily ever after Amanda :)
- April 5, 2012 at 8:48 PM


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We first saw Harman Kardon's swanky-looking "industrial chic" over-ear CL headphones in the middle months of 2012. Classic by name, are these cans able to deliver as classic a listening experience?
There's at least a little sniff of the B&W P5 headphones' design to be seen in the Harman Kardon CL over-ears, although the latter manufacturer's cans have an exposed metal headband - made of sandblasted steel, no less - that gives a more industrial look and feel.
READ: Bowers & Wilkins P5 headphones review
Still, don't read the word "metal" and recoil in fear of discomfort, as the Harman Kardon CL has plenty of cushioning where it counts. A secondary leather-clad band is flexible enough to sit snugly to the top of the head, although there's no traditional adjustment available so small or large bonces may make for a bit of an awkward earcup position.
The earcups themselves are said to be modelled on Apple's iPod in terms of shape, although you might not read that in any of the official literature. We've been wearing the CL over-ears for weeks now, and have found there to be little give in the flat-surfaced earcup design. As much as they're comfortable to wear thanks to cushioning, it's the flat design which means extended wear isn't all that comfy. It's not painful by any means though, as the natural "pinch" of the 'phones is subtle rather than head-clamping - just enough pressure to match lobes with material.
If the cups were deeper then it would take something away from the CL's design. They're called "classics" for a reason: as much their looks as anything else. There are no bulky parts here, which suits the overall metallic, stripped-back, industrial appearance down to a tee.
Included in the box is also a branded carry pouch with the Harman Kardon name on it. Useful to store the headphones when on the move and - as the earcups can be twisted off, although they'll be left dangling by wires - it's possible to save on space too.
Despite the flat surface of the earcups, the CL over-ears do a grand job of delivering a full frequency range to the ears. Slipped over the noggin and the earcups quickly find a natural position with the headband a little forward which helps to lock the audio in.
The CLs have 40mm large enclosure drivers which are ported so the headphones are able to recycle information from the back of the driver for that extra power in the low-frequency department. There is certainly bass, but not enough to drown in - which is spot on for headphones on this type.
We popped on The xx's first album to get a taste of bass guitar meets synthetic sub-bass and the two were still audible with a decent amount of oomph. But not too much.
Noise isolation is reasonable to good, but not class-leading. A more distinctly cupped earcup or active noise-cancelling headphones might better suited to some.
One worry that we had about the Harman Kardon CL over-ears was whether the metal construction would impede the listening experience. While the earcup hinges aren't cushioned, we didn't find them to move at all during listening, so no resonant bumps or clinks to be heard through the back of these 'phones.
Audio separation is on point too, as there's a good sense of space between the layers of audio, with the main drive on the mid-levels. Listening to Colorblind by Counting Crows let the vocal remain the star of the show, in a rich-to-the-ears kind of way that didn't diminish the background piano or other arrangement.
In a quick side-by-side test against the Sennheiser HD25 mkII heapdhones, we found that the Sennheisers delivered more top-end sparkle and, in general, were the more enthralling listen out of the two - partly down to the added lick of bass and greater volume available. However, the CLs are the ones to buy for that less-processed, more natural sound, akin to, say, the B&W P3 headphones which, on account of their pound-for-pound price, is bang on where the Harman Kardon 'phones are aiming to be.
READ: Bowers & Wilkins P3 headphones review
As a standalone listening experience Harman Kardon has made over-ears that are both immersive and decent quality, though they lack a dash of that "extra something" that would elevate the CLs to greater things.
Harman Kardon is a well known brand, and the CL over-ear headphones are testament as to why. It's all about quality: right from the eye-grabbing aesthetics through to the ear-cushioned audio experience.
Industrial yet elegant, they may not be to everyone's tastes, but we like the raw look as much as the balanced audio.
However the not traditionally adjustable headband and flat earcups aren't especially comfortable for long periods of wear, and we feel that there ought to be a pinch more top end for a more complete listen. Still, we're impressed overall.

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The slogan contest has been canceled due to some unforeseen circumstances. To be honest with everyone here the NFL sent me a letter requesting that I take the store down due to copyright issues. I called and spoke to the person who sent me the letter and worked everything out with them about the site itself and their biggest issue was the selling of products closely resembling the Steelers and their logo so I agreed to take the store down. The NFL encourages fan sites and doesn't mind the use of logos until the site goes "commercial". I've never really thought of this site as a commercial site and that was never my intent. I put the store up because it was a way for members to donate to the site while getting something back in return. And with what little money was actually made off the store I really never thought of it as commercial.....
In all fairness to the NFL they do have a right to protect their trademarks and I'm not upset about this. We thought we had these issues covered to be honest. The person I talked to was very nice and told me I could call anytime with any questions in the future and they would be happy to help us out. We will still look to have other contests where you can win some cool prizes from us in the future so be on the lookout for them.
I guess the good thing is the NFL knows about us now.....lol
Again, sorry everyone. I will try and find another contest in the next couple of weeks that we could run that won't conflict with any copyrights and stuff.


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Fra: Anne S Bushby Til: H.C. Andersen
Sprog: engelsk.
3 Halkin Street, Grosvenor Place, London. 28th May, 1863.
Dear Mr. Andersen,
I was very happy to receive your kind letter by Mr. Henrik Scharling, and to make the acquaintance of that gentleman. He was at a musical party at our house a few evenings ago, at which we had also the pleasure of seeing Mr. and Md.e Jerichau, and Mrs. Bojesen.
I am very sorry you had so much trouble to find us out at Bordeaux; we left that place on the 2nd of January - and while we were there, we did not become acquainted either with the English Consul, or the English c1ergyman; we confined ourselves to the society of some French friends, and attendcd the French protestant church.
How glad you must be to return to your own charming country, and that interesting Copenhagen! I was delighted when we were there, last September, to visit "the Round tower" - and was thinking all the time we were in it of Niels Bryde in "To Be, or not to Be". I thought too of your fanciful and beautiful "Row of Pearls", as we were travelling from "Korsør to Copenhagen.
I am sorry to tell you that Mr. Bentley has not published "The Ice Maiden" yet. I sent the translation over to him in ample time from Bordeaux, for him to have had it out at, Christmas. He wrote me that the illustrations were not ready, and that he could not hurry the artist. I was very ill this spring, and entirely confined to my mom, therefore I could not call on Mr. Bentley; but after receiving your letter from Paris, I wrote to him again, giving him your messages - and asking why the Ice Maiden was not published. Re wrote to me on the 3rd April, that, owing to the illness of the Artist, the 38 illustrations for "The Ice Maiden" had not been finished. He said that he thought, now, as it was an - extremely bad literary season, that it would be better to postpone the publication of the work until next Autumn. So you see, dear Mr. Andersen, your beautiful tales will not appear for some months yet. But this is not my fault.
It certainly is a bad publishing season in England, on account of that dreadful civil war in America - to which there does not seem any chance of an end; as those detestable Pederals will not give up their unjustifiable claims on the allegiance of the gallant Southerners. Claims quite unjust and improper as those of the insolent Prussians on Denmark.
My family all unite with me in kindest regards to you, and believe me, dear Mr. Andersen,
yours very sincerely,
Anne S. Bushby


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Raven-Symoné is trying to explain herself after recent comments on "The View" spurred some serious backlash.
In a Facebook post shared Sunday evening, the co-host clarified her remarks and promises she has "never discriminated against a name."
"I'd like to begin by saying that I was not attacking a specific race, but repeating a name that was said in a viral video which has received over 2 million likes," she wrote to her 4.8 million followers. "My comment was in poor taste. My lack of empathy towards name discrimination was uncalled for....As an equal opportunity employer, I have never discriminated against a name....even though I said I would, it's not true."
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During "Hot Topics" Thursday morning, the co-hosts were discussing a new study released in the Journal of Evolution and Human Behavior. The former child star would later share that she wouldn't consider any "ghetto" names if she were an employer looking to hire.
"Just to bring it back, can we take back 'racist' and say 'discriminatory,' because I think that's a better word," she said during the daytime talk-show. "And I am very discriminatory against words like the ones that they were saying in the video. I'm not about to hire you if your name is Watermelondrea. It's just not going to happen. I'm not going to hire you."
As soon as the episode aired, a number of viewers began slamming the 29-year-old for her comments. Even Raven's father had some words to say on Facebook over the weekend.
"I certainly don't agree with what she said....but she is damn near thirty years old," Christopher B. Pearman explained on social media. "She's a grown ass woman making grown ass mistakes. We all have been guilty of this."
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He added, "Her Mother and I Love her Very much and will always support her and have her back. Even if sometimes..........she says some dumb S#%T!"
Sunday, Raven also opened up about her own experiences with discrimination.
"I have been denied many jobs because of my skin color, body size, and age. Each time I was rejected, my self-esteem was negatively affected, so I empathize with those who feel victimized by what I said," she wrote. "We would hope that when it comes to hiring, our names, physical appearance, sexual orientation, and age would never outweigh our qualifications, but often times, they do, that's the truth and it sucks. But I should not be part of the problem, I should be part of the solution."
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This month my article in Joy of Kosher magazine reveals the secrets of cooking with cast iron, and carbon steel:
Cast iron is one of my favorites because it lasts forever (unless you drop it, in which case it will break – along with your foot).
- About 3 tbsp extra-virgin olive oil
- 5 eggs
- 1 large slice butternut squash or pumpkin
- 1 zucchini
- salt
- ½ tsp pink peppercorns
- 1 tsp fresh oregano
- 2-3 tbsp milk (optional
- 1-2 tbsp parmigiano cheese (optional)
Roast the slice of butternut squash wrapped in foil, in a 350 F oven for about 20-30 minutes or until soft but not mushy (you can also use leftover cooked squash). Allow to cool, cut into thinner slices and sprinkle with little salt.
Heat the oil in a large, heavy cast-iron skillet , add the garlic and the thinly sliced zucchini. Cook for about 5 minutes and discard the garlic.
??In a large bowl, whisk the eggs with the milk, salt and cheese if using. Pour into the skillet, add the slices of pumpkin (or butternut squash), sprinkle with the peppercorn t and transfer the skillet into the preheated oven. half way through the cooking, tp with the fresh oregano if using.
Cook for about 6-7 minutes (more if doubling the amounts), or until the eggs are set and the frittata is golden and just slightly browned. Cut into wedges and serve warm.


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Well, nearly free at $99 with rebates on Sprint. I simply can't believe that Palm is launching Centro, a slim and small CDMA smartphone at such a price. I also think that this is the best looking palm phone ever.
Palm has proved its intentions clearly, that its now going to look beyond the smart phone market, which is just 8% of the total mobile handset market in US and going to make deep inroads into the entry level handset market as well.
Many believe that Palm is going to start a price war, many may even say that this is Palm's last hurrah. I say that this is the turn-around time for Palm and this is the device that's going to change Palm's fortune for better, so start buying Palm's stocks 😉
Talking about features, it has Palm OS, 1.3 Mega Pixel Camera, Inbuilt Messaging and other usual Treo features. Full specs here.
I think after trying a lot of different things Palm finally seems to get it right and its definitely way to go for Palm.


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Salvation Army of metro Detroit accepting requests for holiday help
Applications being accepted at Salvation Army Corps Community Centers
SOUTHFIELD, Mich. – Shonita Carreker is a single mother of four who went to the Salvation Army for emergency food assistance last year.
Through their new program, Pathway of Hope, she has been inspired to write a book, her kids have an after school program to attend and a local business just adopted her family to provide a Thanksgiving dinner.
Shonita Carreker says, "If there are people out there who are worried about where their money is going, I'm living proof that their money is going into doing something good for the community."
The Red Kettle Campaign is one way the Salvation Army raises fund to provide programs and services like Pathway of Hope.
"When you see one of our 470 red kettles, whatever you drop in there is going to give hope to someone in need in this community," says Captain Kelsie Moreno, Corps Officer at The Salvation Army Detroit Harding Corps.
Eight-five cents of every dollar donated to the Salvation Army goes towards client assistance. Last year they provided 87,000 gifts to children and adults in need.
This season, they are still in need of volunteer bell ringers and people willing to adopt families. If you are interested in assisting the Salvation Army this holiday season or year round, contact your local Salvation Army community center:
Dearborn Heights - (313) 563-4457
Denby - (313) 537-2130
Grandale - (313) 835-3736
Harbor Light - (313) 361-6136
Harding - (313) 822-2800
Temple - (313) 897-2914
Farmington Hills - (248) 477-1153
Mt. Clemens - (586) 469-6712
Plymouth - (734) 453-5464
Pontiac - (248) 334-2407
Royal Oak - (248) 585-5600
Warren - (586) 754-7400
Wayne/Westland - (734) 722-3660
Wyandotte - (734) 282-0930
For help finding the center nearest you or make a tax deductible contribution visit www.salmich.org <http://www.salmich.org> or call (248) 443-5500.
Christmas assistance for families with children, individuals with special needs and senior citizens will include a box of non-perishable foods and a grocery store gift card to purchase fresh foods. Families with children up to age 14 may also apply to receive toys from The Salvation Army Corps Community Centers' toy shops. Last year, The Salvation Army provided more than 87,000 Christmas gifts to children and seniors who would have otherwise gone without.
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Sunday, November 06, 2011
Ambrosian Evangelium Illustrations
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- Gregory the Eremite said...
The fourth one is Winnie-the-Pooh dangling from his balloon!
- 6/11/11 9:06 pm
- The Raven (C. Corax) said...
The word that you're looking for, Father, is "dated". I thought we'd buried all of this seventies nonsense.
- 6/11/11 9:37 pm
- Evagrius Ponticus said...
This isn't art at all, Fr.
In fact, this looks suspiciously like navel-gazing-by-colours.
- 6/11/11 10:21 pm
- Robert said...
Not Catholic art period. Maybe for a children's copy.
- 6/11/11 10:29 pm
- Henri said...
A French site suggested tingue in cheek about the illustration for "Nativity of the Virgin" (Number four on your blog, the grey one) that it illustrates the peculiar legend in Milan telling that the Virgin is born from St Anne's nose... It's funny indeed.
- 7/11/11 12:57 am
- torculus said...
And I thought the illustrations in the new Missal (Canadian/CCCB edition) were lacking. Compared to the Ambrosian thing, the CCCB book is positively magnificent (... a little plain, but a step in the right direction).
As my Yorkshire mother used to say: "Ye gods and little fishes!"
- 7/11/11 9:11 am
- Annie said...
Ewwww. Nasty.
- 7/11/11 10:12 am
- William Tighe said...
One is reminded of Nikita Khrushchev's comment on "modern art" which, accurate as it was, is too vulgar to repeat here.
- 7/11/11 1:06 pm
Yikes that is so ugly and so unsuited. Someone's gone cookoo with this one.
- 7/11/11 1:38 pm
- Anita Moore said...
Sister Corita Kent lives!
- 7/11/11 3:21 pm
Q. "Is this Catholic or post-Catholic art?"
A. It's c**p.
- 7/11/11 11:11 pm
- Fr. J. Guy Winfrey said...
Very post, Father. Very post.
- 8/11/11 1:35 am
- Mike Cliffson said...
Occams razor for the simplest explanation: Whoever is really responsible for this being published, AND swung the right OKs, is secretely or monetarily in cahoots with Dan Brown's son to provide another set of clues to add another twist to the Davinci code saga in a few years when sales flag and a generation has grown up that hasn't read them. Calculate the dimensions of liverpool cathedral , add in the Birth date of.....
- 8/11/11 9:38 pm


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They're seated. They're looking at the camera. They are captioned, from left to right: J. Henric, J.-J. Goux, Ph. Sollers, J. Kristeva, M.-Th. Réveillé, P. Guyotat, C. Devade, and M. Devade.
There's no photo credit.
They're sitting around a table. It's an ordinary table, made of wood, perhaps, or plastic, it could even be a marble table on metal legs, but nothing could be less germane to my purpose than to give an exhaustive description of it. The table is a table that is large enough to seat the above-mentioned individuals and it's in a café. Or appears to be. Let's suppose, for the moment, that it's in a café.
The eight people who appear in the photo, who are posing for the photo, are fanned out around one side of the table in a crescent or a kind of opened-out horseshoe, so that each of them can be seen clearly and completely. In other words, no one is facing away from the camera. In front of them, or rather between them and the photographer (and this is slightly strange), there are three plants—a rhododendron, a ficus, and an everlasting—rising from a planter, which may serve, but this is speculation, as a barrier between two distinct sections of the café.
The photo was probably taken in 1977 or thereabouts.
But let us return to the figures. On the left-hand side we have, as I said, J. Henric, that is, the writer Jacques Henric, born in 1938 and the author of "Archées," "Artaud Travaillé par la Chine," and "Chasses." Henric is a solidly built man, broad-shouldered, muscular-looking, probably not very tall. He's wearing a plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms. He's not what you would call a handsome man; he has the square face of a farmer or a construction worker, thick eyebrows, and a dark chin, one of those chins which need to be shaved twice a day (or so some people claim). His legs are crossed and his hands are clasped over his knee.
Next to him is J.-J. Goux. About J.-J. Goux I know nothing. He's probably called Jean-Jacques, but in this story, for the sake of convenience, I'll continue to use his initials. J.-J. Goux is young and blond. He's wearing glasses. There's nothing especially attractive about his features (although, compared with Henric, he looks not only more handsome but also more intelligent). The line of his jaw is symmetrical and his lips are full, the lower lip slightly thicker than the upper. He's wearing a turtleneck sweater and a dark leather jacket.
Beside J.-J. is Ph. Sollers, Philippe Sollers, born in 1936, the editor of Tel Quel, author of "Drame," "Nombres," and "Paradis," a public figure familiar to everyone. Sollers has his arms crossed, the left arm resting on the surface of the table, the right arm resting on the left (and his right hand indolently cupping the elbow of his left arm). His face is round. It would be an exaggeration to say that it's the face of a fat man, but it probably will be in a few years' time: it's the face of a man who enjoys a good meal. An ironic, intelligent smile is hovering about his lips. His eyes, which are much livelier than those of Henric or J.-J., and smaller, too, remain fixed on the camera, and the bags underneath them help to give his round face a look that is at once preoccupied, perky, and playful. Like J.-J., he's wearing a turtleneck sweater, though the sweater that Sollers is wearing is white, dazzlingly white, while J.-J.'s is probably yellow or light green. Over the sweater Sollers is wearing a garment that appears at first glance to be a dark-colored leather jacket, though it could be made of a lighter material, possibly suède. He's the only one who's smoking.
Beside Sollers is J. Kristeva, Julia Kristeva, the Bulgarian semiologist, his wife. She is the author of "La Traversée des Signes," "Pouvoirs de l'Horreur," and "Le Langage, Cet Inconnu." She's slim, with prominent cheekbones, black hair parted in the middle and gathered into a bun at the back. Her eyes are dark and lively, as lively as those of Sollers, although there are differences: in addition to being larger, they transmit a certain hospitable warmth (that is, a certain serenity) which is absent from her husband's eyes. She's wearing a turtleneck sweater, which is very close-fitting, though the collar is loose, and a long V-shaped necklace that accentuates the form of her torso. At first glance she could almost be Vietnamese. Except that her breasts, it seems, are larger than those of the average Vietnamese woman. Hers is the only smile that allows us a glimpse of teeth.
Beside la Kristeva is M.-Th. Réveillé. About her, too, I know nothing. She's probably called Marie-Thérèse. Let's suppose that she is. Marie-Thérèse, then, is the first person so far not to be wearing a turtleneck sweater. Henric isn't, either, actually, but his neck is short (he barely has one at all), while Marie-Thérèse Réveillé, by contrast, has a neck that is long and entirely revealed by the dark garment she is wearing. Her hair is straight and long, with a center part, light brown in color, or perhaps honey blond. Thanks to the slight leftward turn of her face, a pearl can be seen suspended from her ear, like a stray satellite.
Next to Marie-Thérèse Réveillé is P. Guyotat, that is, Pierre Guyotat, born in 1940, the author of "Tombeau pour Cinq Cent Mille Soldats," "Éden, Éden, Éden," and "Prostitution." Guyotat is bald. That's his most striking characteristic. He's also the handsomest man in the group. His bald head is radiant, his skull capacious, and the black hair at his temples resembles nothing so much as the laurel leaves that used to wreathe the heads of victorious Roman generals. Neither shrinking away nor striking a pose, he has the expression of a man who travels by night. He's wearing a leather jacket, a shirt, and a T-shirt. The T-shirt (but here there must be some mistake) is white with black horizontal stripes and a thicker black stripe around the neck, like something a child might wear, or a Soviet parachutist. His eyebrows are narrow and definite. They mark the border between his immense forehead and a face that is wavering between concentration and indifference. The eyes are inquisitive, but perhaps they give a false impression. His lips are pressed together in a way that may not be deliberate.
Next to Guyotat is C. Devade. Caroline? Carole? Carla? Colette? Claudine? We'll never know. Let's say, for the sake of convenience, that she's called Carla Devade. She could well be the youngest member of the group. Her hair is short, without bangs, and although the photo is in black-and-white, it's reasonable to suppose that her skin has an olive tone, suggesting a Mediterranean background. Maybe Carla Devade is from the South of France, or Catalonia, or Italy. Only Julia Kristeva is as dark, but Kristeva's skin—perhaps it's a trick of the light—has a metallic, bronzelike quality, while Carla Devade's is silky and yielding. She is wearing a dark sweater with a round neck, and a blouse. Her lips and her eyes betray more than a hint of a smile: a sign of recognition, perhaps.
Next to Carla Devade is M. Devade. This is presumably the writer Marc Devade, who was still a member of Tel Quel's editorial committee. His relationship with Carla Devade is obvious: man and wife. Could they be brother and sister? Possibly, but the physical dissimilarities are numerous. Marc Devade (I find it hard to call him Marc, I would have preferred to translate that "M" into Marcel or Max) is blond, chubby-cheeked, and has very light eyes. So it makes more sense to presume that they are man and wife. Just to be different, Devade is wearing a turtleneck sweater, like J.-J. Goux, Sollers, and Kristeva, and a dark jacket. His eyes are large and beautiful, and his mouth is decisive. His hair, as I said, is blond; it's long (longer than that of the other men) and elegantly combed back. His forehead is broad and perhaps slightly bulging. And he has, although this may be an illusion produced by the graininess of the image, a dimple in his chin. How many of them are looking directly at the photographer? Only a few: J.-J. Goux, Sollers, and Marc Devade. Marie-Thérèse Réveillé and Carla Devade are looking away to the left, past Henric. Guyotat's gaze is angled slightly to the right, fixed on a point a yard or two from the photographer. And Kristeva, whose gaze is the strangest of all, appears to be looking straight at the camera, but in fact she's looking at the photographer's stomach, or, to be more precise, into the empty space beside his hip.
The photo was taken in winter or autumn, or maybe at the beginning of spring, but certainly not in summer. Who are the most warmly dressed? J.-J. Goux, Sollers, and Marc Devade, without question: they're wearing jackets over their turtleneck sweaters, and thick jackets, too, from the look of them, especially J.-J.'s and Devade's. Kristeva is a case apart: her turtleneck sweater is light, more elegant than practical, and she's not wearing anything over it. Then we have Guyotat. He might be as warmly dressed as the four I've already mentioned. He doesn't seem to be, but he's the only one wearing three layers: the black leather jacket, the shirt, and the striped T-shirt. You could imagine him wearing those clothes even if the photo had been taken in summer. It's quite possible. All we can say for sure is that Guyotat is dressed as if he were on his way somewhere else. As for Carla Devade, she's in between. Her blouse, whose collar is showing over the top of her sweater, looks soft and warm; the sweater itself is casual, but of good quality, neither very heavy nor very light. Finally, we have Jacques Henric and Marie-Thérèse Réveillé. Henric is clearly not a man who feels the cold, although his Canadian lumberjack's shirt looks warm enough. And the least warmly dressed of all is Marie-Thérèse Réveillé. Under her light, knitted V-neck sweater there are only her breasts, cupped by a black or white bra.
All of them, more or less warmly dressed, captured by the camera at that moment in 1977 or thereabouts, are friends, and some of them are lovers, too. For a start, Sollers and Kristeva, obviously, and the two Devades, Marc and Carla. Those, we might say, are the stable couples. And yet there are certain features of the photo (something about the arrangement of the objects, the petrified, musical rhododendron, two of its leaves invading the space of the ficus like clouds within a cloud, the grass growing in the planter, which looks more like fire than grass, the everlasting leaning whimsically to the left, the glasses in the center of the table, well away from the edges, except for Kristeva's, as if the other members of the group were worried they might fall) that suggest a more complex and subtle web of relations among these men and women.
Let's imagine J.-J. Goux, for example, who is looking out at us through his thick submarine spectacles.
His space in the photo is momentarily vacant and we see him walking along Rue de l'École de Médecine, with books under his arm, of course, two books, till he comes out onto Boulevard Saint-Germain. There he turns his steps toward the Mabillon Métro station, but first he stops in front of a bar, checks the time, goes in, and orders a cognac. After a while, J.-J. moves away from the bar and sits down at a table near the window. What does he do? He opens a book. We can't tell what book it is, but we do know that he's finding it difficult to concentrate. Every twenty seconds or so he lifts his head and looks out onto Boulevard Saint-Germain, his gaze a little more gloomy each time. It's raining, and people are walking hurriedly under their umbrellas. J.-J.'s blond hair isn't wet, from which we can deduce that it began to rain after he entered the bar. It's getting dark. J.-J. remains seated, and now there are two cognacs and two coffees on his tab. Coming closer, we can see that the dark rings under his eyes have the look of a war zone. At no point has he taken off his glasses. He's a pitiful sight. After a very long wait, he goes back out onto the street, where he is gripped by a shiver, perhaps because of the cold. For a moment he stands still on the sidewalk and looks both ways, then he starts walking in the direction of the Mabillon Métro station. When he reaches the entrance, he runs his hand through his hair several times, as if he'd suddenly realized that his hair was a mess, although it's not. Then he goes down the steps, and the story ends or freezes in an empty space where appearances gradually fade away. Who was J.-J. Goux waiting for? For someone he's in love with? Someone he was hoping to sleep with that night? And how was his delicate sensibility affected by that person's failure to show up?
Let's suppose that the person who didn't come was Jacques Henric. While J.-J. was waiting for him, Henric was riding a 250-cc Honda motorcycle to the entrance of the apartment building where the Devades live. But no. That's impossible. Let's imagine that Henric simply climbed onto his Honda and rode off into a vaguely literary, vaguely unstable Paris, and that his absence on this occasion is strategic, as amorous absences nearly always are.
So let's set up the couples again. Carla Devade and Marc Devade. Sollers and Kristeva. J.-J. Goux and Jacques Henric. Marie-Thérèse Réveillé and Pierre Guyotat. And let's set up the night. J.-J. Goux is sitting and reading a book whose title is immaterial, in a bar on Boulevard Saint-Germain; his turtleneck sweater won't let his skin breathe, but he doesn't yet feel entirely ill at ease. Henric is stretched out on his bed, half undressed, smoking and looking at the ceiling. Sollers is shut up in his study, writing (pinkly snug and warm inside his turtleneck sweater). Julia Kristeva is at the university. Marie-Thérèse Réveillé is walking along Avenue de Friedland near the intersection with Rue Balzac, the headlights of the cars shining in her face. Guyotat is in a bar on Rue Lacépède, near the Jardin des Plantes, drinking with some friends. Carla Devade is in her apartment, sitting on a chair in the kitchen, doing nothing. Marc Devade is at the Tel Quel office, speaking politely on the phone to one of the poets he most admires and hates. Soon Sollers and Kristeva will be together, reading after dinner. They will not make love tonight. Soon Marie-Thérèse Réveillé and Guyotat will be together in bed, and he will sodomize her. They will fall asleep at five in the morning, after exchanging a few words in the bathroom. Soon Carla Devade and Marc Devade will be together, and she will shout, and he will shout, and she will go to the bedroom and pick up a novel, any one of the many that are lying on her bedside table, and he will sit at his desk and try to write but fail. Carla will fall asleep at one in the morning, Marc at half past two, and they will try not to touch each other. Soon Jacques Henric will go down to the underground parking garage and climb onto his Honda and venture out into the cold streets of Paris, becoming cold himself, a man who shapes his own destiny, and knows, or at least believes, that he is lucky. He will be the only member of the group to see the day dawning and the disastrous retreat of the night wanderers, each an enigmatic letter in an imaginary alphabet. Soon J.-J. Goux, who was the first to fall asleep, will have a dream in which a photo will appear, and he'll hear a voice warning him of the Devil's presence and of hapless death. He'll wake with a start from this dream or auditory nightmare and won't be able to get back to sleep for the rest of the night.
Day breaks and the photo is illuminated once again. Marie-Thérèse Réveillé and Carla Devade look off to the left, at an object beyond Henric's muscular shoulders. There is recognition or acceptance in Carla's gaze: that much is clear from her half smile and gentle eyes. Marie-Thérèse, however, has a penetrating gaze: her lips are slightly open, as if she were having difficulty breathing, and her eyes are trying to fix on (trying, unsuccessfully, to nail) the object of her attention, which is presumably moving. The women are looking in the same direction, but it's clear that they have quite different emotional reactions to whatever it is they are seeing. Carla's gentleness may be conditioned by ignorance. Marie-Thérèse's insecurity, her defensive yet inquisitorial glare, may result from the sudden stripping away of various layers of experience.
Any moment now, J.-J. Goux might start to cry. The voice that warned him of the Devil's presence is still ringing, though faintly, in his ears. He is not, however, looking to the left, at the object that has attracted the women's attention, but directly at the camera, and an infinitesimal smile is creeping over his lips, a would-be ironic smile confined, for the moment, to the safer domain of placidity.
When night falls over the photograph again, J.-J. Goux will head straight for his apartment, make himself a sandwich, watch television for exactly fifteen minutes, not one more, then sit in an armchair in the living room and call Philippe Sollers. The phone will ring five times and J.-J. will hang up slowly, holding the receiver in his right hand, raising his left hand to his lips, and touching them with two fingers, as if to check that he's still there, that the person there is him, in a living room that's not too big, not too small, crowded with books, and dark.
As for Carla Devade, having lost her acquiescent smile, she'll call Marie-Thérèse Réveillé, who will pick up the phone after three rings. In a roundabout way, they'll talk about things they don't really want to talk about at all, and arrange to meet in three days' time at a café on Rue Galande. Tonight Marie-Thérèse will go out on her own, to nowhere in particular, and Carla will shut herself in her room as soon as she hears the sound of Marc Devade's key sliding into the lock. But nothing tragic will happen for now. Marc Devade will read an essay by a Bulgarian linguist; Guyotat will go to see a film by Jacques Rivette; Julia Kristeva will stay up late reading; Philippe Sollers will stay up late writing, and he and his wife will barely exchange a word, shut away in their respective studies; Jacques Henric will sit down at his typewriter, but nothing will occur to him, so after twenty minutes he'll put on his leather jacket and his boots and go down to the underground parking garage and look for his Honda; for some reason the lights in the garage don't seem to be working, but Henric can remember where he left his bike, so he walks in the dark, in the belly of that whale-like garage, without fear or apprehension of any kind, until about halfway there he hears an unusual noise (not a knocking in the pipes or the sound of a car door opening or closing) and he stops, without really understanding why, and listens, but the noise is not repeated, and now the silence is absolute.
And then the night ends (or a small part of the night, at least, a manageable part) and light wraps the photo like a bandage on fire, and there he is again, Pierre Guyotat, almost a familiar presence now, with his powerful, shiny bald head and his leather jacket, the jacket of an anarchist or a commissar from the Spanish Civil War, and his sidelong gaze, veering off to the right, as if into the space behind the photographer, as if directed at someone near or at the bar, perhaps, standing or sitting on a stool, someone whose back is turned to Guyotat and whose face is invisible to him unless, and this is not unlikely, there is a mirror behind the bar. It may be a woman. A young woman, perhaps. Guyotat looks at her reflection in the mirror and looks at the back of her neck. His gaze, however, is far less intense than the gaze of this woman, which is plumbing an abyss. Here we can reasonably conclude that, while Guyotat is looking at a stranger, Marie-Thérèse and Carla are looking at a man they know, although, as is usually (or, in fact, inevitably) the case, their perceptions of him are entirely different.
Let's call these two beyond the frame X and Z. X is the woman at the bar. Z is the man who is known to Marie-Thérèse and Carla. They don't know him very well, of course. From Carla's gaze (which is not only gentle but protective) it could be inferred that he is young, although from Marie-Thérèse's gaze it could also be inferred that he is a potentially dangerous individual. Who else knows Z? No one, or at least there is nothing to suggest that his presence is of any concern to the others. Maybe he's a young writer who at some stage tried to get his work published in Tel Quel; maybe he's a young journalist from South America, no, from Central America, who at some point tried to write an article about the group. He may well be an ambitious young man. If he's a Central American in Paris, in addition to being ambitious he may also be bitter. Of the people sitting around the table, he knows only Marie-Thérèse, Carla, Sollers, and Marc Devade. Let's say he once visited the Tel Quel office and was introduced to those four. (He also once shook hands with Marcelin Pleynet, but Pleynet's not in the photo.) He has never seen the others in his life, or only (in the cases of Guyotat and Jacques Henric) in author photos. We can imagine the young Central American, hungry and bitter, in the Tel Quel office, and we can imagine Philippe Sollers and Marc Devade, wavering between puzzlement and indifference as they listen to him, and we can even imagine that Carla Devade is there by pure chance; she has come to meet her husband, she has brought some papers that Marc forgot on his desk, she's there because she couldn't stand being alone in the apartment a minute longer, etc. What we can't imagine (or justify) in any way at all is Marie-Thérèse's presence in the office. She is Guyotat's partner, she doesn't work for Tel Quel, and she has no reason to be there. And yet there she is, and that is where she meets the young Central American. Is she there on that day because of Carla Devade? Has Carla arranged to meet Marie-Thérèse at the office because she knows that Marc will not be coming home with her? Or has Marie-Thérèse come to meet someone else? Let's return, discreetly, to the afternoon when the Central American came to the office on Rue Jacob to pay his respects.
It's the end of the workday. The secretary has already gone home, and when the bell rings it's Marc Devade who opens the door and lets the visitor in without meeting his eye. The Central American crosses the threshold and follows Marc Devade to an office at the end of the corridor. He leaves a trail of drops on the wooden floor behind him, although it stopped raining quite some time ago. Devade is, of course, oblivious of this detail; he walks ahead, talking about something or other—the weather, money, chores—with that elegance that only certain Frenchmen seem to possess. In the office, which is spacious and contains a desk, several chairs, two armchairs, and shelves full of books and magazines, Sollers is waiting, and as soon as the introductions are over the Central American hails him as a genius, one of the century's most brilliant minds, a compliment that would be par for the course in certain tropical nations on the far side of the Atlantic but which, in the Tel Quel office and the ears of Philippe Sollers, verges on the preposterous. In fact, as soon as the Central American makes his declaration, Sollers catches Devade's eye and both of them wonder whether they've let a madman in. Deep down, however, Sollers is eighty per cent in agreement with the Central American's appraisal, so once he has set aside the idea that the visitor might be mocking them the conversation proceeds in an amicable fashion, at least for a while. The Central American speaks of Julia Kristeva (he winks at Sollers as he mentions that eminent Bulgarian), he speaks of Marcelin Pleynet (whom he has already met), and of Denis Roche (whose work he claims to be translating). Devade listens to him with a slightly wry smile. Sollers listens, nodding from time to time, his boredom increasing with every passing second. Suddenly, a sound of footsteps in the corridor. The door opens. Carla Devade appears, wearing tight corduroy trousers, flat shoes, and a disconsolate smile on her pretty Mediterranean face. Marc Devade gets up from his chair; for a moment the couple whisper questions and answers. The Central American has fallen silent; Sollers is mechanically flipping through a British magazine. Then Carla and Marc walk across the room (Carla taking tentative little steps, holding her husband's arm), and the Central American stands up, is introduced, obsequiously greets the newcomer. The conversation immediately resumes, but the Central American's chatter veers off in a new direction, unfortunately for him (he changes the subject from literature to the matchless beauty and grace of French women), at which point Sollers completely loses interest. Shortly afterward, the visit is brought to a close: Sollers looks at his watch, says it's late; Devade shows the Central American to the door, shakes his hand, and the visitor, instead of waiting for the elevator, rushes down the stairs. On the second-floor landing he runs into Marie-Thérèse Réveillé. The Central American is talking to himself in Spanish, not under his breath but out loud. As their paths cross, Marie-Thérèse notices a fierce look in his eyes. They bump into each other. Both apologize. They look at each other again (and this is surprising, the way their eyes meet again after the apology), and what she sees, beneath the expedient mask of bitterness, is a well of unbearable horror and fear.
So the Central American, Z, is there in the café when the photo is taken, and Carla and Marie-Thérèse have recognized him, they've remembered him; perhaps he has just arrived, perhaps he walked past the table at which the group is sitting and greeted them, but, except for the two women, they had no idea who he was; this happens quite often, of course, but it's something that the Central American still can't accept with equanimity. There he is, to the left of the group, with some Central American friends, or waiting for them, maybe, and deep within him there's a seething anger nourished by affronts and grudges, fuelled by bitterness and the chill of the City of Light. His appearance, however, is equivocal: it makes Carla Devade feel like a protective older sister or a missionary nun in Africa, but it catches at Marie-Thérèse Réveillé like barbed wire and triggers a vague erotic longing.
And then night falls again and the photo empties out or disappears under a scribble of lines traced by the mechanism of night, and Sollers is writing in his study, and Kristeva is writing in her study next door—soundproofed studies, so that they can't hear each other typing, for example, or getting up to consult a book, or coughing or talking to themselves—and Carla and Marc Devade are leaving a cinema (they've been to see a film by Rivette), not talking to each other, although a couple of times Marc and then Carla, who's more distracted, greet people they know, and J.-J. Goux is preparing his dinner, a frugal dinner consisting of bread, pâté, cheese, and a glass of wine, and Guyotat is undressing Marie-Thérèse Réveillé and throwing her onto the sofa with a violent thrust that Marie-Thérèse intercepts in midair as if she were catching a butterfly of lucidity in a lucidity net, and Henric is leaving his apartment, going down to the parking garage, and he stops again as the lights go out, first the ones near the metal roller door that opens onto the street, and then the others, till there is only the light down at the far end, illuminating his multicolored Honda, flickering helplessly, and then it fails as well. And it occurs to Henric that his motorcycle is like an Assyrian god, but for the moment his legs refuse to walk on into the darkness, and Marie-Thérèse shuts her eyes and opens her legs, one foot on the sofa, the other on the carpet, while Guyotat pushes into her, the panties still around her thighs, and calls her his little whore, his little bitch, and asks her what she did during the day, what happened to her, what streets she wandered down, and J.-J. Goux is sitting at the table and spreading pâté on a piece of bread and lifting it to his mouth and chewing, first on the right side, then on the left, unhurriedly, with a book by Robert Pinget open beside him to page 2 and the television switched off but the screen reflecting his image, a man on his own with his mouth closed and his cheeks full, looking thoughtful and absent, and Carla Devade and Marc Devade are making love, Carla on top, illuminated only by the light in the corridor, a light they usually leave on, and Carla is groaning and trying not to look at her husband's face, his blond hair a mess now, his light eyes, his broad and placid face, his delicate, elegant hands, devoid of the fire she's longing for, ineffectually holding her hips, as if he were trying to keep her there with him, but he has no real sense of what she might be fleeing from or what her flight might mean, a flight that goes on and on like torture, and Kristeva and Sollers are going to bed, first her, she has to lecture early the next day, then him, and both of them take books that they will leave on their bedside tables when sleep comes to close their eyes, and Philippe Sollers will dream that he is walking along a beach in Brittany with a scientist who has discovered a way to destroy the world; they will be walking westward along this long, deserted beach, bounded by rocks and black cliffs, and suddenly Sollers will realize that the scientist (who is talking and explaining) is himself and that the man walking beside him is a murderer; this will dawn on him when he looks down at the wet sand (with its souplike consistency) and the crabs skittering away to hide and the prints the two of them are leaving on the beach (there is a certain logic to this: identifying the murderer by his footprints), and Julia Kristeva will dream of a little village in Germany where years ago she participated in a seminar, and she'll see the streets of the village, clean and empty, and sit down in a square that's tiny but full of plants and trees, and close her eyes and listen to the distant cheeping of a single bird and wonder if the bird is in a cage or free, and she'll feel a breeze on her neck and her face, neither cold nor warm, a perfect breeze, perfumed with lavender and orange blossom, and then she'll remember her seminar and look at her watch, but it will have stopped.
So the Central American is outside the frame of the photograph, sharing that pristine and deceptive territory with the object of Guyotat's gaze: an unknown woman armed only, for the moment, with her beauty. Their eyes will not meet. They will pass each other by like shadows, briefly sharing the same hazardous ambit: the itinerant theatre of Paris. The Central American could quite easily become a murderer. Perhaps, back in his country, he will, but not here, where the only blood he could possibly shed is his own. This Pol Pot won't kill anyone in Paris. And actually, back in Tegucigalpa or San Salvador, he'll probably end up teaching in a university. As for the unknown woman, she will not be captured by Guyotat's asbestos nets. She's at the bar, waiting for the boyfriend she'll marry before long (him or the next one), and their marriage will be disastrous, though not without its moments of comfort. Literature brushes past these literary creatures and kisses them on the lips, but they don't even notice.
The section of restaurant or café that contains the photo's nest of smoke continues imperturbably on its voyage through nothingness. Behind Sollers, for instance, we can make out the fragmentary figures of three men. None of their faces can be seen in their entirety. The man on the left, in profile: a forehead, one eyebrow, the back part of his ear, the top of his head. The man on the right: a little piece of his forehead, his cheekbone, strands of dark hair. The man in the middle, who seems to be calling the shots: most of his forehead, traversed by two clearly visible wrinkles, his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and a discreet quiff. Behind them, there is a pane of glass and behind the glass many people walking about curiously among stalls or exhibition stands, bookstands perhaps, mostly facing away from our characters (who have their backs to them in turn), except for a child with a round face and straight bangs, wearing a jacket that may be too small for him, looking sideways toward the café, as if from that distance he could observe everything going on inside, which, on the face of it, seems rather unlikely.
And in a corner, to the right: the waiting man, the listening man. His face appears just above Marc Devade's blond hair. His hair is dark and abundant, his eyebrows are thick, he is thin. In one hand (a hand resting listlessly against his right temple) he is holding a cigarette. A spiral of smoke is rising from the cigarette toward the ceiling, and the camera has captured it almost as if it were the image of a ghost. Telekinesis. An expert could identify the brand of cigarette that he's smoking in half a second just by the solid look of that smoke. Gauloises, no doubt. He's gazing off toward the photo's right-hand side—that is, he's pretending not to notice that the photo is being taken, but in a way he, too, is posing.
And there is yet another person: careful examination reveals something protruding from Guyotat's neck like a cancerous growth, which turns out to be made up of a nose, a withered forehead, the outline of an upper lip, the profile of a man who is looking, with a certain gravity, in the same direction as the smoking man, although their gazes could not be more different.
And then the photo is occluded and all that is left is the smoke of a Gauloise floating in the air, as if the viewfinder had suddenly swung to the right, toward the black hole of chance, and Sollers comes to a sudden halt in the street, a street near Place Wagram, and feels in his pockets as if he had left his address book behind or lost it, and Marie-Thérèse Réveillé is driving on Boulevard Malesherbes, near Place Wagram, and J.-J. Goux is talking on the phone with Marc Devade (J.-J.'s voice is unsteady, Devade isn't saying a word), and Guyotat and Henric are walking on Rue Saint-André des Arts, heading for Rue Dauphine, and by chance they run into Carla Devade, who says hello and joins them, and Julia Kristeva is coming out of class surrounded by a retinue of students, quite a few of whom are foreign (two Spaniards, a Mexican, an Italian, two Germans), and once more the photo dissolves into nothingness.
Aurora borealis. Terrible dawn. As they open their eyes, they are almost transparent. Marc Devade, alone in bed, snug in gray pajamas, dreaming of the Académie Goncourt. J.-J. Goux at his window, watching clouds float through the sky over Paris and comparing them unfavorably with certain clouds in paintings by Pissarro or the clouds in his nightmare. Julia Kristeva is sleeping and her calm face seems an Assyrian mask until, with a very slight wince of discomfort, she wakes. Philippe Sollers is in the kitchen, leaning on the edge of the sink, and blood is dripping from his right index finger. Carla Devade is climbing the stairs to her apartment after having spent the night with Guyotat. Marie-Thérèse Réveillé is making coffee and reading a book. Jacques Henric is walking through a dark parking garage, which echoes to the sound of his boots on the concrete.
A world of forms is unfolding before his eyes, a world of distant noises. The possibility of fear is approaching, the way wind approaches a provincial capital. Henric stops, his heart speeds up, he tries to orient himself. Before, he could at least glimpse shadows and silhouettes at the far end of the garage; now it seems hermetically black, like the darkness in an empty coffin at the bottom of a crypt. So he decides to keep still. In that stillness his heartbeat gradually slows and memory brings back images of the day. He remembers Guyotat, whom he secretly admires, openly pursuing little Carla. Once again, he sees them smiling and then he sees them walking away down a street where yellow lights scatter and regroup sporadically, without any obvious pattern, although Henric knows deep down that everything is determined in some way, everything is causally linked to something else, and human nature leaves very little room for the truly gratuitous. He touches his crotch. He is startled by this movement, the first he has made for some time. He has an erection and yet he doesn't feel sexually aroused in any way. ♦
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Chilarity needed a new logo design and created a contest on 99designs.
A winner was selected from 80 designs submitted by 17 freelance designers.
What: A club/charitable organization run by kids (with adult supervision) for the purpose of raising money for children in need and/or to improve the world that children are growing up in.
How: Children who are members vote on a cause for each quarter and then vote for the charity that supports that cause (e.g. sick children as cause; Mater Miracles as charity). They then decide on what fundraising activities they will pursue and subsequently organize and execute them. Our aim would be to have a representative/ambassador at multiple different schools (and even within grades in a particular school) to help to coordinate the fundraising activities .
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Obviously, our target audience is predominantly children of both primary and high school age.
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-Colours are flexible
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BB needed a new logo design and created a contest on 99designs.
A winner was selected from 188 designs submitted by 51 freelance designers.
The main thing I am interested in is getting a logo design. I am also interested in stationary design.
http://www.bondbuilt.com (not set up yet)
Desired Color Scheme:
Needs to be high visibility and contrast. open, I like blue.
Accepted File Formats:
Vector Formats (.eps, .pdf or .ai)
Bond Built, LLC (http://www.bondbuilt.com) is a company that will do new construction and remodeling jobs. I am going to start out focusing on window replacement and then get into more trades. I am going to be using logo for business cards, website, magnets for side of my truck, yard signs, phone book ads, ect.
I need to stand out from my competition that work out of there truck.
I am paying $200 for the logo design and a bonus of $150 for the other design for Business cards, letterheads, labels and other business paperwork.
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There are two surefire ways to have your name immortalized in history: succeed in your stride toward greatness or, as so many tech firms did in 2011, faceplant trying.
Fresh in our memory are failed products like the Blackberry Playbook, the PlayStation Network getting hacked, Microsoft's Kin smartphones, AMD's FX relaunch and Duke Nukem Forever. Those and a few others have served as inspiration for us to look further back and revisit some of the biggest flops of the new millennia, starting with what many consider Microsoft's worst OS ever.


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No big loss
Haven't read NetNews in years.
Flames. That one big thing I don't miss about NetNews.
AT&T has dealt another blow to the internet relic known as Usenet. Sometime next month, the American telcom giant will terminate its entire newsgroup service. "Please note that on or around July 15, 2009, AT&T will no longer be offering access to the Usenet netnews service," reads a note sent to AT&T and posted on the company' …
... there were some real treasures like comp.arch (wish I had time to read it, if it's not dissolved into viaqqra ads) and many more, some quite specialised.
Also one charming and very english NG locked in a kind of Douglas Adams-esque eternal breakfast time, impeccably mannered and welcoming to all; alt.2eggs.sausage.beans.tomatoes.2toast.largetea.cheerslove.
NGs - magic stuffed screwed over by flamethrowing idiots and spammers.
Since AT&T are reducing their services to me I'll be getting a discount ... odd that they've not mentioned this to me yet?
At one point AT&T were nice to deal with and reasonably priced but since they've bought all the regional baby bells they are getting to be a real pain. Unfortunately - at least if I want wired phone and internet service - they're the only game in town... that is unless I want to deal with COX (rhymes with?) who are even worse than AT&T.
You have a choice ... with Vaseline or without.
New York Attorney General Andrew Cuomo is a headline grabbing moron of the highest quality. Like getting rid of the groups are going to get rid of those posting. All he's done is to drive them into hiding and make the actual job of catching these perverts more difficult. But then when have we heard of any Ags doing anything these days that doesn't generate them big headlines so they can further their political careers.
I haven't used AT&T's newsgroup service, but ISPs tend to offer truly horrible retention and completion, plus they frequently have a tiny bandwidth cap.
Anyone who actually downloads files would already have third-party service, since the ISP stuff is so broken. So nothing has actually changed here.
Shame that the distant threat of child porn is such a strong force. Apparently anyone (that knows how to grab a binary from newsgroups) has access to kiddie porn, and it wouldn't be terribly hard to plant it somewhere, tell a DA, and get whatever you want shut down.
The question is: Who will win the race to slap some on the NY DA's web page?
So you don't use it - that means it must be shite?
Personally, I use it a fair bit, prefer 'uk.rec.sheds' & 'uk.media.radio.archers'.
Strangely neither of these (not being binary) have the pictures you might see on 'alt.fan.harry-potter.binaries.gay-kid-porn' (which does exist) or 'alt.bin.kiddieporn' (which doesn't).
Usenet was a pretty useful and entertaining part of the Internet back in the day, when the Internet was just a bunch of nerds. Just like how SMTP was a pretty good e-mail protocol.
After all, who needs features like accountability and authentication when everyone knows that there's strict etiquette to be followed and you risk getting flamed if you should violate those unwritten rules...
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Why ever would I miss it, it's accessible in many other ways and I use it daily.
What would be great is to get Usenet back into the state it was in pre-1992, with lots of excellent helpful people who knew stuff backwards as well as forwards and who were merciless in exposing those that couldn't fit in and quote and post properly.
Maybe one day....
One of these days, NNTP will be new and improved, where spam can be tracked and eliminated at the source. Hopefully IETF will assign a new port to NNTP2, and we will all point newsreaders there. The posts will be thoughtful and intelligent, and helpful.
Until then we must coexist with the "tragedy of the commons", where the bad brings down the good. (*SIGH*).
It's a real pity. Much of the valuable discussion on UseNet has moved to web forums. You don't miss posts, the interface is slicker and there's a landlord to deal with bad citizens, but it's ultimately made us digital sharecroppers.
No-one's going to be interested in fixing UseNet any time soon or creating a modern equivalent. The flood of binaries groups was the beginning of the end, making it harder and harder for my ISP at the time to keep a reasonable volume of discussion.
A great example is comp.compilers, moderated by John Levine, and apparently (IIRC) the longest moderated NG in existence. A lot of real experts post there (and a couple of mine I hope to forget). Very, very good - if you have the time, of course.
Having a committed mod is key but that means either an employed, salaried position or an unusually public-minded person; a rare bird.
@AC 20:22 re. alt.2eggs... Unlucky. I only lurked for a while and saw nothing of that.
The Irony!!
I went to work for SBC, back in 1998, and my first assignment, was Usenet. I went to California, built a new news.pacbell.net... for a while... it was really fun!
saturating the first gigabit ethernet interfaces, with "usenet" traffic.
When they finally put an OC-12 between NorCal and SoCal... it got flooded with "usenet" traffic too.
I still have some e-mails and posts (flames)... from when I put the bandwidth limits on the server.
I think it's kinda ironic... in May 1998, I build news.pacbell.net... ran it for a while.
a decade later, as I resign from at&t, they kill Usenet.
The fellas in White Plains, killed it. Prodigy... ick!
It's a cost as far as at&t sees it... the don't/can't make money off it...
Sadly, in 2000, before I split out of the Usenet team... we were exploring a subscription (fee) based service offering, that didn't suck.
Just be happy, AT&T got rid of NCR, back in 1990... Otherwise, the 'new' at&t... would be CRa.P
Cash Registers and Phones
R.I.P. news.pacbell.net!
may your 1200 day uptime, be remembered, fondly.
I was musing the other day ... NNTP is being replaced by the technically inferior, but much more trendy, RSS and Atom. Inferior, because each poll requires downloading the entire cache of items, and because polling has to be sufficiently frequent to avoid gaps in the item 'window'. Shame.
I think that's the key - ISPs can't see a revenue stream from Usenet and many of their customers have never used it.
Binaries are not really a problem - if an ISP doesn't like binaries (either due to volume of traffic or their questionable content and associated legal issues), they don't carry those groups or they adjust the retention times of high volume groups to reduce storage requirements. They can also shape usenet traffic as they need - they don't need to provide a specific bandwidth or response time to users (because they won't have made any rash promises about their Usenet service).
Gareth scrive: "Binaries destroyed Usenet"
No. Binaries have always been a part of Usenet. It is idiots posting inappropriate binaries that are getting close to killing Usenet. It's a "tragedy of the commons" thing ... spam in email is part of the same problem.
Somewhere, the ghost of Knaresborough Forest is crying ...
Usenet will survive, though. Even if it has to go back to dial-up.
I'm also seeing the story through a long-established newsgroup.
The people making the fuss haven't made an on-topic post in several years. They're making ludicrous claims about the importance of Usenet.
They're the people who made the newsgroup almost useless.
There are newsgroups that are still worthwhile, but maybe only because they're obscure.
When I were a mere strop of a lad, first discovering the ac.uk newsfeed, there were a collection of about 100 alt. groups named alt.o.o.o.X.o.o.o.X.o.o.X and alt.o.X.o.X.o.o.o.o.X and so on and so forth.
I spent ages wondering wtf these pretty much empty groups were for, until I looked at my wee green-screen terminal sideways and scrolled back and forth in the active list and the Xs spelled out
Who's laughing now, Usenet??! Oh....
Aggregate intelligence of the species is an invariant. The population has grown more than sixfold in the last 200 years. Witness (I actually typed 'Witless' twice) not merely those like Cuomo, Coulter, Lee and so on, but the too-easily-distracted masses that don't simply ignore them and their ilk.
Mine's the one with the "Intelligent design could never have led to THIS" lapel pin...


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John Sinclair #6 - In Satans Diensten
Born in Valdepeñas, Carlos José Arroyo Saavedra began his career in the late 1990s, working in the heroic fantasy genre. He published his comic 'Eponim, la Tierra sin Héroes' in the series 'Relatos Salvajes' of Planeta-DeAgostini, and he also contributed to this publisher's title 'El Reino Salvaje de Conan'. Through Studio Comicon in Barcelona, he has done art on the 'Geisterjäger John Sinclair' comic books for Bastei Verlag in 2004-05, and on the 'Lego: Friends' magazine for Blue Ocean Entertainment. Arroyo has also worked as a storyboard artist with Estudio Mariscal, Fernando Trueba i Estudi Mariscal and Boolab.