Disenchantment, Enclosure, And ‘The Burning Times’

hans glaser

“Slave owners knew that to master a human being, no matter what his race or color, all you need to do is strip him of his identity, his land, the strength of his culture and the memory of his ancestors.”From the Film, The Language You Cry InI have thus far spoken of Disenchantment in general terms, providing modern examples of how it relates to specific places and how Capitalism is sustained by materialistic conceptions of the everyday.  I’ve tried to show how Capitalism and disenc … [Read more...]

Some Walk Away

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In 1973, Ursula K. Le Guin published a short story, called “The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas.” She describes in flowery language a sort of utopian city (Omelas) in which every inhabitant lives in utmost happiness, wealth, contentment and joy. Every person enjoys unparalleled success, health, and all the benefits of social progress…except one person.In a basement, you see, there is a child that lives in absolute squalor and abuse. No, more—the child must live in horrible conditions in order … [Read more...]

Clutha

Clutha

When I'm here in Glasgow, I attend an open public circle at each of the major holidays. At each ritual, the name Clutha is invoked, spoken of as the Spirit of this Place, but for some reason, it that name had never quite settled into my bones before. At our Spring Equinox ritual, the name echoed in my soul in a new way. It reverberated in my mind as I left the park where we meet. It wound its way through me over the rest of the afternoon. I have no idea why I hadn't looked up the name before, or … [Read more...]

What We Built From Ruins, Part Four

Berlin Raben

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three] I. The grove was still as the sun set, a chill upon the evening settling the spirits of the students into a contemplative gaze.  The Druid felt the cold in his bones a bit more every year, and this evening particularly.  Age and the world weighed upon him almost as heavily as memory.He sighed.  “We’d thought we could go on like this forever, you know.  You, who weren’t yet born cannot perhaps understand what such an illusion is.  What are your illusions, w … [Read more...]

What We Built From Ruins, Part Three

Berlin Raben

[Part One] [Part Two] I. The sun had descended even further in the sky, bathing the grove in brilliant hues of gilded light, a final embrace before the ending of day.  The visages of the gathered students soaked up this light, deepening the features the Druid had failed to glimpse earlier--catching the coarse scruff of the skeptic’s jaw, the scattered freckles upon the face of the fire-haired woman,  and also the soft curve of another woman’s cheek, the sharp chin on the man who’d just spoken. … [Read more...]

Lessons From D.C.

Flooding at the Capitol Mall due to a broken irrigation pipe 2006

Last week I was in Washington, D.C. for work. My trip there was both difficult and good. I learned many lessons during my travels and during the time I was in the city. One of the lessons that I am still processing is about the intersection between pre-existing stereotypes about a place and the actual spirit of that place. It's not that I have a clear understanding of this issue yet, but I still think that it's worth discussing publicly in the hopes that you can process the ideas with me.It … [Read more...]

What We Built From Ruins (Part Two)

Berlin Raben

(Part One is here) I. "I remember how we tried everything."The old man's face was turned towards the students, but he wasn't looking at them.  His eyes tried to see something else, something in the space between what was before him and what had been.  His silence seemed to unnerve a few of them.He began again.  "We tried everything to keep what we'd thought was important.  We tried turning our food into fuel for our cars, but then there wasn't enough food to eat.  Going fast or forcing … [Read more...]


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