In defense of the sanctimonious women's studies set || First feminist blog on the internet


14 thoughts on “I want to do to you what spring does to the cherry trees.”

  1. Two days ago we could have celebrated the Cerenalia, festival of the Goddess Ceres, aka Demeter.

  2. New hardcore french writer:

    “Idéologiquement Cash/Chiotte

    L’aplat de niaiseries répandu sur le texte a empêché de dévoiler la puissance colérique des propos en général. Une sorte de philosophie en parfaite adéquation avec l’époque. Ni avant-garde, ni conservatisme.”

    La suite sur http://hirsute.hautetfort.com

  3. Kampai, Yorkies. wish I had time to take a trip back home to St. Louis. the Botanical Garden there has the largest Japanese Garden outside of Japan,and the cherry trees should be lovely.\

    also, I’m not entirely sure what the title is supposed to express, but it’s beautifully poetic.

    of course, it is Pablo Neruda.

  4. The title of the post isn’t supposed to express anything other than the fact that I like that quote. Sorry, no good story or referece behind it. I just think it’s pretty (and sexy).

  5. Yes, thank goodness it’s spring. I’ll never get used to cold weather (no matter how mild the winters get).

  6. Some “poetry” lines from Neruda’s eulogy to Stalin:

    “We must learn from Stalin His sincere intensity His concrete clarity… Stalin is the moon, the maturity of man and the peoples.”

  7. …so?

    I guess I’m missing your point. We shouldn’t appreciate an artist’s work because they held some unsavory political views? Is that really what you’re saying? We’d have to toss out a whole lot of literature and art if that’s the case.

  8. This thread is about art, drydock. And the uplifting of the heart brought by Spring (although I’m experiencing autumn here in Sydney). But of course politics informs art, the question is how much? How much did the artist know about the politician they are hagiographing at the time the art was created?

    Beethoven thought Napoleon was fabulous once, but turned his back on him when he crowned himself Emperor. Lots of politicial figures we now think of incontrovertible monsters simply didn’t always appear that way. Once upon a time they were all fresh-faced ideologues with keen supporters amongst decent citizens.

    And some political figures who are almost universally admired still have pockets of people who remember them for certain evils they did which the wider populace didn’t care much about. All over Wales people spat vindictively when Churchill got his State funeral procession instead of hoisting a pint in remembrance, for example.

Comments are currently closed.