Date: Sat, 08 Aug 1998 10:44:47 -0500 (CDT)
From: hijinks-AT-utarlg.uta.edu
Subject: Re: Life, the best song ever sung


a) Why does the Lambdac persona crumble so? "We [sic] have given plenty on
this list."  I smile at the psychical dumbs here displayed -- surely you
will not let Callihan's (empty) threats disturb your massive ego?

b) Interesting reference to Mike Scott and the Waterboys, who, it turns
out, are quite passionately anti-pagan in their pagan place.

c) One ponders the weight and status of the "ought." Nebulous it is, yet
simultaneously riven by/with desire.  Nietzsche writes:
	"But even when the moralist addresses himself only to the single
human being and says to him, 'You ought to be such and such!' he does not
cease to make himself look ridiculous... To say to him, 'Change yourself!'
is to demand that everything be changed, even retroactively" (Port.N, TI,
491).
	We are left with the question: what changes in the traversal from
the "you" -- the single human being -- to life itself (a nebulous term in
its own right)? Does this movement transcribe the difference between
valuation and moralism? The movement from a position of impossible
judgement (the demand that everything change, even retroactively) to a
position of (glorious) affirmation of the 'it was', the 'thus I willed
it.'  Or is this traversal just a wanna-be?
	But really, this begs the question. What I really want to know is,
what is the best song ever sung that life would be? And why is it sung,
and not played?  Is there a chorus, and a refrain? Do we have
multi-tracked vocal stacking and some choral delay to heighten the
effects? And who is producing? 'Cause of it is Jeff Lynne or Dave Stewart,
I'm locking and loading.
--tjr

On Sat, 8 Aug 1998 lambdac-AT-globalserve.net wrote:

> "When the war was over
> my discharge papers came
> Me and twenty hundred others
> went to Stettin for the train
> 'Kiev!' -said the commissar
> 'From there - your own way home!'
> I never _got_ to Kiev
> we never came back home!"
> 
> the train went north to the taiga
> we were stripped and marched in file
> on the great Siberian road
> for miles and miles and miles and miles
> dressed in stripes and tatters
> in a Goulag left to die
> all because comrade Stalin said that
> we'd become too westernized
> 
> I used to love my country
> used to be so young
> used to believe that life was
> the best song ever sung
> I would have died for my country
> in 1945
> but now only one thing remains
> but now only one thing remains
> but now only one thing remains
> but now only one thing remains
> the brute will to survive!"
> 
> But _even then_, life still ought to be the best song ever sung.
> 
> Lambda C
> 
> PS - We have been given plenty on this list.
> 
> 
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