Brian Steiger's Blog

a legion of nonentities

briansteiger — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:06:21 +0000

A legion of nonentities is multiplying the tables of a new mathematics based on the power of zero, generating a psychopathology from their shadows.

nature committed a crime against them

briansteiger — Thu, 22 Jan 2009 11:25:08 +0000

Besides, certain things are meaningless.
After all the theorizing, all the chains of cause and effect, there’s a hard core of pointlessness.
That may be the only point we can find anywhere…

she needs help

briansteiger — Wed, 21 Jan 2009 08:24:24 +0000

I’m helping to free Vanessa from herself.
The world had provoked her, and irrational acts were the only way to defuse its threat.

well, maybe…

briansteiger — Tue, 20 Jan 2009 01:21:11 +0000

There´s genuine distress.
Many people are at their wits´end. They listen to Vanessa and Mark Savin and start to question their lives.
They see that schools are brain-washing children into a kind of social docility, turning them into a class who will run the show for consumer capitalism.

revolutionaries

briansteiger — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 12:01:25 +0000

Most revolutionaries in the last century had aspired to exactly this level of affluence and leisure, and it occurred to me that I’m seeing the emergence of a higher kind of boredom.

useless ideals

briansteiger — Sat, 17 Jan 2009 11:58:52 +0000

Protests tapped all Vanessa’s high ideals, but meaningless devalued them, making her uneasily, aware that reality waited for us outside an already open door.

who is mark savin ?

briansteiger — Fri, 16 Jan 2009 12:18:43 +0000

A quite fever burned in the mind of some brooding solitary, a candle of disaffection that threw ever-longer shadows.

sometime ago

briansteiger — Fri, 16 Jan 2009 10:26:23 +0000

I saw a portrait of myself, taken in the Adler office only eighteen months earlier. Adjusting the rear-view mirror, I compared my drawn features and bruised forehead with the confident and fresh-faced figure looking back at me from the old picture. I seemed youthful and knowing, practiced patter almost visible on my lips.

i can’t reject

briansteiger — Thu, 15 Jan 2009 17:16:07 +0000

I missed Vanessa, but she is beginning to slip into the past, part of a life that I can’t reject, a castle of obligations held together by the ivy of middle-class insecurity.

look at me

briansteiger — Thu, 15 Jan 2009 13:09:19 +0000

Vanessa. I’m just as bad. Flying off from Berlin isn’t what I really want to do. It’s a substitute for resigning from the Adler. I haven’t the courage to do that. Adler is a safe haven, a glorified university department packed with ambitious neurotics.
Think of it – there are thirty senior psychologist cooped up together, and every one of them hated his father.