Dec. 31st, 2013

monk111: (DarkSide: by spiraling_down)
A five o’clock morning. I stay in bed for a whole other hour. I really don’t want to wake up. But sleep ain’t happening for me. I dread how dead tired I will be later in the day.

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Sammy is crying to be let out. I say aloud, “You want to go out so that you can still enjoy the night, huh?” It is still pitch black outside. It’s 42 degrees. Not too bad. And all the cats go. I hope they get it out of their system, because regardless of the weather, I am going to need to keep them inside again tonight, before all those fireworks start to go off illegally in the neighborhood. Yeah, happy new year! The joy.

Orangey

Dec. 31st, 2013 09:45 am
monk111: (Cats)
There’s Orangey. By the mailbox. Just sitting there. Surveying the grounds. Looking for a good move to make. Some food, some water, maybe a friendly face too.

I omitted to mention that I saw Orangey eating at the plate on the patio a few nights ago. I stepped out to shoo her away, and Sammy immediately took over to chase her off. Orangey’s wail of desperation really did cut me.

I badly wish that she could have joined our home, but I guess cats don’t easily make friends with each other. She was such a beautiful cat; her looks grow rougher with time. I remember how she was so friendly to my petting; she probably only grows more wild with time as well, more feral. I cannot help thinking that things could have been different. She might have become my favorite cat. She was hungry for love.
monk111: (Default)
It is hardly news here that the blog is not the thriving art form it once was. But someone felt like writing up another obituary, and we'll capture a quote.

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Sometime in the past few years, the blog died. In 2014, people will finally notice. Sure, blogs still exist, many of them are excellent, and they will go on existing and being excellent for many years to come. But the function of the blog, the nebulous informational task we all agreed the blog was fulfilling for the past decade, is increasingly being handled by a growing number of disparate media forms that are blog-like but also decidedly not blogs.

Instead of blogging, people are posting to Tumblr, tweeting, pinning things to their board, posting to Reddit, Snapchatting, updating Facebook statuses, Instagramming, and publishing on Medium. In 1997, wired teens created online diaries, and in 2004 the blog was king. Today, teens are about as likely to start a blog (over Instagramming or Snapchatting) as they are to buy a music CD. Blogs are for 40-somethings with kids.

-- Jason Kottke at Nieman Lab.org

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Speaking for myself, I suppose what I do on these pages has always been more of a journal and scrapbook thing, as opposed to those enterprises that aspired to be part of the official media world. Although this became confused during those few years when I had real blogging pals, this has always been just an upgrade from my old spiral-bound notebooks and pens - a way to talk to myself across time. There will always be diaries in one form or another.
monk111: (Primal Hunger)
We have a nice little essay updating us on the evolution of Russian governance. It tees off on Putin's release of onetime billionaire Khodorkovsky. He was one of the ones effectively purged during those years when Putin was consolidating his government. It is speculated that he was released as a goodwill gesture before Russia hosts this year's winter Olympics.

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WASHINGTON — The czarist trappings of President Vladimir V. Putin’s surprise move to free Mikhail B. Khodorkovsky, announced at a marathon news conference on Dec. 19, were hard to miss. Mr. Putin’s offhand, backstage comment that 10 years of imprisonment had been punishment enough for Mr. Khodorkovsky, his onetime nemesis (and once Russia’s richest man), conveyed just the right mix of omnipotence, benevolence and piety.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere had been far less dignified than what Mr. Putin’s role model, Czar Alexander II, might have tolerated. Fawning reporters had waved stuffed animals to get Mr. Putin’s attention, and one reporter read a poem beseeching him to renationalize the energy industry so that the Russian people would repay the favor by asking him “to rule for the rest of your life.”

At first glance, this turn of events seems to illustrate just how much Russia has changed since October 2003, when Mr. Khodorkovsky’s jet was stormed on the tarmac of a Siberian airport by masked agents of Russia’s Federal Security Service. The familiar narrative holds that Mr. Putin enjoys nearly limitless power, having brought the oligarchs to heel, recentralized political authority, dismantled fledgling democratic institutions and put most of the economy back under state control. By confounding expectations that Mr. Khodorkovsky would rot in prison forever, Mr. Putin left little doubt about his near-total domination of the Russian political scene.

Yet Russia’s oligarchy (that is, the control of the state and economy by a small group of well-placed, extremely wealthy insiders) is alive and well. The supposedly all-powerful Mr. Putin actually devotes much of his time to refereeing bitter disputes between oligarchs like Igor I. Sechin, the head of the state oil company Rosneft, and Gennady N. Timchenko, a co-owner of Russia’s largest oil trading company and an independent natural gas producer. These latter-day oligarchs, many of whom have built vast business empires on the back of longstanding connections to Mr. Putin, are part of a political tradition that dates back to the rapid expansion of the Grand Duchy of Muscovy in the 1400s.

The most authoritative description of Russia’s peculiar style of rule can be found in an unusual place: a little-known academic essay by the Harvard medieval historian Edward L. Keenan, originally prepared for the State Department in the mid-1970s. Professor Keenan’s vivid account of the conspiracies, secrecy and power politics of the Muscovite czarist court will be readily recognizable to viewers of “Game of Thrones.” Most important, Professor Keenan punctures the myth of an all-powerful czar. He explains how a system dominated by elite groups of boyars (the top rung of the aristocracy and the forebears of today’s oligarchs) and bureaucrats, who imposed constraints on the country’s ruler, became so entrenched in the political culture.

After a devastating civil war in the 1400s, these groups decided that it was in their interest to carve out a role for a leader capable of mediating disputes and distributing power and property among them. They deliberately shrouded the system in secrecy and exaggerated the role of the czar to maintain their freedom to maneuver and keep outsiders at bay.

This approach was combined with an inefficient yet extremely centralized system that has clear parallels to contemporary Russia, specifically the need to maintain control over an unpredictable population and a vast, underpopulated territory. (To cite one of Professor Keenan’s most vivid examples, “In the later 16th century, when the round trip to the capital could occupy the better part of a year, even simple real estate transactions conducted in tiny villages on the Arctic Circle were registered and approved in Moscow.”)

Unfortunately, our understanding of Mr. Putin’s regime and its most important players remains heavily distorted by our disappointment that Russia has failed to develop along Western lines. By fixating on Mr. Putin’s authoritarian streak, hostility to outside influences and resistance to Western-style reforms, we generally overlook that his value to the system, like that of the czars who preceded him, is based on maintaining the balance among competing vested interests. Just as it was five centuries ago, the main battles inside the Kremlin among these groups are about power, money and access to special privileges, not ideology.

Eventually, the day will come when Mr. Putin is no longer in power. Yet it seems highly unlikely that his informal style of rule will be replaced by a rule of law system based on strong institutions and checks and balances. Rather, the West must brace itself for the possibility that the oligarchic system itself, with its deep roots in Russian political culture, will outlive its current master.

-- Andrew S. Weiss at The New York Times

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Ms. Kanada

Dec. 31st, 2013 08:35 pm
monk111: (Default)
What a nice note to end the year on. Ms. Kanada defriended me. It’s not like there has been any interaction in … years? But it solidifies the pattern of these last few years. The last person out, please, shut off the lights! Still, I wonder what prompted her to act now. Was it my raunchy, misogynistic excerpt from “American Psycho”? Or is she just doing some end-of-the-year cleaning? Not that it makes a real difference. I guess there is just not a lot to love here. You try to get love while being poor, ugly, and old! It just doesn’t happen.

Pi says, “You know, Monk, that one can get love from other than young, hot women.”

My heart knows what it wants.

Pi says, “That is the problem: you are confusing your heart with your dick.”

It’s a package deal.
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