PART 2
Laura Citarella
Argentina, 2022
EMIL CIORAN
In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.
YUSEF KOMUNYAKAAY
"Night of the Armadillo"
You huddle into a shield or breastplate,
a whisper in the dark summoning your kin
one by one along the frontier. In your kingdom,
errant knight of undergrowth, even in your gut
fear, you’re always on the verge of a new border
or at the edge before crossing into the interior
of false prophecies. Desert blooms or berries
fall into marshy hush. Around a sharp curve
planetary lights spring out of nothingness.
How did you go wrong? With only blind faith
& a dead star left in your eyes, where’s North
America? You’ve been around eons,
not knowing when you’ve left one age
& entered another, but I found your Olympus
of foolish odds in the modern world.
Lovers in cars, delivery trucks make leaves
tremble along the roadside. If you know this,
little suitcase of guts & nails,
you are still alive,
even with your broken hinges.
BRENDA HOWARD
The next time someone asks you why LGBT Pride marches exist or why Gay Pride Month is June tell them “A bisexual woman named Brenda Howard thought it should be.”
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KARL HEINRICH ULRICHS (1825-1895)
I am proud, that I found the courage to deal the initial blow to the hydra of public contempt.
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QUIN POX
I encourage everyone struggling to run on pure spite for the status quo. We need numbers, and we can do it together.
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JAMES BALDWIN
Love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters?
MONTESQUIEU
The tyranny of a prince in an oligarchy is not so dangerous to the public welfare as the apathy of a citizen in a democracy.
Watching
THE DISCARNATES
Nobuhiko Ôbayashi
Japan, 1988
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I'm fascinated when a movie has such disparate posters. Like, we're gonna find a way to sell this to everyone on the planet. It's a thriller ... and also a charming family reunion ... and also a mediation of fantasy ... and also an Ozu from the 1950s ... and I think we need a fifth poster.
THE DISCARNATES was the first adaptation of Taichi Yamada's novel 異人たちとの夏 / Ijintachi to no natsu / Strangers [literal translation: Summer of the Strange People). Both are the basis - loosely adapted - for Andrew Haigh's ALL OF US STRANGERS.
Playing
Juri Vallentin
BRIDGES
Elina Albach, Theo Plath, Patrick Sepec
- François Couperin – Septième Prélude
- Gabriel Eroreka – Duduk I-b
- Pavel Haas – Suite for Oboe and Piano, Op. 17
- Toshio Hosokawa – Spell Song
- Johann Christoph Pez – Sÿmphonia
- Robert Schumann – Three Romances, Op. 94
- Gilles Silvestrini - Six Études Pittoresques: Alii mundi
JORGE LUIS BORGES
"The South"
Dahlmann made himself comfortable near the window. Little by little, darkness was enveloping the countryside, but the smells and sounds of the plains still floated in through the thick iron grate at the window. The store-keeper brought him sardines and then roast meat; Dahlmann washed them down with more than one glass of red wine. Idly, he savored the harsh bouquet of the wine and let his gaze wander over the store, which by now had turned a little sleepy.
The kerosene lantern hung from one of the beams. There were three customers at the other table: two looked like laborers; the other, with coarse, Indian-like features, sat drinking with his wide-brimmed hat on. Dahlmann suddenly felt something lightly brush his face. Next to the tumbler of cloudy glass, on one of the stripes in the tablecloth, lay a little ball of wadded bread. That was all, but somebody had thrown it at him.
The drinkers at the other table seemed unaware of his presence. Dahlmann, puzzled, decided that nothing had happened, and he opened the volume of The Arabian Nights, as though to block out reality.
Another wad of bread hit him a few minutes later, and this time the laborers laughed. Dahlmann told himself he wasn't scared, but that it would be madness for him, a sick man, to be dragged by strangers into some chaotic bar fight. He made up his mind to leave; he was already on his feet when the storekeeper came over and urged him, his voice alarmed: "Sr. Dahlmann, ignore those boys over there— they're just feeling their oats."
JULIE ANNE PETERS
Cut the ending. Revise the script. The man of her dreams is a girl.
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SENATOR TAMMY BALDWIN (D-WI)
There will not be a magic day when we wake up and it’s now okay to express ourselves publicly. We make that day by doing things publicly until it’s simply the way things are.
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ANDREW SCOTT
Mercifully, these days people don't see being gay as a character flaw. But nor is it a virtue, like kindness. Or a talent, like playing the banjo. It's just a fact. Of course, it's part of my make-up, but I don't want to trade on it.
HARVEY MILK
It takes no compromise to give people their rights. It takes no money to respect the individual. It takes no political deal to give people freedom. It takes no survey to remove repression.
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ANGELA DAVIS
I am no longer accepting the things I cannot change. I am changing the things I cannot accept.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
"Sonnet 18"
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.