Monday, 31 January 2022

Marty Ingels


            On Sunday morning I mostly had my voice back during song practice, although I got a little hoarse in the beginning in places. I still have to spit up phlegm from time to time and I sneezed in the middle of one song. 
            I worked out the chords to the first verse and a bit of the chorus of “Jet Society” by Serge Gainsbourg. 
            I weighed 86 kilos before breakfast. 
            I finished re-reading “An Image of Africa” by Chinua Achebe in which he declares that Joseph Conrad was a racist. He doesn't take into account that the first reference to darkness in the novel is in England among the English. Conrad speaks of a frightening but cherished sense of kinship with the African because of that ancestral memory. 
            I weighed 85.6 kilos before lunch. I had Ritz crackers and five-year-old cheddar with a glass of raspberry lemonade. 
            In the afternoon I took a bike ride to Bloor and Ossington. The temperature was about minus six and so I didn't bundle up as much. There had been a small amount of melting and so there were thin halos of puddles around the snowbanks. The way was fairly clear and I didn't slip and slide anywhere. 
            I weighed 84.9 kilos at 17:00. 
            My computer was very slow in the evening and it took an extra half an hour to post my blog and get caught up on my journal. 
            I re-read over half of Laura Winkiel's “Modernism and Empire.” I'm sure it's valuable to read again but I am mostly on the lookout for material to use in my presentation a week from Tuesday on Primitivism and Picasso. There doesn't seem to be anything I can use in Winkiel's essay. 
            I copied the text of Heart of Darkness from the pdf and pasted it into a document so I can better use it for reference and make notes. 
            I made pizza on a slice of Bavarian sandwich bread with sweet basil marinara sauce, a cut-up burger patty, and extra old cheddar. It was a very big patty and so the meat was piled so high on the bread that it didn't resemble even bread pizza. I had it with a beer while watching an episode of The Addams Family. 
            In this story Kitty Kat the lion has no appetite. They can't get the family witch doctor in Africa to make a house call but he tells them part of the cure would be to burn down their house. They decide to try a local veterinarian and settle on Dr Gunderson. Gunderson comes to see the patient but when he realizes it's a lion rather than a house cat he faints. Morticia decides that Gunderson's problem is a lack of confidence and so she arranges for him to treat various members of the family. They are pretending to be sick and then cured by Gunderson with the goal of building up his self assurance. First he is asked to treat Itt but he doesn't even know which end to start the examination. After Itt eats the thermometer he feels better. He then has to treat the African strangler plant Cleopatra. After avoiding being choked by her he waters her and she recovers. Then he has to treat Fester who is pretending to be dying. Morticia and Gomez decide that's not working but they can't get Fester to stop performing so they threaten to call the undertaker and he recovers. Finally though when they take Gunderson to treat Thing, upon seeing that Thing is a disembodied hand the doctor high tails it out of there. In the end it's discovered there is nothing wrong with Kitty Kat after all. He had no appetite because Pugsley had already fed him. 
            Gunderson was played by Marty Ingels, who co-starred with John Astin in the sitcom “I'm Dickens, He's Fenster.” He married Shirley Jones and became the stepfather of Shaun Cassidy and his brothers. In the 70s he started an agency called Ingels Inc that matched celebrities with advertizers. He was the voice of Autocat in the Motormouse and Autocat cartoons. He was Beegle Beagle on The Great Grape Ape Show and of Pac-Man on the cartoon series. He was so famous for suing people that it was part of his eulogy.



January 31, 1992: I couldn't reach Nancy


Thirty years ago today 

            On Friday morning I went to work at the Tormans warehouse at Markham and Sheppard. It was pretty easy just unloading Speedy trailers. We were finished at 15:00. I picked up some groceries on the way home where I watched TV, worked on projects and cleaned up. I couldn't reach Nancy.

Sunday, 30 January 2022

Allyn Joslyn


            On Saturday morning I dreamed of meeting Pablo Picasso but he was in his twenties with long reddish brown hair and he was deliberately homeless in Toronto. As I was strolling on the sidewalk past St Joseph's Health Centre he was on the lawn of the hospital a little higher up than me as I passed. He was squatting and wearing a simple monk's robe with a hood and he addressed me as “Sir.” He asked if I had any extra robes because he had put out a call for people to donate robes to him in different colours like red and blue. 
            I don't know if I should say that this was the twelfth day of my cold or not. In some ways it feels like its over but I still have a lot of phlegm and during song practice there are still points where I get hoarse.
            I finished revising my translation of “Jet Society” by Serge Gainsbourg and did a search for the chords. No one has posted them and so tomorrow I'll start working them out. 
            I weighed 85.2 kilos before breakfast. 
            Around midday I went down to No Frills where I bought seven bags of red grapes, a pack of chicken drumsticks, maple syrup, honey, skyr, and a bag of kettle chips. 
            I weighed 85.2 kilos before lunch. I had Ritz crackers with five year old cheddar and a glass of raspberry lemonade. 
            In the afternoon I took a bike ride to Ossington and Bloor. I was waiting for the light to change at Dufferin when I saw bubbles floating past me. In the car on my left the driver was blowing bubbles out of his window. On the Bloor bike lane, in the places where it isn't white from snow it's often white from all the salt they've put down. 
            I weighed 85.2 kilos at 17:00. 
            I finished my second reading of Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness. He was certainly a good writer. Sometimes it's hard to discern who's saying what since although Marlow is telling most of the story the actual narrator is a shipmate on a boat returning to England. Marlow is actually telling the story to the narrator and his shipmates. Then within the story the narrator is quoting Marlow quoting other people. In that and in a few other ways it's similar to Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Kurtz is certainly a monster similar to Victor Frankenstein and both have created something out of modernity that they cannot control. Frankenstein could have just as easily have been given the last words, “The horror, the horror!” 
            I had been thawing a pack of ground beef in the fridge since midday but it was still solid when I got back from my bike ride so I put it out in the sink. It still didn't unfreeze fast enough. I put it in a bowl and added oil, mustard, salad dressing, barbecue sauce, miso, salt, pepper, hot sauce, and several other ingredients. I had to really work at chopping up the frozen meat so it could be made into four patties. But since there had still been frozen pieces inside, the patties didn't hold as firm as I would have liked. I couldn't flip them without having them break up and so I had to settle for them staying on one side. It worked okay and I had one between two halves of a toasted slice of Bavarian sandwich bread with ketchup, mustard, cucumber and pickles. I had it with a beer while watching an episode of the Addams Family. 
            In this story Wednesday and Pugsley get in trouble at school for playing with dynamite caps. Morticia and Gomez decide that if public school was going to stifle their children's creativity they would enroll them in a private school. They learn that Mr Hilliard, the truant officer they met in the very first episode, is now running a private school called Mockridge. Hilliard still has bad memories of his earlier encounters with the Addams family and he really doesn't want Wednesday and Pugsley in his school. But when Gomez hands him thousands of dollars in cash he can't refuse. But the very next day after the Wednesday brings her Gila monster and Pugsley brings his octopus to school, they are permanently expelled. Gomez decides to buy the school and change it to Addams Hall, with Fester teaching demolitions and Cousin Itt in charge of speech therapy. Hilliard quits but all of the parents sign a petition for the return of Hilliard or they will withdraw their children. Gomez puts Hilliard back in charge on the condition that Fester remains as one of the faculty. But Fester won't come to teach for several years because he is working on explosive experiments. Hilliard agrees. 
            Hilliard's secretary was played by Carol Byron, who appeared in commercials for the 1966 Ford Mustang. 
            Hilliard was played by Allyn Joslyn, who was performing on Broadway in his late teens. He was the first to play the part of Mortimer Brewster in Arsenic and Old Lace. He went to Hollywood. He acted in more than 3000 radio shows. He co-starred in My Sister Eileen, Heaven Can Wait, Dangerous Blondes, I Love Melvyn. He starred in Strange Affair, It Shouldn't Happen To A Dog. He co-starred on the sitcom Where's Raymond, The Eve Arden Show, and McKeever and the Colonel.





January 30, 1992: I called CFTO and won free passes to the movie Medicine Man


Thirty years ago today

            On Wednesday I was watching Eye On Toronto on CFTO when they said a certain number of first callers would get two free passes to a preview showing on February 5 of the movie “Medicine Man” starring Sean Connery. I punched in their number beforehand and re-hit it a few times until I got through and won the passes. I didn't mention it to Nancy because I was still pissed off at her over what happened the day before. 
            It was a normal day without work but I called Wayne and he told me to be at Tormans Warehouse on Thursday at 7:00.

Saturday, 29 January 2022

George Cisar


            On Friday morning when I got up to pee at around 4:00 I turned the light on and didn't find any bedbugs, although I didn't do a thorough search. When they are around it's usually on the old exit door and since I plastered it yesterday they haven't been there. 
            It was the eleventh day of my cold but it feels like it's almost over. I did get a little hoarse near the end of song practice. 
            I finished memorizing “Jet Society” by Serge Gainsbourg but I had to spend a couple of extra minutes on it to nail it down. Next I'll finish adjusting my translation and then look for the chords. 
            I weighed 85.1 kilos before breakfast. 
            I re-read most of the first chapter of Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness. The idea of darkness seems to represent the unknown but its first reference is to the darkness of ancient England as would have been perceived in the savagery of the natives by Roman invaders.
            I weighed 84.7 kilos before lunch. 
            In the afternoon I took a bike ride to Bloor and Ossington. Since there had been some melting yesterday and since it was very cold today I had expected it to be more slippery but it wasn't too bad. I walked around those cars parked on Ossington again because I was worried about slipping between them and the streetcar tracks. I worry more about falling than I used to after all the injuries I've had. 
            I weighed 84.8 kilos at 17:00. 
            There's a very bad smell in my kitchen but I'm not sure what's causing it. It smells kind of rotten like maybe a mouse died under one of the radiators or maybe something died under the floor, or maybe the smell is rising up from Popeyes downstairs. 
            I got caught up on my journal at 18:15. 
            I read the second chapter of Heart of Darkness. It seems the steamboat is a metaphor for rickety modernity and perhaps imperialism trying to penetrate and almost being defeated by raw nature. 
            I had two small potatoes with gravy and a chicken breast while watching an episode of The Addams Family.
            In this story Morticia's sister Ophelia has been abandoned by love once again, this time by her beau Montrose who has gone off to join the Peace Corps. Fester expresses interest in joining the Peace Corps and Ophelia thinks that's a great idea because then he could look for Montrose. The family helps Fester prepare for his Peace Corps examination but then Gomez gets word that no country in the world is yet ready for Fester. Rather than let Fester down Morticia and Gomez seek to convince him that the family needs him more than the Peace Corps does. Morticia persuades him that she needs him as a model for artistic inspiration and Gomez makes Fester believe that he needs his financial advice to keep him from going broke. Ophelia is very disappointed but suddenly Montrose returns. He looks and dresses a lot like Fester. 
            It only occurred to me in this episode that the daisies in Ophelia's hair actually grow from and have deep roots in her scalp. 
            Montrose was portrayed by George Cisar, who played more than a hundred roles throughout his television and film career. He was Sgt Mooney on the sitcom based on Dennis the Menace, “Just Dennis” and Donald Hollinger's father on “That Girl.”

January 29, 1992: The cops told me that I had no rights and that I had to stop arguing with Nancy


Thirty years ago today

            On Tuesday night I had an argument on the phone with Nancy about seeing my daughter on Wednesday as she'd promised I could but she hung up on me. When I called back several times all night long, everybody and nobody kept cutting me off. I yelled at her father and he shouted back. 
            On Wednesday when I tried to call Nancy she still wouldn't talk with me. I was astounded and since I got no response on the day when she'd promised I could see my daughter, I went up there. On the way, I kept calling to tell her I was coming and once her mother answered to tell me that Nancy didn't want to talk with me. When I got there her mother opened the door, said, “You can't come in and closed it.” I rang the doorbell continuously until they turned it off and then I knocked on the door without stopping about two hundred times. I sat in the snow in their driveway for about half an hour and then started ringing and knocking again. I paced back and forth in the driveway for a while and then when I began knocking again the cops arrived. They told me I couldn't hang around there if nobody wanted to answer the door. I asked them to negotiate with Nancy for me and they went in while I leaned on the police car. Five minutes or so later one of them came out and talked with me, and I was crying while he told me that I really have no rights and that I had to stop arguing with her. Finally, Nancy came out and agreed to let me take my daughter to the plaza. I took her to the Greek place and she fell asleep on the way there. I sat her on the seat beside me when she woke up and fed her some roast potatoes. We were together for about four hours. When I took her back I told Nancy, “I hate you.”

Friday, 28 January 2022

Jeff Donnell


            At about 3:00 on Monday I woke up and thought I smelled bedbugs. I got up to pee and when I came back I turned on the light. There was a streak of blood on my under-sheet on a spot where I'd been lying. I found a couple of small bedbugs on the door and then saw one crawling on the bed. All in all I think I saw about five and they looked fairly healthy so I've got to call the landlord again. But I've also got to remind him to have the other apartments inspected. I haven't been anyplace where I could have brought home bedbugs, I haven't brought anything in my apartment that could have contained bedbugs and no one has visited me in three years. I've noticed the old exit door has started to show more of the cracks in the plaster that I'd covered it with between the door and the frame. I think small bedbugs might be getting through from behind there and maybe the top of the inside of the door frame has a path for them leading above. Or maybe they are getting in through the wiring. All I know is that I've seen bedbugs periodically since last June but every time the pest control guy comes he says he can't find any bedbugs living in my place. So obviously they are getting in from another apartment. 
            This morning was the tenth day of my cold. It seems to be receding but not enough to say it's over. The worst is definitely behind me though. 
            I memorized the final verse of “Jet Society” by Serge Gainsbourg. There are still a few lines of another chorus that are different from the first one, so I might have that nailed down tomorrow. I also adjusted my translation a bit more. 
            After song practice I was putting my guitar away and killed another bedbug on the upper door frame. 
            I weighed 85.4 kilos before breakfast. 
            At 9:45 I logged onto Zoom for the Global Modernisms lecture and presentations. There were just two presentations today.
            My profile picture didn't show up so it looks like I need to sign in to Zoom before a meeting for it to be there. 
            Bo Han presented on Modernist studies. Modernism is not just about imperialism. Jameson suggests imperialism helped shape modernism. Imperialist powers were unaware of the full cultural life in the colonies. We are still under imperialism. I asked if he thinks even independent countries are still under imperialist rule. He thinks they are. 
            Elmira presented next on Modernism and the Politics of Culture by Sara Blair. Blair teaches at the University of Michigan. She is interested in politics and classicism. She wrote a book on Henry James. She uses photography in her work. She writes of Modernism's indefinability. Most thought of Modernism in political terms. We can't have one definition. Modernists were of every political stripe. Different groups used Modernism to oppose societal standards. Culture is part of modernism. Art is separate from politics.  
            Apala's slides have been uploaded. The presentations may also be uploaded, if it's okay with the presenters. 
            We had fifteen minutes left and Apala covered the Matthews and Boehmer essay. 
            She says reading our Discussion board topics make her think some of us are confused.
            Modernism remains transatlantic. Of the axial relation we take it for granted that modernism began in the big European and North American cities. Modernism is not one dimensional. The colonial context could have informed mainstream modernism. Do not think that Modernist art outside of Anglo-Europe is derivative. It could have been a two way dialogue. There are different modernisms responding to a singular modernity. This is more about spacial expansion while Blair is focused on the vertical. It is all self reflexive. Modernism is the first globalized literature but Victorians may disagree. Global Modernisms lead us into postcolonial literature. 
            Thinking about the presentation of the primitive in Heart of Darkness, I wonder if there is a Cultural sublime. 
            The other challenges our modes of knowledge. She shows the Picasso painting “Les Demoiselles d'Avignon.” 

            I called the landlord to ask him to call pest control to treat my place. I also asked him to have the other units inspected but he says he can't do that during covid because tenants might not want to have people coming into their apartments. I told him it was going to cost him if the whole building gets infested. He didn't seem to care and he couldn't believe that if I'm seeing bedbugs they aren't living entirely in my place. 
            I mixed a quick batch of plaster and covered some of the cracks in the old exit door. 
            I weighed 84.9 kilos before lunch.
            In the afternoon I took a bike ride to Ossington and Bloor. There has been some melting and so it wasn't as slippery. I didn't even have to get off my bike to get between the cars and the streetcar tracks on Ossington. There was room now to kind of scoot past them. 
            I stopped at Freshco where I bought eight bags of cherries, a pint of strawberries, a half-pint of raspberries, five year old cheddar, skyr, canned peaches, canned fruit punch, a jug of orange juice, and a jar of hot salsa. 
            I weighed 85 kilos at 17:15. 
            I made my Discussion Board post: 

            Bo's presentation on Jameson says imperialism helped shape modernism, that imperialist powers were unaware of the full cultural and artistic life in the colonies. We are still under imperialism.
            Elmira's presentation on Modernism and the Politics of Culture by Sara Blair. Modernism can't be specifically defined and it had contributors from a wide range of political viewpoints. The commonality perhaps being anti-bourgeois. 
            On the Matthews and Boehmer essay. European and North American Modernism may not have only influenced the Modernist art of the colonies. They may have influenced each other. The Other challenges our understanding of the world. 

            My takeaways: 
            On Bo's presentation I don't entirely agree that we are still under imperialist rule. Perhaps symbolically and subconsciously that is true. 
            On Emira's presentation, it seems to me that Modernism is more intertwined with culture than with politics. 
            Thinking about the idea of the Other, and remembering how it is presented as the primitive in Heart of Darkness, I wonder if there is a cultural sublime. We tend to think of the sublime as an experience that results from a terrifying encounter with nature that confronts and elevates the self. But Heart of Darkness presents the primitive in group-form less as people but more as a force of nature. It seems to evoke a similar feeling of the sublime, especially in the appearance of the magnificent African woman who emerges to mourn for Kurtz. 

            I was caught up on my lecture notes and journal before 19:45. 
            I finished reading the Introduction to Heart of Darkness from the Norton Critical Edition. It pushes back a bit at Achebe's claim that the novel is bloody racist. 
            I read some of “Picasso, Africa and the Schemata of Difference” by Gikandi. There is a historical relationship between Picasso's home Spanish state of Andalusia and Africa. 
            I had a potato with gravy and a chicken leg while watching an episode of The Addams Family.
            In this story Morticia needs a house to decorate from scratch as her contribution to Lady Bird Johnson's National Beautification Program. Meanwhile Gomez decides to buy a $1 million insurance policy from his new neighbour Joe Digby as a good neighbour gesture. When Morticia learns that Joe's wife Eleanor is looking for a decorator, Morticia volunteers. Eleanor constantly faints because of the things she sees in the Addams house. She clearly does not want Morticia to decorate her house. But when Morticia tells Fester to deliver their stuffed vulture to the Digbys as the first decorative object, Fester decides he wants it for himself so instead he gives Eleanor a Sheraton sideboard, which everyone in the Addams family sees as a piece of junk. But a Sheraton sideboard is a rare antique and Eleanor is thrilled. She tells Morticia she can do what she wants with her house while she and Joe are on vacation. But Morticia floods the basement to make a pool, turns the garden into a desert, and generally makes the Digby house look like the Addams house. Finally the Digbys find the only place where Gomez has no businesses and say they are going there. 
            Eleanor was played by Jeff Donnell, who was born in Maine and studied at the Yale School of drama. She was discovered while acting in a local play and immediately went to Hollywood. She co-starred in “Doughboys in Ireland”. She played George's wife Alice on The George Gobel Show.” She played Gidget's mother in the Gidget movies. For the last nine years of her life she played housekeeper Jenna Fields on General Hospital.










January 28, 1992: Nancy promised I could see my daughter the next day and I was looking forward to it


Thirty years ago today

            There was no work on Tuesday and I'd almost used up the stuff I'd gotten from the food bank a week or so before. I did more of the same things I usually did on a day when I was home. 
            I called Nancy and she said I couldn't see my daughter that day but she promised I could see her on Wednesday. I was looking forward to it.

Thursday, 27 January 2022

George Petrie


            On Wednesday morning it was the beginning of the ninth day of this tiresome cold. It didn't feel any worse than yesterday but two days ago it felt like I was coming out of it and so now it feels like the virus isn't playing fair. 
            I memorized the chorus of “Jet Society” by Serge Gainsbourg and made some adjustments to my translation. 
            I weighed 85.8 kilos before breakfast. 
            I read some more of Season of Migration to the North by Tayeb Salih. A much older friend of the narrator has with the blessing of the father of the widow of Mustafa, married her against her will. The result is that when he tries to consummate the marriage she kills him and then herself. The narrator returns to the village from Khartoum and enters the room in Mustafa's house that Mustafa told him holds the secret and for which Mustafa gave him the only key. 
            Rather than settle for the incomplete copy of “Modernism and the Primitive” by David Richards I did a search for it on the U of T library website. I found the essay is a chapter from The Cambridge History of Modernism. I found a download of that book from Library Genesis and started reading the full essay. 
            I weighed 84.5 kilos before lunch. I had Ritz crackers and five-year-old cheddar with a glass of raspberry lemonade. 
            In the afternoon I bundled up and took a bike ride to Bloor and Ossington. The only precarious place was still getting around those two cars parked in the snow between College and Dundas on Ossington. It seems that the street is lower there than the concrete that holds the streetcar tracks. Further along there is no problem getting up onto that concrete part because it's almost level with the street. So once again I got off my bike and walked around the cars.
            I weighed 84.9 kilos at 17:00. 
            I got caught up on my journal at 18:30. 
            I finished reading Season of Migration to the North. Mustafa, after having driven several European women to suicide, became slavishly in love with one European woman who he married. But she treated him cruelly because her one desire was for him to kill her, which he finally did, with a knife in an extremely erotic manner. 
            I finished reading “Modernism and the Primitive.” The primitive was the main inspiration for Modernists. The Surrealists also sought the primitive. Apparently, Freud thought the Surrealists were fools. 
            I found and downloaded a pdf of Simon Gikandi's “Picasso, Modernism and the Schemata of Difference.” 
             There was a confrontation outside my window. I guess a motorist turning from O'Hara onto Queen had beeped at a cyclist and the cyclist was confronting the driver through the closed window demanding to know what the problem was. Then he mocked him by saying, “You can be aggressive but can't handle it when someone is aggressive back!” Then the cyclist moved his bike directly in front of the car and blocked it from getting onto Queen while the frustrated driver just kept honking his horn and the cyclist said mockingly, “I'm confused! I don't know what to do so I'll just sit right here!” When the driver tried to steer away he blocked him again. Finally, the cyclist started driving away but shouted, “Learn how to drive you fucking moron!” 
            I made pizza on a slice of Bavarian sandwich bread with sweet basil marinara sauce, a cut-up burger, and extra old cheddar. I had it with a beer while watching an episode of The Addams Family. 
            In this story, Gomez decides to design and build a better old folks home with lots of athletic facilities and grounds, including a skateboard ramp. Meanwhile, they want to send Morticia's mother for two weeks to a beauty spa as a birthday present. But when Granny Frump comes to visit she gets Gomez's plans for the old folks home mixed up with the plan for her spa visit and thinks they are planning to put her away. She goes about trying to prove how much energy she has by doing everything around the house. But when she starts dressing and playing like a little girl they decide that maybe she needs retirement more than beauty treatment and plan to send her to an asylum. But then Granny Frump learns that she'd made a mistake and now when the director of the asylum Dr. Jonley comes for her she goes willingly because she thinks she's going to a spa. 
            Dr Jonley was played by George Petrie, who starred in the radio dramas, “The Amazing Mr. Malone,” “Charlie Wild Private Detective”, “The Adventures of the Falcon”, “Call The Police”, and “Philo Vance.” He appeared on 19 episodes of CBS Radio Mystery Theater and made 14 appearances on The Honeymooners. He played Eddie Haskell's father on Leave It To Beaver. He played the attorney Harv Smithfield on Dallas.

January 27, 1992: I talked with the customer about how strange the next election was going to be with no viable candidates on either side


Thirty years ago today

            On Monday I worked with Mike and Peter moving a retired Jewish couple to a new condo. I talked with them about taxes in Canada and how strange the next election was going to be with no viable candidates in any party. They were fairly nice but we didn't get a tip. 
            I tried to call Nancy later but couldn't get in touch.

Wednesday, 26 January 2022

Imperialism Was The Mother of Modernism


            On Tuesday morning it was the beginning of the eighth day of my cold. I was starting to worry that I would get so used to being sick that I wouldn't recognize when it was over. But my voice during song practice seemed to be improving. I was still a little hoarse, especially in the beginning but I was hitting most of the notes. 
            I worked on memorizing the chorus of “Jet Society” by Serge Gainsbourg but couldn't quite nail it down. I'll probably get it tomorrow. 
            I weighed 85.7 kilos before breakfast. 
            At 9:45 I logged onto Zoom for the Global Modernisms lecture but just before class started I lost the connection and by the time I got back on I was 20 minutes late. 
            When I arrived she was covering the Raymond Williams essay. 

            We have to make a case if we disagree with Williams. He's not the last word. His is a Marxist view. Williams and Jameson are talking Global Modernism and so that's why we study them. Joseph Conrad was an exemplary modernist engaging with imperialism as most modernists do. Impressionists were in the 1860s while only post-impressionists and cubists are in the tradition of modernism. Williams asks why symbolists were not as important. There are answers but there's a debate. The “late-born idea of modernism” is an important phrase. Retrospective from critically selective tradition. Modernism is preoccupied with subconscious feelings. So modernism is trying to find a way to represent experience. He's distancing from modernism and making it a concept. Kurtz's madness in Heart of Darkness and the politics of projects of interiority. What is at stake in the projection of interiority? Jane Austen was also interior but the political stakes are more pronounced with imperial and international modernism. Interrogation like this can be done for any modern period. 
            Self reflexivity in text is one of the unique things about modernism. Experiments with colour, for example painting a horse representationally, realist art makes it as real as possible but modernist art shows the limitation of the media to also show the signifier. The painting tells you it's not a horse. She shows a painting by Monet in which he used broad strokes. He painted fast because he was painting the light at a certain time. Impressionists were not modernists but post-impressionists were. The painter is making apparent the labour of painting. Stream of consciousness is not a linear story. Modernists are rejecting that model of reality showing that reality has many dimensions. Williams is saying modernists are rejecting the bourgeois. 
            The manifesto became a genre. The futurist manifesto, the surrealist manifesto, etc. Modernists were very public and made announcements. There was no Romantic manifesto. While that's true in the sense that they didn't call themselves Romantics and there was nothing written called “a manifesto”, I would say that Wordsworth's preface to Lyrical Ballads could be seen as an Early Romantic Manifesto and Shelley's “A Defense of Poetry” can be seen as a Late Romantic Manifesto. 
            There is also the image of the modernist artist as being an exile in a large international city, uprooted, and depressed. Williams thinks to be an exile is anti-bourgeois. Heterodox (non conformist) lifestyles. The non natural status of language, tentativeness and falsity of language. We are steeped in a world where language and facticity are debatable. The universal myth of modernism. Modernism's height was at the height of imperialism. The myth continues heterodoxies adapted and mimicked. Anti bourgeois stance is leading modernists into political polarities like fascism and communism. Late modernism was in the 50s and 60s, looking back. Williams thinks the universal view of modernism is stuck in the past but she doesn't. Works of radical estrangement became canonical modernism. Williams says Modernism became bourgeois. 
            We took a break. 
            Next Tuesday we will start with Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness while continuing with Jameson and Achebe. 
            Williams means by postmodernism the same as modernism. Ideology for Marxists is a thought construct distinct from the social-historical context. One cant ideologize in that context. He's showing there is nothing fixed or self evident about homelessness and exile. The idea has been ideologized as a myth. He is showing it began as anti-bourgeois and then became an ideology. He says re-imagine it.
            Modernism's self-reflexivity can become an anti-imperialist tool. But not consciously. Some global modernists are doing it. Taleb Salih's hybrid character of Mustafa is doing it. 
            Jameson's essay “Modernism and Imperialism.” The period post-50s and 60s is known as post-modernism. It had a short-lived theoretical presence that lasted until the beginning of the millennium. Postmodernism was theoretical. Jameson is writing in the 1990s. “What is imperialism?” is an important question. Jameson says in the late 19th or long 20th Europeans formed competitive empires. It goes hand in hand with the establishment of global capitalism. Imperialism used capitalism to establish itself. Jameson is focused on political economy. Marxist anti-imperialism is just one form of anti-imperialism. Jameson is controversial but not canceled. His essay on third-world literature gets comebacks. Most colonial literature is not modernist. The idea that imperialism produced special literature. He's interested in how structures of imperialism shaped modernism. Modernism has turned inward. He's trying to redefine imperialism. Diffusing imperialism throughout history would make it about human nature. Laura Doyle will push back at this. 
            We will finish Jameson on Thursday. 

            I weighed 84.9 kilos before lunch. 
            I had thought that I was coming out of this cold but started feeling a little sicker today. 
            In the afternoon I bundled up and took a bike ride. The snow that fell yesterday on top of what remains from last week's blizzard wasn't as difficult to traverse as I thought it would be. It was still slippery though and dirtier than before. The Bloor bike lane was still passable. My most slippery moment was going south on Ossington between College and Dundas where there are streetcar tracks. There was a car parked in the snow on the right and I tried to get up onto the little two millimeter elevation of concrete that holds the tracks above the street but every time I tried my wheels would slip out to the right. Finally I got off my bike and walked around the car. 
            I weighed 84.7 kilos at 17:30. 
            I cut up a whole chicken and rubbed it with Thai green curry paste. I roasted it in the oven. 
            I finished editing my lecture notes at 19:30. 
            I wrote my discussion board comment: 

            We looked at how modernism has a direct correlation with imperialism. Modernism is preoccupied with the subconscious in order to find a way to represent hidden aspects of experience. Modernist art represents the artist's attempt to access the self through the study of an external subject. But the modern world and self refection has also created in the artist a feeling of displacement and removal and so they feel like and express the sense of being exiles. There is the idea of the published manifesto as a genre for various modernist movements such as Futurism. There was no Romantic manifesto. 
            My take away: Imperialism helped create Modernism because it provided a pantheon of various manifestations of The Other. The distancing of the Other, such as images of Africa, and “the noble savage” allows it to become a representation of the artist's inner self. In our modern history, as mass communication causes the Other to diminish by becoming people like ourselves, Modernism also recedes. While it's true that there was no Romantic Manifesto in the sense that they didn't call themselves Romantics and there was nothing written called “a manifesto”, I would say that Wordsworth's preface to Lyrical Ballads could be seen as an Early Romantic Manifesto and Shelley's “A Defense of Poetry” can be seen as a late Romantic Manifesto. 

            I had a potato with gravy and a chicken leg while watching an episode of The Addams Family.
            In this story, instead of making small atomic explosions with his nuclear reactor like a normal Addams child Pugsley has decided he wants to get a job. At first Morticia and Gomez are angry since no Addams has worked in 300 years. They send Pugsley to his room. But then Morticia thinks that working might teach Pugsley a lesson and so they allow him to go out and look for work. Shortly after that a surgeon named Dr Bird arrives complaining that Pugsley walked into his operating room with a scalpel offering to help with an appendectomy. Next a banker returns Pugsley home after he tunneled into their vault and was caught counting the money. Then a bookie brings Pugsley back saying that he came to his horse race betting operation and started answering the phones. Finally Mr Henson across the street hires both Pugsley and Wednesday to trim his hedge, clean his car and clean everything out of his attic. But they drastically reshape the hedge, fill the car with water, and use dynamite to blow the attic and the entire top of Henson's house to smithereens. Henson threatens to sue but Gomez prepares a case to charge Henson with breaking child labour laws, Henson apologizes and says all he wanted was to fix his house up so he could sell it for $20,000. Gomez gives him $30,000 cash for it. 
            Dr Bird was played by Jack Collins, who played Mr Phillips on The Brady Bunch and Max Brahms on The Occasional Wife. 
            Mr Glenville the banker was played by Robert Carson.

January 26, 1992: My daughter was crawling all over the place now, always going after what she shouldn't


Thirty years ago today

            On Sunday Nancy got her parents to drop her and my daughter off at my place on their way to church and I was still in bed when they arrived. Nancy wanted to order a pizza right away but I wanted to have a normal breakfast first. I let Nancy take my bank card to take out $40 for the pizza while I spent some time alone with my daughter. We had fun and she was crawling all over the place now, always going after what she shouldn't. 
            We shopped around the different pizza places and decided on Mystery Pizza even though Nancy'd wanted Little Caesar's. We were both disappointed. 
            After the baby fell asleep I lectured Nancy about her failure to keep her promise that I would be able to see my daughter during the week.

Tuesday, 25 January 2022

Robert Nichols


            On Monday morning my cold was a week old. It no longer hurt when I swallowed but I was still a little hoarse and couldn't hit all the high notes during song practice. It feels like I'm over the worst of it but it seems to be lingering longer than usual. 
            I memorized the second verse of “Jet Society” by Serge Gainsbourg and adjusted my translation a bit. “Jet Society” is a nickname the speaker has given to the lover being addressed but it seems like an awkward thing to call someone because it doesn't roll off the tongue that well. It's spoken more quickly in French and so it flows a little better but even in French it just feels off. It makes more sense and sounds better to call someone “Jet Set” and since “Society” doesn't require any rhymes I think I'll change my translation to “Jet Set.” 
            I weighed 85.9 kilos before breakfast. 
            I read some more of Season of Migration to the North by Tayeb Salih. Mustafa, after telling the narrator the story of his destructive seductions of women in England, is drowned in a flood of the Nile, perhaps in a suicide. Later in Khartoum, the narrator is haunted by the phantom of Mustafa because he keeps meeting people who knew him as a great man but know nothing of his dark past.
            I weighed 85.4 kilos before lunch. 
            In the afternoon the roads were snowy again so I decided not to risk my neck by taking a bike ride. I also chose to skip doing any exercises at home. One day won't be a disaster. 
            I weighed 85.5 kilos at 17:00. 
            I read Laura Winkiel's essay “Modernism and Empire.” She says the study of English literature was a colonial pursuit whereas in England the focus was on classical literature. 
            I read more of Season of Migration to the North. There's a funny section where old Sudanese Muslims, including an old woman, are talking very explicitly about their sexual history. 
            I tried to find the essay "Modernism and the Primitive" by David Richards because our instructor hasn't posted it yet and I might need it for my presentation. I found a site that had part of it but it was a tedious process copying it because the format was not really meant to be copied so I had to copy it one page at a time and reformat it a few words at a time. 
            I had a potato with gravy and my last slice of roast pork while watching an episode of The Addams Family. 
            In this story, Morticia's sister Ophelia is in love but her mother doesn't approve of Horatio Bartholomew. She brings him to meet the Addamses. Gomez checks up on Horatio with a financial company and they've never heard of him. Morticia and Gomez set about trying to prove Horatio wrong for Ophelia even though he's crazy about her and even likes it when she judo throws him across the room. Gomez tries to defeat Horatio with swords but loses badly. Finally, they learn they made a mistake and Horatio is the second richest man in the world. They welcome him to the family but when he hears about Gomez doing zen yogi and Fester hanging from the ceiling he decides he doesn't want to be part of the family after all. 
            Horatio was played by Robert Nichols, who worked in theatre, film, and television for over 70 years. He started entertaining in the army during WWII. After the war, although he was from the US he studied at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art while working as a song and dance man at The Victorian Music Hall. He appeared in his first film “I Was A Male War Bride” in 1949, which was shot in West Germany. Shortly after that, he was deported from the United Kingdom because he didn't have a work permit. Returning to California he met his future wife on her 19th birthday and married her two months later. He enjoyed a successful career on and off-Broadway from the 1960s on.

January 25, 1992: I discovered some slides of China taken by the customer's late husband and told her that they are very valuable


Thirty years ago today

            On Saturday morning I met Mike LaGrangeur up around Eglinton and Royal York and Peter showed up a little later. We moved an elderly lady with the help of her middle-aged children. She was only moving a little further south on Royal York and so we went to Bert and Ernie's on Bloor Street in that area for lunch. By accident, I discovered some old black and white slides of China taken by the woman's late husband. I told her that they are very valuable and so she should hold onto them. We didn't get a tip but there was beer for us at the end. 
            I took the bus to Royal York Station. On the way home I got a lottery ticket, a newspaper, and a coffee. 
            Later I watched TV and the lottery draw.

Monday, 24 January 2022

Picasso's African Face Lifts


            On Sunday morning it was the beginning of the sixth day of my cold. My throat felt a little less sore and during song practice, I had some of my voice back. I could actually sing rather than murmur the songs, although I was still hoarse and couldn't hit the highest note that I normally am able to. 
            I finished posting my translation of “Amour année zéro” (Love In The Year Zero) by Serge Gainsbourg and memorized the first verse of his song “Jet Society.” 
            I weighed 86.1 kilos before breakfast. 
            I weighed 86 kilos before lunch. I had Ritz crackers with five-year-old cheddar and a glass of raspberry lemonade. 
            In the afternoon as I was getting bundled up for my bike ride I had to take everything off again to use the toilet. I sat for about half an hour and purged a tremendous amount of black stuff. I felt a lot better when I'd finished. 
            I rode to Bloor and Ossington. On Brock Avenue, the icy obstacles that have been there since the storm a few days ago are still frozen in place. The Bloor bike lane had been mostly cleared and it was passable without my having to go out into traffic like I had for the last few days. I still had to ride slowly and carefully down Ossington. At Ossington and Queen was a young bearded busker singing in a high voice and playing guitar in the minus ten weather. On Queen, they've cleared away the snowbanks that were on the street but in some places that clearing has caused the snow to be spread out flat over my path making it more slippery. 
            I weighed 85.2 kilos at 17:30. I got caught up on my journal a little before 18:30. I finished reading the first third of Season of Migration to the North. Mustafa is telling the story of his thirty years in London and how he preyed upon English women, made them fall for him, and led them to suicide. 
            I read most of Chinua Ahebe's essay “An Image of Africa” which is mostly about how racist Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness is but it also talks about how African art inspired Picasso and several other Cubists. The designs of some of Picasso's faces appear to be almost directly lifted from ritual masks of the Fang tribe of Africa. 
            I made pizza on a slice of Bavarian sandwich bread with sweet basil marinara sauce, a cut-up burger, and extra old cheddar. I had it with a beer while watching an episode of The Addams Family. 
            In this story, Morticia and Gomez find a treasure map passed down from Peg-leg Addams the pirate. They decide to go on the adventure of looking for the treasure. They hire a couple of disreputable sailors and their boat, but Captain Grimby and his mate Mr. Brack decide to try to steal the map for themselves. They try to torture Fester into giving up the safe combination but he enjoys having his head in a vice. They only get him to talk after putting a gun to his head. Fester tries to warn them about the safe being booby-trapped but they don't listen and it explodes, causing them to run away. In the safe Morticia discovers Peg-Leg's codebook and with it, they decipher that Peg-Leg's treasure is actually buried under their house. They dig up a chest but it's full of gold-foil-covered chocolate coins, which Fester says are delicious. 
            Brack was played by Richard Reeves who appeared as Babe in five episodes of The Adventures of Superman. He also appeared in the first episode of Batman as the doorman of the “What A Way To Go-Go” nightclub. Although he usually was typecast as lower-class thugs, he was upper middle class and his father was a bank executive.

January 24, 1992: I bought a coffee from Jackie at Tea Masters but she was too busy to talk


Thirty years ago today

            On Friday I worked up on St Clair between Woodbine and Victoria Park. Ray, Peter, and I moved another couple of gay yuppies who were friends of the two we'd moved in the fall of 1991. We moved them to a rented condo downtown but we didn't get a tip. 
            Afterward I walked up Bay Street, went into the Manulife Centre, and downstairs to Tea Masters. I got a coffee and chatted with Jackie, but only briefly because she was busy. 
            I picked up some groceries and went home.
            I tried to get in touch with Nancy but she was either sleeping or not at home.
            I watched TV and blah, blah, blah.

Sunday, 23 January 2022

Jack LaLanne


            Saturday morning began the fifth day of my cold. It was pretty much the same as the day before with the same sore throat, but perhaps there was a little more liquid lingering down there. Song practice went smoother than yesterday because I didn't even try to hit the high notes. I just murmured all the songs in a low voice and it still sounded something like singing, except on “Ne me quitte pas” which requires more subtlety that I couldn't achieve in my current state. 
            I published my translation of “Amour année zéro” (Love In The Year Zero) by Serge Gainsbourg on Christian's Translations but didn't have time to post it on Facebook. Everything, including documents and Google Chrome were loading extremely slowly today.
            I weighed 85.4 kilos before breakfast. 
            Around midday I went down to No Frills. They had cherries but I decided to buy grapes instead since they were small and firm. I also bought two half-pints of raspberries, a package each of spicy beef and curried chicken soup noodles, and a large container of skyr. 
           I wanted to get some zip-lock food storage bags and saw that the freezer bags cost four times as much. I assumed they are thicker but when I looked it up later I saw that they are only twice as thick. I wondered if thickness is really that much of an advantage. If one stores things in the freezer over long periods of time a thicker bag might be more durable. But for someone like me who just uses the bags to preserve the parts of one roast or one chicken after I've cooked it so it doesn't go bad while I'm finishing eating it the more expensive bags are no advantage. 
            Anybody who shops at No Frills will have heard some of the No Frills rap songs that are intermixed with the other pop music that is normally played. The No Frills songs are surprising because they are generally as good as the familiar ones. It takes a couple of listens to even notice that the songs are commercials listing the great things about what one can buy at No Frills. But one song mentions “that curried goat” and I don't think I've ever seen goat meat being sold at No Frills. Today a guy who was shopping with his girlfriend was mocking the lyrics by adding his own, “Salmonella poison.” Apparently Jimmy Fallon featured the album on The Tonight Show but was making fun of it because he thought “No Frills” is the name of a Canadian rap group that is obsessed with songs about food. 
            I weighed 85.7 kilos before lunch. I had Ritz crackers with five year old cheddar and a glass of raspberry lemonade. 
            I took a siesta and slept half an hour longer than usual. When I got up I decided not to take a bike ride for a few reasons: I'd already been out; I'd already gone to the trouble of getting bundled up in layers when I'd gone to the supermarket earlier; and it looked messy and wet outside. 
            I finished reading Untouchable by Mulk Raj Anand. After hearing Gandhi speak, Bakha is inspired, but he is also inspired by a discussion between some people he hears talking after Gandhi is gone. The person agreed with part of Gandhi's philosophy of freeing India from the caste system and from British rule, but Gandhi also wanted to keep India out of the machine age, which seems absurd. 
            I weighed 85.1 kilos at 18:00. I started reading Season Of Migration To The North by Tayeb Salih. It's supposed to be a kind of colonial reversal of Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness. Instead of a European penetrating the depths of Africa an Arab penetrates the depths of Europe. Although as the story begins the narrator has returned from London to his village in the Sudan and encounters a mysterious Arab who now lives in his community. 
            I made pizza on naan with sweet basil marinara sauce, a cut up burger and extra old cheddar. I had it with a beer while watching an episode of The Addams Family. 
            In this story Fester's pen pal from France, Yvette is coming to visit in two days. She works at the Folies Bregere and has told him to go on a diet and so he's begun to exercise. Gomez is an expert in Zen Yogi but apparently doesn't consider that to be exercise because when they find that Fester has been exercising with Jack LaLanne on TV they take away the television. Fester has LaLanne come to the house and the fitness guru tells him to do all the exercises from the astronaut training manual. Fester fails at all of them. When Yvette arrives she turns out to be a large and round woman. She explains that she designs the costumes at the Folies. Morticia observes that since the costumes are so minuscule she wouldn't get a lot of exercise. Yvette explains to Fester that she'd asked him to diet in order to gain weight and declares that he is too skinny for her. When she speaks French he says, “That's French!” and tries to kiss her hand. She takes her hand away and says, “What did you expect me to speak? Hungarian?” She leaves. Later they watch the moon shot and at the point of take-off Fester blasts through the ceiling. 
            Jack LaLanne played himself. He claimed that as a child his addiction to sugar caused him to have behavioural problems. The nutritionist Paul C Bragg told him he was a human garbage dump and so he changed his life. By 18 he was running a gym from home and training policemen and firemen. He started doing the Jack LaLanne Show in 1951 and it ran for 34 years. At the age of 41 he proved it was possible to escape from the island of Alcatraz when he swam in handcuffs from there to Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco. At 45 he did 1000 chin-ups and 1000 push-ups. At 60 he swam from Alactraz to Fisherman's Wharf again but this time handcuffed and shackled to a 500 kilogram boat. At 70 he swam across Long Beach Harbour while handcuffed and shackled to 70 boats carrying 70 people. He refused to eat dairy because he didn't think it is healthy for mammals after they've weaned. I used to make that argument but now not eating dairy seems to be a waste of thousands of years of evolution that made Scandinavians lactose tolerant.

January 23, 1992: I hadn't seen my daughter in a week and it was pissing me off


Thirty years ago today

            On Thursday I didn't work. I just cleaned up a bit, worked on projects, did some collage, and watched TV. I hadn't seen my daughter for a week and I was getting pissed off at Nancy because of that.

Saturday, 22 January 2022

Gandhi


            On Friday morning I dreamed of a beautiful song that I was trying to learn but it disappeared when I woke up. 
            On this fourth day of my cold or whatever it is I had the virus seemed to have chosen my throat for its Alamo. During song practice, I was even more hoarse than the day before and singing so out of key that it made me fumble some of the chords I was playing because I couldn't match them to my voice. Only on the second day was I extremely weak. I've been pretty functional during this cold. 
            I uploaded “Amour année zéro” (Love In The Year Zero) by Serge Gainsbourg to Christian's Translations and started positioning the lines and chords to where I've already worked them out to be. I should have it published on the blog tomorrow. 
            I weighed 85.7 kilos before breakfast. 
            I read some more of Untouchable by Mulk Raj Anand. Bakha has been kicked out of the house by his father for neglecting his latrine cleaning duties. He is sadly contemplating his situation when he is accosted by the British leader of the local Salvation Army, trying to convert him. 
            I started reading Modernism and Imperialism by Fredric Jameson. Imperialism used to define the interactions between dominant nations. 
            I weighed 85 kilos before lunch. 
            In the afternoon I took a bike ride. The hardest thing about a winter bike ride is getting dressed for it. After squeezing into all those layers I'm so tired and hot that the precarious ride through frozen slush is a relief and a rest. Although the sun had caused some small degree of sweating of the snowbanks the conditions hadn't changed much since yesterday. Everything was still frozen. The snowbanks along Brock Avenue looked like gigantic dirty grey and white sponges ripped from the sea by a hurricane and scattering the shore. Or like mountains of frozen honeycombs of foam. One structure looked like an accidental icy Inuktitut made by the plough. I mostly avoided the Bloor bike lane and just rode along Bloor to Ossington. It was icy on the roads as well and I almost slipped sideways on Ossington. Queen Street was a little better than yesterday but the streetcar tracks are elevated on a concrete mount a few millimeters above the rest of the street and on a frozen day like today if one's bike tires hit that edge wrong one can slip sideways. 
            I weighed 84.8 kilos at 17:00. 
            I read more of Untouchable. Bakha becomes caught up in a stream of people rushing to see Gandhi. Bakha is interested because he's heard that Gandhi wants to elevate the Untouchables. Gandhi gives a speech saying that the untouchables should no longer be shunned, but also that the Untouchables should refuse to eat garbage and Bakha is deeply inspired by the Mahatma's speech. 
            I had a potato with gravy and a slice of roast pork while watching an episode of The Addams Family. 
            In this story, the family is depressed because there has been a long run of blue skies and sunshine. Morticia won't let the children go outside. Fester entertains the kids with dynamite and Mama lets them watch her wrestle the alligator. Morticia and Gomez think Mama and Fester are indulging the children too much. Meanwhile, Morticia and Gomez are planning a trip to the Gulf coast into the eye of the storm of Hurricane Zsa Zsa, but first, they need to hire a governess to take care of the kids. They hire Miss Thud but she can't come until the next day. Mama and Fester are offended that Morticia and Gomez don't trust them to care for the children and so they divide the house by a white line and keep on one side. Miss Thud seems perfect because she is dark and intense and thinks their house is cheerful Mama and Fester leave the house in protest. Morticia and Gomez go to the Last Chance Hotel in the centre of the storm where the proprietor says they are the first customers he's had in two years and the last customers he had two years ago were them. But when they unpack their bag they find it has been mixed up with that of Thud. In her bag, they find vitamins and Mother Goose tales and so they realize they were wrong about her. They rush home only to find that Mama and Fester are in charge and that they've fired Thud and saved the children from her malevolent influence.

January 22, 1992: I got my first modelling bookings in five years


Thirty years ago today 

            I got in touch with Artists 25 and got some bookings to pose for them in February. They would be my first modeling gigs in five years. I called Sheridan College and the model coordinator there said they would call me back. I phoned George Brown College but couldn't reach June Handera.

Friday, 21 January 2022

Harold Peary


            On Thursday morning, in addition to the other cold symptoms I've had for the last couple of days, I also had a sore throat. My singing voice sounded like someone exaggeratedly parodying a hundred-year-old Bob Dylan. I was only able to firmly hit a couple of the lowest notes. 
            I revised my translation of the chorus of “Amour année zéro” (Love In The Year Zero) by Serge Gainsbourg so that it fits the rhyme scheme. I ran through the song in English but didn't have time to upload it to Christian's Translations. I'll do that tomorrow and start preparing it for blog publication. 
            I weighed 85.6 kilos before breakfast. 
            At 9:45 I started logging onto Zoom for my Global Modernisms lecture.
            Zoom told me that I was the host. Apala couldn't undo it and she was having problems with her video and audio so she moved to another location and logged back in. I had to let some people in who were in the virtual waiting room. 
            There are common questions on the discussion board. We can use them to build a common base of knowledge. 
            Next week we begin presentations. They are flexible with no fundamental requirement. Just show you are engaging with the ideas. They should be on parts of the entire readings that are assigned that week. 
            Read Heart of Darkness slowly. She'll start generally discussing it maybe next Thursday. 
            She'll upload versions of the essays with her annotations. 
            The essays by Williams and Blair are related. 
            When was modernism? Historical questioning is methodological. There is a difference between a concept and a field. Understand modernism as a concept without defining it. Raymond Williams sees Modernism as a complex of historical multi-faceted phenomena. It is easier to define that way. Looking into the historical context of existing modes of expression, Modernism was a new mode. But not defining modernism comes with the risk of it becoming anything. Be wary of that. She will provide concrete understanding but we must question the limits. 
            “Problem” is a potent word. “Problematic” is used in critical theory in postmodernism. Modernism is problematic because it has both complex multifaceted individual aspects but it is not reduceable to concrete terms. But we have to do that and that's the problem. 
            The word “Ideology” is one used by Marxist thinker Antonio Gramsci. He spoke of ideological state apparatuses. Our definition of “ideology” is not just worldview or opinions but more theoretical ideology as a construct. There might be multiple ideologies in societies. Ideology is not just an idea because an idea can be understood easily. Ideology is a thought construct on the basis of which communities work. Hegemony comes into being when ideology is naturalized. For example, it is an ideology that capitalism is the best system. It is a constructed ideology and believers will give reasons. Governments take it as a national policy. Capitalism is the idea and we buy the constructed idea that best identifies the ideology. Entire communities can believe it or not. Or another example could be that capitalism is the worst system. A nation contains a multitude of ideologies. Governments may work with ideologies. Local and federal governments may have different ideologies. If one ideological construction becomes naturalized that becomes a hegemony. She can make texts available on these points. Hegemony is when an ideology becomes a common belief in a community. As natural as weather. 
            I said the more hegemony the less precise and the more belief-based it would be. 
            Corporations have hegemonies. Ideology can function as a set of beliefs depending on constructs and status in society. Hegemony stops being an ideology when it forms. The idea for instance that men are superior to women is something people would stop questioning when the ideology becomes a hegemony. But Williams is not talking about hegemony. She's just saying ideology is distinct from hegemony. Ideology is tenuous. Modernism can't become a hegemony. 
            Modernism is a misleading ideology. Understanding of modernism develops in the 18th and 19th Centuries. In the 50s Marxist critics of modernism say the way to understand modernism is retrospectively looking back and canonizing it. The canon of modernism includes Stein, Pound, etc. Methodological intervention. Retrospective definitions are not peculiar to modernism. It is problematic and ideological. The machinery of selective tradition or canonization is a decision process. For example, the decision made to make ten Russian writers of the 19th century critically important. 
            How to understand modernism? Williams sees the Romantics as modernists because they were doing the same thing. Because he is a Marxist he thinks realism is a more valuable mode of expression. Narrative forms of reality Marxists believe to understand the world we must present it as it is. Williams highlights the importance of social realism. We think of realism as non-experimental. Gogol was a social realist. He is critiquing modernism's solipsism. Inner life and experiences. If modernism is new so is romanticism and socialist writing. What is new about Kafka or Proust? Modernism is constructed on the ideology that the expression of inner experience is the best content to function as art. It is that but also Williams does not see it that way. The ideology of modernism is that it highlights and celebrates inner life. We like it but it's problematic for Williams. 
            I said I think Marxism seems to restrict and overthink things to limit art. Someone else argued that capitalism also limits art. I agree that it does but it's not the same degree of limitation. There is no type of expression that capitalism would reject as long as people want to buy it. Capitalists publish Marxist thinkers. Capitalists publish anti-capitalist art. Capitalists published a book called “Steal This Book.” As long as it sells capitalists will market it. That is less limiting than ideological critiques of art.
            The Marxist view is that nothing can be taken at face value. There is always an ideology underneath. 
            When I left the class I was asked to assign someone else as host and so I picked the real host. 

            I weighed 85 kilos before lunch. 
            In the afternoon I took a bike ride. Unlike yesterday the temperature was back in the double digits below zero. The snow patches and banks that had presented themselves as soft obstacles yesterday were now hard obstacles. Where it had been fairly easy to traverse the Bloor bike lane yesterday, the snow that had melted was now frozen and making it impossible in places to ride. About half the time I had to ride out onto Bloor Street just to avoid my tires spinning. I rode to Bloor and Ossington and went south to Queen. 
            On the way home I stopped at Freshco where I bought eight bags of cherries, a pint of strawberries, a bunch of bananas, a bag of naan, a pack of pork chops, three bags of milk, a can of peaches, Greek yogourt, two small jugs of orange juice because they were on sale and cheaper than the big jugs that made up the same amount, a jug of raspberry lemonade, a pack of toilet paper, and two bags of kettle chips. 
            My scale said that I weighed 84.4 kilos at 18:00. 
            I finished editing my lecture notes just before dinner. I had a small potato with gravy and a slice of roast pork while watching an episode of The Addams Family. 
            In this story, Fester has fallen in love with and wants to marry Diana, a bearded lady whom he's been corresponding with but has never met. Morticia and Gomez are concerned and so Morticia disguises herself as Diana's bearded mother and comes to visit Fester. She gets Fester to admit that he has no job, no financial prospects and does nothing, and so can't support her daughter. But this suddenly inspires Fester to try to become a success by taking a business correspondence course. On the day of his graduation, he is standing in a cap and gown listening to a record telling him that he now has what it takes to be a business tycoon. Fester storms into the executive Thaddeus Logan's office, hears him talking about a deal, then Fester grabs the phone from him and tells the person at the other end, “$50,000 or nothing!” and then hangs up. He tells the executive he'll call back and he does, willing to pay $50,000. Logan thinks Fester is a financial genius. Meanwhile, Morticia and Gomez find a psychiatrist under the “C”s in the phone book and ask him to come and examine Fester. Dr. Brown tells them not to call him “doctor” while he's there so that Fester won't be alarmed. But then Logan comes to visit and Morticia and Gomez think he's Brown. They convince him that Fester has flipped his lid but mostly he's scared away by Thing the disembodied hand. Brown comes later and is dismissed as the assistant of the one they thought was the doctor. Fester has forgotten about Diana. He says, “She's a woman and I'm a man. What could we possibly have in common?”
            Carolyn Jones gave a great performance as Morticia pretending to be Diana's mother. 
            Thaddeus Logan was played by Roy Roberts, who put in over 900 performances in his 40-year career. In the 1930s and early 1940s, he appeared on Broadway before switching to movies. He co-starred in the film noir “He Walked By Night.” In the 1950s and 60s, he began appearing on television sitcoms as gruff executive types. 
            Dr. Brown was played by Harold Peary, who was cast as Throckmorton Gildersleeve on the Fibber McGee and Molly radio show. His character became so popular that he became the star of The Great Gildersleeve. His show ran for seventeen years, becoming one of the longest-running shows in radio history. He made four movies based on Gildersleeve and there was also a television sitcom for a short time. 



            As I was washing my dinner dishes, I had just put the kettle on to make coffee when a mouse ran out of the stove and onto the counter. When it saw me it ran behind the granite cutting board. Remembering how I'd injured the last mouse by pushing the board against the wall I avoided that this time and just pressed the stove-side edge against the wall, thus blocking it from escaping in that direction. I tried to reach in and grab it while still holding the dishcloth but I fumbled and the mouse fell into the sink. I had been washing the saucepan and it was full of water. I dumped out the water so I could easily move the pot to the counter. The mouse struggled in the quick flood. I grabbed it again with the dishcloth and got a good hold on it this time. I could feel the little thing struggling as I carried it out of my place, down the hall, opened the door, and gently tossed it out into the minus thirteen weather. I guess it could have died out there but they survived millions of winters before humans built buildings for them to live in. It could possibly find a tolerable place under the deck like my cats used to do when I had to put them outside sometimes in the winter. Maybe it would survive, freeze or be eaten, but it was in nature's hands and not mine. 
            I posted my Discussion Board comment: 

            The past tense question that Williams asks, “When was Modernism?” already implies that Modernism is not current. And yet he gives the impression that he thinks Modernism is continuous because it responds to the new. 
            We had the keywords of “Problem” and “Ideology.” Modernism is problematic because it has too many aspects to pin down but it has to be somewhat pinned down to keep it from becoming a garbage dump of ideas. 
            We learned that “Ideology” when it becomes part of culture transforms into a hegemony.
            Modernism is presented as not being the Marxist cup of tea because Marxists like art that shows reality rather than trying to express the inner self. It seems to me that when ideology becomes hegemony it becomes less precise and more of a faith. But after all that lecture time spent talking about hegemony, we learn that the essay we are studying isn't talking about hegemony and that Modernism can't become a hegemony. So it appears like we were led down an intellectual cul de sac. 

            Marxism seems to restrict and overthink things to limit art. Someone else argued that capitalism also limits art. I agree that it does but it's not the same degree of limitation. There is no type of expression that capitalism would reject as long as people want to buy it. Capitalists publish Marxist thinkers because people want to buy their books. Capitalists promote anti-capitalist art. Capitalists published a book called “Steal This Book.” As long as it sells capitalists will market it. That is less limiting than ideological critiques of art.