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Deconstructing the Demiurge:
Chlorpyrifos--the End of the world is within us. Eschatology of Reason, of Ratio. "'Technology is our uniform,'" Juenger "and those who wear it have a 'second and colder consciousness' that has the 'capacity to view itself as an object.'" "si natura negat, facit indignatio versum." Juvenal Five centuries of carnage chums the wake of the 'Mathesis Universalis'. Sea route to the Indies? "empty, formal generality." Husserl Descartes' 'Man' with a clock in his belly. The prosthetic That relegates the metaphysical to the objet d'art. Where logical positivism, the manacling of language, Animates A.I.; von Neumann’s cancerous breath Respiring dust and sand As the legates of man. The Rube Goldberg Ptolemy of Doyne Farmer’s nonlinear market cosmography. "Adapting the homogeneous to the radically heterogeneous." Elsasser the idealization of the animate "The mechanistic form, storage" ibid for the "phenomenological concept (memory)." "the infinite of an "immer wieder" or an "und so weiter,"… Derrida "the very movement of mathematical idealization…" Strong A.I.’s prophetic home in mathematical palindromes. Appliances issue in the ethical. "Arithmetic… a sort of imaginative violence Henry Flynt which remakes the phenomena into fixed unit things." Hegel's audit of the double-entry bookkeeping of Fichte and Schelling. Is 'global warming', for example, An unintended consequence of The 'idealization of the object' Through instrumental and mathematical science? When to declare the elusory, illusory? All expression allusive; tropes aping a future. We have the end within us toward which we evolve. We have become what we are By virtue of that which will end us. Enlightenment's solipsism. Empiricism’s end time. BANG! In Moscow autumn topples its shadows. BANG! The spattered heart of Mayakovsky heaves then dries into a trove of catastrophe; Meakopfsky, Meakopfsky, Meamaximakopfsky. A ballistic's mnemonic. Frames shudder sifting shattered heuristics sliced into the meat red recesses: the ruptured pneumatic from which words plunge, objects plunge, Soul's sump, this burr of a building. Parliament shelled to a museum piece; shoveled remains; an ideology instantly carbon dated. (The reservoir sugared, artificially colored and carbonated.) Some who drowned, eddy in front of the Lenin Museum; an unemployed engineer translates for the American, while a medical student from Burkina Faso, fluent in Russian, pounds his fist, hammer to the plank of his palm, "You Russians have been defeated. You're enslavement is now packaged as your freedom." Last winter, the snow was the ash of rubles; next spring, whose ash will be shoveled from the furnace of the Metropol? Whose corpse rummaged from Patriarch's Pond? This spring too much air-time has been lavished on the starving; too many print columns misspent on pensioners. The Entrepreneur must be reassured More than the mendicant -- Life before death! The Demiurge resurrects reservoirs of flesh; merges with the Elements; mediates thought and object. Consciousness is phenomenologically constituted To resist the 'thing in itself'. The Great Vaudevillians - Planck, Einstein and Bohr, Ehrenfest, de Broglie and Born, Schroedinger and Dirac, Heisenberg, Pauli and Kramers Returned irony and not a little contempt to the study of Nature; That "state of philosophical innocence" of one Schopenhauer "who has not mastered" Kant, "whatever else he may have studied…" and "remains in the grip of [a] natural and childish realism" even as he records the order, the violence, "the idealization of observation and definition", "the ambition of a 'mathesis universalis'" that issued in the burlesque of quantum. Through the "idealization of reality", "a form of poetry That describes in terms of metaphors without providing True explanations," according to Philander, S. George. "The doctrine of Kant,…, that Schopenhauer both the design of organised and the conformity to law of unorganised nature are only introduced by our understanding, and therefore both belong only to the phenomenon, not to the thing in itself." "Nor is it, to be sure, necessary that these hypothesis be true, Osiander or even probable; but this one thing suffices, namely, whether the calculations show agreement with the observations." "Suffer the little children come unto me." The status of procreator accrues to the injection mold; The castings blush hot pink. Meakopfski, Meakopfski, Meamaximakopfski. ADMIT ONE FREE to inspect Mayakofsky's heart, "a compressed fireball, far hotter than the sun, containing everything observable in our universe." And we and the universe in these cold, mathematically Elegant yet 'interpersonal times' are One. "Colossal though they may be, stars and galaxies rank low on the scale of complexity. That's why it isn't presumptuous to aspire to understand them" to hold them to their naive simplicity. At the core, without malice, was Niels Bohr: "I wished only To emphasize that in these fields [relativity and quantum] the logical correlations can only be won by a far-reaching renunciation of the usual demands of visualization." The usual demands of observation through both quantum and relativity have been abandoned "with the help of abstract concepts of arithmetic and geometry,…, to build up strictly logical formalisms which allow the mastering of the new domains of experience." The optical gymnasium of the kinetiscope Gained in popularity even as it misplaced Arts suzerainty in discrete operations Much as the perimeters of a canvass became a discretion. Where is the poem Written in the last half of the 20th century that Didn't imply by content or cast, Sense or no, that quantitative methods Were inadequate vehicles for the Exigencies of the 'soul(?)'? Yet where is the poet Who expresses "bitter discontent" with ubiquitous quantity? Goethe Perseus?-- "one of Kant's favorite authors", but Gian Biagio Conti "Whether the obscurity and intellectualism of some contemporary poetic modes will win him many new readers may be doubted." "Very unlike a divine man would he be, Plato who is unable to count one, two , three…" at Plato's glance the gods progress to reason, where once in theory, "Thea [was] goddess, Martin Heidegger & related to Aletheia (translated as veritas), Gregory L. Ulmer the unconcealment from out of which and in which that which presences, presences."--- "And ora (the other root) "'signifies the respect, honor and esteem we bestow.'" But now, with Plato's accounting, Eidos, the eidetic, the visual is attributed to that which is not perceivable. Heaven changed to heavens, in short destined to become earth, earthling, Like the mathematician who sees "a mathematical Situation as a picture in his mind." The cognizable, the knowable, the intelligible and other bedlams. And so the Romans to bring order, hegemony, Introduced the 'discrete', "contemplatio" from "templum", "a section carved out of the heavens" and "temnein - to cut or divide." Only to have the integral ossify in the limitations of the perceptual tools of the quantum. Theory which once meant "the beholding That watches over truth" is gone. The millennium assails and (as the thermodynamics of 'complexity' demands) "that natural automaton, man" has not yet displaced himself. Sinew chafes in its binary boilerplate. "Neurons are analog devices," declared Anderson (1983). Even von Neumann thought that automata mathematics should be continuous. Yet "His first models of self-reproduction were discrete." A 'heavily redacted' defeat for 'techne'. Order advances in its foil of chaos. "The U.S. Air Force, [May 1, 1950] provides the first definition Evelyn Fox Keller of system in modern technical usage;…" "When Curtis LeMay, one of the leaders William Gibson in the "scientific" management movement in the military, became air force Chief of Staff in 1961, the emphasis on quantitative measurement and the centralization of control…" "In modern technical usage" not only was "the functioning of the parts and their relation to one another  governed by the whole." But fidelity to all "'organisms' whether "animate, partly animate, or inanimate" was maintained by a fictile vocabulary of "sensory components, communication facilities, data analyzing devices, centers of judgement, directors of action, and effectors, or executing agencies." Metaphor machined as accomplished fact; A buzz cut for every wing nut. "Flip through [Descartes On Man] and confirm Lacan that what Descartes is looking for in man is a clock." Abstraction is the spectrum of the idealization of matter. "By its very nature the formalism prohibits any possibility of giving meaning to 'which photon is which.'" Photon's machined, mathematical mutuality; points in a great metathetical chain accreting 'humanity'. Quarks can be red, green or blue. What formal expression Approximates history's contingency? Hegemony's paradox apes quantum's orthodoxy: "The West…. quite literally nowhere - Richard Drinnon or everywhere, which [is] to say the same thing." "For [blind] Homer's Greeks and North American Tribal peoples alike, the West was the land beyond, the land of mystery, of death and of life eternal. …not a dark and bloody ground to be "won."" "If the West was at bottom a form of society, as Turner contended, then on our round earth, winning the West amounted to no less than winning the world." "It could be… only by ratio-…, banishing mystery, and negating or extirpating [the] other… subject to the regimented reason [&] self-evidence of middle class values." But quantum is dead to metaphor. Does not offer to sense. The 'mystery' contained in the solution denied by procedure. "Oh, the RAND Corporation is the boon of the world; Malvina Reynolds They think all day for a fee, They sit and play games about going up in flames, For counters they use you and me, Honey Bee, For counters they use you and me." And do you recall The greatest of all, Johnny von Neumann's bold scheme, To dye the poles blue, Heat up the globe, And take 'Sunday drives' along Denver's ocean view. Some vatic few insist That John Nash's equilibrium was Dashed in his attempt to reconcile Quantum with everyday’s experiment; And attribute its remission to the Restoration in his mind's eye Of a single photon's Absolute Position. Dem Brains, dem Brains… "I am already a half-starving man," wrote Ramanujan to Hardy, "To preserve my brains I want food and this is now my first consideration." As for 'formal proofs': "What I tell you is this: Verify the results I give and if they agree with your results, Got by treading on the groove In which the present day mathematicians move, you should at least grant that their may be some truths in my fundamental basis." “...[T]he poem must, at all points, be a high energy-construct and, at all points, an energy-discharge.” So Schroth's 'be-he-mouth' in a bathrobe, Olson yawped , "Enough headlines, sloth & second cup's--- 'O Poet! Get a Job!'" Read Ransom's classified: 'Wanted: An Ontological Critic.' And assumed the post to be Apocalyptic; Not the ceremonial position, gagged in an office removed to the end of corrugated circuitry in a building that stored an archive delivered by artillery rounds. “Some CIA-worshipping cold war tough-liberal professor...” Ed Sanders A flame thrower IS a fire extinguisher, when the fire is just. Indonesia, China, Vietnam... "Water requires enormous numbers[?]" his interviewer had said, "where would history be without its dead?" And then, eyes on the nape of the world, asked if our respondent was "up to the task?" "Lose sight of what you see; yet confound the rabble. Do it empirically." the end result is "a class of things or of events ..." ----- to the extent that their ontological status becomes obscure [T]heir character as intellectual constructs becomes apparent." That's "how the 'true world' finally became a fable." Ash for fire. As "deconstructionist analysis shows. . . any quest for principles is a quest for the ultimate ontic referent." An idealized core -- its atmosphere in absolute parallel; Intolerant. "No object 'is' unless it 'renders' reason to the subject." 'Egoical', 'anthropomorphic', 'solipsistic'; "the logical principium proves to be an epochal principle." "the conclusion... not concerned with things themselves, but with ... intellectually constructed classes which ... serve as the objects of arguments." The unknown a kernel within the known; the man in the muon revealed through "the legislative spontaneity of reason." The way 'the Known' is organized; Nature trimmed to symmetry; asymptotes so rigorously unexploitable oblige an arc too perfect for Nature. "ENIAC computed the azimuth for ordnance." "I aim for the stars but sometimes I hit London," sang NASA's Nazi, Werner Von Braun. The resurrecting ligatures of the Fathomless Calvary of Telephone Poles assembles out of the Unrealized. O Gorgeous Smear, meakopfsky, meakopfsky, meamaximakopfsky As though you discarded the heart's efficacy, now proven to never have been a locus of courage; a photon's position when its momentum is absolutely calculated. The caliber and trajectory was sufficient to purchase a museum; A fast frame tribute to pulses. The brain, displaced, crystalized from the mind's career of physical evidence. Of expressionist singularities. Or plainly, the museum is an edifice misplayed, containing Mayakovky's brain at the instant of the bullet's keening where artifacts represent the tissue of the poet's atomized mind. What was the ontic referent of von Neumann's cancer? The tumors? The tests? His temerity? Why wouldn't your "'ideas' die in [your] stead?" Most of them, like Popper's, so dead. So already dead. Despite the cunning to know that others; 'the other'; that I Would not knowingly fry in your stead. The luxury, sheer luxury, to be the world's smartest Fool, and at age 53 die in your bed. What was the ontic referent of von Neumann's cancer? "I myself tend to give up determinism Max Born in the atomic world," pledged Born. A tumor as a tempest of atoms? "…not "what is the state of the collision" but "how probable is a given effect of a collision." A malignancy in "the motion of particles follows probability laws but the probability itself, [the tumor] propagates according to laws of causality[?]" The disease which constellated von Neumann's body Maps well with other malignancies of quantity--- Game Theory, Communications, Systems Analysis, Operations Research, Cybernetics, Information Theory, Cantorian Set Theory, Nonlinear Systems, General System Theory, Computer Programming, Fractal Geometry, Chaos Theory, Statistics - Yet much as his disease could be adapted to these, It stood, noncommutative, outside the body of formal knowledge. Thus quantity makes the Body - Soul So that science may manage this simpler whole. And iterativeness flourishes only in commutativity, amplification of variables obliged within a genre of event. Vivisection, Algorithms or Integral Calculus, depending On the killer's constitution, come before, after and during questioning of the soul has been addressed as a threat to economic and political wantonness. A system is a bundle of generalized assumptions; quantification is color coding. Thus, tumors that originate with quantity, map well with economic malignancies such as Capital formation, stocks to earnings ratios, Structural adjustment loans. Trajectories so ubiquitous trail their own truth. Sins so pervasive eruct their own church. The experiment is held in relief And the more bluff the relief The more efficacious the experiment. The more discrete, the more shadows constitute The resurrecting ligatures with the earth reeling below - a cataract of data. Brennan exposes Casti's canard, Joe Brennan That C.P. Snow would host a dinner party on the 'Two Cultures', without an artist or two among the guests. "Whatever tries to overstep the limits set us is dishonest! Musil Mysticism is just as dishonest as the delusion That Nature can be reduced to a mathematical formula." "Anyone who behaves rationally Adorno believes in ratio just as the irrational person believes in dogma." For example, Tipler, unfortunate Druid; his doctrine of Immortality already yielding to the doctrine of observational contingencies that have dissolved the Omega Point. Zukofsky's Bottom would say: Are not the eyes our ancestral home? Isn't all that has transpired buried there? Isn't it nec- romancy to date the occipital ridge? To bed down with the bones? Romance from the neck up. What splattering of the fundament Tomorrow will be our paradise? "Reason finds its specific content Adorno in the critique of what falls within and aligns itself with these categories." "…a number of assumptions Charles Paul prevalent in Jussieu's day underlay his belief in the perfect congruence between his nomenclature and the essence of Nature's laws: Fixity of species…; The Cartesian correspondence of truth…; And a peculiar distinction between primary and secondary qualities…." How Hegel accounts for the "double entry bookkeeping" Of Fichte and Schelling where "[t]he predicate may be subjectivity Or objectivity, or again Magnetism, electricity, and so on, Contraction or expansion… With a circle of reciprocities of this sort It is impossible to make out the real fact in question[,]" "[S]urrounded by phenomena conceived Flynt as enduring and changeless (and discrete)." "[T]he bootstrap process of modeling organisms and machines…" Keller has taken us beyond the stars! Wiener chirped that a man could be strained through a telegraph wire, "conceptually", while, allowing for Aeolus, sparrow droppings affirm their covenant with gravity. When you model, you favor the machine. But "[f]or quantity to be felt to be a reliable property, Flynt one must be surrounded by phenomena conceived as enduring and changeless (and discrete)." Machined to metatheticality; the beads of lubricant, A mist among the bearings anonymous in the wheel-- Heat loss the poet warms himself by. Mayakofsky, what a torment to have escaped Only to be dressed like Florentine lumber, anima for every object. At the hands of futurist art, a museum; though as tongue and groove your torment is merely purgatorial. A series of well placed charges could wrest for you that eternal rest, which discounts the conservation of energy and memory's entropic hiss. But for now your remains are on exhibit. Three rubles. You have been resuscitated, but indeed, they did not give you an artificial heart. No mummy's wrap, but the rites of saboteurs Who set the charge to you that makes you whole. And indeed, your reincarnation must be priceless, because we are alone with you; two strangers who bring their strangeness with us to your blasted deathbed with the photograph. In the foreground, scraps of people, And left rear a scrap heap. The scraps say: "Remember us, for this is the way we were regarded by Vladimir himself." Mankind has gobbled his way out of his animal hide, So you whisper, "History is best studied as omen"; Like that afternoon in Moscow when you knit my brow, Bit off the knot, dropped the needle into my hand, And marched off to harvest yourself with The roseate clouds of Heraclitus Slipping the azure of Parmenides. I redesign your museum from 'storage' And the result is an awakening of catastrophe. ***************************************************** "facts: [t]he strident hackers miss no chance to A.R. Ammons dramatize, hurt, fairly or unfairly, for they" test your emptiness, Ammons. Clawing at the chain link perimeter their verbal eructations volleying with ICBM's: Armed to the tongue, their folly embarrasses you: As your eyes scuttle passed the prone, scruffy, cuffed "loud boys", you concoct an indifference deafening as a payload: it's their rancor, utterly removed from your "moody Abundance'" that rankles, fixed with horror upon El Playon: Megiddo, the plain rhymes at heart with Armageddon: Protocols of science dictate the protocols of your "poem that goes dumb: holds tears: the line, the fire line, where passion and control waver for the field" is a filigree drawn by the luxury of a two hundred megaton yield: all your "resolution[s]" are prophylactic: balance that ensures there's nothing in the balance: a field that invokes Field Theory: a conscious appeal to force: the reasonableness of the armature that repeats the weld precisely: on the money, or truncheon, on the nose: precisely, for the epistemology goes "no famine has ever Amartya Sen occurred in a democracy" followed authoritatively by "So far no one has produced an example to refute him." Joshua Murachik Which simply reminds one of Edward Bernays, 'Who controls the means of production' of 'ideas': in this instance the Nobel Prize, Knopf, The American Enterprise Institute and the Washington Post: Mud slides bare the outcroppings of radioactive tailings and the victims who had resisted the Democracies of Famine: bandits with printed matter hide their faces in syndication: the Times held over noses to snuff the odor of rotting corpses: those who are at first inebriate with the carnage: those for whom it is not enough to ‘develop’, to engineer scarcity; issue edicts, rationally so wrongly predict, but they must provoke the dying with their 'ideas': challenge the starving to defend the integrity of their dying: those who call Chicago a School: Call the World a Bank: Those who disinfect: “The ‘starvation set’ S(i) of endowment Amartya Sen vectors consists of those commodity vectors z such that he cannot meet his food requirements through exchange, starting from z...” The campesino held without charge: beaten: flayed: Turned on a spit: returned to his family to find them, wife, children, infant and grandmother bound to their chairs, decapitated: their heads set upon the table like bowls resting in their hands: and upon the shanty wall an icon of Christ next to a photo of Kennedy, the spiritual author of ORDEN, the Mano Blanco, and ANSESAL. So since the ‘experts’, sycophants, as part of the ballet of reason, in the morning, pull on one prosthesis at a time, their research grants; we inexpert humbly remind the reader of the starving Luddites and the Irish Potato Famine and democracy’s structural adjustments to accelerate the dessication of LDCs designed as though French, English, Spanish, Italian, Portuguese resulted simply as the success of advertising Berlitz in the ‘former’ colonies. Leveraged famine; famine by embargo; famine by bombing infrastructure; famine by armed proxy and military intervention; political destabilization; assassination, simple murder; burning and biological warfare on flora and fauna; crops and herds, indigenous and domestic; or just Madison Avenues cardinal inducements to those first timers to the living death masks , the grinning photons of Mammon. Or let's split hairs, it is a constitutional monarchy We add to our catalogue of tyrannies. Or China tops that democracy, India, in the long march To eliminate starvation according to this same Amartya Sen. Which the Post precipitates to mere editorial lies again. John Wesley Powell reports," The merit of Columbus Was his faith in science." Even lost, Columbus sailed the seas he knew. "Our Lord pleasing, Columbus I will carry off six of them at my departure to Your Highnesses…" though legally with the Admiral's act of possession, the Tainos became Spanish subjects and in theory could not be enslaved. Reason opposed to itself. Science negotiates method from experience. "The great merit of models,…, is that they force E.O. Wilson investigators to provide unambiguous definitions of units, such as atoms and genes, as well as processes, such as movement and change." "Its dignity depends upon its repeatability." Gadamer "We put in some physical facts, Brian L. Silver follow the rules for obtaining the needed results, and almost always get what we want. The comparison between the theoretical Results and experiment is rarely disappointing." "In this sense, Columbus' voyage was scientific." "Wir mussen wissen. Wir werden wissen," As David Hilbert has enlightened us. "Experience ("surrounded by phenomena conceived Hilbert & Flynt as enduring and changeless (and discrete.)") by its very nature abolishes history." And mapping circumscribes "the theory Of experience…related teleologically to The truth that is derived from it…" "…to begin with David Bohm traditional Cartesian notions of order and then try to impose the dynamics of quantum theory on this order by using the algorithm of 'quantisation.'" "The sense of the question is its direction." So Pere Cardenal beware Of such conceits as "the star could not see its beauty except through us. Born in the fire of it And cooled down so as to be able to see." As the Hubble has shown, it reflects a little less than a conquistocrats anthropic taxonomy. Kepler said: "God (like the Tainos) has waited 6000 years for an observer." And then God turned to Pico: "Be constrained by no limit, in accordance with thy own free will." A teleology rumored to have ironically evaporated the Holy Spirit and dusted piety away. "[N]ot free will in the trivial sense," announces Wilson, distancing himself from his own appetitions, smuggling in Reason, …[N]ot "the ability to choose one's thoughts and behavior free of the will of others and the rest of the world all around. I mean instead, freedom from the constraints imposed by the physiochemical states of one's own body and mind." "We are mechanisms, mechanisms with very elaborate purposes… Dennett and with [No] original intrinsic intentionality. The intentionality that gets ascribed to complex intentional systems is all there is." …"[I]mposed by physiochemical states…" ("by which we are not to understand a reality, Brentano or an immanent objectivity.") Because the subject, to know the object, operates teleologically. The history of Hilbert's, "We must know. We will know." Since will has its ration in power; Wilson's "if we mean by progress the advance toward a preset goal,… Then evolution by natural selection,…, is not progress." But then if we mean "evolutionary progress." The goal now being 'evolution', presuming that its Progress also includes its study, and the study and its subject Are "evolutionary." And most certainly this is its Telos. As when Dennett dismisses; (the same Dennett of "elaborate purposes") dismisses "the Cartesian theater," "The executive ego," But the ego sledged is still a wall Requiring the interrogatives of "interlacing patterns of neural activity." As each "squared stone" once "fronted the wall." David Jones From the cheap seats, 'neural' improv Still soars under Yorick's proscenium. But, like Columbus, the legalist glossomorphism hurtles; "What precisely is this superorganism, This strange creature called culture" Wilson mulls? "To anthropologists, who have analyzed thousands of examples, should go the privilege of response." So "the ungenerous are unrestrained performers of the energies of nature;” Blake And "pity has become a trade, and generosity a science That men get rich by." With no regard for 'cultures' that have mercifully avoided anthropology. Or the blood debt owed to 'analyze' the analyzers, (the pleonasm of Pico's economy) in order to demonstrate that analysis itself Is merely the technique for realizing your own particular a posteriori. The utter ascendancy of matter, epistemologically, Alters nothing for "the rest of the world all around." The resistance dissipated in official taxonomies Is nonetheless coordinate through Nature and man's better nature; Seoul, Caracas, Jakarta, Seattle; Material Telos is the Fortuna of this mechanistic universe. The final solution that more sophisticated methods Of quantification will not forestall. "Do we wish to change these numbers? E .O. Wilson I think not, at least not as primary goal." Beginning with "Scores for heritability in IQ and measurable personality traits in white Americans, a segment…" “thus judgment days from a simple metaphor inherited from measuring the energy of gasses under pressure." "Bear in mind ibid that the original Enlightenment died within philosophy but not within science." And "[s]ystematic logico-deductive thought" must "discipline the old ways of thought but…never abandon them…" The fighter pilot, who believes that god Created the world 6000 years ago, Battles the blasphemies of his machine. In the immutability of matter all murderous abeyance. "Social scientists addressing such issues ibid start at the level of conventional analysis. Bring order to facts, Quantifying them In tables and graphs, And statistical interpretations." "[F]ortified with mathematical models;" ibid "[G]arlanded annually" with a Nobel Prize; ibid "[R]ewarded with power in business and government;" ibid So "The enterprise within the social sciences best poised ibid To bridge the gap to the natural sciences, The one that most resembles them in style and self-confidence Is economics." "[A]ll the "physical laws of production" Hayek which we meet, e.g. in economics, are not physical laws in the sense of the physical sciences but people's belief about what they can do." "All this stands most clearly in…economics." ibid "The very type of the engineer ibid with his characteristic outlook, ambitions, and limitations was here [at the Ecole Polytechnique] created. That synthetic spirit which would not recognize sense In anything that had not been deliberately constructed, That love of organization that springs from the twin sources Of military and engineering practices, The aesthetic predilection for everything that had been consciously constructed Over anything that had "just grown," Was a strong new element which was added to- And in the course of time even began to replace- The revolutionary ardor of the young polytechnicians." "The emphasis on rigor. Analysts heartily agree Wilson with Paul Samuelson, one of the most influential economists of the twentieth century, that "economics focuses on concepts that actually can be measured."" "[T]he objects of economic activity Hayek cannot be defined in objective terms." "And it is probably no exaggeration to say ibid that every important advance in economic theory during the last hundred years was a further step in the consistent application of subjectivism." "Rigor is what Littlewood and I call gas," quipped Hardy; quantums of action insinuated into every crevice greater than the molecular mass. But both Wilson and Hayek while borrowing a Brownian vocabulary miss the aerosol of venality that a world with history has come to associate with economics. And though Hayek might consider Wilson's scientism a frustrating affront And Wilson's appeal to the power of "business and politics" is prepped in the manageable epistemologies of the sciences, both operate a moral mechanics as rigid as the Ecoles' engineer, where the 'transcendental' in a mantel of numbers Can only be annunciated as a business transaction, as though Artemis would strip to a room full of Acteons. A history strutting its scientistic syntax Absolves the sciences of history. Powered by the Parmenidean idee fixe and Heraclitian alibis; Eternal yet contingent; Twin addictions no integrity can endure. A cold fusion of advantage denied intent. Scientific progress, testified Evans Pugh, is certainly not of a “higher character than moral and religious advancement. It only stands in such relation to these as does the engine Upon the railroad to the human freight Which it hurls along the iron track.” “Derailments did not enter into this design Charles E. Rosenburg And the destination was never in doubt. Against the Transcendentalist: Emerson; "…things are in the saddle And ride mankind." And Thoreau: "We do not ride upon the railroad; it rides upon us." “The language machine takes language into its management, Heidegger and thus [the language machine] masters the essence of the human being.” Engineers tamping an aethereal road bed, Bounce signals off motes in the upper atmosphere; dust to Dust to dust. "Science"…"in its progress illusions are dispelled and certitudes remain." J.W. Powell Was it La Mancha that swore Cuba the mainland? Who tortured Caribs to get to the Khan? "The new world was the trophy of science," rumbles Powell. By the scientific method Columbus destroyed which Indus? "Perhaps he was already penetrated with the notion Henry Vignaud that the world was smaller than it was thought to be, when he came across Alfragan's text, which, apparently, gave a scientific basis to his opinion." A "globe smaller by 3,000,000 metres than Ptolemy." "10,000,000 metres less than the actual dimensions of the globe." Columbus, "who believed blindly in the Scriptures, Took quite literally [the] text of Esdras, and inferred from it that, If the solid parts of the earth occupied six-sevenths of the whole…" A third author, Marinus of Tyre, supplied him with [meridian and degree] The necessary elements for giving his system a rational and scientific appearance." "[I]llusions are dispelled and certitude remains." J.W. Powell Manufacturing processes involving precipitation, e.g. Seaborg's cooking out of Np239.-- "A speck of matter God had not welcomed at creation." Molecular robots announce the Earthly Paradise. Amino acids, proteins, even, atoms not occurring in nature expand the mechanism of charity. Machines council patience To the suffering organism accreting in Seoul, Caracas, Jakarta, Seattle, Quito,…" Robots will feed the hungry On their own waste. The engineer has become the Tycoon Samaritan, charity without sacrifice; miscalculation without risk. The Jacquard Loom and the Babbage Engine will police our bloodstream bringing order and health. The Scanning Tunneling Microscope accomplishes with atoms what has met with resistance from sentient discretions. Nanorobots, synthetic viruses, stumping the bloodstream selling the program to individual platelets. The Utopian possibility to erect a contentment from within by adjusting sensations of abundance to actual conditions. The demonstrators herded into the stadium; ground between a mechanistic universe And its Material Telos. The hagiography of industrial utopias found wanting. Heraclitean Theory over a Parmenidean Syntax. The Intravenous Garden. The problem as Wilson iterates it-- "The original Enlightenment died within philosophy but not within science." Mathematical tailings in the collisions of high energy physics; Cold couplings, the superposition of nature by experiment; A trope; a final solution for nature's diminutive, the environment. "Clearly, the Cartesian Method fails;" Elsasser Analyzing complex systems by dicing them into "smaller and simpler components"; assuming discretion; threading them mentally. "this identification of a phenomenological concept (memory) ibid with its special, mechanistic form, storage, is the point at which the mechanistic-reductionist interpretation of organic life is most readily attacked and can be laid open to an epistemological critique." On the tarmac at 200 yards; body bags or sacks of wheat? Markets make distinctions when they feed their dead. How shall we tag you? Madison Avenue, machine, or mass grave. "…[t]he detailed application of a quantitative information measure ibid to the radically heterogeneous material of biology would lead to enormous technical difficulties." Or "no two brain states are ever alike", a condition Elsasser calls "freedom". While kilotons of supersonic crumbs are aimed at the starving, manacled to the Onanism of western consumption. "The hardest thing McCulloch to match is man's storage of bits…Yet "There is no indication [in the organism] Elsasser concerning any mechanism which stores (inscribes) the requisite information." Yet "we have come far enough McCulloch to define a number so realistically that a man may know it, And a man so logically that he May know a number." "a second, colder consciousness;" Juenger "the flesh we consecrate can never win." McCulloch Where flunkies posit "Let our ideas die in our stead?" And Kuhn sees that "though he is not a naive Falsificationist, Sir Karl, may…be treated as one." An Epistemological Candide? "There is no method only questions." Popper But Sir Karl as though underwriting Cortez Or stacked in airborne command above My Lai, Confesses that, "Although Popper is not a murderer, He may, I suggest, be treated as one." Fair Enough! As Jennings says, "[A] murderer is not just a person Who was present when another person died." The self-regulating feedback of 'unfettered markets' and the 'scientific method' And the blood rituals assigned the priests of the press. Kepler ex telos again, "All things were made for man." And man for gods or automata, All because Nadeau ignores his own conclusion, That, like gods, computer systems "are culturally derived Ideological commitments and beliefs." The Enlightenment Argos was launched from Palos Where the age of discovery and the age of technology conflate Encoded with the spirit of the Reconquista and Its literature of intolerance, sentiment and hate. Colon became Tiphys, helmsman of the flagship Santa Maria, "overstepping what is given by nature." Sauer indexed the itinerary of famine and disease; The result of the computational trope of the atemporal Empiricism required to halt a Turing series. Even lost, the Admiral sailed the sea he knew. Eight days out and the compasses knocked loose the Immutable Star. Technology's moral ballast became The unquestionable objectivity Of scientific discovery. As the genocide of Columbus consecrated The eugenics of Davenport. “Cutting out physical pain from punishment Charles Davenport Is the invention of the sentimentalist not of the student of physiology And of Nature’s laws.” “...legislative enactments, and...moral fervor based chiefly Raymond Pearl Upon pre-Mendelian genetics, as out worn and useless As the rind of yesterday’s mellon.” “A mingled mess of ill-grounded and uncritical sociology, Economics, anthropology and politics, Full of emotional appeals to class and race prejudice, Solemnly put forth by science.” “...intellectual and emotional traits as discrete entities.” Suffused with this lie Empirical empires, pull the wings off their spirit, mutate to compensate, and peak as their objects die, Consumed in grasping an azimuth of unarticulated desire. Air Force Chief of Staff Curtis LeMay, “we have only had one test. It was not under fully operational conditions, we fired one Polaris out in the Pacific with a warhead on it. It was not truly operational. It was modified to some extent for the test.” And yesterday high over that same Pacific, with the same “facticity of accuracy”, SDI.. Viruses serve a computational metaphor. Logical Positivism into Strong A.I. Not sufficient pockets of “cold dark matter” Then neutrinos account for universal gravity. Or “a natural trajectory...as an institutionalized pattern of Rosenberg predominantly incremental technological change involving, centrally, a self-fulfilling prophecy.” “...a substantial bias that remains unknown to the owner.” Kosta Tsipis And the machines, the mathematics, their products Appropriate Theory’s Speech; the more Reason to discredit what it has to teach. Sciences rugged hermeticism, calculated detachment, explorer’s naivete, allowing no countervailing language to technological vulgarity. “Uncorrected gravitational field anomalies, errors in the model of the terminal atmosphere, magnetic drift due to unknown electronic charge in the reentry vehicle— and anything else that has not been thought about.” The discretion, the idealization of the object, insulates variables; The system that fronts for the whole. “We can never know what degrees of accuracy would be achieved in the real world[,]” James Schlesinger intoned, pining for the appropriations to feed his Apocalypse; His fingertips collapsed in a spire. His eyes rotated upward like a tail gunner Toward the row of committee members. Covenants with scientific idealization exact constraints on simple Armageddon. But a tourniquet of world caressing snake Suffuses the body of the Wake. The perpetual emerald boas of a wading pool recollect Noah beached on Mount Arawat. The machines, their products, their entire praxis Appropriates theory’s speech; its rugged hermeticism, calculated detachment, explorer’s naivete, leaving no countervailing language to technological vulgarity. The money changers’ electronic temples Accelerated beyond moral accounting; “the impeccable logic of shipping toxic waste Lawrence Saunders to less developed countries.” The theocratic control of robotic fantasies; “man-made systems to mimic one of the most fundamental processes in nature,”--- evolution, classical Darwinism retrofitted in every creature; and every creature can be refined in solution. the fungible positivism of iteratively generated reality; The echosystem. Like iced “O-rings”, Feynman repeatedly materializing through a warp in the Los Alamos security fence. Fermi’s chits into the nuclear storm, combining computation, wager and celebratory confetti. Slotin’s “tickling the dragon’s tail. ” Hide and seek with the graduate students in the cyclotron. That sense of play That a good physicist Brings to doomsday. Edward Young was “Born into an age More curious than devout.” Pope’s voice rang out, “Learn, ye dunces! Not to scorn your god!” But Desaguliers combining lust with boozy praise, “Nature compell’d, [Newton’s] piercing mind obeys And gladly shows him her secret ways; ‘Gainst mathematics she has no Defense. And yields t’experimental consequence.” An specimen of the inferior poetic sequence that thumps forth from the dye of quantitative experience. How the muse is consumed in its liaisons with science By unconsummated nuptial, an extraneous alliance. But why unlike sage Lucretius must at present verse rebel As though techne’s largesse is a pinata stuffed with Hell. A plot hatched by Forcas to send trinkets and sweets Streaming from the fractured shape that existence completes. A glance at Wall Street confirms the rumor That processed meat is the consumer. Madison Avenue advances famine, Conflating the wastelines of Thanatos and Mammon. Turn the other cheek To Shoot heroine chique. A passion to improve upon the candle power of the wick Is not the passion that observed a thousand tropes for dick. One from desire breaks down the door; The other extols flesh as floppy metaphor. A fuck may occur in cyberspace, When the epitaphs of silicon obsessions Are runneled into every face. So lie quiet Pope, god teased from nature thrives. The true cross is multiplied as spent fuel rods, And at Hiroshima, Newton was reborn the misanthrope. And just today, “Do not breath the air,” the weather service hopes. “In 1956 clothing made from parachute material Began to appear in Tibet,” The result of clandestine CIA airdrops; In Lhasa petroleum discovered in parkas, Ray Cline seeding the region for cultural anthropologists. Tibetanism established in 1200 A.D. Was then up against the ‘Red’ permutation called the Han; The original Chinese standardizers, regulating weights and measures; Reducing axles to the formality of pixels. Technicians and ideologues of Quantity. And capital, with the same intentions as Communist rule though “wrenching for Tibetan society” with its “economic development , industrial production, even the introduction of money”, senses ideals that are contra naturam, since the idealized predator has gauged every creature. Yet was Lamaism a reaction to a world That by 1200 A.D. (note the western measure) had become too scientifically inclined for the aetherially authoritarian sect? The bond between experiment and the material against an austere luxury reserved for an elite constituency. And weighed by capital, reaction to a threat to authoritarian rule Is always promoted as a desire for freedom. Yet neither guttural chanting or recruitment from the Ivy League can top the extinction of the individual by quantity. Lamaism was surrounded by enemies, The Han, the Communists, Nehru, the CIA and their own reactionary impurity that they ceaselessly swatted with prayer. The CIA flew some 500 Tibetans to Peterson Air Field Six miles from Colorado Springs. There they were transported by buses with blacked out windows, Tinted windshields, to Camp Hale Near the town of Leadville. Camp Hale was a measurable metaphor for Tibet. Five hundred miles southwest of Denver, Hale was situated at an altitude over 10,000 feet. The Tibetans were never told where they were. The altitude, the climate, the terrain; to the CIA All pointed to the least number of environmental anomalies To disorient the Tibetans when they returned to thwart the Chinese. But “[H]ow do we copy a proof?–Not e.g. by taking measurements of it.” Wittgenstein The U.S. trainers, their weapons, their language, their food, became the anomalies; variables as significant and destructive as altitude. Greater than the anomalies of the Han where for centuries familiarity had involved projections that evolved into contempt. Whereas both U.S. Intelligence and the Tibetans when gauging one another had only the Han, the PLA, for common referent. Does this in any way negate the possibility of a U.S. altruistic goal? Here the blackened bus windows, voided mirrors, provide a complex symbol. No American citizen could see in; no Tibetan rebel could see out. A micro/macro economy of scale maintained for the operations entire route. The CIA, of course, was forbidden to operate on U.S. soil and empty rumor would not serve, so they planted a story of “atomic tests” in the Denver Post. The Tibetans were treated as combat specimens not to be contaminated by an American ontology. Lab animals to be trained; and later their training minutely assessed. The only bond, those of comrades in arms. Military guards as well as Tibetan trainees at Camp Hale were under orders to shoot to kill any unauthorized personnel... On the 20th anniversary of the Day of Infamy, December 7th, 1961, The Army held 47 Americans at Peterson Air Field at the point of a gun. Drifting snow and icy roads had delayed a convoy of Tibetan guerrillas from Camp Hale. Instead of in the cloak of night they had arrived “at dawn’s early light.” And the hostages dulled by the gospel of their patriotism suffered a shock at the sight of the aliens. The Colorado Springs Gazette published the story that pointed to the CIA’s crimes, but personal intercession by Defense Secretary Robert McNamara kept it out of the Times. McNamara, and Kennedy’s man Galbraith briefed by Richard Bissell, The bean counters, the economists that fail to account for the sensuality of war. Other living beings shaped into an embrasure to sight death; to ogle the bore of the gun barrel. Even superposition of an anthropological grid couldn’t redeem the Tibetans, or the Meo or the Meung The West’s best mortar is still that paste in your pants when you stare up the skirts of a gun. Going native on the killing floor is not covered in the manual for the Corps. For all their indigenous this and indigenous that, They reserve their patriotic palate’s for the cow, And with the jungle quit the beetle and the rat. Technology is their only omnivore. For the Tibetans their beef with the Han is their beef with the West A reaction to the imposition of a measure. There is culture in quantity, and quantity in culture; But to the Han and the West quantities represent universals; predicting outcomes by the collection of data; and for McNamara the revelation of data in number. (The fifth force was a mountain, an aquifer, simple density; anything but a universal;) the propensity to demonstrate eternity in every set of calculations found its apotheosis in McNamara and the application of formal systems to modern warfare. McNamara called in when a mere undersecretary wouldn’t do. The New York Times has influence, not like some rag in Colorado. Rank, hierarchy, another fabric raised to the reduction of a universal by the West. A chain of command, the great chain of wringing with the statistical twist of that rag of pharmaceuticals, the double helix; Each ply of Heaven enclosed by a set of discrete properties, so that failure on the scale of McNamara’s can lead to a system’s rapid ascendency, becoming the central paradigm for interpreting the world. Fabrics when calibrated by markets can classify slaves and potentates. Academics in their polyester shirts brief the Director in his silks who reminisces about the risks taken in parachutes by comrades in the OSS, with that assured oblivion as when an appendage of Nature breaks off in the hand, And the analyst packs off the specimen to the lab. The CIA did not intend to make a fashion statement in Tibet; and to their skilled eye no measurable effect could have endured from cutting patterns from polyester remnants. Like Barzani in Turkey and Iraq, Washington had never intended that the Khampa more than harass the People’s Republic of China. An intelligence “bonanza” none the less. And what of those who formed the bond of comrade in arms? As Patroclus dozed in Achilles embrace. So Felix Rodriquez, Che’s Rolex ‘ticking’ in his ear, cuddles with Luis Posada Carriles. “do we but supervise the world/death David Jones being dead ourselves long since?” To stumble upon the re-invention of the Logos in some commercial technology; a progress that infers the incubation of the voice of god in transistors or semiconductors; mediums of amplification skewed to beams; the remains of suns ricocheted off the moon as wireless Aerial croons, and a public that absorbs its history the way a boulemic absorbs food then swoons. Our homes are an assortment of genesis Without the omnipotence to redeem the consequence. An appetite in flight to interstellar no where; A pontoon imagined across a projected void. Ordnance of disease lobbed “behind the living fences of the small localities” David Jones “whose organisms withered with the old economies.” ibid The absence of ‘cold dark matter’ percolates all the way down to the morning paper. George Jacoby says, “Hubble’s distance measurement cannot be questioned.” <big bang, zero points, cepheids> But if reduction reveals that all systems are chaotic, that future behavior depends on the accuracy of the systems initial state, Whether “dynamically evolving systems, Or mathematical simulations of such physical systems, Or just mathematical models studied for their own sake.” The data confirms the latter, Hubble raked the ‘Universe’ and found little dark matter. What is theory’s historicity? How does a mountain become a crushing anomaly? Penrose says, “Consciousness [is] A genuine scientifically describable phenomena.” Retrieved in the shadow [epistemology (of the metaphysics of law)]: the quantum superposition lopped off by a state vector reduction, “conflat[ing] reality with lawfulness,” Which to Feyerabend “means Defining it in an arbitrary manner.” the epistemic bias toward respiring the artificial intelligence machine. An endless assembly line of ‘mechanical men’ with Moravec talking life into them. Language precisely Feyerabend’s “shadow”, and what Mach “means [by] statements that imply ahistorical regularities [being] idealizations... ‘Instruments’, not descriptions of reality.” “As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, Einstein They are not certain, and as far as they are certain, They do not refer to reality.” Immutability stamped from historical projection. “The one-sidedness Of the scientific idealisation Of experience.” The object hanged and klieged from above, angstroms injected into every involvement. But as the light moves, the object moves, “...the magnitude met with only in the apprehension.” Kant one movement indistinguishable from the next, “...appearance as unity is a quantum.” ibid the headlights and the fog lights of differential equations... toward an archetypal klieg; both bang and bust. Simultaneously true and false. “All purely mathematical theories are of the sort [a system Anatol Rapoport Of theorems built up From a set of postulates] And, as such are practically Immune from criticism.” The insubstantiality and moral transparency of numbers; To transcend the word, all flesh and bone. ...”this sudden appearance of words... Would require a justification...but none is Or could be given....since the procedure [in Principia Mathematica] is illicit.” In the beginning was a singularity, An antiseptic contagion of forces purging words. “The main task of the logician Frege Consists in the liberation from language.” Yet language, that fossil of evolution, persists everywhere, Though our science insists that everything must be reduced To its particle if there is to be universal joy and suffrage on earth. However, the conquest of the stars has become a necessary insurance policy In case the great discrete trajectories of our myriad technologies, Chew up the gears of the atmosphere, Or fail to synchronize in the statistically ordained moments of our historical destiny. Validation in abandonment? Will the Second Coming play to an empty house? Waste Management Corporation has proposed a garbage belt in space; a zone like the rings of Saturn where discarded, the world’s waste moons for its feckless source and moved by the majesty, the gravity of this Orbiting dump people strap on infrared scopes, Observe consumption’s virtual reality Coursing above the upper atmosphere An aurora of phlegms, rheums and bile, A flying sewer. And like their ancestors Who read Their tabloid In the stars people scan the refuse For the serial # of that high resolution T.V., Police scanner, or engine block; By bloodstain, Cigarette burn, bite mark; Reconnect with that bed sheet, Pizza crust, or scrap of rug; Or gawk at titanic strokes of fecal matter, Fields of shattered glass; galaxies of tumbling hard drives, main frames, and modems Or the heavens mulched With rotting books; worn tires Wobbling on the rim of Angular momentum; an apple haunting its core Hurtling in this desertified museum At Mach 4. Bundled strata of newsprint With HEADLINES Beaming back the misanthropy Of nationalist movements led By poor brown and black, their lapsarian descent Upon nationalizing a bank Or chemical plant, in the minds of readers Devolving to oxen Whose dung pauses in the field; No match for advertizer’s droppings Gobbled up by managing editors, Their collective intelligence The revolution of buccality; Offspring of Fortune’s fuck, Their “altruism” the turd of exploitation; Immune as numbers; Their canon The feculence of demagogues hurtling in a belt of Berettas, Armalites, & Galils; Makarovs, Mausers, & M-40s; Dragons, Cobras, & Bofor Bantams; Sams, Patriots, Grails, & Blowpipes, Hurtling in a synod Of spent ordnance, land mines, Severed limbs, Cosmic aerosols of bone and blood an ammo belt in a frozen grin; A strip of knuckles, A finger dangling from the firing pin. A mass grave spun into space; Eliot’s Thames bridge suspended between night’s pylons Pound’s kinema Of “broken statues” and “battered books”, Reduced to a celestial drive-in Of histrionic carnage. Olson’s tansy, Crane’s bridge Eructed into heaven. And Ginsberg chants his Plutonium Ode From the shoulder of Whitman’s positivist road. And a banner Unfurled in the attic Of earth’s upper atmosphere, “Science Discovers– Technology Makes– Man Conforms”, the prophetic shibboleth of the 1933 Chicago World’s Fair. And beneath a white tipped sleet of girders Twenty miles up Studded with sheet rock, styrofoam, Broken glass, Aluminum cans, eviscerated rats, Beneath the blizzard of disposable diapers, Coronas of surgical waste, halos of PCBs Print-outs of subversives, Aerosol cans, fiberglass insulation, And meteor showers of alkaline batteries; Beneath it all, and for the delight of all to see, forming the inner ring, Spent fuel rods Bundled like yarrow sticks hurled by fortune Into the upper atmosphere, Uroboros gulping its tail this nimbus, this closure; The way that is Advertised as the way is too narrow For the engorged snake; Chokes too soon on the money bone for von Neumann probes To evangelize the stars; too soon for the tabloid exposee, BEHIND BARS— ON MARS!!! M.I.T. graduates another 600 engineers, while below this nascent mortuary, Below this buccalic ballet, Below where intention and history have drifted to the antipodes; precipitate poles, slag washed from the mathematization of the goal; Below on its gravitational spit the orbits of fissionable material Decay. Once through the Pillar of Hercules the ship began to behave like a wave, A scythe of light, A tsunami for the end of the world. Boiled over the globe Crashed against A series of breaks, At Ypres, Vienna, Copenhagen, Nordhausen, Hiroshima, Bhopal, writhing in its Baconian trousers, Seat split; How would you expect suspenders to hang on a snake? the enlightenment like an eel in a sump Moistened by “interpretations” that are “Instrumental in constituting the field”, the rite of access By which the whole is lost, and the cost per unit carries the surcharge of everything else; a tax levied by the accidental that will not be modelled. Not by the bait and switch Of gate and switch; not by Chaos in a teapot; Not by nonlinearity’s dissipating party favors; Not by the Fuzzy Set: not by gene material spliced into a three-piece suit. Dawn is Uroboros shunting its skin; Waves are the filigree of Uroboros breathing. Ships behave the waves. Uroboros is closed and not closed; Eyes are in and out of being. Techne was to fire closure. When the kid drinks, to catch the water, He scatters his reflection. When he washes, he clots his eyes. He cracks the water Into the commutative and the noncommutative; telos to cross and cross, To stitch back the seas, so that the non-commutative sounds cryptic And the eye’s shrapnel is inoperable. Hey, Preach’! The scientist has beat your end time.
"Crimes of Passion"
"Work in Regress"
"Onionrings: Adding machines_Crisco"
"Collateral Damage, or The Death of Classics in America"
"How Dead Industrialists Dance, or Swing Time"
"Tale of the Tribe"
The poet's comments on his growing poem:
"Is Everyday Language Sufficient to Embody Everyday Experience?"