July 30, 2010
July 20, 2010
Certain inexorable trends
And what made it extraordinarily clever [...] was that this project would not even be a struggle as such. They would not have to defeat any adversary or overcome any obstacle - merely ride along with certain inexorable trends. All they [...] had to do was notice these trends.Neal Stephenson, Quicksilver, p224
Labels: money
July 19, 2010
Live like there's no tomorrow
...propaganda was above all effective where it was building upon, not countering, already existing values and mentalities.Ian Kershaw, The "Hitler Myth": Image and Reality in the Third Reich, p4
July 18, 2010
The mistress of the house
hate has quite eaten her up inside. but the pleasure of ownership has remained.
Labels: jelinek elfriede
July 17, 2010
Unenlightened self-interest
Due to a 7-yr old house guest have only been to a bar once in the past month, and thus spent no time listening to people who drink, smoke, eat too much, exercise too little and carry too much debt complaining how stupid ‘the masses’ are for not acting in their own interests.
July 16, 2010
The hate grows ever bigger
the grandmother's role is the soothing role.
that's why granny is liked so much by the children. granny is always disliked by husband and wife, because she interferes.
her own husband, the grandad, hates granny, first of all because he always already hated her when he was younger, which an old much-loved habit, which one cannot give up so easily, and one keeps up this hatred in old age, because what does one have in old age after all, nothing except one's good old tried tested hate.
and the hate grows ever bigger, because the granny has long ago lost her only capital, a beauty which was perhaps present. granny was devalued. grandad, the worn out old duffer, long ago lost the other younger women to other worn out but younger men, who are still able to earn a living.
the younger women won't risk their secure existence at the side of these younger men for an old bugger like him.
so grandad too dies away, more slowly and more drawn-out than his almost-dead wife, but anyhow; dying is dying, lost is lost and gone. and one's own wife will always remind one of the decline from young lad to dirty old man.
Labels: age, jelinek elfriede, relationships
July 15, 2010
The better life of others
but paula goes on looking at the better world, wherever she can grab hold of it, no matter where, in the cinema or with a summer visitor. but it always only the better life of others, never her own.
Labels: happiness, jelinek elfriede
July 14, 2010
Wonderful times
terrible, this slow dying. and the husbands and the wives die away together, the husband does get a bit of variety, he watches over his wife like a watchdog outside, he watches over her as she dies, and from the inside the wife watches over the husband, the female summer visitors, her daughter and the housekeeping money, which must not be boozed away. and from the outside the man watches over his wife, the male summer visitors, his daughter and the housekeeping money, so that he can divert some for his boozing. and so they die in mutual dependence. and the daughter can hardly wait, to be allowed to die at last also, and the parents are already going shopping for the daughter's death: sheets and towels and dish clothes and a used refrigerator. then at least she'll stay dead but fresh.
Labels: jelinek elfriede, relationships
July 05, 2010
Blurbs that work
The setting is an idyllic Alpine village where a woman's underwear factory nestles in the woods.
Two factory workers, Brigitte and Paula, dream and talk about finding happiness, a comfortable home and a good man. They realize that their quest will be as hard as work at the factory. Brigitte subordinates her feelings and goes for Heinz, a young, plump, up-and-coming businessman. With Paula, feelings and dreams become confused. She gets pregnant by Erich, the forestry worker. He's handsome, so they marry.
Brigitte gets it right. Paula gets it wrong.Back cover of Women As Lovers, Elfriede Jelinek
Labels: jelinek elfriede, relationships
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