Una muestra interesante de arte creado por esquizofrénicos, compilada por una investigadora brasilera: [Galería]

Los links están mal en el site, aquí los corrijo:

[Wain] [Anónimo] [Anónimo] [Anónimo] [Kessel] [Kurelek] [Kurelek] [Kurelek] [Kurelek] [Kurelek [Kurelek] [Kurelek] [Kurelek]

Más sobre Louis Wain: [link] [link] [link] [link] [link]

Más sobre William Kurelek (finalmente lo encontré): [link] [link] [link]
[The Maze] [Out of the Maze] [link]

Y ya que estamos,
Cynthia Pell: [link] [link] [link]
Charles Sims Ra: [link] [link]

PBF

Computadora hidro-keynesiana:

(...) The MONIAC was approximately two meters high, 1.2 meters wide and almost a meter deep, and consisted of a series of transparent plastic tanks and pipes which were fastened to a wooden board. Each tank represented some aspect of the UK national economy and the flow of money around the economy was illustrated by coloured water. At the top of the board was a large tank called the treasury. Water [i.e. money] flowed from the treasury to other tanks representing the various ways in which a country could spend its money. For example, there were tanks for health, and education. To increase spending on health care a tap could be opened to drain water from the treasury to the tank which represented health spending. Water then ran further down the model to other tanks, representing other interactions in the economy. Water could be pumped back to the treasury from some of the tanks to represent taxation. Changes in tax rates were modeled by increasing or decreasing pumping speeds. (...) [link]

Addendum: Ver también esto

(...) That would make Helacyton gartleri an example of speciation, which is when a new species is observed developing from another. In this case, the development is from a chordate (homo sapien) to something that's more like an ameoba (a cross-phylum mutation), giving us an animal with a mostly human genotype, but which does not develop into a human-like phenotype. (...) [link] [link]

So what did you think happened to your
childhood imaginary friend, anyway?

disparador de pensamientos

We live in a different world now - we got too much fun, too many distractions. I don't believe in fun. I'm too obsessive-compulsive to have fun. Fun's for normal people. Sometimes I look around at a party and I go, "Look at those jerks over there, actually having fun." That's incredible. They're so fucking well adjusted that they're enjoying this situation with the loud music and too many people. To me, there are so many existential factors that are so deeply disturbing about that scene that I couldn't possibly imagine how people have fun at something like that.

Extraído de una entrevista semireciente a Crumb en The Guardian (está mal organizada, hay que ir siguiendo los links). [link 1] [link 2]

Obviamente no dejar de ver el documental. Se encuentra en el emule (comics escaneados también!). Otros: [link] [link] [link] (No perderse 'City of the Future' aquí).

Santa Fe Institute

John Lilly pasó por el MK-Ultra, inventó el tanque de privación sensorial, experimentó con diversos alucinógenos y fue pionero en la investigación del lenguaje de los delfines ... actividades no necesariamente separadas entre sí:

So I took ketamine by the tank at Marine World in Redwood City. I got into the tank, and I had a microphone near my head and an underwater speaker that went down into the dolphin tank. My microphone hit their loudspeaker underwater. So I waited. Then I began to feel that I was in direct contact with them, and when one of them whistled, a long whistle, it went from my feet right up tomy head. I went straight out of my body.They took me to the dolphin group mind. Boy, that was scary! I shouted and carried on. I said, "I can't even handle one dolphin, much less a group mind of dolphins!"

(...)

Have you ever given ketamine to a dolphin?

John Lilly: No. I gave them acid to see if it would knock out their respiration. It didn't. I couldn't understand what was happening to them on LSD except for one thing they did. They turned around along the tank at the same time, and suddenly they turned their beaks down and turned on their sonar straight downwards. I remember on my first acid trip the floor suddenly disappeared, and I saw the stars on the other side of the earth. So I stamped my foot on the floor to find it. That's what they were doing.

Qué llevó a este tipo a estudiar los delfines? simple:

While experimenting with sensory deprivation and LSD and ketamine, Lilly came to believe that he was in psychic contact with the aliens of what he called the Earth Coincidence Control Office (ECCO). The aliens were guiding events in Lilly's life to lead him to work with dolphins, which were psychic conduits between aliens and humans. The aliens are acting for the survival of organic lifeforms against artificial intelligences, called solid state lifeforms.

[link] [link] [link]

El videojuego "Ecco the dolphin" tendrá algo que ver? Si.

For several minutes Petrov held a phone in one hand and an intercom in the other as alarms continued blaring, red lights blinking, and the computers reporting that U.S. missiles were on their way. In the midst of this horrific chaos and terror, the prospect of the end of civilization itself, Petrov made an historic decision not to alert higher authorities, believing in his gut and hoping with all that is sacred, that contrary to what all the sophisticated equipment was reporting, this alarm was an error.
“I didn’t want to make a mistake,” Petrov said, “I made a decision and that was it.” The Daily Mail wrote, “Had Petrov cracked and triggered a response, Soviet missiles would have rained down on U.S. cities. In turn, that would have brought a devastating response from the Pentagon.”
(...)
Petrov said,“After it was over, I drank half a liter of vodka as if it were only a glass, and slept for 28 hours”. [link] [link]

[link]

MacArthur said he had a plan that would have won the war in 10 days: “I would have dropped 30 or so atomic bombs . . . strung across the neck of Manchuria”. Then he would have introduced half a million Chinese Nationalist troops at the Yalu and then “spread behind us - from the Sea of Japan to the Yellow Sea - a belt of radioactive cobalt . . . it has an active life of between 60 and 120 years. For at least 60 years there could have been no land invasion of Korea from the North.” He was certain that the Russians would have done nothing about this extreme strategy: “My plan was a cinch” [link]

La primera vez que leí la poesía anterior de Bukowski fue en el segundo número del Culto de la Larva. Una publicación de la época de los BBS's en aquella Argentina menemoide-gibsoniana :) De ser posible leerlas en modo texto 80x25 (con el amifont!), saboreando lentamente cada pgdown.

I Met A Genius

I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.

it was the first time I'd
realized
that.

C. Bukowski

Hace poco encontré un par de entrevistas a Robin Wood, guionista de D'Artagnan, Nippur, etc. , revistas de historietas altamente populares, en las que firmaba con su nombre real y varios seudonimos (porque "quedaba mal" que siempre firmase el mismo). No sabía nada del tipo y resulto ser un personaje muy interesante.

Y así empecé: escribía, escribía, escribía y me alquile un departamento; estuve un año, y le avise a la editorial que me iba. Y me dicen:"Robin, ud.tiene acá un futuro, una carrera..."; "Disculpenme, pero yo me pase cuatro años en fabricas, entrando a las seis de la mañana y saliendo a las seis de la tarde, o sea, que veia el sol los domingos: laburaba de lunes a sabados. Me voy. Lo que puedo hacer es enviarles guiones por correo." Eso nunca se había hecho. Al final, aceptaron probarlo. Me fui a Europa en un barco carguero, y desde ahí les mandaba los guiones por correo.

[entrevista 1] [entrevista 2]

Mis preferidos eran Gilgamesh, Nippur, Dax, Dago y Savarese.

Ver algo hecho por David Firth implica necesariamente no parar hasta devorar todo lo que hizo... y luego querer más.

Gerda Taro.

Documento desclasificado de la embajada de USA en Moscú, Mayo del 82. Extraigo a partir de la página 7 debajo de "The Soviet Ruling Class" (las negritas son mías):

• Brezhnev and his generation of soviet leaders are the beneficiaries of the stalin terror, if only by surviving it. They are the products of a political school beside which the mafia pales in comparison. In many cases these men quite literally built their careers on the bodies of more competent, but less politically agile (or lucky) colleagues. Their principal attributes were obedience, political loyalty, ruthlessness, and the ability to produce results without counting the cost. The men they have selected and trained as subordinates are the second generation inheritors of the stalin legacy. In many cases, they are old enough to remember the terror. In addition, they remember the war; indeed, they tend to apply the experience of the war in situations very different from those of the 1940's
• The soviet elite has very shallow roots. It is no exaggeration to say that many of its members are only a generation or two removed from their peasant origins. In the twenties, the soviets purged almost all technically competent people in russia and replaced them with hastility-trained and inexperienced personnel who were suddenly placed into positions of great responsability and power. This upward social mobility was maintained by the massive Stalin Purges. However, mobility has all but disappeared during the brezhnev years and been replaced by a vast army of parvenu officials intent on preserving their newly elevated status.
• Members of the soviet elite live in a bizarre world of cinderella privileges. The considerable creature comforts they enjoy (choice apartments, cars, dachas, special stores, etc.) are only the perquisites of their positions and can vanish if political status is lost. Unlike members of elites in the west, they cannot convert their status into real property which can be enjoyed at leisure or passed on to their heirs. The soviet elite must therefore perpetuate itself in positions of power because it cannot perpetuate itself in ownership of property. The result is a fanatic dedication to job tenure and to obtaining advancement for their children through influence peddling


Ya lo predijo el viejo León en "La Revolucion Traicionada" (entre tantas otras cosas):

"Los privilegios, que no se pueden legar a los hijos pierden la mitad de su valor; y el derecho de testar es inseparable del derecho de la propiedad. No basta ser director de trust, hay que ser accionista. La victoria de la burocracia en ese sector decisivo crearía una nueva clase poseedora."

Creo este blog para ahorrarme circular por mail entre gente conocida citas, fragmentos, links, etc, con los que me voy topando. Textos mios u opiniones se mantendrán en el mínimo número posible. Esto es un simple tributo ecléctico y experimental al menor esfuerzo.