मेघदूत: "नीचैर्गच्छत्युपरि च दशा चक्रनेमिक्रमेण"

समर्थ शिष्या अक्का : "स्वामीच्या कृपाप्रसादे हे सर्व नश्वर आहे असे समजले. पण या नश्वरात तमाशा बहुत आहे."

G C Lichtenberg: “It is as if our languages were confounded: when we want a thought, they bring us a word; when we ask for a word, they give us a dash; and when we expect a dash, there comes a piece of bawdy.”

C. P. Cavafy: "I’d rather look at things than speak about them."

Martin Amis: “Gogol is funny, Tolstoy in his merciless clarity is funny, and Dostoyevsky, funnily enough, is very funny indeed; moreover, the final generation of Russian literature, before it was destroyed by Lenin and Stalin, remained emphatically comic — Bunin, Bely, Bulgakov, Zamyatin. The novel is comic because life is comic (until the inevitable tragedy of the fifth act);...”

सदानंद रेगे: "... पण तुकारामाची गाथा ज्या धुंदीनं आजपर्यंत वाचली जात होती ती धुंदी माझ्याकडे नाहीय. ती मला येऊच शकत नाही याचं कारण स्वभावतःच मी नास्तिक आहे."

".. त्यामुळं आपण त्या दारिद्र्याच्या अनुभवापलीकडे जाऊच शकत नाही. तुम्ही जर अलीकडची सगळी पुस्तके पाहिलीत...तर त्यांच्यामध्ये त्याच्याखेरीज दुसरं काही नाहीच आहे. म्हणजे माणसांच्या नात्यानात्यांतील जी सूक्ष्मता आहे ती क्वचित चितारलेली तुम्हाला दिसेल. कारण हा जो अनुभव आहे... आपले जे अनुभव आहेत ते ढोबळ प्रकारचे आहेत....."

Kenneth Goldsmith: "In 1969 the conceptual artist Douglas Huebler wrote, “The world is full of objects, more or less interesting; I do not wish to add any more.”1 I’ve come to embrace Huebler’s ideas, though it might be retooled as “The world is full of texts, more or less interesting; I do not wish to add any more.” It seems an appropriate response to a new condition in writing today: faced with an unprecedented amount of available text, the problem is not needing to write more of it; instead, we must learn to negotiate the vast quantity that exists. How I make my way through this thicket of information—how I manage it, how I parse it, how I organize and distribute it—is what distinguishes my writing from yours."

Tom Wolfe: "The first line of the doctors’ Hippocratic oath is ‘First, do no harm.’ And I think for the writers it would be: ‘First, entertain.’"

विलास सारंग: "… इ. स. 1000 नंतर ज्या प्रकारची संस्कृती रुढ झाली , त्यामध्ये साधारणत्व व विश्वात्मकता हे गुण प्राय: लुप्त झाले...आपली संस्कृती अकाली विश्वात्मक साधारणतेला मुकली आहे."

Saturday, April 07, 2007

To hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner

When in college, I read the late Prabhakar Padhye’s Marathi book “Manav Aani Marks”.

It taught me a lot of things.

For example, how alienation is not necessarily bad for mankind. How? If not for alienation, Tukaram might not have written his Gatha. (The greatest book in Marathi and one of the best in the world).

I read in it Marxism’s ultimate goal: “In communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity...society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner, just as I have in mind, without ever becoming hunter, herdsman or critic.” This was very charming. I have never ever got over this.

Although I still did not know what Marxism was, I became more Marxist after reading all this!

The Economist (Christmas Special Double issue of 2002) has a good essay on Marx. It says Marxism as a system of government is dead or dying but as a system of ideas, its future looks secure. Lord Meghnad Desai, author of “Marx's Revenge”, argues that Marx was misunderstood and that the great man was right about far more than he is given credit for.

When Lisa Simpson tells her father ( [3F03] 'Lisa the Vegetarian' Original airdate: 15-Oct-95): " While I was gone I got some really good advice from Paul and Linda McCartney." Her father Homer Simpson says: "Rock stars. Is there anything they don't know?".

Similarly Gandhi and Marx have commented on just about everything under the sun. Much more than even prophets.

I wonder if there is any comment from Marx on this specific “tired, rundown feeling”. Also, will these guys ever get a chance to hunt or fish?

Artist : Mario Micossi The New Yorker 10 Oct 1964
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