Saturday, April 24, 2010

Dalla Biblioteca Civile

My computer's in the repair shop, getting a new Optical Drive, Logic Board, and Ram (?), thanks to Apple's inimitable three-year warranty--The repairman even came to my apartment and took it away with him, and will return it, good as new, hopefully by the middle of next week. I'm a little apprehensive about the prodigious amount of smut stored on my hard-drive--But, oh, well, I can only hope that my repairman is enough of a man of the world not to go snooping through my history and documents....

By Proclamation of the Emperor Augustus:


Today is Male Prostitute Day. Time to celebrate Family Values--thinking, of course, of all those Patrician Youths who are not being hit on, because their would-be seducers are distracted by those brave young Plebeian Ganymedes-for-hire. This reminds me of something else--something Biblical in fact: How the non-sodomitical denizens of Sodom "exposed a Matron, to prevent worse rape." "Worse rape" (than of one's own wife or daughters) being of course the rape of Angels of the Lord. Indeed. The mind reels. Given that the Angels of the Lord are man-angels, and that the only way to rape them would be per anum--a devastating prospect for a heavenly being--we are lucky indeed that those original, sodomitic Sodomites were willing to settle for a non-virgin, slightly used matron. If, that is, the Old Testament (Leviticus, is it?) is to be believed on this point. Myself, knowing what Sodomites are like, I doubt it. In fact I disbelieve it. Certainly, if I had caught a glimpse of some Angels of the Lord, and I were clamoring at the gates, demanding that the enticing creatures be sent out, in order that I might "know" them, I would scarcely allow myself to be put off, and my burning unnatural lust diverted, by the exposure of a mere matron. Sorry, guys, that might seem plausible to heterosexuals, but it shows a basic misunderstanding of the nature of actual Sodomites, who are not just marking time, clamoring at the gates after Angels, when what they really want (poor, silly confused Sodomites) are matrons: Real, sodomític Sodomites would as soon have sex with a dead goat as with a matron. Straight people just cannot understand this, but it's true.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Reading, Reading....

I am buoyed up and wafted o'er the Ocean of Consciousness lately on a Raft of Books: Michel de Montaigne's Journal de Voyage (of a journey he made in 1580 -- '81 from France, through Switzerland, Germany [and I think Austria], northern Italy, and back to Gascony--basically going from spa to spa, looking for a cure for the [Kidney] Stone[s] which so tormented and "unwenched" him. It's a wonderful book to pick up and nibble at from time to time--and sometimes to sit for an hour or so and make a whole meal of); Daniel Heartz's Music in European Capitals (which I supplement by going online and downloading from YouTube examples of the music referred to--things as enchanting as symphonies of Sammartini, operas of Hasse and Graun, violin concertos of Tartini and LeClair, and even "choral" finales [such as Mozart and da Ponte are mistakenly thought to have invented] from operas by Galuppi and Goldoni); K blows top, by Peter Carlson (an eminently readable account of Krushchev's trips to America in 1959 and 1960, and a very good, concise history of Krushchev's rôle in Russian and international politics); Anthony Bourdain's Kitchen Confidential (a funny, exquisitely well-written, perfectly scandalous memoir of a contemporary chef de cuisine); and [last but by no means least] Art Without Borders by Ben-Ami Scharfenstein, which contains much of peculiar interest to me personally.