on money (in the abstract)

[Ian Livingston]

Just so. E.g., Jay Gould and his cadre of uber-industrialist profiteers.

On Mon, Nov 28, 2011 at 6:50 AM, Mark Kohut <markekohut at yahoo.com> wrote:
> nothing new...but this terrif particular quote speaks to a particular
> historical theme of Pynchon's:....late 1800s when the Big Bad Shit
> started in the West, in the U.S...............
> From: Ian Livingston <igrlivingston at gmail.com>
> To: Michael Bailey <michael.lee.bailey at gmail.com>
> Cc: P-list <pynchon-l at waste.org>
> Sent: Monday, November 28, 2011 1:38 AM
> Subject: Re: on money (in the abstract)
>
> "God wept; but that mattered little to an unbelieving age; what
> mattered most was that the world wept and still is weeping and blind
> with tears and blood. For there began to rise in America in 1876 a new
> capitalism and a new enslavement of labor." --W. E. B. Du Bois
>
> As the preacher said, "There is nothing new under the sun."
>
> On Sun, Nov 27, 2011 at 9:38 PM, Michael Bailey
> <michael.lee.bailey at gmail.com> wrote:
>> the weight of explanatory memes being propelled by the windbags of the
>> free-marketeers is light enough to float on the sea of bullcrap they
>> live and move and have their being in...
>>
>> in the relatively clear waters of the p-list, however, the lit-crit
>> and values-clarification skills of inveterate readers attach to these
>> justifications and chew them up...
>>
>> and alice prepares them in savory form for such digestion (you can get
>> anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant)
>>
>
>
>
> --
> "Less than any man have I  excuse for prejudice; and I feel for all
> creeds the warm sympathy of one who has come to learn that even the
> trust in reason is a precarious faith, and that we are all fragments
> of darkness groping for the sun. I know no more about the ultimates
> than the simplest urchin in the streets." -- Will Durant
>
>
>



-- 
"Less than any man have I  excuse for prejudice; and I feel for all
creeds the warm sympathy of one who has come to learn that even the
trust in reason is a precarious faith, and that we are all fragments
of darkness groping for the sun. I know no more about the ultimates
than the simplest urchin in the streets." -- Will Durant