GR translation: his hundred glass bureaus about the SS circuit

[Bekah]

That is,  phrase by phrase,  an incredible passage.

Bekah 

On May 24, 2013, at 9:27 AM, Mark Kohut <markekohut at yahoo.com> wrote:

> Vintage 1920s Leaded Glass Bureau Bookcase/Desk CAN DELIVER
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> as Bekah says. ( No link but put whole phrase into Google or Bing, if interested.
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> And the beauty, the pure verbal beauty of the whole phrase to (and beyond) "Sequins of wake"
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> Sequins Of Wake - Image Results
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> No grandeur but rationalized into this. Reduced to sequins.  More magnificence.
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> I guess it is time to reread GR.
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> From: Bekah <bekah0176 at sbcglobal.net>
> To: Mike Jing <gravitys.rainbow.cn at gmail.com> 
> Cc: Pynchon Mailing List <pynchon-l at waste.org> 
> Sent: Friday, May 24, 2013 11:42 AM
> Subject: Re: GR translation: his hundred glass bureaus about the SS circuit
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> My only guess is that the hundred glass bureaus are just cabinets with segmented glass doors - like science classes had - that they keep small equipment in.  Kind of like this: 
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> http://www.justscandinavian.com/cabinets-bureaus/snow-cabinet-e-with-glass-doors.html
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> And  the whole phrase or two:  "… meek as his hundred glass the hundred glass bureaus about the SS circuit—  located in time and space always just to miss grandeur..."  refers to the idea that these bureaus are located throughout the Secret Service offices and none will ever be important. 
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> As I said, that's just my only guess. 
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> Bekah
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> On May 23, 2013, at 7:44 PM, Mike Jing <gravitys.rainbow.cn at gmail.com> wrote:
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> > P328.29-329-2    It’s been a long time now since the two men have seen each other. Last time they spoke was during the move from Peenemünde down here to the Mittelwerke. Weissmann is probably dead by now. Even in Südwest, 20 years ago, before Enzian could even speak his language, he’d seen that: a love for the last explosion—the lifting and the scream that peaks past fear. . . . Why should Weissmann want to survive the war? Surely he’d have found something splendid enough to match his thirst. It could not have ended for him rationalized and meek as his hundred glass bureaus about the SS circuit—located in time and space always just to miss grandeur, only to be in its vacuum, to be tugged slightly along by its slipstream but finally left to lie still again in a few tarnished sequins of wake. Bürgerlichkeit played to Wagner, the brasses faint and mocking, the voices of the strings drifting in and out of phase. . . .
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> > What exactly are these "glass bureaus"?
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