/lit/ - Literature

Holy fuck the shit posting in this thread.

Here are good some good commentators on progressive thinking - a synthesis of left and right and beyond the banal division.

Not exhaustive and a mixture of alive and dead.

David Graeber
Murry Bookchin
Bruno Latour
John Berger
Susan Sontag
B.R Ambedkar
Roberto Unger
Camille Paglia
Maurizio Ferraris
Hannah Arendt
Arundati Roy
Vandana Shiva
Theodore Adonor
Max Weber
*meme alert* but not really meme -slavoj zizek
Walter Benjamin
Franz Kafka
Roland Barthes
Jurgen Habermas
Peter Theil

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by example, if you came to me and said: "hey, i'm interested in learning about utopian thought in the western world, but i don't have a whole lot of time. build me a reading list for both its theoretical and political implications." i would retort:

for the theoretical:
frank manuel/fritzie manuel, "utopian thought in the western world"
greogry claeys, "dystopia"

for the political:
mark mazower, "governing the world"
henry kissinger, "world order"

and for a more time consuming but seminal series/work:
eric vogelin, "order and history"--vols. I-V
sheldon wolin, "politics and vision"


between the first four books--and as an educator i always encourage to read more/primary sources, but you don't even need to do so if you really don't want to--you will cover an extraordinary amount of ground, and will become one of the more educated human beings on the subject. with the introduction of the last series, i would say you could feign expertise; with enough discipline, you could do all this in a month or less, and probably buy yourself 50 years of an otherwise useless dedicated milling about.

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Aussitôt que l'idée du Déluge se fut rassise,
Un lièvre s'arrêta dans les sainfoins et les clochettes mouvantes et dit sa prière à l'arc-en-ciel à travers la toile de l'araignée.
Oh ! les pierres précieuses qui se cachaient, − les fleurs qui regardaient déjà.
Dans la grande rue sale les étals se dressèrent, et l'on tira les barques vers la mer étagée là-haut comme sur les gravures.
Le sang coula, chez Barbe-Bleue, − aux abattoirs, − dans les cirques, où le sceau de Dieu blêmit les fenêtres. Le sang et le lait coulèrent.