Thursday, December 9, 2010
Pedagogy for the Repressed
Pedagogy for the Repressed (Dialectic)
My daily school work-program & service-
project depends on the grinding of strangers
—the antagonism of others: resistance &
opposition of friends & neighbors so as to
be trying to put IT in play, so as to see what
there is to see re the progress of contraries &
emerging values & phenomena rising like
mergansers from the truly engaged tangle &
tango of diverse points of viewing.
* Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than
nurse un-acted desires, says Wm. Blake.
* Improvement makes strait roads, but the
crooked roads with out Improvement, are
roads of Genius.
* Where man is not, nature is barren.
* Truth can never be told so as to be
understood, and not be believ'd.
* Enough! or Too much.
* If a fool persist in his ways he becomes wise and
* The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Favorite proverbs bound to be mistaken,
knocking on the doors of homeland securities,
threatening peace & stability in the popular
mind-set & body politic.
HOW is the wisdom of these our
humanities-division nostrums to be
recognized, seeing as they must go
against the reign? Dia-bolical:
throwing common sense across
the rooms for play, so to speak.
EITHER such verbal pyrotechnical terrorist
tactics provoke & compel (turn them up,
put them in game), OR they threaten whirl
peace and measurable account-ability.
Gut winces: signals my visceral turbulence
at the potential de-& reconstruction of belief
& bias, my systemic prejudicial convictions.
Demoralizing no doubt, and who’s to say
whether it’s ruin or renewal or beyond my
goodies & evils?
Risky business knocking out the floors of
Miss Conceptions, abusing me to scan me;
I’ll have grounds more relative than these:
the PLAY's the thing wherein to catch the
conscience of the kin.