May 28, 2022

The murderous hubris of Western leaders

As reported by RT, May 27, 2022:

Western leaders believe themselves to be exceptional and are driven by delusions of grandeur and irrational fears, Russian Foreign Minister Sergey Lavrov outlined on Wednesday in an interview with RT Arabic.

“We know that our Western friends have many phobias, many complexes. They have a superiority complex, the infallibility complex, and I believe they also have some paranoia,” Lavrov insisted.

“Any process that does not include the West, which the West does not control, they perceive as opposition, a challenge to their dominance.” …

“The insolence of the Anglo-Saxon alliance has no bounds, and we find confirmation of that every day.” The West sends its envoys and emissaries every day to every capital without exception … to deliver ultimatums and to blackmail.”

Their attitude is nothing new and is the modern version of European colonialism, Lavrov continued. Fortunately, history favors a multilateral future for the world, so Western nations trying to preserve their dominant status are acting against the natural progress of humanity, he believes.


He left out "stupid" and "lazy", and driven by a conviction that prosperity depends on destabilization and war to create an unending market for arms dealers.

May 26, 2022

Progress hates you.

Rich essay by Paul Kingsnorth: “What Progress Wants”, discussing the work of Augusto Del Noce (†1989) as collected in English translation: The Crisis of Modernity (McGill–Queen’s University Press, 2015). Excerpts:

Modernity, in the final accounting, took aim at all authority, all tradition, everything rooted and everything past. Del Noce’s prediction, made decades ago, was that the end result of modernity’s revolutions would be the rise of a ‘new totalitarianism’. This time around it would not involve jackboots and uniforms. Instead, it would be a technocracy built on scientism and implemented by managerial elites, designed to ensure that order could continue after modernity had ripped up all former sources of authority and truth.

What Progress wants is the end of history.
What Progress wants is the end of transcendence.
What Progress wants is the death of God.
What Progress wants is permanent revolution.
What Progress wants is colonisation.
What Progress wants is the uprooting of everything.
What Progress wants is liberation from everything.
What Progress wants is to move beyond nature.
What Progress wants is to replace us.

Progress. The Machine. Moloch. Anti-Christ. The Technium. We are all grasping here, trying to name something we cannot see, but whose impacts we can feel undermining the foundations of everything we have known. Augusto Del Noce’s analysis of the modern revolution, and the rootless, spiritless, immanent world it had produced, pointed to the ultimate destination as both totalitarianism and nihilism.


Why, this is Hell, nor am I out of it.

—The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus, Christopher Marlowe

April 9, 2022

Tochmharc (wooing)

Dinneen (Foclóir Gaedhilge agus Béarla, 1927):

Tochmharc, a wooing or courtship, wooing, attention; a romance; from to-com-arc.

Tochra, bride-price, marriage-gift, wooing.

Marc, a mark or sign ...; a limit, what is aimed at; a fixed date or time, a turn ...
Marc, a horse.

Margadh, a bargain, esp. a good bargain, a contract or agreement ...; buying or selling, a market.

MacBain (Etymological Dictionary of the Gaelic Language, 1911):

tochmharc, (obsolete) a wooing, so Irish, Old Irish tochmarc: *to-com-arc; see for root iomchorc.

iomchorc, regards, salutation, petition, also Gaelic, Irish iomchomharc, Old Irish imchomarc, interrogatio, salutatio: *imm-com-arc-, from arc, ask,

tochar, tochradh, dowry; cf. Old Irish tochur, placing, from cuire, put. The idea is “something assigned to one.”

eDIL (Electronic Dictionary of the [Medieval] Irish Langauge):

imchomarc. verbal noun of imm-comairc. (a) the act of enquiring about; question, enquiry, interrogation. (b) enquiry (concerning health), greeting, salutation. (c) asking (a request); a petition, boon ...

tochra. verbal noun of do-cren. payment made by bridegroom to bride or bride's father.

do-cren. verb: purchases.

Dinneen:

Cómhárach, a contract.
Im-, iom-, about, around, circum-, amphi-; as intensive, very; in Old Irish it had the effect of a reflexive.

Tochur, putting placing, deliver. See tochar.

Tochar, a journey, meeting or conflict, a crowd.

Tacar, act of collecting, glearning, providing; ... a contrivance, art or pretence

O’Reilly (An Irish-English Dictionary, 1864):

Tochmhaire, a marriage treaty, espousal.

Tochradh, a gift, present reward, portion, dowry, jointure, wealth.

Conclusion:

Tochmharc seems to be a shortened contraction of tochra-cómhárach, a bride-price contract.

February 19, 2022

Faoi “Lámh, Lámh Eile” le Alan Titley

Is fathach é an fear Mama Seoighe, lucht siúl araon, ach teascadh ceann láimh as. Sheolann sí Shamus, cigire príobhóideach, ar gogaille gó ar fud tíre na hÉireann chun a fear a lorg, ach is baille eile iad a fhaigheann Shamus: cois i gCorcaí, lámh eile i nGaillimh, cloigeann ar spíce i nDoire – ar nós Óisíris, b’fhéidir, tríd an oíche. Ansin, tagainn an corp féin, beo seachas taibhse, os comhair Shamus ina oifig i mBaile Átha Cliath, corrán in ionad leathláimh. Tá sé an-bhuíoch de Shamus agus réidh do díoltas a imirt. Samhlaítear go bhuil a fhonn go mbeadh Shamus ansin mar finné, ach ní thagann dó an t-am nó an áit.

Ach tá imirt eile ar siúl leis an mafia Rúiseach. Tá cath mór i gceist idir dhá clann, cosúil leis na seanscéalta, agus teasctha ag na Rúisigh an lámh as An Seoigheach ar son an clann eile. Agus thóg siad an iníon Sheoighe mar duais an chomórtais. Ansin ar maidin an Luain: an díoltas sa fhuil catha, an tarrtháil, an díoltas eile. Tá cóir ar bhealach éigin ann. Fillean an teaghlach Sheoighe le chéile arís. Agus fillean Shamus a bhaile ach caithfidh a chailín féin a dul ag obair.

Tá saghas draíocht san urscéal seo agus go lear spraoi leis an teanga agus an turas timpeall an tír.

(Lámh, Lámh Eile le Alan Titley: Cló Iar-Chonnacht, 2018.)

February 13, 2022

Medicofascist mass-formation

“El Rucio” writes on Twitter:

The challenge for those responsible for 2 years of medicofascist lockdown and coercion, now that it is increasingly recognized to have been criminally useless, is to continue rallying their compliant servants against those who did not "follow the rules" –  [cont'd]

even against those who are only now giving up on them, pushing away the fear, not listening anymore, living their lives again. [cont'd]

The psychotic mass-formation is shifting from fear to resentment. The compliant aren't getting any reward beyond a self-satisfaction that is increasingly meaningless. To compensate, they need to see the less compliant punished. [cont'd]

As if everyone has not been punished already for 2 years.) The urgency for those responsible, however, is that more and more people know that /they/ should be punished. [cont'd]

They will go to war, they will destroy the economy, they will continue to destroy people's lives and livelihoods to avoid what is their due. The medicofascists are making their last desperate stand as full-throated fascists to stop that. And so they clinch their fates. [cont'd]

The truth of "The Pandemic" is now clear to all. Or rather, it is now being spoken openly and loudly, and those who did so much harm to people, to civilization itself, can no longer suppress it. The balance of power is shifting back to the people, [cont'd]

who have been openly denigrated and dismissed and mocked and abused by their own governments – and the entire courtier class (cf Gleichschaltung) – since 2016.

February 12, 2022

Bhí fuil le tarraingt anseo.

Is cinnte go raibh sleáin acu, corráin chomh maith. Pící is piocóidí. Duáin chasta is bacáin bhéinse. Crochaí tógála agus crúcaí lúbtha. B’fhéidir go raibh camáin acu go fiú. Is cleitheacha ailpín. Smachtíní smeartha. Maidí murail. Bataí bacaigh. Ba leor aon leathfhéachaint amháin. Bhí fuil le tarraingt anseo. Iad ar son aghaidh a thabairt ar a chéile. Gan rialacha, ba dhóigh liom.

Lámh, Lámh Eile le Alan Titley (Cló Iar-Chonnacht, 2018)

February 7, 2022

Lá an díoltais

 ‘An díoltas seo, cad a bheidh ann?’

Thóg sé meandar go bhfásfadh an cheist isteach ina aghaidh. Shíl mé ar an neomat sin go raibh sé cosúil le fear rince Ghaelaigh, marbh ón gcom aníos, go dtí gur dhúisigh sé.

‘Beidh le fáinne an lae,’ ar seisean. ‘Ní hé an lá amárach atá i gceist agam, ach lá an tsléibhe. Lá na cinniúna. Lá an luain. Lá a bheicfear an sleánaitheoir ag teacht ina charbad. Lá an bháire. An lá ruabhán. Lá coillte. Lá coillidh. Lá na marbh. Lá chligeann bliana. Lá fiaigh. Lá córa. Lá gach coise tinne. Lá Thadhg na dTaodann. Lá na sprice seirbhe. Lá an chuntais. An lá go gcuirfear an ceart ina shuí. An lá go luath. Lá an díoltais.’

Bhain siar asam, agus in ainneoin na doircheachta, bhí an seomra lán le solas an teasa.

‘Cé tá igceist?’ d’fhiafraigh mé chomh séimh is a d’fhéadfainn tar éis don fhuarloch imeacht tharm.

‘Na Mac Donnchadhadhaigh,’ ar seisean, agus snag in ghlór, ‘cé eile? Na focdonachúaigh, na focandonachuntaigh, na donachuntaigh siar amach, na micídonas, na macdunnasachaí gránna, na donadhonnachachuntachímhacdonchaílíochaí a bhain an lámh díom. Cé eile?’

Lámh, Lámh Eile le Alan Titley (Cló Iar-Chonnacht, 2018)