“To sit in this awful mess and maybe smoke some dope and watch some innocuous shit on a dumb glass tube and feel fine about it and know there’s really nothing you have to do, ever, but feel your warm friend’s silent content. You don’t feel guilty about not fighting a war or carrying signs to protest it either. We’ve just mastered the life of doing nothing, which when you think about it, may be the hardest thing of all to do.”
― Jim Carroll, “The Basketball Diaries”
Several important(ish) things happened on this day:
Occultist/spirit medium/John Dee BFF Sir Edward Kelley was born in 1555. Kelley claimed to possess the secret of turning base metals into gold, using the Philosopher’s Stone. Kelley claimed a lot of things.
The late author and punk musician Jim Carroll was born. Carroll’s 1978 autobiography, The Basketball Diaries, was later made into a movie starring Leonardo DiSomethingorother.
Another of Carroll’s most famous works is the song “The People Who Died,” which has been featured in such varied productions as 1985’s Tuff Turf, 2004’s Dawn of the Dead, and the 1st season of Mr. Robot:
Frank Herbert’s Dune was first published in 1965. If you are so lucky to have a 1st edition hardcover copy, it is worth upwards of $7,000. I also heard they made some sort of movie based on it at some point.
Charles Whitman went on his shooting rampage from the University of Texas in Austin tower in 1966. The crime was the inspiration for the highly recommended 1968 Peter Bogdanovich film Targets, which improbably managed to fit Boris Karloff within the overall narrative as aging horror movie actor Byron Orlok.
Bonus: Targets manages to squeeze in Jack Nicholson in the opening scene, sort of:
MTV first ran the Buggles music video “Video Killed The Radio Star” in 1981. Sounds like a conspiracy to kill the Radio Star, to me.
Now that we’ve gotten this all out of the way (to satisfy my OCD), let’s take a “temperature” of the world at large, shall we?
Well, today is also Lammas, a Christian(ish) holiday which is also the Neopagan day Lughnasadh. The Cliffs Notes version of the holiday is that it’s about the First Harvest—which boils down to the basic esoteric concept that ye reap what ye sow.
In the world at present we seem to be witnessing a lot of ye reap, ye sow situations, happening in the most excruciating slo-mo train wreck possible. And as I’ve stated in yesterday’s Daily Eris, I’d like to stay out of it as much as possible.
I regularly consult a tarot deck called the Psychic Tarot For the Heart by John Holland, which I highly recommend if that’s your thing. And one card I have kept pulling for the last 2 weeks is “Choose Your Battles.”
This seems like good advice to me. What battles are truly yours, and what battles are you choosing to get involved with? How many battles do you need on your plate? And are you creating battles where they don’t need to exist?
Social media = getting involved with too many battles you don’t need to be in.
Pull back a bit, maybe.
I’m pretty sure I will have more to write soon. In the meantime, here are the Ramones: