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Isola di Rifiuti
Notes, Poetics, Trouvailles, Photographs, Malarkey, & Guff.
John Latta is the author of Breeze (University of Notre Dame Press, 2003) and Rubbing Torsos (Ithaca House, 1979).
E-mail: lattaj@umich.edu
"The Universal Screech"
A prescient snip out of Paula Fox's excellent novel, The Widow's Children (1976):
He no longer liked to read. The sight of a printed page filled him with a faint but persistent nausea. He read nothing except the manuscripts for which he was responsible. On weekends, he drove miles from the city, staying at an inn if he could find one, but more often at motels where he watched television programs, or, if there was a bar, nursing one drink for hours, or walking in any kind of weather until he was tired enough to sleep. But then, at least, he was away from the ceaseless din of publishing, out of reach of the culture experts, many of whose manuscripts ended up on his desk, and whose juices flowed, he had come to believe, for no other reason than the excitation of maintaining their names in print, who performed, deaf to their own failing voices so like the voices of aged singers, lest they faint into the sickness of anonymity, who could never be still but must add their own noise to the universal screech of opinion, their oppositions or agreements equally meaningless since both were only advertisements of their will to persist. Yet he knew that they were humble and depressed, too, like eternal suitors. They had entrusted their selves to public keeping, they were dependent on the careless, fleeting attention they got. . . . The public had a mouth so blind and avid it swallowed anything, its jaws frozen open in perpetual appetite. . . . And somewhere, he felt a fugitive sympathy with them, if only because of his lack of any sympathy whatsoever—and his helplessness—with the newer writers, the ones coming up, with their staged outrageousness and their shrewd grasp of business practices.
In an era of relentless and unrestrained "public keeping," isn't the pertinent task now one of unflagged—and unflagging—refusal and retreat? "I would prefer not to."
Posted by John Latta at 6:10 AM
Stray Notes (Walking)
Out of yesterday's tramp. Twenty acres of turnips gone unharvested, rotting in the earth: their local cloying stench unbuffeted by the breeze. A bald eagle, immature, strafing forty or so mallards, who erupt into the sun, and a bevy of goldeneye, who dive, remarkably, in concert. A great horned owl (Leonard Preserve) stuck like a paper bag up in a Norway spruce, unmoving. Kestrels partout, three on wires along the road. One hovering interminably, tail splayed, correcting minutely, and diving into tall grass, quarry hid. A brown creeper flitting and nervous, continually recommencing its whorl up a trunk. To stand among oaks, their strewn browns and coppers, to look down into the variable gray entanglements of a buttonbush swamp. (Think of Thoreau's huzzahs in "Walking" for "the impervious and quaking swamps": "When, formerly, I have analyzed my partiality for some farm which I had contemplated purchasing, I have frequently found that I was attracted solely by a few square rods of impermeable and unfathomable bog—a natural sink in one corner of it.")
Writing it down, "to preserve the mind's chastity."
Stray Notes (Patrick O'Brian, Thomas Pynchon, &c.)
Patrick O'Brian, 1914-2000
Reading, of late, with something akin to preternatural joy and astonishment, the "Yarn-Spinner" Patrick O'Brian. The epithet is Pynchon's, out of Mason & Dixon (1997):
"Cheerly. Cheerly, then, Lads. . . ."
"Excuse me, Captain, problem with the Euphroes again."
"Get O'Brian up here, then, if it's about Euphroes, he's the one to see."
"Hey t'en, Pat. Scribblin' again, are ye? More Sea Stories?" Not only does O'Brian know all there is to know and more 'pon the Topick of Euphroes, and Rigging even more obscure,—he's also acknowledg'd as the best Yarn-Spinner in all the Fleets. "Euphroe Detail again."
They are in the southern Latitudes at last, hence the need for Awnings . . .
I love it. Anachronistickal kudos by a tar. Slipped into another yarn's interstices. (Euphroe, Uphroe, Uvrou: out of the Dutch juffrouw, also juffer dead-eye, literally, "maiden." Crowfeet dead-eyes. "Uphroe, an oblong block made of ash . . . used to suspend the awnings.")
Out of O'Brian's Master and Commander (1970):
On his knees, and with his chin level with the top of the table, Stephen watched the male mantis step cautiously towards the female mantis. She was a fine strapping green specimen, and she stood upright on her four back legs, her front pair dangling devoutly; from time to time a tremor caused her heavy body to oscillate over the thin suspending limbs, and each time the brown male shot back. He advanced lengthways, with his body parallel to the table-top, his long, toothed, predatory front legs stretching out tentatively and his antennae trained forwards: even in this strong light Stephen could see the curious inner glow of his big oval eyes.
The female deliberately turned her head through forty-five degrees, as though looking at him. 'Is this recognition?' asked Stephen, raising his magnifying glass to detect some possible movement in her feelers. 'Consent?'
The brown male certainly thought it was, and in three strides he was upon her; his legs gripped her wing-covers; his antennae found hers and began to stroke them. Apart from a vibratory, well-sprung quiver at the additional weight, she made no apparent response, no resistance; and in a little while the strong orthopterous copulation began. Stephen set his watch and noted down the time in a book, open upon the floor.
Minutes passed. The male shifted his hold a little. The female moved her triangular head, pivoting it slightly from left to right. Through his glass Stephen could see her sideways jaws open and close; then there was a blur of movements so rapid that for all his care and extreme attention he could not follow them, and the male's head was off, clamped there, a detached lemon, under the crook of her green praying arms. She bit into it, and the eye's glow went out; on her back the headless male continued to copulate rather more strongly than before, all his inhibitions having been removed. 'Ah,' said Stephen with intense satisfaction, and noted down the time again.
Ten minutes later the female took off three pieces of her mate's long thorax, above the upper coxal joint, and ate them with every appearance of appetite, dropping crumbs of chitinous shell in front of her. The male copulated on, still firmly anchored by his back legs.
Stephen Maturin, amateur naturalist (and 'cellist), surgeon aboard the Sophie. "Strong orthopterous copulation"* is simply a delight, and so, too, "a detached lemon." The whole rather unparalleled—funny, precise, euphonious. One thinks of Jean-Henri Fabre's numerous Souvenirs entomologiques and other writings about insects. Fabre, translated by Bernard Miall, out of Social Life in the Insect World (1911):
We are near the end of August. The male Mantis, a slender and elegant lover, judges the time to be propitious. He makes eyes at his powerful companion; he turns his head towards her; he bows his neck and raises his thorax. His little pointed face almost seems to wear an expression. For a long time he stands thus motionless, in contemplation of the desired one. The latter, as though indifferent, does not stir. Yet the lover has seized upon a sign of consent: a sign of which I do not know the secret. He approaches: suddenly he erects his wings, which are shaken with a convulsive tremor.
This is his declaration. He throws himself timidly on the back of his corpulent companion; he clings to her desperately, and steadies himself. The prelude to the embrace is generally lengthy, and the embrace will sometimes last for five or six hours.
Nothing worthy of notice occurs during this time. Finally the two separate, but they are soon to be made one flesh in a much more intimate fashion. If the poor lover is loved by his mistress as the giver of fertility, she also loves him as the choicest of game. During the day, or at latest on the morrow, he is seized by his companion, who first gnaws through the back of his neck, according to use and wont, and then methodically devours him, mouthful by mouthful, leaving only the wings. Here we have no case of jealousy, but simply a depraved taste.
And: "I once surprised a male, apparently in the performance of his vital functions, holding the female tightly embraced—but he had no head, no neck, scarcely any thorax! The female, her head turned over her shoulder, was peacefully browsing on the remains of her lover! And the masculine remnant, firmly anchored, continued its duty!" Source material for O'Brian? Because of the way "consent" seemingly makes a pivot-point in both Fabre and O'Brian, I reckon so.
* I note a little sadly that in the endless lumping and splitting continuum of systematics, mantises no longer belong to the order Orthoptera, now being classified amongst the Dictyoptera.
Stray Notes (Cy Twombly, John Berger, &c.)
Cy Twombly, 1928-2011
Cy Twombly, out of David Sylvester's Interviews with American Artists (2001):
. . . It's a sort of infantile thing, painting. Paint in a sense is a certain infantile thing. I mean in the handling. I start out using a brush but then I can't take the time because the idea doesn't correspond, it gets stuck when the brush goes out of paint in a certain length of time. So I have to go back and by then I might have lost the rest of it. So I take my hand and I do it. Or I have those wonderful things that came in later: paintsticks. Because the pencil also breaks if the canvas is too rough. So I had to find things that I could use, like my hands or the paintsticks. I can carry through the impetus till it stops. It's continual. . . . I use earth things and certain human things as symbols for earth—like it might be excrement but it's earth. And I did those charts, big palettes . . . two or three paintings with palettes and all of the colours—pink, flesh, brown, red for blood. And I think with most painters you can think and it can change very fast, the impetus of what something is. It's instinctive in a certain kind of painting, not as if you were painting an object or special things, but it's like coming through the nervous system. It's like a nervous system. It's not described, it's happening. The feeling is going on with the task. The line is the feeling, from a soft thing, a dreamy thing, to something hard, something arid, something lonely, something ending, something beginning. It's like I'm experiencing something frightening, I'm experiencing the thing and I have to be at that state because I'm also going.
To be ambuscaded by like seizures, to accede to the lingo's grunt-intelligibility, jouissance, palaver and blab. To be led across the language-scape by the ineradicable rut of merely going. Writing unrestrained by anything beyond its own flaunted and peccable music. (O'Hara: "You just go on your nerve.") Twombly: "I'm a painter and my whole balance is not having to think about things. So all I think about is painting. It's the instinct for the placement where all that happens. I don't have to think about it. . . . So I don't think of composition . . ."
John Berger, out of "Post-Scriptum," a note found in Audible Silence: Cy Twombly at Daros (2002):
It has been said that Cy Twombly's paintings resemble writing, or are a kind of écriture. Certain critics have seen parallels between his canvases and wall graffiti. This makes sense. In my experience, however, his paintings refer to more than all the walls I pass in cities and gaze at, or the walls on which I too once scrawled names and drew diagrams; his paintings, as I see them, touch upon something fundamental to a writer's relationship with her or his language.
A writer continually struggles for clarity against the language he's using or, more accurately, against the common usage of that language. He doesn't see language with the readability and clarity of something printed out. He sees it, rather, as a terrain full of illegibilities, hidden paths, impasses, surprises, and obscurities. Its map is not a dictionary but the whole of literature and perhaps everything ever said. Its obscurities, its lost senses, its self-effacements come about for many reasons—because of the way words modify each other, write themselves over each other, cancel one another out, because the unsaid always counts for as much, or more, than the said, and because language can never cover what it signifies. Language is always an abbreviation.
It was Proust who once remarked that all true poetry consists of words written in a foreign language. Every one of us is born with a mother tongue. Yet poetry is motherless.
I'll try to make what I'm saying simpler. From time to time I exchange letters and drawings with a Spanish friend. I do not (unhappily) speak Spanish, I know a few words, and I can use a dictionary. Often in the letters I receive there are quotations in Spanish from poets—Borges, Juarroz, Neruda, Lorca. And I reply with other quotations of poems in Spanish, which I have sought out. The letters are hand-written and, as I carefully trace the letters of strange words in what is to me a foreign tongue, I have the sense, as at no other time, of walking in the furrows of a poem, across the terrain of poetry.
Cy Twombly's paintings are for me landscapes of this foreign and yet familiar terrain. Some of them appear to be laid out under a blinding noon sun, others have been found by touch at night. In neither case can any dictionary of words be referred to, for the light does not allow it. . . .
What Proust said (out of "Notes on Literature and Criticism" found in Against Sainte-Beuve—being a gathering of "comments scattered through Proust's notebooks"):
Beautiful books are written in a sort of foreign language. Beneath each word each one of us puts his own meaning or at least his own image, which is often a misinterpretation. But in beautiful books all our misinterpretations are beautiful.
Pertinently, Proust notes too: "the great French writers do not know much French."
Cy Twombly, "Ferragosto II," 1961
Cy Twombly, "Untitled (Bolsena)," 1969
Cy Twombly, "Untitled," 1968/1971
Cy Twombly, "Untitled (A Painting in 3 Parts)," 1992
Cy Twombly, "Lepanto V," 2001
Roy Fisher's An Easily Bewildered Child: Occasional Prose 1963-2013
Roy Fisher
(Photograph by Jonathan Williams)
Reading Roy Fisher's entirely captivating (and seemingly effortless) prose. Collected in the Peter Robinson-edited An Easily Bewildered Child: Occasional Prose 1963-2013 (Shearsman, 2014). Fisher's wry and slightly diffident voice there in that terrific opening line (out of a 2012 piece called "Meanwhile"): "An easily bewildered child, I nevertheless had no problem in hanging on to the idea that sewn like a lining inside the customary world there was another with tones and imperatives of its own." The piece includes a fine appreciation of Gael Turnbull, who included Fisher's work in a British number of Cid Corman's Origin (and whose Migrant Press published Fisher's first pamphlet, the 1961 City):
He opened things up and licensed me to go on writing. Trying to characterize the unique nature of his presence in the poetry scene I'm reminded of the stratified social system of Imperial Japan, where the rigid levels of aristocracy and peasantry held sandwiched between them the Floating World of administrators, artists and the like who had fewer obligations and more freedom. Having virtually no contact with the poetry establishment (particularly in England, though America and eventually his native Scotland found him easier to value) and instinctively staying clear of the activities of self-congratulatory but incurious amateurism, he could roam free in the floating world of little magazines and quixotic publications. He had a nose for what he considered honest work and had no preconceptions about where to go looking for it. He distrusted anything smooth, slick or subsidised: his predilection for issuing tiny editions, mostly of his own work, in booklets hand-sewn with covers of wallpaper offcuts, the texts on the poorest quality paper and made with obsolete basic technology, was proverbial.
In the longer "Antebiography" Fisher details the consequences of being included in the British Origin number ("I was no Black Mountain poet; I was just another muffled English provincial eccentric. But I was certainly well outside the neat, socially orientated orthodox poetic, which had neither appeal nor meaning for me. I couldn't even mimic it . . .") and meeting Turnbull in 1956, who acquaints him with the work of the burgeoning New American Poetry:
I went home and tackled my writing from a new direction. I had already on occasion used chance operations to begin poems I didn't think important; now I used such methods extensively—usually short phrases picked at random . . . The main effect of the method was to get me out of my own way. This was very necessary. I'd grown up with no trace of the compact self which most other people seemed to have; instead I had a diffused zone in which ad hoc selves would be generated for temporary purposes, and then dissolve again. Establishing a usable, consistent self was later to prove a lengthy business, like growing a windbreak. The self I'd tried in those days to fix as a writing persona was just a kind of self-important bruise, a posture. It got in the way, and didn't ring true. Once rid of it, though, I could get at observations, memories, earlier selves, lost feelings, casual things—reality, in short—and my clotted language cleared like a cloudy liquid left to settle.
Brilliance in the offhand (and funny) metaphors: "like growing a windbreak." The too-earnest (whatever's too weighty, grave, or momentous) thus kept at bay, relegating the self and its endless tutorials to something akin to a home-improvement project. Pertinent, too, some lines out of Fisher's "Poet on Writing" (originally written for the 1992 Denise Riley-edited Poets on Writing: Britain, 1970-1991):
I'm either writing—physically making a creature of blackish marks on whitish paper—or I'm not. At such times I'm willing to admit that I'm a poet, but at others the persona doesn't exist. It's almost unthinkable for me to experience the arrival of what I recognise as the movement or form of a poem simply as a mental or a vocal thing. I have first to be setting words down and shifting them about in my inhibited, brain-wrenching, left-handed script. It may well be that when I write I use, as a formal constraint, the residue of the early difficulty I had over learning to hold a pen and move it across the paper in an unnatural direction. I'm a glib and garrulous talker, given to branching sentences that forget their own beginnings; but in order to get me to write them down, word-patterns have to have at least a claim on permanency. And it's in the time of their being turned into marks that they make themselves audible to me: then I hear the chime of a phrase back and forth along its length. The muttering voice—which isn't quite mine—in my head speaks them, and sometimes I'll sound them aloud, Always, before passing a version as final.
I don't see a poem of mine as a setting for myself as a character, a composition which can in some sense contain me; instead it's something found and formed within my boundaries and then, maybe, projected out into the language-exchange to try its luck. This view drastically affects the way I compose. For while my relations with other people are—or so they seem to me—extremely simple for the most part, and certainly not likely to generate much in the way of paperwork, my relations with my own inner life are complex, shifting, and bulky, and over several decades they've produced a great heap of notebooks and journals. Although this mass of observations, sensations and introspections is inchoate, and undeveloped except by movements of its own tides, I've come to think of it, rather than the poems, as my work, my central occupation. It's supremely useless to anyone but me. It doesn't progress towards becoming a system. It gives an air of fitful authority, as if somebody had dropped the contents of the I Ching and then stuffed them back together haphazardly. Indeed, I use it as a disorderly private oracle. I can move about in it, guided by its skeins of metaphors, elliptical jargon and obsessively-acquired images, and most of the recurrent tones and images of my finished poems have first identified themselves to me by the way they feature insistently in the notebooks.
Something entirely refreshing about Fisher's casual unconcern with all the (rather meretricious, generally) trappings of the poet beyond that "making a creature of blackish marks on whitish paper." Some plausibly rare integrity at work. An honorable focus, no allegiance beyond the word. Fisher's means to compose: "I quieten language down to zero: a blank page and a silence in the head. Then when the words start to come I make the text with a very simple forward progression, aiming to bring each section to a finished state as I go. Not a lapidary technique, allowing for later substitutions; more like fresco painting, where images quickly become fixed and unalterable. As the work proceeds, every new line or patch has its nature guided by the whole of what's gone before, and, preferably by no other factors." Compare with these lines out of Fisher's "Handsworth Liberties"—out of The Thing About Joe Sullivan (1978): "At the end of the familiar, / throwing away the end / of the first energy, regardless; / nothing for getting home with— // if there's more / it rises from under the first / step into the strange / and under the next and goes on / lifting up all the way; // nothing has a history. The most / gnarled things are all new, // mercurial tongues / dart in at the mouth, / in at the ears . . ."
Pound and Music (Stray Notes)
Ezra Pound, 1885-1972
Out, Saturday morning, under irregular sun, to what the county maps call Watkins Lake, a lake bisected (or pierced) by a narrow dirt road: locals call it Thorn Lake. Cold—mid-twenties—with a skiff of snow. Waterfowl ("Water foules haue bytwene theyr toes and clawes as it were a skynne . . ."): hooded mergansers, gadwalls, canvasbacks, and hundreds of ruddy ducks, tails aslant. The usual vociferous Canada geese. Four snow geese tending to the outskirts. Coots un peu partout. Driving out, stopped at the farm pond off Schneider Road: a single American kestrel doing its manœuvres washed by sunlight the color of turpentine. Rust and slate, ineffable rust and slate. Tromped the Leonard Preserve through the increasingly cloud-blotted day: a conniption of eastern bluebirds, a solitary red-headed woodpecker, a broken file of deer moving like spooks through the snow-scrimmed red pines.
Bumping around Pound again, Pound the inexhaustible. Something out of "Mr Housman at Little Bethel," c. 1934:
I am unqualified to speak of exalted sentiment, but I should say no idea worth carrying in the mind from one year's end to another, and no story really good enough to make me at least want to tell it, but chafes at the flatness of prose, but suffers from inadequate statement, but leaves me feeling it is but half said, or said in abstraction, defined in terms so elastic that any god's ape can stretch its definition to meet his own squalor or to fit his own imbecility, until it be conjoined with music, or at least given rhythmic definition even though one do not arrive at defining its tonal articulation.
"Conjoined with music." Meaning caught by the throat. Verbiage bit into rhythmic chunks, to sap the usual slurry mayhem, to make distinct a structure. (Pound, reviewing the pianist Arthur Rubinstein in 1920, notes approvingly: "a solidity of rhythm, the whole like a set of taut steel cables whirling, seizing and holding the auditor; a barbaric noise, splendidly structural . . .") Or think of Pound's line in "Music and Brains" (1936): "I have heard Yeats read poems that had no rhythm of their own, poems that had no more metric force and validity than you can find in a mashed potato, and by imposing a rhythm of his own on the formless verbiage, give it a transient and passing life." Out of the 1917 note "Vers Libre and Arnold Dolmetsch":
Poetry is a composition of words set to music. Most other definitions of it are indefensible, or metaphysical. The proportion or quality of the music may, and does, vary; but poetry withers and "dries out" when it leaves music, or at least an imagined music, too far behind it. . . .
Poets who are not interested in music are, or become, bad poets. I would almost say that poets should never be too long out of touch with musicians. Poets who will not study music are defective. I do not mean that they need become virtuosi, or that they need necessarily undergo the musical curriculum of their time. It is perhaps their value that they can be a little refractory and heretical, for all arts tend to decline into the stereotype; and at all times the mediocre tend or try, semi-consciously or unconsciously, to obscure the fact that the day's fashion is not the immutable.
Tonic against a gone sedulousness, a former (supposed) diligence of making (now) corrupted. ("A body may be fordoo and corrupted, for hit is i-made of contrarie þinges.")
Creeley's Letters
Robert Creeley, c. 1955
Sundry gleanings out of the pages of The Selected Letters of Robert Creeley (2014), the oddly reassuring human rub of the "merely" factual. How Creeley's Divers Press in Mallorca printed—along with books by "the usual suspects" of Olson, Duncan, Blackburn, &c.—A Handbook of Fancy Pigeons (1954), by H. P. Macklin ("who writes a series of articles in the Am/ Pigeon Journal (who is buying out the edition, for distribution etc) on divers odd & out-of-fashion breeds.") Noted in a letter to Cid Corman dated "December 24, 1954." Creeley, of neighbor Robert Graves: "Just now I'm trying to locate a good pair of Homers for Graves—who plans to use them for communication between Deya & Palma—very funny." In that letter, too, Creeley reports: "We just got a monkey—very lovely little thing, a lady, etc. I've always wanted one . . ."
How—to a page of a "July 15, 1952" letter to Charles Olson—Creeley stuck a photograph of "two hands shaping pottery on a wheel." And thence wrote:
Just saw this photograph. Someday wd be very great to do book, i.e., not to 'do' book, but if it happened so, with just such things interspersed without comment.
So that text would have equivalent in visual, i.e., pictures. Both as 'rest' for the reader, and pulling out of his sense of content generally, i.e.,—so he gets it everywhere, is present in a multiplicity of things.
Not as 'illustration' but as like things. It could be good. I mean, real wide play,—of things like this, bits of cloth, anything that had relevance.
Anticipating W. G. Sebald's photograph-punctuated prose. Or I think of Susan Howe's "Fragment of the Wedding Dress of Sarah Pierpont Edwards" in Souls of the Labadie Tract (2007), the blue swatch pictured therein.
How Jack Spicer apparently attempted to join the gang teaching at Black Mountain—Creeley writing ("September 5, 1955"): "under any other circumstances but those which we now face, I'm certain that the college would be very interested in your qualifications as a possible addition to the faculty . . ." Think of Spicer there in the Carolina highlands, with no ocean: "The grand concord of what / does not stoop to definition."
How earnestly Creeley riffs regarding Charlie Parker's rhythmic concision and variance. In a "July 19, 1953" letter to Olson, he calls Parker, rather awkwardly, "one of the most substantial users of what time can do in any business." And tries to apply Parker's acuity to verse:
That thing of cutting an 1/8th off the quarter, etc., is it, and the precision of such rhythms so got is a) the necessary fine-ness of the intention and b) the greater potential of variation then possible. I.e., what bugs either one of us, in the old biz of closed verse, or any such partitioning of potential forms, etc., is the damn loss of variation effected. Not, to grant them the obvious, that infinite variation within the given isn't also possible, etc., etc., but that total set is pre-determined. Bird, in any case, first man importantly, call it, to stress the vertical potential of the melodic line, and by vertical I think I mean much of what you have always meant, i.e., that emphasis on the single & total content of any one word or note therein occurring without an overstress on projection-along-a-line, or what they loosely call 'sequence', or what you've called horizontalism. What I'm trying to say, in any case: that Bird manages single content of the note, call it, in conjunction with total content, and/or its place in the whole structure of the melody, etc., etc. Whereas, say, usual 'modern song' goes along, etc., i.e., moves from note to note (and gains our patience or impatience only in same), Bird clears notes one by fucking one, and reasserts a rhythmic structure with each note posited. Myself, I think you go back to Bach before you ever find it done quite so clearly.
The "single & total content of any one word" recalling (again) Olson's "whatever you have to say, leave / the roots on, let them / dangle / / And the dirt / / Just to make clear / where they come from." (Knocking briefly around looking for Olson's "horizontalism" I find, out of a letter postmarked "10 August 1950" to Frances Boldereff: "we are a perpendicular axis of planes which are constantly being intersected by horizontal planes of experience coming in from the past (coming up from the ground—or, like you say, that underground tide) and going out to the future . . . it is at the innumerable points of intersection that images and events spring up which are like tastes in the mouth . . ." Certes, the spatial metaphor of "COMPOSITION BY FIELD"—"no track other than the one the poem under hand declares"—in Olson's "Projective Verse" is one of unprepossessed horizontality. Odd how Creeley's evident disdain for "usual 'modern song'" that "moves from note to note" might be read against Olson's shout that "ONE PERCEPTION MUST IMMEDIATELY AND DIRECTLY LEAD TO A FURTHER PERCEPTION.")
How Creeley, writing to William Carlos Williams after reviewing the Williams's Selected Essays ("the goddamn review—it was a messy (my messiness, that is), difficult job"), and quibbling therein about Williams's writings about "measure" ("the 'relatively stable foot' called for in 'On Measure,' . . . is, I think, a confusion. To take literally the first of the sentence, 'The line must be measured to be in measure . . . ,' is to involve oneself in an obviously vicious circle. No poem was ever written 'in this direction.'"), quotes Thomas Campion, who claimed "he wrote to no measure":
Kinde are her answeres,
But her performance keeps no day;
Breaks time, as dancers
From their own Musicke when they stray . . .
And quotes, too, a few lines out of Ben Jonson's "A Fit of Rime Against Rime": "Still may Syllabes jarre with time, / Still may reason warre with rime, / Resting never." So lovely as to occlude the argument.


Discussion in 'Android Apps & Games' started by Timmaaay4, Jan 12, 2010.
i have been looking in the market for an app that i can track my car mileage for work. have been unable to find one. i know that there are other post on this in other parts of this forum but no luck. need to be able to have multiple entries a day, as i make several sales calls a day also be able to input gas fill ups and be able to export this for tax time. is there anything like this out there have tried a few but no dice.
I use " My Tracks" for when I go biking and rollerblading.
Records all sorts of great stuff.
i dont see Chronolog in the market?
Now where was this a few years ago when I needed it? Looks very nice app.
In order to claim the deduction, you must keep accurate records as to how you have used your car. For each trip that you plan to deduct miles from your taxes, you should record the date time, purpose and distance. This will also allow you to easily calculate your deduction at the end of the year.
You also need to keep the starting and ending mileage for the year. I had to dig through records of oil changes and services so the IRS could go through my mileage logs to make sure I was being honest. It wasn't pretty.
ouch, on the beginning and ending yearly mileage.... But I'll add that to my stuff.
Then, I bookmark the site and when I start to leave for my trip, I log on, then enter my starting mileage at the beginning of the trip, and again at the end.
I keep it online for access to whenever, wherever I am. I also track my receipts, and other expenses on the spreadsheet.
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Worthy Christian Books » Christ in the Book of Joshua » Chapter 16 – The Church's Inheritance
Chapter 16 – The Church's Inheritance
"And Jesus came and spoke unto them, saying, All power is given unto Me, in heaven and on earth. Go, therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost; teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen." (Matt. 28: 18-20.)
The whole story of the Book of Joshua may be applied, in a broader sense, to the people of God collectively, and especially to the New Testament church. In an important sense the whole body of Christians may be called the spiritual Israel. And the history of God's ancient people is full of interesting parallels and lessons for us, even if they may mot be exact types in this respect.
ISRAEL'S FAILURE
1.The failure of Israel to enter into the land of promise through unbelief, had its parallel in the rejection of Christ by His own countrymen, and the consequent rejection of the Jewish people from the privileges of the Gospel. But as for ancient Israel there was still a period of probation and longsuffering, which lasted for forty years, affording individuals the opportunity of entering into the spiritual blessings of God's covenant, so there intervened a similar period after Christ's rejection by His own people, before the final destruction of Jerusalem, and the dispersion of the Jews. And as there were some of even the first generation of Israel who believed, so there were exceptions in the ministry of Christ and His disciples, from among even that unbelieving nation, who gladly accepted their Messiah, and entered into their spiritual inheritance.
APOSTOLIC TRIUMPHS
2. The glorious career of Joshua, the crossing f the Jordan, the conquest of Canaan, and the dividing of the inheritance among the tribes of Israel, find their striking parallel likewise, in the death and resurrection of Jesus, the descent of the Holy Ghost at Pentecost, and the triumphs of Christianity, when the Church, to a very great extent, claimed her inheritance of power, purity and blessing, and entered upon the conquest of the world for Christ, until there was scarcely a region of the globe where the Gospel was not at least planted and the strongholds of Satan challenged and shaken.
The crossing of the Jordan may well illustrate the Cross of Calvary, and the experience of death and resurrection which was so emphasized in primitive Christianity. The new covenant has its counterpart in the coming of the Holy Ghost, and the Gospel of full and free salvation. The death of Moses and the advent of Joshua, whose very name is suggestive of Jesus, suggest the transition which then actually came, from the law to the Gospel. The victories of Canaan had their counterpart in the triumphs of Christianity. Dividing the inheritance foreshadowed the various gifts of the Holy Ghost distributed to the Church.
The supernatural element which runs through the entire story of the conquest Palestine, was more than realized in the final centuries of Christianity in the manifestations of the divine presence and power, in signs and wonders and mighty deeds. And the choice possessions won by Caleb, Othniel, Achsah and others, remind us of the transcendent examples of piety, faith, love, knowledge, and holy power and usefulness, which adorned the annals of the early Church.
FAILURE OF THE CHURCH
3. The failure of Israel to enter promptly and fully into their whole inheritance, also finds its counterpart in the church of the New Testament. With all its fresh beauty and divine glory, still there was much of human imperfection and melancholy failure. The old cry, "There remains much land yet to be possessed," "How long are you slack to go up and possess all the land which the Lord your God has given you!" is echoed back in more than one of Paul's sorrowful admonitions to the churches he loved; and still more strongly in the appeals and warnings of the Son of God to the seven churches of Asia, through the last messages of the Holy Ghost, sixty years after His ascension. There we find Him saying to the strongest of these churches, "I have somewhat against you, because you have left your first love. Therefore, be watchful and strengthen the things that remain that are ready to die, for I have not found your works perfect before God." And to another, "You have a name that you live, and are dead." And yet again, "You say, I am rich and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and know not that you are wretched, and poor, and miserable, and blind, and naked."
Already, even in the lifetime of Paul and John, the primitive church had allied itself sufficiently with the world to open the door for many of the errors which afterwards entered and overwhelmed the purity of the early Church.
4. The fearful declension of ancient Israel, leading ere long to the dark chapter of the Book of Judges, and their shameful compromise with the heathen world and subjugation to its power, is more than paralleled in the story of the dark ages of medieval Christianity, through the same cause, namely, the failure of God's people to separate themselves from sin and worldliness, and to enter into their full inheritance. The purity and strength of apostolic Christianity were speedily lost in the unspeakable corruptions of an apostate church, with all the errors and abominations of that anti-Christian system which took the place of the Church of God for twelve hundred years, and has been well called a "baptized heathenism."
Many of the pictures of the Book of Judges might find a vivid counterpart in the story of the Middle Ages. The graphic picture of Micah and his mother, with its strange intermingling of dishonesty, religion, and ritualism, almost seems like a parable of much of the religious life of such a period, and, indeed, is not without its parallels in our own days. Like Micah's sanctuary, many a formalist has folded his arms in the midst of violence and sin, and said, "Now the Lord will do me good, seeing I have a Levite to be my priest."
Notwithstanding these there were many exceptions in ancient Israel — a wise and patriotic Deborah, a brave and faithful Barak, a divinely-called Gideon, a single-hearted Jephthah, and a mighty Samson. And so, even in the darkest ages of Christianity there have not been wanting those who have not defiled their garments, and who at times have dared to rise up for God against those that did wickedly, and shed a divine luster on their times and names. Such were the noble army of the martyrs, and confessors — a Waldo, a Wickliffe, a Huss, a Savonarola, a Bernard and a Bede.
At length the time of reformation came to ancient Israel, when Samuel, the prophet, arose to recall his people to their ancient faith and prepare them for the coming kingdom. Such a ministry of our own time was that of Luther and the Reformation, calling back the Church of God to her ancient faith, and arousing her to claim her lost inheritance. But, as even Samuel's mighty work was in a measure ineffectual, and was followed for a time by the counterfeit kingdom of Saul, and the false and worldly aims of his countrymen, which led them into a separation from God that left its effects for half a century, so even the revived Christianity of the Reformation has not been perfect; and, like ancient Israel, the Church, delivered from her immediate foe, has given herself up, to a great degree, to a spirit of worldliness, and to look for her kingdom in a forbidden world.
There is much today of the spirit of Saul in nominal Christianity; the pride that finds its satisfaction in earthly gifts, talents and successes, and fails to recognize the true King, who, like the rejected David, waits for His throne as the "despised and rejected of men." The kingdom of David seems to prefigure the true triumphs of our coming King, and the ushering in of His dominion in the final victory of Christianity.
MILLENNIAL VISIONS
5. The peaceful and splendid throne of Solomon completes the picture of the millennial glory which is to be the consummation of the Christian age. Then will come the full inheritance of grace and glory, both for God's ancient people and the Church and the Bride of the Lamb.
What, then, for us, in the Church of God today, is the teaching of this ancient Book?
(a) It summons her to her glorious crusade of conquest against the enemies of Christ. Never was there an age more full of encouragement for the good fight of faith and the conquest of the world for Christ. The whole land is before us; every avenue of influence at home, every missionary field abroad, is open for the Church's zeal and holy enterprise. The triumphs of the Gospel in the past fifty years have not been unworthy of comparison with Pentecost, or even with Joshua's campaign. True, it has been but a small section of the Church that has dared to claim these victories, but the recompense has been sufficient to call forth far higher achievements and aspirations. Especially should the near prospect of the coming kingdom arouse us to go forth and win for our glorious Captain the crown of all the world, until every citadel of heathendom, and every stronghold of sin shall have become a monument of His grace and power.
More emphatically still, let the tender lesson of Rahab in the beginning, and the Cities of Refuge at the close, remind us that our supreme conflict is for the souls of sinful men. And beyond all the questions of dogmas, and the discussion of principles, and the undermining of systems of error and iniquity, let our objective point be individual men and women, and our highest and brightest trophies, the transformed lives of the most helpless and degraded of our race.
(b) Let us, like Joshua and Israel, go in and possess all our inheritance. The Church has been slack to do this, and is still slack. She has not claimed her full inheritance of knowledge and truth, nor entered into all the fulness of God's precious promises.
She has not entered into her full inheritance of holiness, but has been content to look upon a life of sanctity and devotedness as an exceptional exhibition of individual temperament rather than as the duty and privilege of every child of God.
She has not entered into her full inheritance of faith, nor recognized the power that lies latent in taking God at His Word and daring to claim all that He has spoken. A life of becoming faith and remarkable answers to prayer is regarded as something special and wonderful, a sort of peculiar calling on the part of some individual of exalted piety.
She has not entered into her full inheritance of love and unity, but has been rent with strifes, divisions, jealousies and controversies, which have left Hebron in the hands of the Anakim and her Lord "wounded in the house of His friends."
And she has failed to enter into her full inheritance of supernatural power. The gifts of Pentecost have never been recalled, but have only been imperfectly claimed, and natural talent, human learning and worldly influence have been their weak and insufficient substitutes. Let us go in and possess all the land. All power is given unto our Joshua in heaven and in earth, and lo! He is with us always. "God has not given us the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of sound mind." Let us, therefore, "stir up the gift of God that is in us"; let Zion hear her Master crying. "Awake, awake, put on your strength, your beautiful garments"; "Arise and shine, for your light is come, and the glory of the Lord is risen upon you."
The Almighty Presence of our risen Lord is sufficient for any obedient service which we will dare to attempt in His strength and name. Let us put on the whole armor of the Lord, "be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might," and clothed in all the fulness of the unchanging Paraclete, let the Church of God go forth to the last campaign of the great conflict.
(c) Let the Church remember the necessity of separation from sin and the world if she would overcome her enemies and possess her full inheritance. She must cross the Jordan and let its unbridged torrents roll between her and the world. She must know the true meaning of circumcision and let Gilgal roll away the reproach of Egypt from her spirit and person. She must watch against the sin of Achan, and not let the accursed thing touch her spotless hands. She must take no tribute from the Canaanites, nor lean upon the world in the slightest measure for her support.
She must separate from forbidden alliance with the ungodly, and stand "fresh as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners." Alas, this is the secret of her weakness and failure; she has gone, like Israel, into a forbidden league with the tribes of the land. She has put her head, like Samson, in Delilah's lap, and her locks are shorn, and all her shaking of herself will not renew her strength until she has taken the place of the Nazarite and separated herself from a defiling and hostile world. "Come out of her, My people," is the Master's call; and as the Church obeys it, will she stand forth in her primitive purity and power and draw all men unto her Lord.
Chapter 17 – The Millenial Inheritance
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Court reporting is, in some ways, an ancient profession. But it's certainly not the same as it ever was, and Miami court reporting agency CourtScribes is in the forefront of change.
The field is definitely growing, as the Wall Street Journal reports:
"Court reporters do more than just transcribe legal proceedings for courts or legislatures," said Nativa Wood, president of the National Court Reporters Association. "They also caption broadcast television shows and public and school events for the hearing-impaired, as well as providing real-time transcripts for everything from business meetings to legal depositions.
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At Miami court reporting agency CourtScribes, the job can go way beyond mere court stenography.
The firm is among the leaders in bringing the industry into the digital age, according to whitepapers by entrepreneur and professor Barry Unger.
The Miami court reporting agency's process mirrors that used at the top of legal systems. According to Unger, "CourtScribes uses professional-level recording systems and digitally based technology to create the record of legal proceedings. For decades, this has been a successful reporting method in federal, state, and local jurisdictions. Indeed, both the United States Supreme Court and the United Kingdom Supreme Court use digital reporting exclusively to capture and preserve their historic public records. CourtScribes is bringing the most sophisticated digital technology into the private marketplace to provide the highest quality transcripts. Their court reporting includes two elements: first and foremost, the electronic court reporter who oversees the process, and secondly, the sound recording process itself. CourtScribes uses computer-based digital systems that perform recording functions that have enhanced features, added convenience, flexibility, and economy. They offer high quality (courtroom videos) as well."
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Another Step Towards the NAU
The image at right is from a protest yesterday at Montebello in Quebec. The occasion was a two-day summit for the leaders of Mexico, the United States, and Canada, with President Bush, Prime Minister Harper, and President Calderon in attendance.
And, just for a change, the protesters (or at least some of them) weren't there to protest globalization, or capitalism, or the exploitation of the Third World, or global warming, or cruelty to animals. They were there to protest the SPP, and the secrecy surrounding it.
Fjordman, Dymphna, and I have written repeatedly about the Security and Prosperity Partnership (SPP), a pact between the United States, Canada, and Mexico that was signed by the three countries in 2005. Those of us who are of a paranoid bent tend to view the SPP as a stepping-stone towards the NAU, the North American Union. For the transnational elites in government, business, and NGOs, the NAU is the ideal solution for North America. Modeled on the European Union, it would arrange the affairs of the continent in such a way that the rich and powerful can easily maintain and consolidate their positions, doing away with the annoying intrusion of democracy, the consent of the governed, and other such trivial concerns.
According to the The National Post:
As the North American Security and Prosperity Partnership summit wrapped up Tuesday, Prime Minister Stephen Harper said the three leaders are "committed to working together on mutual security and continued economic growth."
The initiative, known as the SPP, has its share of critics and nearly 1,000 protesters made the trip to Montebello on Monday to demonstrate their opposition.
Earlier in the day, the leaders met with an exclusive group of business executives — the North American Competitiveness Council.
The group is comprised of 10 chief executive officers and corporate chairmen from each country and was created under the SPP to advise leaders on how best to strengthen North American integration.
The group was to present a report to the three leaders, showing what progress has been made so far on the SPP and what work still needs to be done. The report was expected to contain recommendations on how to free up the flow of goods and people across the border, and reforms to harmonize regulatory roadblocks to trade. [emphasis added]
How to free up the flow of goods and people across the border.
That's the important part of this exercise: how to create a new arrangement in which borders are no more than lines upon a map. The idea is to optimize the business arrangements that keep power flowing smoothly into the hands of the correct people. The agreements that are crafted at venues like Montebello are crucial and have far-reaching effects, but they don't have to be ratified by the U.S. Senate, and any consultation with Congress is simply a courtesy.
There were protests yesterday, as reported by the CBC:
Police used tear gas and pepper spray against protesters who were hurling rocks and branches during confrontations outside the leaders summit in Quebec on Monday.
Police arrested at least one protester in the small resort town of Montebello, near Ottawa, where Canadian Prime Minister Stephen Harper is meeting with U.S. President George W. Bush and Mexican President Felipe Calderon to discuss issues including border security and free trade.
At least 500 protesters took part in a march outside the hotel, carrying signs with slogans such as "No to Americanada." Others held a peaceful family-friendly rally away from police lines.
"No to Americanada!" — I like that slogan. We need to fit Mexico into it somehow, though.
Canadians have the same objections to the SPP that we do:
…protesters say the SPP is anti-democratic because it didn't require a vote in Parliament or a change in the law.
"If this is such a wonderful deal and it is about protecting North Americans from shoddy products or whatever they're now saying … then be proud of it, stand up, tell us what's in it … and send it to our Parliament for oversight," Maude Barlow, head of the Council of Canadians, said in an interview from Ottawa Monday morning.
And from The National Post:
Critics say the council is proof the three governments are only consulting big business, and ignoring everyone else, in their pursuit of closer economic and security ties.
They also oppose what they say are secret negotiations over everything from energy trade to border security.
The Star had a similar report:
One common complaint echoed by all is the secrecy surrounding the meeting.
Maude Barlow of the Council of Canadians called for a moratorium on the "profoundly anti-democratic" SPP until the citizens of all three countries are consulted and their elected representatives are given oversight over the business-driven initiative.
The SPP's proceedings are indeed "profoundly anti-democratic", but they are hardly secret. Like the EU's Barcelona declaration and the EuroMed partnership, the process is not so much secret as it is deliberately obfuscated. It is so tedious, boring, mind-numbing, and couched in techno-jargon as to deter all but the most dedicated investigation. Layers of bureaucratic boilerplate, massive pdf downloads that will tie up your bandwidth for hours, and all so that you can read timeless prose such as this (yes, it's a pdf):
The analysis, consensus-building and advocacy conducted through the NASTC facilitated progress in defining better subsidy disciplines for the steel sector world wide. Building on the common objectives established by the North American governments during the OECD Steel Subsidy Agreement talks, the three governments will continue efforts to curtail subsidization of the steel sector through the OECD and will seek opportunities to develop or strengthen subsidies disciplines affecting steel in other multilateral negotiations. The three governments will continue efforts to explore and identify other opportunities for coordination in multilateral arenas, including the Rules, Non-Agricultural Market Access, and Trade Facilitation negotiations of the WTO's Doha Development Agenda. Fostering more regular discussion among delegations to seek clarification of positions will be a key component of these efforts.
When I start reading an SPP document, my eyelids droop and my head immediately begins to nod. All the Benzedrine in the world avails you little in the face of such turgid bumf. And I chose this selection at random; it's all like this.
It's the purloined letter, hidden on a desktop full of unreadable official reports.
Here's more about Maude Barlow:
She has some unexpected support from top business leaders.
A report from the Canadian American Business Council says non-governmental organizations and so-called civil society groups - not just blue chip corporate CEOs - should be invited to participate in the SPP.
The council says much of the opposition to the SPP revolves around process rather than substance. It notes that one of the chief criticisms is the "lack of transparency" in the way in which a 30-member committee of business leaders from the three countries makes recommendations to Harper, Bush and Calderon.
The group says the political leaders should embark on a public education campaign to explain the SPP.
The council is right about the "lack of transparency", but it's the cloudy prose that keeps it from being transparent. Any "public education" about the SPP should be written in clear English so that even bozos like me can understand it.
I'm ready. Go ahead and educate me.
Posted by Baron Bodissey at 8/21/2007 05:37:00 PM
kepiblanc said...
Mexamericanada ?
X said...
Amexida?
npabga said...
Mexicanaderica?
A Prole said...
I sent the following to Senators Burr and Dole (NC) as well as to Congresswoman Foxx:
"I am extremely troubled by the North American Security and Prosperity Partnership. The secrecy that surrounds this initiative goes against everything this republic stands for and represents.
I will not stand idly by and watch the elite of these three countries, and more specifically, the elite in the U.S. sell out our country and dissolve our sovereignty.
I will stand against any initiative that seeks to form a North American Union, modeled after the European Union, and which seeks to undermine our currency, our livelihoods (unlimited mass immigration, the further dismantling of our manufacturing base, and free trade agreements that are NOT free) and the history and culture of this great nation.
I hope I am not assuming too much in assuming you feel as I do and are as alarmed as I am about this secretive project. Please help those of us who share this concern defeat this so-called partnership and bring to light these disturbing trends."
There are some of us that are beginning to wake up...this is just a first step...thanks for getting out the information.
Maybe the same as Americanada, a portuguese compound noun.
Constructed the same as:
Espanholada, Portugesada, mexicanada, brasileirada, inglesada, etc.
It is a depreciative colective noun, gender feminine.
In this case it is a depreciative way of mencioning all americans, an american way or something related to USA.
Spanish may have the same as they share a set of basic gramatical rules.
Just watched the segment on Brit Hume's Special Report where the All Star panel completely refuted this, with Krauthammer (who I usually agree with) leading the pack, strongly putting it down as a conspiracy freak thing -- "If you believe in this, you also believe Elvis is still alive..." he said derisively.
Guess he hasn't read Corsi's book...
AWOL Civilization said...
Two things are interesting here. First, they are using the same approach as in the early days of the Common Market: Don't worry, folks, it's just a matter of tariffs and trade barriers. Nothing else to see, just move along.
Second, a convergence of heavy business interests with the transnational Leftist elite. This is extremely effective. Who would suspect that large corporations support the erosion of American power and sovereignty?
It's getting hard to keep up with the ideological permutations we are witnessing these days.
Profitsbeard said...
Even if Canada and Mexico were like-minded, stable and staunch allies, it would still be a form of national suicide by the U.S. to pursue this kind of covert undoing of the Constitution.
But too many Canadians and Mexicans are virulently anti-American, which makes the idea even more absurd, if not demented.
awol civilization has it right-
this is the creeping EU-ization of the New World, through "harmless" argeements and trade and tariff "cooperation" and merely "more humane open borders", until there's no regaining what was gambled away for a mess of pottage.
The same mantle of lies that is killing democracy in EU is going to cover USA.
Bobby Coggins said...
Time to get the pitchforks!
ENGLISHMAN said...
Just another "tidying up" excercise,which has already printed and minted the "amero"in readiness for the collapse of the dollar,a new law concerning martial law and the suspension of the constitution and voila! all ready to conect amexican to the eussr and the fledgling one world government of the un, the future is bright , or at least the manacles are, and if any-one doubts it, try reaching for your rights and see how long the chain is!
Dr.D said...
If I recall my civics correctly, the President cannot commit the country to anything like a treaty without the consent of Congress. Thus even if Bush makes a foolish agreement (this is not beyond belief), the US should be able to resist it, provided we, the people, put pressure on Congress to stand up to it. This is where letters, faxes, phone calls to Congress become extremely important. Congress is certainly not know for doing anything just because it is the right thing to do; they have to be prodded. But they will respond if sufficiently prodded (we saw this on the immigration bill this past spring), so we have a way to fight this. It will be a fight, but we are going to have lots of fights in the near future.
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Parma, 14 February 2019 – Parma faced Cagliari Calcio for the first time in the 1930s and the two will meet again on Saturday 16th February at the Sardegna Arena. Parma have won six times and drawn nine times in Sardinia in 31 matches.
In 2000, on a Sunday at the start of Spring, Parma were competing for a Champions League and managed to earn a hard-fought win on Sardinian soil. It was 25 March and our hombre del gol Hernan Crespo took on the role of assist man.
Soon after the kick-off, Parma came out of the blocks flying with Crespo setting up two.
In the third minute, he broke down the left before crossing it for the oncoming midfielder Diego Fuser who made it 0-1.
A minute later, he got away on the right and floated the ball up to the far post where strike partner Marcio Amoroso headed home.
With Cagliari fighting to survive, the Rossoblu battled hard and were able to recover in the second half.
In the 52nd minute, Daniele Beretta scored on the volley after a good exchange with future Parma player Patrick Mboma. He also hit the bar soon after.
In the 62nd minute, Tiziano De Patre brought Cagliari level, heading a cross by Uruguayan Fabiàn O'Neill beyond Gianluigi Buffon to make 2-2.
Nine minutes from time, it was Crespo again who stole the show with a textbook counterattack. Ousmane Dabo played a long ball from the back which the Argentine controlled before driving forward and away from Jonathan Zebina.
He took a moment to weigh up his options before playing through Mario Stanic who had come on for Amoroso and he made no mistake when sent clean through against the goalkeeper Alessio Scarpi.
The match ended with the Parma players throwing their shirts to the fans who made the trip to the island in a gesture that spoke of how it's always a tough away day at Cagliari.
Slide: Stanic, scorer of the winning goal. Photo: Crociati fans at the Stadio Sant'Elia.


A Handelsblatt poll of 18 European economists finds doubt over whether there has been a real breakthrough in negotiations with Greece. The group also predicted zero inflation this year for the 19-nation euro zone.
The economists are watching the bankers.
The euro group of finance ministers may have agreed to continue rescue measures for Greece, but that doesn't mean a breakthrough has been achieved just yet.
A Handelsblatt poll of 18 top European economists found unanimous agreement that the extension of a rescue program for Greece has merely bought more time. The question of Greece's continued participation in the currency union that was launched in 1999 remains open, they said.
The economists are a part of a "shadow council" organized by Handelsblatt to debate decisions made by the European Central Bank, in person or through conference calls, about five times a year. The newspaper publishes the opinions of this group to give its readership a chance to learn about the policies and choices made by the European Central Bank, the ECB, in Frankfurt.
The shadow council meeting comes just days before the ECB's own governing council – the body in charge of setting interest rates for the entire 19-country euro zone – is due to meet in Frankfurt. ECB President Mario Draghi will give the results of that meeting at a press conference Thursday, though no major policy changes are expected.
The central bank in its last meeting in January already launched a massive €1.14 trillion bond-buying program designed to revive the euro zone's economy. The ECB's meeting this Thursday will likely be overshadowed by Greece, which economists warned remains in a precarious financial position despite the temporary lifeline agreed last week.
"A new aid program will have to be agreed in four months at the latest, because Greece won't have won its way back to the capital markets by then," said Sylvain Broyer, chief economist for the euro zone at French bank Natixis.
That will not necessarily be easy. Greek politicians may feel they won an early victory in Brussels, and that is likely to make them more confident about their chances of winning concessions from European ministers in future negotiations.
"Greece's liquidity situation is already precarious," said Jacques Cailloux, a London-based economist at Nomura in London. That means there will only be a short time before the poker game starts again.
The economists agreed that the ECB should stay out of political questions and decisions surrounding Greece, although they also conceded that this is difficult in practice given its role in financing Greek banks.
"The ECB holds the keys to the solution," Mr. Broyer said.
The ECB has to decide whether it will continue to accept Greek bonds as security for regular refinancing operations of banks, and whether it will purchase Greek bonds as part of a massive bond-buying program that started this week.
Furthermore, in its role as a bank supervisor – a job the ECB took over from national regulators in November – the ECB will also have to decide to what extent major Greek banks will be allowed to retain Greek government bonds on their balance sheets without running the risk of collapse. This second decision could determine just how far the Greek banks could help the government in Athens bridge cash flow shortfalls until a final solution is reached with European creditors.
The economists also believed it is unlikely the ECB will buy Greek government bonds as it launches a U.S.-style quantitative easing program this week – a €1.14 trillion effort to stimulate growth in the euro currency zone. While the ECB has said it will buy bonds from every member of the currency bloc, it has also set a strict upper limit for the amount of bonds it can buy from each. Given there is only a small private market for Greek bonds, and given the ECB already holds some Greek bonds from an earlier program, the only possibility would be for it to keep its holdings at a constant level by releasing old bonds and buying new ones.
The Shadow Council was critical of the ECB's wider decision in January to launch a U.S.-style quantitative easing program, and especially of the decision to leave most of the risk stemming from buying bonds with each national central bank, rather than spreading the risk of buying those bonds across the entire euro zone.
"That puts the currency union in danger," said Citigroup's chief economist and former Bank of England monetary policy chief Willem Buiter.
For the first time in its twelve year history, the economists on the panel gave an average prediction of zero-level inflation for 2015; some members even predicted a negative rate.
The ECB has until now expected an average inflation rate of 0.7 percent for the course of the year, but will release its own updated predictions on Thursday. It is possible therefore that the ECB will revise its predictions downwards.
In any case, inflation in the euro zone is well below the ECB's target level of 2 percent – a key reason that Mr. Draghi has given for the ECB launching its ambitious bond-buying program.
On Monday, the European statistical agency Eurostat registered an annual inflation rate of -0.3 percent for February, following -0.4 percent in January.
The economists raised their growth rate predictions for the year from 1 percent to 1.2 percent because the fall of the oil price – the reason for the most recent drop of the inflation rate below zero – should provide a boost to the economy.
Some experts believed the growth forecast was still too low. They argued cheaper oil is not the only boon to European growth at the moment – it is being accompanied by a falling euro and a slow but steady rise in bank lending across the continent.


What to do when kids say, "I'm bored"
How often have you said those words, or heard them said to you? What do we mean when we say," I'm bored".
The 1828 dictionary doesn't have a definition for the word bored in any form.I wonder if in that day that word didn't exist because people had more work to do to sustain themselves. Sometimes we read that on Sundays was just about the only time they had leisure time. Therefore it might have been more appreciated then today. I had to go to a modern dictionary to find the following definition and synonyms of the word boredom.
That often describes our personal lives, homes,and our culture in general. Is it because we have so little offered to us, or is it because we have become very discontent? Our children are most often a mirror of us in the home. Have you ever heard yourself in your children? I have, many times. That's why I always needed to check myself before I corrected my children, and often once I have corrected my attitudes and actions, my children sense the change in me, and often their attitudes changed, or if I needed to correct them, I could do it with understanding, and calmness. We as moms have an amazing impact on our children especially as long as they're in the home. so the work of learning to be productive, and creative in our work and leisure starts with us, and then we can also teach our children not to say those words; "I'm bored."
It's an incredible challenge to keep our children occupied all day, and not to hear them say, "mom I'm bored, what can I do?" I want to share a few suggestions that helped us stay the course and not loose our sanity in the process. When I say "we", I mean the whole family.
1. Have a daily routine; this will save you much stress. if you start your day, have your meals, and have certain activities right around the same time every day, your children fall into a routine. On days when you find it hard to function for some reason, just doing the things you know you need to do that day, will save you from not having to make decisions that day, and also your child eill know what is expected of him or her at that particular moment. I cannot begin to tell you here, how many days it has saved us from more drama than we already might have had. The other good thing about having a routine is that you can set up certain parts of the day for chores, school, quiet or nap times, and leisure. That way the children don't have to depend on mom's mood, but what has been planned for. I just want to say here, there"s got to be flexibility. A routine is there to serve you, not you it.
2. Find things you will allow your children to do, so that when they come to you with, "mom I'm bored, what can I do?" Your'll have a list of things that they may do. I did my research, and it has never been easier. I found many activities they could do, and also bought the things that were needed, and believe me many of them were from the dollar store. The internet has some good sites with very interesting and fun things for all ages. I would make a list and go from there. One site i used quite a bit was familycorner.com I have not checked it out now, but I know it's still there. I'll share a few ideas with you just to get you started.
d) some of yours and hubby's clothes to play dress up.
e) Teach your children to colour, and then read the Bible or some stories to them while they colour. It works well to do this before going to bed.
f). Have a back pack for each child, and when you go for longer rides, or go places where they need to occupy themselves, get them to pack activities to enjoy.
g). Packing a small bag or back pack with quiet activities just for church may save you a lot of frustration.
3. It's a great idea to put a bunch of toys a way for a number of weeks and then exchange them. The children play like its Christmas.
"God gives us work to do to keep us happy" is what I tell our children and they have often admitted that it really happens that way. It feels good when you have accomplished something that benefits those around you. Children do appreciate their play time more and argue less, which then ups their creativity if they have chores and learning to do.
I once had our boys borrow a bore (hand drill) from their grandpa so they could really be "boring" while making holes in some wood.
If children are old enough to write, one could start a story and then pass the paper around until everyone has written a part. If they can't write yet, making up stories can be fun too.
We need to tea'ch them already to like tea so we can have tea parties with them.
Thank you I really enjoyed reading this. And I agree with a routine, it takes so much frustration time away for me.


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