I'm glad, I think, that I put my head down and staggered through Susan Griffin's A Chorus of Stones, but it's a book that takes a toll. I will forever connect its content with my trip to the Nevada Test Site, not only because I happened to bookend the trip with the (actual) book, reading it on the ways there and back, but because much of Griffin's writing centers on the history of nuclear weaponry. Perhaps that was the point--to speak of technology entirely within the context of the people affected by it.
This may be one of the best books I have read in a long time--Susan Griffin weaves her personal/family story with the stories of "ordinary" people affected by negative events like nuclear power testing as well as the lives of historical figures.
Philosophy of the body inextricable from the trauma of the mind. The premise is simple, but a mere curtain covering the window and what we see beyond it is huge: the traumas of war, like the personal traumas each of us experience, are writ on the body (ours, the earth) and can be felt by all. These traumas reverberate across time, history, cultures, psyches, and in our bodies. "The requirements of gender are like the omnipresent yet partly hidden plans of a secret bureaucracy....And is there not shame at the core of all one learns as one learns propriety? It is a curious habit of mind that can imagine a man unmanned by the nature of his own feelings." On soldiers in battle: "Not the idea of death but a wall of flame, not the abstract notion of sacrifice but the bodily knowledge that just under your foot, as you take your next step, there may be a mine. Small children, infants lying face down, flesh ribboned open and bloody.
At this stage of my life I have come to reaccept the idea that when you discover yourself within the lines of a text, a work of literature has the possibility of becoming the urbs quadrata, a templum from which to examine the cosmos and counteract time. This I have come to understand both the freedom and the strange vulnerability of exile." 293 This is the story of the feminine spirit and its resilience.
Though I would never pick it up for "leisure reading", it is a good choice if one is looking for something to analyze.
For the first time, a plastic has been developed which is fully erectile: Imipolex G Ivan Pavlov, the eldest of eleven children, was born in Ryazan, Russian Empire. At the same time, but 100 years later, Slothrop had scored only a couple of days ago when the rocket hit. Moreover, Slothrop's "scores" always precede (by two to ten days) the arrival of the rocket at the same location. My father was not allowed to cry over his lost mother. Pointsman had learned that when a buzzer or metronome was sounded in subsequent time with food being presented to the octopus Grigori in consecutive sequences, Grigori would initially salivate when the food was presented. The faithful octopus would later come to associate the sound with the presentation of the food and salivate upon the presentation of that stimulus.
I just wish feminist literature would embrace the connections of everything, especially from an ecologist like Griffin, because we so rarely see that in our segmented version of society and education, something which I learned from her in another essay she wrote. However, this book should be mandatory reading in this day and age, especially with the politician we have elected as our presidency recently, because I think it will give a much more encompassing perspective to how he got to be where he is so hopefully we can work towards a less war torn society.