Author: Jef Costello
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November 29, 2014 Jef Costello
Mein Kodex, Fortsetzung
3,006 words
Übersetzt von Deep Roots
English original here
In einem früheren Essay teilte ich zehn Aphorismen aus „meinem Kodex“ mit. Falls euch dieser Essay entgangen ist, sage ich nur, daß ich vor ein paar Jahren beschloß, einen Kodex zu erstellen, um danach zu leben. Wie die meisten Dinge, die ich tue, verwandelte sich das in ein größeres Projekt, und ich sammelte schließlich Nuggets „praktischer Weisheit“ aus allen möglichen Quellen: Aristoteles, die Stoiker und Epikureer, die Eddas und Sagas, (more…)
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November 29, 2014 Jef Costello
Mein Kodex
3,851 words
Übersetzt von Deep Roots
English original here
Vor ein paar Jahren entschied ich, daß ich einen Kodex brauchte, um danach zu leben: eine Reihe von Prinzipien, die mein Leben leiten. Nun, es ist nicht so, als hätte ich nicht bereits einige Prinzipien entdeckt, die mir als richtig erschienen; es war nicht so, als ob ich im Blindflug unterwegs gewesen wäre, ohne irgendwelche Überzeugungen. Aber ich hatte mich nie hingesetzt und darüber nachgedacht, woraus genau mein „Kodex“ bestand, und das alles zu Papier gebracht. (more…)
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November 28, 2014 Jef Costello
Heidegger at Neverland Ranch
5,094 words
The second chapter of a novel, Heidegger in Chicago (a comedy of errors). (Chapter 1 here.)
When Heidegger awakened, he thought that someone was slapping him on his left cheek. Then he realized that he was lying on a vinyl car seat, and the car was going down a bumpy road.
It was night. Heidegger sat up slowly. His limbs were stiff. He had no idea how long he had been out, (more…)
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3,909 words
The first chapter of the novel Heidegger in Chicago: A Comedy of Errors
Chinchilla Heatherton stared up at the man behind the lectern. “He reminds me of my father,” she thought. He too had legs that could bend in the middle, enabling him to sit on objects smaller than himself. He too had colored orbs embedded in his head, enabling him to register light waves refracted off the surface of objects. He too had a hole below the orbs, from which sounds emerged.
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4,563 words
A short story by Jef Costello
The lesbians of Berkeley can strip a man to the bone in thirty seconds. At least, that was what Heidegger had heard. They lumbered around the U.C. Berkeley campus, their large, pale, shapeless bodies suspended in boiler suits. Land manatees with buzzcut heads full of raised consciousness. One of them dropped a few quarters into the cup of coffee Heidegger was holding as he stood on Telegraph Avenue, trying to find his bearings. He had not been enjoying the coffee anyway. (more…)
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Jack Donovan
A Sky Without Eagles: Selected Essays and Speeches 2010-2014
Milwaukie, Or.: Dissonant Hum, 2014A Sky Without Eagles is Jack Donovan’s eagerly anticipated follow-up to The Way of Men (2012) – which has now sold an astonishing ten thousand copies. This anthology collects a number of essays and talks Donovan has given since 2010. (more…)
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In an earlier essay, I shared ten aphorisms from “my code.” In case you missed that essay, I will just say that a few years ago I decided to establish a code to live by. Like most of the things I do, this turned into a major project and I wound up gathering nuggets of “practical knowledge” from all manner of sources: Aristotle, the Stoics and Epicureans, the Eddas and Sagas, medieval Chivalry, Japanese Bushido, Tyler Durden, G. I. Gurdjieff, and even Indian Shaivism. (more…)
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Last night I was so bored I actually turned on Fox News. I do this now and then, with the same sort of feeling I get when I pass a roadside accident and, against my better judgment, turn briefly to glimpse the carnage. It was around 10:30, so the execrable Sean Hannity was on. After a minute or so of the usual Obamacare coverage they went to a commercial. It was then that I received the revelation, and my life changed forever.
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January 29, 2014 Jef Costello
Die unsichtbare Ideologie
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3,739 words
German translation here
A few years ago, I decided I needed a code to live by: a set of principles to guide my life. Now, it’s not as if I hadn’t already discovered some principles that seemed right to me; it wasn’t as if I was flying blind, without any convictions. But I had never sat down and reflected on exactly what my “code” consisted in, and put it all on paper. So, I decided one day to do just that.
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2,587 words
The key problem of our age is disconnection from truth. This takes several distinct forms. The first, and most obvious, is the prevalence of lies. As everyone knows, modern, western civilization is founded upon lies about human nature, culture, and history. The most significant of these – underlying, in one form of another, most of the rest – is the equality lie; the myth of human equality, which is the chief myth of our age. (“Myth,” as most of my readers know, can have a positive or a negative connotation, as there are salutary myths; here, obviously, I am using the term in its purely negative sense.) (more…)
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Tito Perdue
Lee
New York: The Overlook Press, 2007Lee bothered me for days. That’s not a bad thing, though. Because I saw myself in this book. Lee, the title character, is me. Right down to the hemorrhoids. Or, at least, he’s what I might be in thirty years.
Lee Pefley – or Dr. Lee Pefley, as he styles himself – is perhaps the most misanthropic character in all literature. (more…)