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greetings from the eternal present
May. 13th, 2020 12:45 pmIt's been said: we're all living in the eternal present. Plans for the future are impossible, and the past is another planet.
And one of the things on that other, beautiful planet was Re-bar. Note the tense. Re-bar is closing at its current location at Howell & Boren. The place has been an institution, from theater to burlesque to house music to goth nights to comedy to game shows to queer stuff. The owners say they just can't keep paying $10K/month in rent with no income. They're planning to reopen in the south end - less convenient for me, but much more sensible commercially than central Seattle anymore - in the fall of next year. Nowhere else in the city have I had so many benignly gonzo good times, and nowhere else have I shaken my ass so hard. I fervently hope it comes back.
I finally saw Parasite with my son on Monday night. It really is as good as advertised. It works on so. Many. Levels. One quibble: they were a little cavalier about cultural appropriation from Native Americans. It's not gratuitous and it's a Korean movie, for heaven's sake, but I still cringed.
One of the things I do to unwind at night while I'm dilating is wikisurfing. I finally got around to reading about the Eleusinian Mysteries. Their most central aspects remain - wait for it - a bit mysterious. An awful lot of the known aspects of it, though, and the reaction of Roman participants like Cicero led me to an analogy. Eleusis was a spiritual experience that was possibly enhanced with psychedelics. Burning Man is psychedelic for some, spiritual for some, and both for some. But if there are any secrets at Burning Man, they're made & kept by the participants, not the organizers.
And one of the things on that other, beautiful planet was Re-bar. Note the tense. Re-bar is closing at its current location at Howell & Boren. The place has been an institution, from theater to burlesque to house music to goth nights to comedy to game shows to queer stuff. The owners say they just can't keep paying $10K/month in rent with no income. They're planning to reopen in the south end - less convenient for me, but much more sensible commercially than central Seattle anymore - in the fall of next year. Nowhere else in the city have I had so many benignly gonzo good times, and nowhere else have I shaken my ass so hard. I fervently hope it comes back.
I finally saw Parasite with my son on Monday night. It really is as good as advertised. It works on so. Many. Levels. One quibble: they were a little cavalier about cultural appropriation from Native Americans. It's not gratuitous and it's a Korean movie, for heaven's sake, but I still cringed.
One of the things I do to unwind at night while I'm dilating is wikisurfing. I finally got around to reading about the Eleusinian Mysteries. Their most central aspects remain - wait for it - a bit mysterious. An awful lot of the known aspects of it, though, and the reaction of Roman participants like Cicero led me to an analogy. Eleusis was a spiritual experience that was possibly enhanced with psychedelics. Burning Man is psychedelic for some, spiritual for some, and both for some. But if there are any secrets at Burning Man, they're made & kept by the participants, not the organizers.
