Pilnmēness nogurdinātie - We are in this together

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Ko lai dara, katram ir savs laiks, kad uznāk sofomoru atziņas.

But we really are. I mean, not "together" together (although sometimes and for some time, that, too), but we — this wider-than-parent-child-but-not-quite-grandfather-grandchild generation that is currently reading ourselves. What we do, we do in parallel and it all comes to the state of world after us. Did we make it better? Next generations will not read us. They will just perceive the world as we left it for them.
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From:[info]helvetica
Date: 15. Decembris 2011 - 20:55
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From:[info]begemots
Date: 15. Decembris 2011 - 23:18
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Heh, vispirms man par šo ierakstu jautā, vai es esmu skatījies Brazil (nē), tagad izrādās ir tāds NIN ar tādu dziesmu. :) Arvien vairāk sāku justies kā kaut kāds abstrakts Zeitgeist rupors.
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From:[info]brookings
Date: 16. Decembris 2011 - 10:22
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I remember going to visit my girlfriend's catholic Irish relatives in Northern Ireland. It was my first intimate experience of feeling a different perception of the state of the world left to both them and myself.
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From:[info]begemots
Date: 16. Decembris 2011 - 10:31
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And what kind of difference was it, if I may ask?
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From:[info]brookings
Date: 16. Decembris 2011 - 10:50
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Oh, historical interpretation which was alive and realized (the yank/Latvian use of the word 'realise'). You could see it in the curbing painted in the colours of the Irish flag, in the 'celtic' tagged on to the name of any Catholic football team, and in her grandfather's answer to a British soldier on an army roadblock that he was from the Free State.

And, of course, after sizing me up (a protestant Brit that 'his' (he was the sole brother to leave for the mainland) daughter had picked up, they sat me down in the kitchen and made sure I understood their history, both grand (their history of oppression), and local (bodies in the farmyard).

Religion (lighting candles in the church), superstition (warts cured by the holy woman in the caravan), and the perception of everyday sounds (a backfiring car was a gun fired) all bursting for space in our everyday cosmonology.

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