Silent Etudes

This blog is a mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. It's a place they turn the lights down low, the jigsaw jazz and the jet fresh flow. A place for the humble, the nimble, the inward and the handmade. A jam session where Django Reinhardt meets Ludwig Wittgenstein while listening to Baden Powell quoting Charlie Parker. A pithy palace of puns and subversions. A place for broken chords and backyard tropes.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

E sarà mia colpa, Se cosi è*

The false, the evil, and the ugly are everywhere presented as the true, the good, and the beautiful. That is how things stand. One who sees this way is said to be depressed, which is, of course, a distortion and trivialization. Then, with glib pseudo-science, our medical community reduces the "depression" to a serotonin deficiency. It is comforting to know that the pharma companies have solved this "disease" and have convinced their vast sales force (ie., doctors) to prescribe their drugs so eagerly. Why, just fill in the 10 question quiz in the waiting room to see if you are "depressed" and qualify for a Zoloft prescription. What a pathetic farce this entire health care system has become. As for the false, the evil, and the ugly, that is how things stand today. The only question is whether this has always been the case.
*And will it be my fault, if things are so? Stendhal, Le Rouge et le Noir, Chapter 4, Book 1; apocryphal quote attributed to Machiavelli

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