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THE GREEN LANTERN fell flat in theaters when it should have soared.

THE GREEN LANTERN fell flat in theaters when it should have soared.

3-D RARITIES offers us the chance to study 3-D Film Making right from the start. It is an invaluable offering.

3-D RARITIES offers us the chance to study 3-D Film Making right from the start. It is an invaluable offering.

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People have put forward a lot of reasons as to why the film of THE GREEN LANTERN bombed in theaters.

Here is my 2 cents worth.

I went to see the film knowing the character from the comics which I read in my teens. THE GREEN LANTERN has always been one of my favorites. I particularly like the stories done when DC was writing off the character and gave artist Neal Adams and his writer Dennis O’Neil freedom to do what they wanted.

That freedom lifted a dead comic from the grave dramatically.

Frankly, those stories have never been surpassed as far as I am concerned though I can’t say that 100% because I long ago stopped reading comic books.

But for my money the main reason the movie did not fly was because the use of 3D in the film conformed to the dominant 3D aesthetic of depth as opposed to foreground action.

The use of what is called Z-SPACE has been frowned upon by 3D film makers from the birth of the medium.

We will be able to study that birth as never before in the upcoming Blu-ray 3D RARITIES.

As 3D pioneer Ray Zone tells us in his book STEREOSCOPIC CINEMA when the first 3D film makers brought their work to be presented in a motion picture theater they were told to come back with something more interesting.

That was because their work used depth but not foreground action.

What they came back with is shown on the cover of Zone’s book. It was a huge hit.

The first 3-D Filmmakers felt the use of pop out 3_D aesthetically offensive. When they brought their work to theaters to be shown they were told, "Come back with something more interesting." The "more interesting" is featuredon the cover of Ray Zone's excellent book. It is a must read.

The first 3-D Filmmakers felt the use of pop out 3_D aesthetically offensive. When they brought their work to theaters to be shown they were told, “Come back with something more interesting.” The “more interesting” is featured on the cover of Ray Zone’s excellent book. It is a must read.

The critics have been slamming 3D since its birth. Wrote Bosley Crowther in his review of Warner Brothers’ HOUSE OF WAX, “Nor is it that the stereo-photography, while more effective than any other yet seen in New York theatres, is of but moderate advantage to the film. The picture is in Technicolor (as was the previous “The Mystery of the Wax Museum”) and the illusion of contour and depth in the images, as viewed through polaroid glasses, is good. On a few occasions, such as a scene in which a barker bounces a rubber ball toward the audience or figures tumble forward in the picture, the shock effect is pronounced. But the so-called added dimension of “deepness” is of slight significance.”

Leap ahead to present day and we find little has changed on the critical front.

The public, nonetheless, loves 3D movies.

And for that public 3D is COMING OUT AT YAmaxresdefault. Re-read the excerpt from Crowther: ” …The illusion of contour and depth in the images, as viewed through polaroid glasses, is good. On a few occasions, such as a scene in which a barker bounces a rubber ball toward the audience or figures tumble forward in the picture, the shock effect is pronounced. But the so-called added dimension of “deepness” is of slight significance.”

THE GREEN LANTERN had tremendous potential for pop out action. It did not use it. Simply put, the movie failed to live up  to my/our expectations let alone surpass them which is what the entertainment business is all about.

In the excellent documentary BRIAN MAY’S BRIEF HISTORY OF 3D the case is made for the aesthetic use of 3D. The theory is the use of foreground action takes us, the viewer, out of the movie.

That is not the case. Martin Scorsese made excellent use of foreground action in his film, HUGO, which is an absolute joy to watch.

James Cameron kept the use of foreground space (Z-Space) to a minimum during AVATAR.

That’s fine.

But when the moment calls for it it should be used.

There was a period in 3D feature film production when the aesthetic sense ruled over the entertainment sense. As Salvador Dali and Pablo Picasso beautifully said it, “It is good taste not bad taste which is the enemy.” As a result the box office for 3D films dropped. Critics gleefully announced that 3D was once again, thankfully, dead.

THE GREEN LANTERN suffered from too much good taste.

Hopefully when another film is made featuring THE GREEN LANTERN (and I hope it is with Ryan Reynolds as he was great in the part) we will get the cinematic joyride we should have gotten in the first one.

In the meantime I urge you to reserve a copy of 3-D RARITIES. It has been produced for FLICKER ALLEY by Bob Furmanek of THE 3-D FILM ARCHIVE  (http://www.3dfilmarchive.com , http://greenbriarpictureshows.blogspot.com). For those who own the rights to the great 3D classics like BWANA DEVIL, there is not a better man to bring your work before the public. We are all getting along in years. Take advantage of Bob Furmanek’s expertise and love for the medium NOW while you can.

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http://www.nytimes.com/movie/review?res=9F06E1DA1F3DE03ABC4952DFB2668388649EDE

http://www.technologyreview.com/view/508991/a-display-that-makes-interactive-3-d-seem-mind-bogglingly-real/

 

 

Matthew 7:6 King James Version (KJV)

6 Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you.

The problem is that all too often we can’t tells who the dogs and swine are until we give them our pearls.

Years ago while out posting flyers for my programs in the winter I saw a fellow I knew who was poorly dressed for the cold. I stopped, talked with him and found out his mother who lived in another country had lost her job and was not able to send money to him. As a result he was homeless.

I spoke with my then landlady. She raised the rent a small bit so I could help him.

One day a few months later after he returned from a party I found his attitude towards me had changed completely.

It seems the people at the party he had gone to had a very low opinion of myself.

Shortly after he moved on.

He was the first. He certainly has not been the last. I have met quite a few people who were homeless and friendless when they came into my life.

The good thing is that most of the people I have given a hand to were not like him although a few were.

It is easy enough to pick up our pearls from the mud and to clean them off. It is a bit more difficult to deal with the rending but time heals all wounds and wounds all heels.

The one thing I am not about to do is allow the swine to keep me from helping others.

For then I would become like them. Told that someone was speaking very ill of him Confucius said, “That is strange. I never helped that person.”

So when you hear someone rending me just say, “Oh, he must have helped you.”

Matthew 25:

31 When the Son of man shall come in his glory, and all the holy angels with him, then shall he sit upon the throne of his glory:
32 And before him shall be gathered all nations: and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divideth his sheep from the goats:
33 And he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but the goats on the left.
34 Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world:
35 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:
36 Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.
37 Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink?
38 When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee?
39 Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?
40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
41 Then shall he say also unto them on the left hand, Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels:
42 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink:
43 I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.
44 Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, or athirst, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister unto thee?
45 Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me.
46 And these shall go away into everlasting punishment: but the righteous into life eternal.

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+25&version=KJV

Last year around this time one of the brightest people I have ever met walked in here by chance. He asked if he could live here. I said, “Sure.” However his mother disapproved. In primitive tribal society the need to separate a by from his mother was seen as primal. When the boy reached the age when hair began to grow around his cock the older men would come in a group and “steal” the boy from his mother. Today boys rarely leave the mother. As a result we are seeing the rise of a visceral rage among young men all over the world. All of this is discussed in THE ERANOS LECTURES (http://www.eranosfoundation.org/homepage_b.htm).

When I told his mother that her son would learn more here than at any university in the world she shouted, as I expected, “NO!” What surprised me (and what I did not expect) was when her son shouted, “NO!” I said, “So why do you want to live here?” “So I can experience poverty,” the boy replied. I told him,”You are experiencing poverty at the university. You won’t experience it here.”

One of my favorite statements comes from the French author, film maker, playwright, poet, sculptor Jean Cocteau. Cocteau was not only homosexual he was also effeminate which means he was doubly damned because he could not hide. When we can not hide we either kill our self and become cruel or become very strong and learn to love. Cocteau became strong. He had legions of young men eager to enter his life. His last lover, Edouard Dermit, said to the media the day Cocteau died and the press came to hear him dish dirt, “You have to understand. I owe my life to this man.” Said Cocteau, “Whatever the world condemns you for make it your own. It is yourself.” The reason I gave you the background is for you to understand that Cocteau LIVED those words. That is the only way we can give meaning to our lives. The best definition I have found of a poet is that a poet is a person who chooses the words they will live by.

After Cocteau died Dermit got married, fathered two sons and publicly acknowledged his great love for Cocteau. Today they lie buried for eternity together.chap-tombe-cocteau-milly Edouard Dermit  1

In ON LIBERTY John Stuart Mill wrote, “The initiation of all wise or noble things comes and must come from individuals; generally at first from some one individual. The honor and glory of the average man is that he is capable of following that initiative; that he can respond to wise and noble things: I am not countenancing the sort of ‘hero worship’ which applauds the strong man of genius for forcibly seizing on the government and making it do his bidding in spite of itself. All he can claim is freedom to point the way. The power of compelling others into it is not only inconsistent with the freedom and development of the rest, but corrupting to the strong man himself. It does seem, however, that when the opinions of masses of merely average men are everywhere become or becoming the dominant power, that the
counterpoint and corrective to that tendency would be the more and more pronounced individuality of those who stand on the higher eminences of thought. It is in these circumstances most especially, that exceptional individuals, instead of being deterred, should be encouraged in acting differently from the mass. In other times there was no advantage in doing so, unless they acted not only differently but better. In this age, the mere example of non-conformity, the mere refusal to bend the knee to custom, is itself a service. Precisely because the tyranny of opinion is such as to make eccentricity a reproach, it is desirable, in order to break through that tyranny,
that people should be eccentric.

“Eccentricity has always abounded when and where strength of character has abounded; and the amount of eccentricity in a society has generally been proportional to the amount of genius, mental vigor and moral courage it contained. That so few now dare to be eccentric marks the chief danger of the time.”

“That so few now dare to be eccentric marks the chief danger of the time.” That was published in 1859.

We live in a time when fewer still dare to be eccentric.

Eccentric was a euphemism used by the media when the use of the word “homosexual” could bring on a libel suit.

Today, it seems, at least in the west, being a homosexual is no longer a bad thing.

This is unfortunate in the extreme because to achieve acceptance many homosexual men have become straighter than the straights.

Edouard Dermit was 22 when he met Cocteau. He was engaged by Cocteau as a gardener in 1947. Cocteau was 58.

The good thing is that today that is still a cause for scandal. The ironic thing is that the one place where it is the biggest cause for scandal is in the homosexual community.

The boy who did not move in’s mother told me she had seen Spanish film director Pedro Almodovar (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pedro_Almodóvar)on the street, that she had shouted, “Hello, Pedro!” and that he had swept past her without a reply.

Rightfully so.

Said Almodovar, “When I wanted to study film I got lucky. The Spanish government shut down all the film schools.”
The boy’s mother would not have approved of her son living with Almodovar before he became infamous either (which, as my friend Karl Bustamante says means “really fucking famous”).

Ralph Waldo Emerson writes in ON SELF-RELIANCE, “Insist on yourself; never imitate. Your own gift you can present every moment with the cumulative force of a whole life’s cultivation; but of the adopted talent of another you only have an extemporaneous half possession. That which each can do best, none but his Maker can teach him. No man yet knows what it is, nor can, till that person has exhibited it. Where is the master who could have taught Shakespeare? Where is the master who could have instructed Franklin, or Washington, or Bacon, or Newton? Every great man is unique. The Scipionism of Scipio is precisely that part he could not borrow. Shakespeare will never be made by the study of Shakespeare. Do that which is assigned you, and you cannot hope too much or dare too much…

“Whoso would be a man, must be a nonconformist. He who would gather immortal palms must not be hindered by the name of goodness, but must explore if it be goodness. Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. Absolve you to yourself, and you shall have the suffrage of the world. I remember an answer which when quite young I was prompted to make to a valued advisor who was wont to importune me with the dear old doctrines of the church. On my saying, ‘What do I have with the sacredness of traditions, if I live wholly from within?’ my friend suggested, ‘–But these impulses may be from below, not from above,’ I replied. ‘They do not seem to me to be such; but if I am the Devil’s child, I will then live as one from the Devil.’ No law can be sacred to me but that of my own nature. Good and bad are but names transferable to that or this; the only right is what is after my constitution; the only wrong what is against it…I am ashamed to think how easily we capitulate to badges and names, to large societies and dead institutions.”

I get the shivers every time I read, “If I am the Devil’s child let me then live as one from the Devil.” God, the balls in that.

A lot of extremely good people have found value in what I offer. I can deal with mothers telling their sons to stay away.

And the boys who listen to such mothers don’t belong here.

It takes courage to make your own what the world condemns us for.

If we haven’t got that courage we might as well be dead.

Boys want to be loved. To be loved a boy will sell his soul.

Men understand the importance of being hated.

This is why Jesus said, “You will be hated by all men for my name’s sake.”

Writes Thomas Cahill in THE HINGES OF HISTORY, “How could a grown man have spent so much time so foolishly? Well, it’s what everyone else was doing. This is a static world. Civilized life, like the cultivation of Ausonius’s magnificent Bordeaux vineyards, lies in doing well what has been done before. Doing the expected is the highest value— and the second highest is like it: receiving the appropriate admiration of one’s peers for doing it.” (http://reghartt.ca/cineforum/?p=14136)

Being an original has no place in a civilized society.

Proud to be hated.–Reg Hartt, 4/14/2015.

 

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rumorsYesterday (Sunday, April 11, 2015) as I biked around the city with flyers for my programs I saw that once again the person who has been attacking myself and others for over twenty years has slithered from his hole to shoot another dose of poison.

For a bit of history go here:   http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/toronto/toronto-alternative-theatre-founder-stands-up-to-bullying-threats/article549053/

http://business.financialpost.com/fp-comment/lawrence-solomon-fords-blow-for-film-freedom

http://reghartt.ca/cineforum/?p=12430  .

When I got home I found a message from a friend alerting me that he had seen the flyers as well.

The Toronto Police have not been in touch with me. When I got home Sunday I got in touch with them. I called the number on the flyer.

The Toronto Police have not been in touch with me. When I got home Sunday I got in touch with them. I called the number on the flyer.

This harassment and hate has been going on for over twenty years. I am not the only person this man has attacked.

Terry Ross worked for the man posting flyers for him. The man is a crack addict. His money goes up his nose instead of into business. He could not pay Terry as a result. He owed Terry a lot of money. One day he came up from behind Terry on the street and beat Ross so savagely he had to go to the hospital. A police officer witnessed the assault. He urged Terry to file charges. Terry, a street person, said, “I am not a rat.” A few weeks later flyers appeared all over the city from Bloor and Bathurst over to Yonge and Bloor down to Queen Street between Bathurst and University and everwhere in between denouncing Terry as a police informant. Here is the video I filmed of the flyers:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=an6wuSoPjlc .

Then the man posted flyers around the city offering to pay $500 to whomever broke a person’s legs.

Then, during Caribana, a racist flyer appeared all over the city. It was posted beside my flyers to make it look like I was the one putting it up. “He is trying to get you killed,” friends who saw it said.

This poster was an attempt to get a drug dealer to send a hit man here. One did come. He left when he saw this is bullshit. Drug dealers are not stupid.

This poster was an attempt to get a drug dealer to send a hit man out to kill Daniel. One did come. He left when he saw this is bullshit. Drug dealers are not stupid. It was a scary moment.

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Another person to feel the poison of this man was bike courier Daniel Goggin who is also one of the city's best bike mechanics. The man behind these attacks offers POLICE AUCTION BIKES for sale. Daniel worked for him briefly. He quit because he was asked to certify bicycles that were not safe. A few years back a huge fire on Queen Street West at Bathurst levelled a block. One of the shops destroyed was a bicycle shop. The man behind these attacks sifted through the ashes for bike parts. Told they were not safe he used them anyway. Daniel found himself the target of a vicious street poster campaign.

Another person to feel the poison of this man was bike courier Daniel Goggin who is also one of the city’s best bike mechanics. The man behind these attacks offers POLICE AUCTION BIKES for sale. Daniel worked for him briefly. He quit because he was asked to certify bicycles that were not safe. A few years back a huge fire on Queen Street West at Bathurst levelled a block. One of the shops destroyed was a bicycle shop. The man behind these attacks sifted through the ashes for bike parts. Told they were not safe he used them anyway. Daniel found himself the target of a vicious street poster campaign.

In this video Daniel Goggin talks about working for the man and of being targeted by him with street flyers:   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v96QfcjaR2U.

In this video John-Paul Re talks about working for the man behind the street poster attacks on myself and others and being offered drugs instead of money for his work: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIP17OeXDCg   .

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When Adam Vaughan ran for the Federal Liberal Party these flyers appeared everywhere in this riding. Again hundreds of them went up.

When Adam Vaughan ran for the Federal Liberal Party flyers appeared everywhere in this riding attacking myself as running kiddie porn.  1 DSC00028 The so-called kiddie porn was the film SALO which can be gotten from The Toronto Public Library. Porn it ain’t.

 

These attacks are not going to stop. Welcome to life in the big city. What I have shown here is just the tip of the iceberg. I have also received many anonymous phone calls delivering the same hateful message.

It must really be driving the man mad that none of his poison has harmed me.–Reg Hartt.

One of the most refreshing things I saw yesterday was when I opened this trash container to put a bundle of hate posters where they belong. Someone else had done it as well. When you see them please do the same.

One of the most refreshing things I saw yesterday was when I opened this trash container to put a bundle of hate posters where they belong. Someone else had done it as well. When you see them please do the same.

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The film he is calling kiddieporn is Pasolini's SALO: 120 DAYS OF SODOM which I am showing NOW so you can see it at THE CINEFORUM and decide for yourself what should be done to the one behind this hate-filled campaign.

The film he is calling kiddieporn is Pasolini’s SALO: 120 DAYS OF SODOM which I am showing NOW so you can see it at THE CINEFORUM and decide for yourself what should be done to the one behind this hate-filled campaign.

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Toronto's Street Poster Bylaws only allow letter size posters to be placed on kiosks. The man behind these attacks ignores the bylaws completely. Others have been fined  but not him. Is he supplying drugs or money to someone to have them turn a blind eye?

Toronto’s Street Poster Bylaws only allow letter size posters to be placed on kiosks. The man behind these attacks ignores the bylaws completely. Others have been fined but not him. Is he supplying drugs or money to someone to have them turn a blind eye?

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Toronto's Street Poster Bylaws only allow letter size posters to be placed on kiosks. The man behind these attacks ignores the bylaws completely. Others have been fined  but not him. Is he supplying drugs or money to someone to have them turn a blind eye?

Toronto’s Street Poster Bylaws only allow letter size posters to be placed on kiosks. The man behind these attacks ignores the bylaws completely. Others have been fined but not him. Is he supplying drugs or money to someone to have them turn a blind eye?

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I am not the only person to receive life threatening phone messages from the author of this nonsense. What is incredible is the refusal of City authorities to halt this man. My Councillor Joe Cressy when campaigning for office told me, "This is hate." He talked the talk. Unfortunately now that Joe has what he wants he, like the Priest in the parable of The Good Samaritan, crosses the rod. Joe does not. it seems, walk the walk.

I am not the only person to receive life threatening phone messages from the author of this nonsense. What is incredible is the refusal of City authorities to halt this man. My Councillor Joe Cressy when campaigning for office told me, “This is hate.” He talked the talk. Unfortunately now that Joe has what he wants he, like the Priest in the parable of The Good Samaritan, crosses the rod. Joe does not. it seems, walk the walk.

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during Caribana, a racist flyer appeared all over the city. It was posted beside my flyers to make it look like I was the one putting it up. "He is trying to get you killed," friends who saw it said. Over a thousand of them went up.

During Caribana, a racist flyer appeared all over the city. It was posted beside my flyers to make it look like I was the one putting it up. “He is trying to get you killed,” friends who saw it said. Over a thousand of them went up.When

These flyers were posted all over the city by the same man who has been harassing myself for over twenty years.

These flyers were posted all over the city by the same man who has been harassing myself for over twenty years.

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I got the Christmas Card from Chuck Jones the last Christmas of his life. Not bad for someone who was told ny his high school principal, "You have the wrong attitude. If you leave this school today you will starve in two weeks." Had I not left I would have starved.

I got the Christmas Card from Chuck Jones the last Christmas of his life. Not bad for someone who was told ny his high school principal, “You have the wrong attitude. If you leave this school today you will starve in two weeks.” Had I not left I would have starved.

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April Film @ The Cineforum, 463 Bathurst below College. 416-603-6643.

Saturday, April 4, 11, 18, 25

7pm: THE SALVADOR DALI FILM FEST Films made by Salvador Dali with Luis Bunuel & Walt Disney.

9pm: THE UNBOWDLERIZED BEST OF HOLLYWOOD CARTOONS Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Betty Boop, Mickey Mouse, Popeye and all their pals uncut as their creators meant us to see them.

“Mickey Mouse, the artistic offspring of Walt Disney, has fallen afoul of the censors in a big way, largely because of his amazing success. Papas and Mamas, especially Mamas, have spoken vigorously to censor boards and elsewhere about what a devilish, naughty little mouse Mickey turned out to be. Now we find that Mickey is not to drink, smoke, or tease the stock in the barnyard. Mickey has been spanked. It is the old, old story. If nobody knows you, you can do anything, and if everybody knows you, you can’t do anything – except what every one approves, which is very little of anything. It has happened often enough among the human stars of the screen and now it gets even the little fellow in black and white who is no thicker than a pencil mark and exists solely in a state of mind.”– Columnist Terry Ramsaye, MOTION PICTURE HERALD, February 28, 1931.

http://looney.goldenagecartoons.com/ltcuts/

Sunday, April 5, 12, 19, 26

7pm: KID DRACULA [NOSFERATU (1922) F. W. Murnau set to RADIOHEAD’S KID A & OK COMPUTER)

Monday, April 6, 13, 20, 27.

Canadian Film Artist Bruce LaBruce is being honored with an exhibition of his work at New York’s Museum of Modern Art. Kudos to Bruce.

7pm: ADVOCATE FOR FAGDOM (2011) Angélique Bosio.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1695807/

http://www.dazeddigital.com/artsandculture/article/11784/1/bruce-labruce-the-advocate-for-fagdom

9pm: BRUCE LA BRUCE FILM FEST “Canadian filmmaker Bruce LaBruce, the very definition of the word indie, a stalwart refuser of popular-entertain-ment values, a relentless nose-tweaker of the straight and the respectable, is about to have a retrospective of his work at the Museum of Modern Art in New York. He has also launched a line of jewellery and perfume called “Obscenity.” He has become an example of the kind of success that well-connected, Canadian Film Centre-trained, CBC-supported writers and directors only dream of. In this he is evidence of the long-term effect of not trying to please the petrified, boardroom-bound managers of television networks.” —Russell Smith, THE GLOBE AND MAIL.

Tuesday, April 7,

7pm: THE HOUSE (1997) Šarūnas Bartas http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_House_%281997_film%29

9pm: POLA X (1999) Leo Carax 134 minutes. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pola_X

Tuesday, April 14,

7pm: ANDREI RUBLEV (1999) Andrei Tarkovsky. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrei_Rublev_%28film%29

Tuesday, April 21,

7pm: The Mother and the Whore (1973) Jean Eustache. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Mother_and_the_Whore

Tuesday, April 28,

7pm: The Lonely Voice of Man (1978, 1987) Alexander Sokurov. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lonely_Voice_of_Man

9pm: L’Enfant Secret (1979) Philippe Garrel http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0085489/

Wednesday, April 8, 15, 22, 29.

7pm: OCCUPY TORONTO (2011) Filmed by Reg Hartt. Hosted by Jack Troughton.

A Father’s Stern Slaps

Kathleen Wynne, the Premier Of Ontario, Canada, had a video released targeting men for raping women (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2ZSZrGc-O8). This is a continuation of an attack on the male that has been going on in the west for decades.

At the end of World War Two America women visiting the Soviet Union asked Russian women why they treated their men with so much deference.

The Russian women replied, “You have to understand our men were all we had between us and Adolf Hitler.”

“In my country we had an iron curtain and knew it. In your country you have an iron curtain of the mind and don’t know it,” said a young Russian last year.

“You’re right. Some of us do know it. The rest do not and do not want to,” I replied.

John Taylor Gatto in his essay AGAINST SCHOOLS (reprinted on this site) and in his landmark book, THE UNDERGROUND HISTORY OF AMERICAN EDUCATION, warns of what happens when the young are robbed of the presence of older human beings.

http://thesestonewalls.com/gordon-macrae/in-the-absence-of-fathers-a-story-of-elephants-and-men/

http://www.cbsnews.com/news/the-delinquents/

You want to know why young men are raping women? It is for the same reason those young elephants raped rhinos.

STAY OUT OF SCHOOL

I was 18 years old. When I researched on my own the essential subject of history I found much that was not in the school texts. When I spoke with my teachers they said, “We are not allowed to bring that up.” By accident I discovered that the editions of Shakespeare and other great writers used in schools had had everything that might offend a mother cut out. My gut told me everything I had been taught was a lie. My parents say I was wrong. Everyone said go to university. I was fed up with sitting in classrooms. I have news for you. They are wrong.

Montesquieu: “We get three educations. The first is from our parents, the second from our schoolmasters, the third, life. The last makes liars of the first two.”

Albert Einstein: “It is, in fact, nothing short of a miracle that the modern methods of instruction have not entirely strangled the holy curiosity of inquiry; for this delicate little plant, aside from stimulation, stands mainly in need of freedom; without this it goes to wrack and ruin without fail. It is a very great mistake to think that the enjoyment of seeing and searching can be promoted by means of coercion and a sense of duty.”

George Bernard Shaw: “My schooling not only failed to teach me what it professed to be teaching, but prevented me from being educated to an extent which infuriates me when I think of all I might have learned at home by myself.”

Bertrand Russell: “Men are born ignorant, not stupid. They are made stupid by education.”

Ivan Illich: “School is an institution built on the axiom that learning is the result of teaching. And institutional wisdom continues to accept this axiom, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary.”

Ellis Marsalis to his sons Branford, Delfeayo and Wynton: “Most teachers say you should go to school to get your degree to have something to fall back on. Aside from being a huge lie, that also creates a very high level of mediocrity, because nobody who really believes that is going to take the leap of faith required to be a serious artist. Stay out of school.”

David Mamet: “Invent nothing. Deny nothing. Stand up. Speak up. Stay out of school.”

Jane Jacobs: “I had wonderful teachers in the first and second grades who taught me everything I know. After that, I’m afraid, the teachers were nice, but they were dopes…I have a lack of ideology, and not because I have an animus against any particular ideology; it’s just that they don’t make sense to me…they get in the way of thinking. I don’t see what use they are…University and uniformity, as ideals, have subtly influenced how people thought about education, politics, economics, government, everything…We are misled by universities and other intellectual institutions to believe that there are separate fields of knowledge. But it’s clear there are no separate fields of knowledge. It is a seamless web.”

My high school principle told me when I was 18, “You the wrong attitude. If you leave this school today you will starve in two weeks.” Had I not left I would have starved.

Most young men are afraid of danger. I was not.

I read a lot of science fiction stories in my teens. In my favorite ones the hero was always a young boy who went into the forbidden zone. There he discovered what was needed to save his people. I have spent my whole life in the forbidden zone. God help you if you can’t.

Hunter S. Thompson at 17: “Which is better? To stand safely on the shore or to risk the waves, perhaps to die.” I’m with Hunter. He wrote FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS VEGAS.

A young “poet” from Medellin, Colombia whom I wanted to introduce to Toronto emailed me:

“I am so sorry for saying this, but the project cannot go on due to what you told me yesterday, it is dangerous for me. Though it is a great opportunity and a good start for my projects I would not feel comfortable working in that environment.
“It was a big pleasure to meet you, and I really appreciate the fact that you came to me without masks yesterday, I know that you are a good person, but overall you are a man and Even the civilized man does not give a step without his shadow the untamed savage.
“You are a good teacher and I have learnt a lot during this two months, I will remember what you told me about life, about education, about knowledge and about happiness, so I basically just have thanks for you and I hope later I could meet you again and talk as if we were both men, and no, Man-Boy.
“Without more than thanks and apologizes, I hope you understand the situation.”
Words from real poets:
“Which is the Real One?” by Charles BaudelaireI once knew a certain Benedicta who filled earth and air with the ideal, and whose eyes scattered the seeds of longing for greatness, beauty and glory, for everything that makes a man believe in immortality.But this miraculous girl was too beautiful to live long; and so it was that, only a few days after I had come to know her, she died, and I buried her with my own hands one day when Spring was swaying its censer over the graveyards. I buried her with my own hands and shut her into a coffin of scented and incorruptible wood like the coffers of India.And while my eyes still gazed on the spot where my treasure lay buried, all at once I saw a little creature who looked singularly like the deceased, stamping up and down on the fresh earth in a strange hysterical frenzy, and who said as she shrieked with laughter:”Look at me! I am the real Benedicta! a perfect hussy! And to punish you for your blindness and your folly, you shall love me as I am.”

But I was furious and cried: “No! no! no!” And to emphasize my refusal I stamped so violently on the earth that my leg sank into the new dug grave to my knee; and now, like a wolf caught in a trap, I am held fast, perhaps forever, to the grave of the ideal.”

— Charles Baudelaire, {Paris Spleen} —

Crazy Jane Talks with the Bishop
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
I met the Bishop on the road
And much said he and I.
`Those breasts are flat and fallen now
Those veins must soon be dry;
Live in a heavenly mansion,
Not in some foul sty.’`Fair and foul are near of kin,
And fair needs foul,’ I cried.
‘My friends are gone, but that’s a truth
Nor grave nor bed denied,
Learned in bodily lowliness
And in the heart’s pride.`A woman can be proud and stiff
When on love intent;
But Love has pitched his mansion in
The place of excrement;
For nothing can be sole or whole
That has not been rent.’
Because I walked out of high school I got real teachers.
Among their number were many the world does not know and some the world does. Among those it does know were John Herbert, author of the landmark play, FORTUNE AND MEN’S EYES; Jane Jacobs, author of the pivotal book THE DEATH AND LIFE OF GREAT AMERICAN CITIES; Judith Merril, the mother of modern science/speculative fiction; Al Aronowitz, the man who wrote the first positive press about Allen Ginsberg, William S. Burroughs and Jack Kerouac and who, meeting Bob Dylan in a laundromat, introduced him to Allen Ginsberg. I got fierce drunk one night with Jerzy Zaborski, a Tibetan Lama who had accompanied the Dalai Lama on his first journey across Canada. Jerzy said, “You are a Crazy-Wisdom-Yogin. That is the highest compliment I, as a Buddhist, can pay.” I looked it up. Crazy-Wisdom-Yogins are wild men not afraid to make love.
A Toronto writer, Joe Fiorito, wrote, “Reg Hartt teaches the way Neal Cassady drove a truck.” Who was Neal Cassady? Look him up. That is one helluva fine compliment.Will Sloan
Will Sloan emailed me after I posted this asking that I remove the description of him as hot. He said it is embarrassing.
Embarassing? There is the triumph of our school system. It produces men without balls, eunuchs.
A fellow I know told me how as a young student he had been invited to record his music by a new man on the block. “After I finish school,” he said.
In his place another fellow named Reg stepped up. The world knows him today as Elton John.
The good thing is that most of the young men and women who have come into my life have fire in their bellies.
In 2004 a 20 year old man walked in to see THE WIZARD OF OZ played to PINK FLOYD’S THE DARKSIDE OF THE MOON. I said, “You look just like Walt Disney’s PINOCCHIO.” He said, “I am playing the tail end of the whale in Disney On Ice.” You can read about him here: http://www.goldenskate.com/2004/03/hamel-showcases-unique-talent/.
Alex asked if he could live here. I said, “Sure.”
As a direct result he created a figure skating company, LE PATIN LIBRE, which is revolutionizing the world of figure skating (http://lepatinlibre.com/en/).
“I know that you are a good person, but overall you are a man and Even the civilized man does not give a step without his shadow the untamed savage.”
That untamed savage is what we most must embrace.
Wrote Henry Miller in AN OPEN LETTER TO SURREALISTS EVERYWHERE, “”So long as (man) cannot operate as a savage or less than a savage, and think as a god, or better than god, he will suffer…A man who is full of God is outside of faith…When a man is truly creative he works single-handed and he wants no help. A man acting alone, on faith, can accomplish what trained armies are incapable of doing. To believe in one’s self, in one’s own powers, is apparently the most difficult thing in the world…Whenever an English artist of any value has arisen he has been marked as Public Enemy No. 1.”
In India 400 men castrated themselves so they could meet God (http://www.indiatimes.com/news/india/guru-gurmeet-singh-convinced-400-men-to-get-castrated-to-meet-god-now-theyre-really-angry-230604.html).
Why would God want to meet men with no balls?
So, Will, don’t email me asking me to remove this because I won’t. If that means I don’t see you again, well, the loss is yours.
And to the little boy from Medellin, 10494778_820424941302439_1106321314476298150_n IN PLACE OF A CURSETHE ROAD NOT TAKENhere is THE CORE OF MASCULINITY by Rumi.

—Reg Hartt.A Father's stern slaps
REG HARTT @ THE CINEFORUM, TORONTO

AGAINST SCHOOL John Taylor Gatto.

How public education cripples our kids, and why

I taught for thirty years in some of the worst schools in Manhattan, and in some of the best, and during that time I became an expert in boredom. Boredom was everywhere in my world, and if you asked the kids, as I often did, why they felt so bored, they always gave the same answers: They said the work was stupid, that it made no sense, that they already knew it. They said they wanted to be doing something real, not just sitting around. They said teachers didn’t seem to know much about their subjects and clearly weren’t interested in learning more. And the kids were right: their teachers were every bit as bored as they were.

Boredom is the common condition of schoolteachers, and anyone who has spent time in a teachers’ lounge can vouch for the low energy, the whining, the dispirited attitudes, to be found there. When asked why they feel bored, the teachers tend to blame the kids, as you might expect. Who wouldn’t get bored teaching students who are rude and interested only in grades? If even that. Of course, teachers are themselves products of the same twelve-year compulsory school programs that so thoroughly bore their students, and as school personnel they are trapped inside structures even more rigid than those imposed upon the children. Who, then, is to blame?

We all are. My grandfather taught me that. One afternoon when I was seven I complained to him of boredom, and he batted me hard on the head. He told me that I was never to use that term in his presence again, that if I was bored it was my fault and no one else’s. The obligation to amuse and instruct myself was entirely my own, and people who didn’t know that were childish people, to be avoided if possible. Certainly not to be trusted. That episode cured me of boredom forever, and here and there over the years I was able to pass on the lesson to some remarkable student. For the most part, however, I found it futile to challenge the official notion that boredom and childishness were the natural state of affairs in the classroom. Often I had to defy custom, and even bend the law, to help kids break out of this trap.

The empire struck back, of course; childish adults regularly conflate opposition with disloyalty. I once returned from a medical leave to discover that all evidence of my having been granted the leave had been purposely destroyed, that my job had been terminated, and that I no longer possessed even a teaching license. After nine months of tormented effort I was able to retrieve the license when a school secretary testified to witnessing the plot unfold. In the meantime my family suffered more than I care to remember. By the time I finally retired in 1991, I had more than enough reason to think of our schools – with their long-term, cell-block-style, forced confinement of both students and teachers – as virtual factories of childishness. Yet I honestly could not see why they had to be that way. My own experience had revealed to me what many other teachers must learn along the way, too, yet keep to themselves for fear of reprisal: if we wanted to we could easily and inexpensively jettison the old, stupid structures and help kids take an education rather than merely receive a schooling. We could encourage the best qualities of youthfulness – curiosity, adventure, resilience, the capacity for surprising insight – simply by being more flexible about time, texts, and tests, by introducing kids to truly competent adults, and by giving each student what autonomy he or she needs in order to take a risk every now and then.

But we don’t do that. And the more I asked why not, and persisted in thinking about the “problem” of schooling as an engineer might, the more I missed the point: What if there is no “problem” with our schools? What if they are the way they are, so expensively flying in the face of common sense and long experience in how children learn things, not because they are doing something wrong but because they are doing something right? Is it possible that George W. Bush accidentally spoke the truth when he said we would “leave no child behind”? Could it be that our schools are designed to make sure not one of them ever really grows up?

 

Do we really need school? I don’t mean education, just forced schooling: six classes a day, five days a week, nine months a year, for twelve years. Is this deadly routine really necessary? And if so, for what? Don’t hide behind reading, writing, and arithmetic as a rationale, because 2 million happy homeschoolers have surely put that banal justification to rest. Even if they hadn’t, a considerable number of well-known Americans never went through the twelve-year wringer our kids currently go through, and they turned out all right. George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln? Someone taught them, to be sure, but they were not products of a school system, and not one of them was ever “graduated” from a secondary school. Throughout most of American history, kids generally didn’t go to high school, yet the unschooled rose to be admirals, like Farragut; inventors, like Edison; captains of industry, like Carnegie and Rockefeller; writers, like Melville and Twain and Conrad; and even scholars, like Margaret Mead. In fact, until pretty recently people who reached the age of thirteen weren’t looked upon as children at all. Ariel Durant, who co-wrote an enormous, and very good, multivolume history of the world with her husband, Will, was happily married at fifteen, and who could reasonably claim that Ariel Durant was an uneducated person? Unschooled, perhaps, but not uneducated.

We have been taught (that is, schooled) in this country to think of “success” as synonymous with, or at least dependent upon, “schooling,” but historically that isn’t true in either an intellectual or a financial sense. And plenty of people throughout the world today find a way to educate themselves without resorting to a system of compulsory secondary schools that all too often resemble prisons. Why, then, do Americans confuse education with just such a system? What exactly is the purpose of our public schools?

Mass schooling of a compulsory nature really got its teeth into the United States between 1905 and 1915, though it was conceived of much earlier and pushed for throughout most of the nineteenth century. The reason given for this enormous upheaval of family life and cultural traditions was, roughly speaking, threefold:
1) To make good people.
2) To make good citizens.
3) To make each person his or her personal best.

These goals are still trotted out today on a regular basis, and most of us accept them in one form or another as a decent definition of public education’s mission, however short schools actually fall in achieving them. But we are dead wrong. Compounding our error is the fact that the national literature holds numerous and surprisingly consistent statements of compulsory schooling’s true purpose. We have, for example, the great H. L. Mencken, who wrote in The American Mercury for April 1924 that the aim of public education is not

to fill the young of the species with knowledge and awaken their intelligence. . . . Nothing could be further from the truth. The aim.. . is simply to reduce as many individuals as possible to the same safe level, to breed and train a standardized citizenry, to put down dissent and originality. That is its aim in the United States . . . and that is its aim everywhere else.

Because of Mencken’s reputation as a satirist, we might be tempted to dismiss this passage as a bit of hyperbolic sarcasm. His article, however, goes on to trace the template for our own educational system back to the now vanished, though never to be forgotten, military state of Prussia. And although he was certainly aware of the irony that we had recently been at war with Germany, the heir to Prussian thought and culture, Mencken was being perfectly serious here. Our educational system really is Prussian in origin, and that really is cause for concern.

The odd fact of a Prussian provenance for our schools pops up again and again once you know to look for it. William James alluded to it many times at the turn of the century. Orestes Brownson, the hero of Christopher Lasch’s 1991 book, The True and Only Heaven, was publicly denouncing the Prussianization of American schools back in the 1840s. Horace Mann’s “Seventh Annual Report” to the Massachusetts State Board of Education in 1843 is essentially a paean to the land of Frederick the Great and a call for its schooling to be brought here. That Prussian culture loomed large in America is hardly surprising, given our early association with that utopian state. A Prussian served as Washington’s aide during the Revolutionary War, and so many German- speaking people had settled here by 1795 that Congress considered publishing a German-language edition of the federal laws. But what shocks is that we should so eagerly have adopted one of the very worst aspects of Prussian culture: an educational system deliberately designed to produce mediocre intellects, to hamstring the inner life, to deny students appreciable leadership skills, and to ensure docile and incomplete citizens – all in order to render the populace “manageable.”

 

It was from James Bryant Conant – president of Harvard for twenty years, WWI poison-gas specialist, WWII executive on the atomic-bomb project, high commissioner of the American zone in Germany after WWII, and truly one of the most influential figures of the twentieth century – that I first got wind of the real purposes of American schooling. Without Conant, we would probably not have the same style and degree of standardized testing that we enjoy today, nor would we be blessed with gargantuan high schools that warehouse 2,000 to 4,000 students at a time, like the famous Columbine High in Littleton, Colorado. Shortly after I retired from teaching I picked up Conant’s 1959 book-length essay, The Child the Parent and the State, and was more than a little intrigued to see him mention in passing that the modern schools we attend were the result of a “revolution” engineered between 1905 and 1930. A revolution? He declines to elaborate, but he does direct the curious and the uninformed to Alexander Inglis’s 1918 book, Principles of Secondary Education, in which “one saw this revolution through the eyes of a revolutionary.”

Inglis, for whom a lecture in education at Harvard is named, makes it perfectly clear that compulsory schooling on this continent was intended to be just what it had been for Prussia in the 1820s: a fifth column into the burgeoning democratic movement that threatened to give the peasants and the proletarians a voice at the bargaining table. Modern, industrialized, compulsory schooling was to make a sort of surgical incision into the prospective unity of these underclasses. Divide children by subject, by age-grading, by constant rankings on tests, and by many other more subtle means, and it was unlikely that the ignorant mass of mankind, separated in childhood, would ever reintegrate into a dangerous whole.

Inglis breaks down the purpose – the actual purpose – of modem schooling into six basic functions, any one of which is enough to curl the hair of those innocent enough to believe the three traditional goals listed earlier:

1) The adjustive or adaptive function. Schools are to establish fixed habits of reaction to authority. This, of course, precludes critical judgment completely. It also pretty much destroys the idea that useful or interesting material should be taught, because you can’t test for reflexive obedience until you know whether you can make kids learn, and do, foolish and boring things.

2) The integrating function. This might well be called “the conformity function,” because its intention is to make children as alike as possible. People who conform are predictable, and this is of great use to those who wish to harness and manipulate a large labor force.

3) The diagnostic and directive function. School is meant to determine each student’s proper social role. This is done by logging evidence mathematically and anecdotally on cumulative records. As in “your permanent record.” Yes, you do have one.

4) The differentiating function. Once their social role has been “diagnosed,” children are to be sorted by role and trained only so far as their destination in the social machine merits – and not one step further. So much for making kids their personal best.

5) The selective function. This refers not to human choice at all but to Darwin’s theory of natural selection as applied to what he called “the favored races.” In short, the idea is to help things along by consciously attempting to improve the breeding stock. Schools are meant to tag the unfit – with poor grades, remedial placement, and other punishments – clearly enough that their peers will accept them as inferior and effectively bar them from the reproductive sweepstakes. That’s what all those little humiliations from first grade onward were intended to do: wash the dirt down the drain.

6) The propaedeutic function. The societal system implied by these rules will require an elite group of caretakers. To that end, a small fraction of the kids will quietly be taught how to manage this continuing project, how to watch over and control a population deliberately dumbed down and declawed in order that government might proceed unchallenged and corporations might never want for obedient labor.

That, unfortunately, is the purpose of mandatory public education in this country. And lest you take Inglis for an isolated crank with a rather too cynical take on the educational enterprise, you should know that he was hardly alone in championing these ideas. Conant himself, building on the ideas of Horace Mann and others, campaigned tirelessly for an American school system designed along the same lines. Men like George Peabody, who funded the cause of mandatory schooling throughout the South, surely understood that the Prussian system was useful in creating not only a harmless electorate and a servile labor force but also a virtual herd of mindless consumers. In time a great number of industrial titans came to recognize the enormous profits to be had by cultivating and tending just such a herd via public education, among them Andrew Carnegie and John D. Rockefeller.

 

There you have it. Now you know. We don’t need Karl Marx’s conception of a grand warfare between the classes to see that it is in the interest of complex management, economic or political, to dumb people down, to demoralize them, to divide them from one another, and to discard them if they don’t conform. Class may frame the proposition, as when Woodrow Wilson, then president of Princeton University, said the following to the New York City School Teachers Association in 1909: “We want one class of persons to have a liberal education, and we want another class of persons, a very much larger class, of necessity, in every society, to forgo the privileges of a liberal education and fit themselves to perform specific difficult manual tasks.” But the motives behind the disgusting decisions that bring about these ends need not be class-based at all. They can stem purely from fear, or from the by now familiar belief that “efficiency” is the paramount virtue, rather than love, liberty, laughter, or hope. Above all, they can stem from simple greed.

There were vast fortunes to be made, after all, in an economy based on mass production and organized to favor the large corporation rather than the small business or the family farm. But mass production required mass consumption, and at the turn of the twentieth century most Americans considered it both unnatural and unwise to buy things they didn’t actually need. Mandatory schooling was a godsend on that count. School didn’t have to train kids in any direct sense to think they should consume nonstop, because it did something even better: it encouraged them not to think at all. And that left them sitting ducks for another great invention of the modem era – marketing.

Now, you needn’t have studied marketing to know that there are two groups of people who can always be convinced to consume more than they need to: addicts and children. School has done a pretty good job of turning our children into addicts, but it has done a spectacular job of turning our children into children. Again, this is no accident. Theorists from Plato to Rousseau to our own Dr. Inglis knew that if children could be cloistered with other children, stripped of responsibility and independence, encouraged to develop only the trivializing emotions of greed, envy, jealousy, and fear, they would grow older but never truly grow up. In the 1934 edition of his once well-known book Public Education in the United States, Ellwood P. Cubberley detailed and praised the way the strategy of successive school enlargements had extended childhood by two to six years, and forced schooling was at that point still quite new. This same Cubberley – who was dean of Stanford’s School of Education, a textbook editor at Houghton Mifflin, and Conant’s friend and correspondent at Harvard – had written the following in the 1922 edition of his book Public School Administration: “Our schools are . . . factories in which the raw products (children) are to be shaped and fashioned.. . . And it is the business of the school to build its pupils according to the specifications laid down.”

It’s perfectly obvious from our society today what those specifications were. Maturity has by now been banished from nearly every aspect of our lives. Easy divorce laws have removed the need to work at relationships; easy credit has removed the need for fiscal self-control; easy entertainment has removed the need to learn to entertain oneself; easy answers have removed the need to ask questions. We have become a nation of children, happy to surrender our judgments and our wills to political exhortations and commercial blandishments that would insult actual adults. We buy televisions, and then we buy the things we see on the television. We buy computers, and then we buy the things we see on the computer. We buy $150 sneakers whether we need them or not, and when they fall apart too soon we buy another pair. We drive SUVs and believe the lie that they constitute a kind of life insurance, even when we’re upside-down in them. And, worst of all, we don’t bat an eye when Ari Fleischer tells us to “be careful what you say,” even if we remember having been told somewhere back in school that America is the land of the free. We simply buy that one too. Our schooling, as intended, has seen to it.

Now for the good news. Once you understand the logic behind modern schooling, its tricks and traps are fairly easy to avoid. School trains children to be employees and consumers; teach your own to be leaders and adventurers. School trains children to obey reflexively; teach your own to think critically and independently. Well-schooled kids have a low threshold for boredom; help your own to develop an inner life so that they’ll never be bored. Urge them to take on the serious material, the grown-up material, in history, literature, philosophy, music, art, economics, theology – all the stuff schoolteachers know well enough to avoid. Challenge your kids with plenty of solitude so that they can learn to enjoy their own company, to conduct inner dialogues. Well-schooled people are conditioned to dread being alone, and they seek constant companionship through the TV, the computer, the cell phone, and through shallow friendships quickly acquired and quickly abandoned. Your children should have a more meaningful life, and they can.

First, though, we must wake up to what our schools really are: laboratories of experimentation on young minds, drill centers for the habits and attitudes that corporate society demands. Mandatory education serves children only incidentally; its real purpose is to turn them into servants. Don’t let your own have their childhoods extended, not even for a day. If David Farragut could take command of a captured British warship as a preteen, if Thomas Edison could publish a broadsheet at the age of twelve, if Ben Franklin could apprentice himself to a printer at the same age (then put himself through a course of study that would choke a Yale senior today), there’s no telling what your own kids could do. After a long life, and thirty years in the public school trenches, I’ve concluded that genius is as common as dirt. We suppress our genius only because we haven’t yet figured out how to manage a population of educated men and women. The solution, I think, is simple and glorious. Let them manage themselves.

**  09/2003 Harper’s Magazine.

* John Taylor Gatto is a former New York State and New York City Teacher of the Year and the author, most recently, of The Underground History of American Education. He was a participant in the Harper’s Magazine forum “School on a Hill,” which appeared in the September 2001 issue. You can find his web site here.

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An atheist Communist gets healed while “believing” Christians do not.

http://news.nationalpost.com/2015/03/21/conrad-black-the-shabby-shallow-world-of-the-militant-atheist

The one thing clear to me reading Conrad Black on Christianity is that he does not understand his subject.

St. Paul makes it clear that if I have faith it is because God chose that I have faith. If I lack faith it is also because God chose that I should lack faith. A non-Christian can say this is bull. A Christian has no choice in the matter. Black is not alone in media writers who claim to have faith who show so little understanding of the faith we are called to.

Here is the story of Louis Olivari, an atheist and a Communist, who was healed at Lourdes while many who claimed to be believers were not. Why Olivari and not the others? The answer is in his story. See if you can find it.

The amazing confession of a paralyzed Communist who was cured–and converted–at Lourdes:

Until a short time ago, Louis Olivari was an atheist and a. Communist. He also was an “incurable” paralytic. His family and friends in Nice, France, induced him to go to Lourdes, where he was suddenly “cured.” Today he is being persecuted by his former Communist comrades because he is a devout believer in God. Here, told exclusively for The American Weekly, is Louis Olivari’s own story of his amazing experience. –THE EDITORS

It is not for me to say whether I have been miraculously healed or not. All I know is that I was cured at Lourdes and I believe firmly in God after having rejected Him since childhood. My Communist comrades turn their backs on me now, but I have found a new friend, a blind boy named Georges Torelli. I owe it all to him.

I was born May 2, 1913, in Nice. My father was killed in the 19141918 war and I was brought up by the State. I was 14 years old when I went to work at the Saint Roch Hospital in Nice, where I became an electrician. In April this year the electrical installation of Saint Roch had to be modernized. It used to be a monastery and the walls are very thick and hard. I was on top of my ladder knocking holes in them on April 18 when I suddenly felt dizzy. I had never had any illness, except childhood ailments, before. I had just time to get down the ladder when I went out–unconscious, I was taken to the dispensary, where efforts were made to revive me. and then taken to the Pasteur Hospital, a few miles from the center of Nice.

The next morning, on waking, I realized with horror that I couldn’t move my right arm and right leg. I was then moved to Dr. Jean Duplay’s ward–he is the nerve surgeon there–who diagnosed a hemiplegia (the paralysis of one side of the body) caused by the rupture of a brain artery. The rupture was checked but after one month’s treatment I still couldn’t use my arm or leg. I was then sent by ambulance to the Saint Roch Hospital, where a Mr, Gausserey and Miss Fernande Leroi began massage treatments and functional re-education of the limbs. On June 15, I left the hospital, but I could only drag my right leg with great difficulty and my arm was still paralyzed. They could do no more for me. Dr. Michael Salvadori, my family doctor for 10 years, and the hospital doctors gave me very little hope to be able to work for a very long time, if ever. I was discouraged and worried, as I have three children and my wife to support. Jean-Louis is six; Josiane, nine; Joseph, 10. My eldest son, by my first marriage, is 22 and had just been recalled to fight in Algeria after serving three years in Indo-China as a volunteer parachutist.

My wife and I and the younger children live in two rooms and a kitchen on the fifth floor of a house in the old part of Nice. In my leisure hours, as I belonged to the Party, I did the work of treasurer for the Saint Roch Communist cell. “I’m done for!” I said one day to Canon Testoris, Chaplain at Saint Roch Hospital. “I’ll never be able to work again.”

“Why don’t you go to Lourdes?” he asked. “There is a pilgrimage leaving Nice on July 31.”

I just shrugged my shoulders and said: “That would be the limit–I, who believe in nothing, to go and get mixed up in that comedy.”

That evening my wife came to see me. I was staying with my sister and brother-in-law, Joseph Garnero, in Villefranche, as I could not climb up the stairs to my own apartment. I told her about the Canon’s suggestion and, to my surprise, she agreed that it was a good one. I thought to myself: “They are all nuts.”

Nevertheless, the idea took hold of me and I began to think that I had nothing to lose except my pals would jeer at me. I spoke to some of them about it and they, too, said: “Go–it can’t do you any harm.” My brother-in-law drove me to see Dr. Strobino, a Nice practitioner and member of the Lourdes Medical Commission, to ask his advice. He told me that to be admitted in the pilgrimage a patient must be considered incurable or difficult to be cured by the medical corps. He examined me and made out my record. I learned later from the General Secretary of Saint Roch that it referred to me as “incurable.” Since they said I might be cured at Lourdes, to Lourdes I’d go. But I firmly decided not to take the baths or do any praying.

On July 1, Jean-Louis Cardon, a Nice Municipal Councillor and voluntary stretcher bearer for 19 years at Lourdes, came to drive me to the station. Escorted by him, Dr. Strobino and several religious nurses, we were 85 patients. We arrived in Lourdes the next morning at 6:30 o’clock. I was hungry and wanted my breakfast at once. But the nuns and stretcher bearers said that everybody must go to the Hospital of the Seven Sorrows, where we were to stay, and then to the Esplanade, and Mass. Several thousands of pilgrims were on the Esplanade in front of the Basilica, some on stretchers, others sitting on benches, and all praying aloud, imploring the Virgin Mary to cure them. I wasn’t very much at ease in all this but I saw two little boys sitting on a bench and decided I would be happier with them. They reminded me of my own children. I sat between them and started chanting. On my left was Georges Delprano, 10 years old, asthmatic from birth. On my right was Georges Torelli, also 10, blind from birth and a beautiful child. He told me he had been to Lourdes with his mother for nine consecutive years, that the doctors thought he had a tumor on the brain, but that after an operation he still did not see. He was sure that one day the Virgin would cure him. These two children were so nice and touching that I stayed with them to go to Mass and it was only after all this that we could have breakfast at the Seven Sorrows Hospital.

The boys and I found chairs and they held their bowls of coffee and bread in their hands. As I could use only one hand, I held the bowl between my knees. I was eating so badly that Georges Delprano teased me a bit and we all laughed about it, for we had become great friends. After breakfast, Torelli’s mother came to take him, and I went with Delprano to the Grotte, where he lit six candles to the Virgin. I thought it might do good to Torelli and my mother, both believers, and I lit two for them.

Before leaving the Grotte, I saw Delprano kissing the stone near the famous source and I did the same although I still did not believe. All that afternoon I refused to have a bath in the famous piscina or to go to Mass. But the next afternoon I was sitting on the Esplanade with Del- prano and a man from Brittany when Miss Zanatta, a nurse from Nice, said to me: “What are you doing there? Why aren’t you having a bath?” She held me solidly by the left arm and with the help of a stretcher bearer gently but firmly took me to the piscina in spite of my protests. There I was undressed by two stretcher bearers who said a prayer I had to repeat after them. It was then that I heard little Georges Torelli praying in a loud voice in the next cabin. It completely upset me. One would have a heart of stone not to believe in God, hearing that. I had a sort of veil in front, of my eyes and as they helped me down the three steps into the bath, I cried out: “If You exist, please, God, cure this boy, who deserves it more than I! Let him see the sun!”

When the man plunged me into the water I saw a sort of enormous white and silver cloud, my whole body stiffened and I felt a terrible shock. I learned later that I wasn’t in the water a minute. I got out alone, walked up the three steps as in a dream. My body was mottled from head to foot. I felt so queer that I passed my hand over my eyes and head, and I heard the little Delprano boy scream: “Mr. Olivari is using his right arm!” It was only then that I realized that I could move normally. My cane was on the floor. I lifted the chair I had sat on before the bath right over my head and held it for a minute with my right arm. I dressed myself without any help while the stretcher bearers prayed. They took me to the Medical Enquiry Bureau, where I was examined by several doctors for over an hour. I was cured. The news spread like lightning and I was surrounded and questioned on all sides. I went to the Basilica to confess and receive the Holy Communion, which I had not done since childhood. I believed in God.

The next day. with the Chaplain from Nimes, I gave Georges Torelli (I now call him by his pet name, Jojo) a bath in the piscina. He celebrated his “Premiere Communion” in Lourdes and I was his sponsor. He was overjoyed about my cure. I pray that God will give him his sight soon. I am sure He will. We left Lourdes on July 7. Two days later I returned to work at the Saint Roch Hospital, where my Communist, fellow workers turned their backs on me, refused to eat with me, mocked me and treated me as a hoaxer and false brother. Soon I couldn’t stand it any more. I asked to be transferred to the electrical workshop at the Pasteur Hospital. I arrived there on August 18. But the word had been passed on, and the Communists of Pasteur gave me the same treatment. I am waiting to be transferred by the Nice Municipality to the Hopital de la Charite, when a place is open. There are no Communists there. It is not I who have refused to remain friends with my fellow workers. It. is not my fault if I believe in God now.–THE AMERICAN WEEKLY.

Luke 18: 8 “Do you think when I return I will find so much as one person believing?” (https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke+18%3A8+&version=NIV).

The above rendering of the passage from Luke is not on Bible Gateway. Nor is it elsewhere on the web. It is from a uniquely powerful translation of THE NEW TESTAMENT which I found at the home of my uncle, Douglas Hartt, in Ottawa. At the time my uncle was Director General of Public Works Canada. Before entering the Civil Service he had studied to be a priest. I no longer have that copy of THE NEW TESTAMENT. I tore it up in front of a Bible Idolator when I said to him, “You can not worship this book.”

The three sentences:

“What is the difference between Judaism, Christianity and Islam?” asked the host of a party I was at.

“A Jew is the adopted child of God. A Christian is the begotten child of God. A Muslim is the slave of Allah,” I replied without thinking about it.

“Yes!” shouted a young Russian.

There in those three sentences lies the reason why Judaism and Christianity are superior to Islam. The Children of God will always be superior to the slaves of Allah (who says in The Koran, “I have no son.”).

The differences between Islam, Judaism and Christianity are many but the chief difference is that in Judaism and Christianity we are raised by God to equality with God. This calls us to absolute self reliance for God does not ask for help, need help nor pray for help. God stands alone. So must we.

Letters: In defence of atheism (National Post)….

 

RON T. ENNIS/FORT WORTH STAR-TELEGRAM

Re: The Shabby, Shallow World Of The Militant Atheists, Conrad Black, March 21.
Militant atheism has been so successful a whole generation of schoolchildren now know absolutely nothing about Christianity. It will soon be hard to discuss the teachings of Jesus, given so few people will know what he said. If anything is winning this debate, it is ignorance.
John Clench, Vancouver.


I am an anti-theist in that I believe the good deeds done by religions do not compensate for the evils committed throughout the world in the name of God. I am sure Conrad Black has as much difficulty understanding my position as I do in trying to understand how a person with his obvious intelligence and education can believe there is a Juju in the sky who created our universe. But what offends me is, he states because of my beliefs I therefore lack moral and ethical principles to guide my behaviour.

Thou shalt not kill; thou shalt not steal; thou shalt not commit adultery; thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s wife (although I may be a little iffy on that one); honour thy mother and father; thou shalt not bear false witness; and do unto your neighbour as you would have him do to you. Not a bad set of guidelines I try to live by. Mr. Black believes these to be the words of God, whereas I believe them to be the words of ancient Jewish scholars reached by logical and practical reasoning. For him to believe it is impossible for me to live by these guides without the intervention of a Supreme Spirit is arrogant nonsense.
John M. Dewey, Victoria.


Conrad Black states, without qualification, “all educated Christians, including Darwin, acknowledge evolution.” His statement is erroneous in at least two ways.

There are dozens of Christians with PhDs in scientific fields who feel free to question the “truth” of evolution. Some of these are employed by Creation Ministries International, a leading creationist organization with a major branch in Canada.

Charles Darwin was not a Christian when he was promoting evolution. Near the end of his life, he called himself an “agnostic” (a term coined by his friend Thomas Huxley), but much earlier than he “gradually came to disbelieve in Christianity as a divine revelation,” so he writes in his autobiography.

By 1851, with the death of his favourite daughter, Annie, Darwin “took his stand as an unbeliever,” according to biographers Adrian Desmond and James Moore in Darwin: The Life of a Tormented Evolutionist.
Richard Peachey, Abbotsford, B.C.


I have been a happy atheist since I figured it out at around age 10. Thirty-five years on, I can assure Mr. Black my rational, godless world is full of awe, majesty, wonder, fulfillment and joy. Further, I live a good life, full of generosity and kindness to others, not merely to escape an eternity of punishment by a vengeful deity, but because I know it is the right way to live.

If, by comparison, Mr. Black’s world requires a fictional god to lend it beauty and purpose, or to tell him right from wrong, then I choose my world, because his is clearly the shabbier of the two.
Steven Glover, Winnipeg.


Conrad Black’s attack on “militant atheism” and his defence of religion is a masterpiece of illogic. The essence of religion is faith, which makes it a species of fantasy, regardless of how Thomas Aquinas tried to reconcile it with reason. Religion can neither be proved nor disproved because both processes require evidence. The rational response is to dismiss supernatural claims as arbitrary; the onus of proof is on he/she who asserts the positive and one cannot disprove the arbitrary.

Religion offers no rational explanation for any current unknown; for example, if God created life, then who created God? And it’s false that without religion “there would be no serious ethical conceptions.” Ayn Rand used reason — the opposite of faith — to logically integrate the observed facts of reality and human nature, including the subconscious mind, into the ethics of rational egoism, which rejects the ethics of sacrificing others to self or self to others.

Since atheism only states what is not to be believed, one cannot use the irrational actions of certain atheists as an argument for religion.
Glenn Woiceshyn, Calgary.

FAITH WITHOUT WORKS IS DEAD AS ARE WORKS WITHOUT FAITH.

Until 1970 I neither believed nor dis-believed in God.

Then something happened to me personally that caused me to have a change of heart.

In time all will experience that change of heart.

St. Paul also writes that the pure in heart see only purity.

I make no claim to being pure in heart. I do, however, see only purity. I also see confusion, darkness and willful ignorance. In time these things will pass away.

I don’t go to any church be it Roman Catholic or Protestant. I used to go to them but the people who go to those places made it clear to me that I am not welcome in them. For that matter, neither was Jesus.

“A man’s reach should exceed his grasp…” I said in a church.

“We won’t have that here!” shouted the congregation as a whole. They rose as one to show me the door.

I hailed a passing cab.

“What happened there?” said the driver.

“I said,’a man’s reach should exceed his grasp.’ I never go to, ‘or what’s a Heaven for?’ They shouted, ‘We won’t have that here!’ and threw me out.”

“My God, they are all losers,” said the cab driver.
Here, from: http://www.stjosephschurch.net/leoxiii.htm is the Vision of Pope LeoXIII.

Vision Of Leo XIII

For many the chief obstacle to Faith are the actions of those who claim to have faith.

The literal meaning of the word “sin” is “to miss the mark.”

In this vision, which occurred on October 13, 1884, Satan asks for more power over those who will give themselves to his service and for 75 to 100 years.

At the extreme limit of the 100 years requested we come to 1984 (was it by accident George Orwell chose this?).

My point? Time is up.

We are now at the turning point. We are, in fact, in 2015 31 years past it.

There is a saying in the East, “The nearer the temple the farther from The Buddha.”

In the West there is the saying, “The nearer the church/synagogue/temple the farther from God.”

Conrad Black is like many who profess themselves to be Christians. I very much doubt he’d drag himself out to my presentations.

I also very much doubt he’d drag himself out to listen to the words of itinerant son of a carpenter whom the learned of his day despised.

Frankly, I, myself, would have a hard time doing that.

I returned to Toronto from Hollywood in 1970.

I had gone there at the invitation of a friend. I hoped to pursue a career in motion pictures.

I returned to Toronto to become part of what was then the most despised place in the city, Rochdale College.

I had no money.

“I want to be part of this,” I said to then Rochdale President Peter Turner.

“What can you do?” Peter asked.

“I can give you a film program,” I replied.

Said Peter, “Then you are Director Of Cinema Studies.”

As part of Rochdale College I smoked pot and hashish, did LSD and mushrooms and made love with many men and women.

In fact, I still do all those things though today not as much as I would like but then probably enough for what is good for me.

God does not ask us to put on a false face. He asks us to wear our true face.

God pays no attention to the words on our lips. God looks into our hearts.

When we ask only for our self God knows that we are still children. When we ask for everyone God sees that we have grown up.

Said Meister Eckhart, “We have the seed of God in us. Hazel seeds produce hazel trees. Pear seeds produce pear threes. God seeds produce Gods.”

A few years back, in 1992, after getting grief from the owners of a bar who had invited me to show films there I said to those who had come out, “Come with me.”

I brought them down to my home which was just down the street.

“We like this!” the people said as they walked in.

Cecil Taylor, who plays piano brilliantly (and also not the way many choose to hear it played) said, “The key to success in the arts is to find some small place in your own city where you can present your ideas without interference. Do that and the whole world comes to your door.”

I heard that from my friend Chloe Onari, who with her husband, Bill Smith, ran THE JAZZ AND BLUES CENTER in Toronto. Their store was where THE BEATLES, THE ROLLING STONES and many others around the world bought music.

In that moment I knew I had found my small place. Today, over twenty years later, my small place is listed in the world’s number one travel guide, THE LONELY PLANET, at the very top of its list of places to see in Ontario and in Toronto.

Not that the learned in Toronto nor many in Toronto’s officialdom value either myself or this place.

They don’t. But then in the day when he walked the earth who among Rumi’s peers imagined that when their names had become dust his name would still be alive? How could the men who passed sentence of death upon Socrates (who all thought so highly of themselves) imagine that as time passed they would be remembered as the men who put to death the greatest man of their hour? They could not. Neither could those who demanded Jesus be put to death imagine what would follow.

You would not find many who thought highly of themselves at my programs at Rochdale.

On the street people would say, “If only you would run your programs somewhere else we would come.”

After Rochdale was shut down people in the media writing stories on my work would often say, “We will leave out Rochdale.”

I always replied, “Why? It was the best thing I did.”

In April this year I will be reading from my self published work THE NIGHT THEY RAIDED ROCHDALE COLLEGE.

Conrad Black never came to any presentations there (nor here).

I sent a copy of it to one woman who had come to those presentations. She had been a regular at my programs from her arrival in Toronto in 1968.

“My mother adored you,” one of her sons said when we met on the street. I replied, “And I your mother.”

She sent me back a hand written note. Frankly, it does not get better than that.Jane Jacobs  1

As for Conrad Black, he’s a good guy, I’ll grant him that. He has been much slandered. Anyone who has read the documents regarding the charges for which he was sent to prison knows that he was found not guilty on all the charges. What he was found guilty of were minor charges that had nothing to do with the major charges. His condemnation serves as a condemnation of the entire American justice system. Forced to walk a hard path he walked it well setting an example to us all.

Like God, I prefer the company of honest atheists to dishonest Christians. All of this below came to me because I had faith. This is just a very small part of what I have been given and of what I continue to receive.

John, in his first letter, wrote, “You have no need that any man should teach you.”

I placed my faith in those words. They have borne fruit in my life beyond the wildest dreams of avarice.

I say with authority that comes from experience, “You need not that any man should teach you.”

Please get the Hell out of school.

As for Satan, well, Satan can only do what God allows him to do. He had to ask God for more power and more time.

God gave Satan more power and more time because God has faith in us to stand the test.

That faith is well founded. To fear Satan is to grant him power he does not have. Further Paul writes that in the end even Satan will be clean.

God does not condemn us for making love.

The damned are damned in the Last Judgement for lack of love.

Jesus says to them, “You saw me hungry, you saw me homeless, you saw me sick, you saw me in prison, you saw me naked, you passed me by.”

The damned say, “When did we this to you?”

The Lord replies, “When you did it to the least of my brothers and sisters you did it to me.”

Think upon that you “Christians” who have more money than you know what to do with and bitch about our welfare state.

As for the slaves of Allah, well, whether they know it or not, they are not slaves. They are my brothers and sisters in Christ. So are those thinks themselves atheists.

Those “Christians” who damn Muslims reveal themselves to be those who have given themselves over to the power of Satan as he asked of God in 1884. Their day passed in 1984. Pass them by.–Reg Hartt, 26, 3, 2015.Black Elk 2

 

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In 1968 I devoted myself to living the life THE I CHING TEACHES. In 1992 a high ranking Tibetan Lama who had accompanied the Dalai Lama came to my presentation on the Sumerian story of Gilgamesh. He stayed after. For hours that seemed like minutes we talked about things few dream about.

In 1968 I devoted myself to living the life THE I CHING TEACHES. In 1992 a high ranking Tibetan Lama who had accompanied the Dalai Lama came to my presentation on the Sumerian story of Gilgamesh. He stayed after. For hours that seemed like minutes we talked about things few dream about.

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I make a point of following Cocteau’s advice. So should you.

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He got that right.

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Margaret Meade, “Never underestimate the power of one person to change the world for the better. All too often that is all that does it.”

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It is easy to bear the contempt of the mediocre (who, after all, are the only ones who feel contempt) when a man as celebrated as Chuck Jones send me a Christmas card like this.

It is easy to bear the contempt of the mediocre (who, after all, are the only ones who feel contempt) when a man as celebrated as Chuck Jones send me a Christmas card like this.

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