Just finished “Human All Too Human” A documentary on the life of the French existentialist philosopher, screen writer, dramatist, novelist and all around cool dude Jean Paul Sartre.
Check. Just opened it up in my browser. JPS is the existential master. I’m in town Friday, hope to see you & Harold. We’ll dress in black, sip on coffee in a small cafe in the Lower East Side, and marinate in existential angst :)
My votes for On The Road. I’ve never read either book, but isn’t On The Road supposed to be like, the book that defined a generation (I vaguely remember an english teacher saying so…)
I have “On The Road” in my book collection, so if this is the one I’m ready to rock.
The jester makes jokes, he’s funny, he makes fun, he ridicules. But if his ridicules are based on sound ideas and thinking, then he can proceed to the second panel, which is the thinker—he called it the philosopher. The jester becomes the philosopher, and if he does these things with dazzling language that we marvel at, then he becomes a poet too. Then the jester can be a thinking jester who thinks poetically.
— George Carlin paraphrasing philosopher Arthur Koestler.
The other best acceptance speech for the night: Lin Manuel-Miranda. If this doesn’t make you want to see IN THE HEIGHTS, nothing will. This is nothing short of awesome.
Despite the prevaling theory that “rap outside of a song, and especially at an awards ceremony = embarassing times for all,” I loved this and wish I could have been there. Thanks, F.
This speech is up there with Roberto Benigni,Cuba Gooding, and Forest Whitaker’s oscar speech. Heart felt and inspiring. Made my day.
Great video by moblogic. Lindsay interviews traders on the Amex Exchange also known as “the pit.” I thought that a couple of the traders were on the ball about the oil crisis.
I was wandering down Lincoln Road in Miami Beach when I noticed this older gentlemen looking through the church glass doors. He just stood there transfixed. Mean while, a parade of beautiful people laughing, talking, and carrying on, went about their business. I continued to take several shots of him staring intensly into the church. I put my camera down and watched him for several minutes. I thought to myself what is he thinking about, is he praying, meditating, thinking about his life? Who knows? I thought. And I walked away.