Author Archives: barce

Music: Die Meistersinger Book: Aristotle’s Ethics The first opera I saw was not my favorite opera. I was hoping to get some sort of ecstatic experience out of it, but the whole time I was listening to “Die Meistersinger” in … Continue reading →

Reverse culture shock hit me. I was so happy to be back home, but now I was starting to see things I didn’t like. Unemployment sucked, especially since I didn’t qualify for any. Also, the wonderful social life I was … Continue reading →

Things that happened in September of 2002: The 10 year anniversary of Critical Mass 1 year after 9/11 Benjamin Hollander reads his “film noir” poem, “Levinas and the Police,” on the 22nd. I don’t recall exactly what the turn of … Continue reading →

For my birthday, I had just milk and cookies. It was interesting to see who was “struggling” because they seriously needed booze to have a good time and folks who really enjoyed the occasion. Money worries started to creep in, … Continue reading →

In June of 2002, at the Reverie, I met a very beautiful, young woman, who reminded me in wit, style and mien of my first love. On her table at the cafe, she had a copy of “The Origin of … Continue reading →

I was living in a Victorian on Frederick Street between Waller and Ashbury. I was living with 6 other people. Half of us were part of Spinoza’s Coat and the other half weren’t. Not that created any tension, or anything. … Continue reading →

Before I leave San Francisco and leave for Los Angeles, I’m going to spend some time each day thinking about the months I’ve been in San Francisco. In April 2002, I just returned back from living in Bolzano, Italy. Half … Continue reading →

Zoe Greystone: The human brain contains roughly contains 300 megabytes of information. Not much when you get right down to it. The question isn’t how to store it. It’s how to access it. You can’t download a personality. There’s no … Continue reading →