New publications, Atlantic distribution, and forthcoming for September 2018

Link to original post on The Green Violin: https://greenviolin.info/missives/new-publications-atlantic-distribution-and-forthcoming-for-september-2018/

After a hiatus of summer unemployment (there are no convenient seasons for joblessness), The Green Violin is printing once again, and expanding distribution! Copies of all Green Violin publications are always available for mail by request. The Green Violin will be distributing a few publications in Vancouver in early October. Special drop-points are also forthcoming in Atlantic Canada (Moncton, Sackville, Halifax, Saint John, and Fredericton), thanks to an H. de Heutz tour late September, and in Trois-Rivières on October 26.

Tour dates are here, go see the show if you want Green Violin publications!

OCT.26.2018 / TROIS RIVIERES : Zenob Cafe-Bar / + Ulysse / doors 9:30pm music 10pm $8/pay-what-you-can
SEP.29.2018 / MONCTON : Plan B Lounge / + Usse / 19+
SEP.28.2018 / SACKVILLE (NB) : Thunder and Lightning / + Usse / doors 9pm music 10pm
SEP.27.2018 / HALIFAX : Radstorm / + Secretary, Usse / doors 7:30pm music 8pm ALL AGES
SEP.26.2018 / SAINT JOHN : Taco Pica / + Ophelya, Usse / 9pm $8
SEP.25.2018 / FREDERICTON : Cafe Loka / + Usse, Wangled Teb

Further:

More copies of the first run of Fiona Sze-Lorrain’s not meant as poems and ko ko thett’s four poems in Burmese translation will be available through ground and mail distribution later this month (including at the aforementioned Atlantic locations).

New publications are printing now!

A chapbook called Ahn Hak-sŏp #4 by Don Mee Choi is first off the rollers, followed by a broadside titled Prophet Seekers, and other poems by Rethabile Masilo.

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Onwards, Ecofiscal Commissions! A fragmented look at the Hydro One Board of Directors

Pan-American Lunar Landing, (more accurately, “A Trip to the Moon” by Georges Méliès, 1902).

A republication of To Justify Land #4, originally published with Berfrois, now with some editing by the Media Co-op. The text was originally written a couple years ago, and underwent numerous evolutions to take its present form. Tracklist for this text includes such bangers as: “Of Pensions and Genocide”, “Reasons”, “There Isn’t Much We Can’t Do”, “Happiness Isn’t Measured In Square Feet”, “Might As Well Be Selling Groceries”, “Fiat Is A Terrorist Organization”, and “The Shit Cartel”.

Read the full article here: http://mediacoop.ca/story/justify-land-onwards-ecofiscal-commissions/36742

And the excerpted introduction here:

INTRODUCTION

To Justify Land /4: Onwards, Ecofiscal Commissions! is a project of assemblage and republication without altering the splinters of original text, creating an emergent narrative. The act of re-composing information, or found text, changes the legible context and the experience of reading, assimilating and forgetting information. Journalistic materials and press releases are interpreted outside of their chronological documentation or perceived span of relevance – when the spectacle is discarded and forgotten, and becomes history. This mimics both the parasitic character of most mainstream news sources, as well as spam sites that copy and re-post excerpts or articles in their entirety elsewhere (a venture through the looking glass).

By collaging the found fragments, the project also reflects the prominence of particular sources which are most accessible (or simply reflect certain algorithmic affinities and the speed of their discovery), or which reflect the sources that hold the most interest in reporting these events (and thus tend to influence public perception and policy, or limit the public awareness of corporate developments). As with the earlier, related project A Draft for Asinabka, this section of To Justify Land looks at the rhetoric that is used to represent to the public the interests of multinational corporate ‘entities’, the competency of corporate leadership, and the rhizomatic accumulation that leads towards prosperity.

HYDRO ONE BOARD OF DIRECTORS

The framework for this project is the Hydro One Board of Directors, which was announced in 2015 in the same moment as the Zibi development was finally receiving local media traction in the Ottawa-Gatineau region for its purchase of land from Domtar Corporation for condominium development, and the simultaneous launch of Hydro Ottawa-Hydro-Quebec’s $150 million dam upgrade. The articles and news releases clipped in this text mostly reflect 2016 and 2017, at which time this text was written. In the republication of this work, this text has not been updated with headlines from 2018, and does not intend to be a complete, chronological document.

The incestuous entanglements of the Ontario Hydro One Board of Directors reflects the absurdity of the corporatized regime under which the earth continues to be exploited under the motivations of ‘economic prosperity’. The interconnections demonstrate how seemingly disparate crises – such as the privatization of water in Delhi, mining in Brazil, Saudi Arabian ‘special economic zones’, the mergers and contracts of seemingly ‘apolitical’ construction companies, and the construction of a condominium development in Ottawa – are closely related, but often neglected in the context of the innocuous entries and exits of the figureheads who determine these maneuvers.

The absurdity of the relationships (which sometimes appear disconnected or irrelevant) is contextualised with recent news, excerpts, or tangentially relevant bits of trivia that inform their actions. Formally, it’s an experiment with the usefulness of the footnote / annotation as an irritant where footnotes concentrate on ‘derivative facts’, and with the hyperlink for mapping nets of influence. These ‘nets’ are intended to reflect the connections  between the protagonists behind the governance, auditing & oversight, and policy influence of the corporate acquisitions of ‘public assets’. These connections are available to the public – however, due to their displacement and the limited means of their discussion and representation, they remain ‘hidden in plain sight’. In the complex and non-linear operations of an economic climate that is created through collaborative business and relationship building, the relevance is found in repetition. Readers are encouraged to jump between sections to discover for themselves, as if by accident, the many repeating names throughout, or forgo the text entirely and refer to the index included at the end. Here, information leads to more information!

As stated in earlier  ‘To Justify Land’ posts, Ontario’s Hydro One has sold 60% of shares to private investment (though it sees provincial majority as a single shareholder as a redeeming quality). Hydro Ottawa, meanwhile, is seeing through an expansion project on the dam that crosses the Ottawa River, which is part of a condominium development site on Asinabka – a sacred site for Algonquin people. In August 2016, Ontario Hydro acquired a regional power distributor, Orillia Hydro, and Great Lakes Power Electricity Transmission Business from Brookfield Infrastructure. The Natural Capitalist condo developers Windmill and their real estate partners Dream Unlimited are striking a construction deal with a single Algonquin-owned company which remains at odds with the Algonquin contestation against the construction of the condominiums, and damming of the Kichissippi (otherwise known as the Ottawa River).

NATURAL CAPITALISM

So it is that the envelope of compromise continues to be pushed to lunatic margins. How far indeed things have gone where we can’t keep track of who owns whom, and who is doing what with whose money! This is the price of our ‘liquidities’, the briberies extended to the poorest people by war-mongers and corporatists, and the perversion of sustainability and environmentalism by capitalist infrastructures – where agendas of exploitation are ‘justified’ through charitable donations, or superficial appearances of concern with ecological sustainability or sourcing renewable energy. The problem returns to the tenets of “Natural Capitalism”, to the very logic that underlies these systems, which fuels private acquisitions and interests – where ‘prosperity’ is seen through an inextricable mesh of corporate mergers and acquisitions, banks, real estate development, and investment in military industries. Where there are donations, there is never the question of rejecting them – where there is financial profit, there is no question about the meaning of ‘progress’. Where an oil company, or a hydro-electric company, can invest some dollars in the right conservation society, or loudly offer construction contracts to Indigenous communities without recourse for the exploitative nature of the very work they do in the first place and how they arrived at their money. Where progress is measured by participation in this system – that reconciliation with people means bankrolling their participation in capitalist infrastructures, and reconciliation with the planet means the most economically viable form of expansion, passed by approval of corporate-sponsored advisory boards. Where exploitation – by donations, by extraction, by economic blackmail – is to always take, and never to leave alone, never to reject the next profitable opportunity. Where bigger is always better, and progress means collaborating at any cost, with anyone, because economic failure is more unbearable than moral bankruptcy.

NOUNS, AND THE LANGUAGE OF CAPITALISM

Capitalism is constructed on a language of nouns – objects, materialities, people and names. Written in 1940, Argentinian writer Jorge Luis Borges’ story Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius imagines a language that is constructed entirely out of verbs. Such a language dematerializes reality – or, perhaps more accurately, interprets a reality that is based on experience, not on ‘object-hood’. Language in Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius is nounless, transient.

“To the inhabitants of Tlön, the world is not an assemblage of objects in space but a diverse series of separate acts. The world is sequential, rooted in time rather than space. In Tlön’s putative Ursprache, from which its ‘modern’ languages and dialects stem, there are no nouns but only impersonal verbs, modified by monosyllabic suffixes or prefixes that function as adverbs. For example, there is nothing equivalent to our word ‘moon’, but there is a verb that for us would be ‘to moonrise’ or ‘to moon’. ‘The moon rose over the river’ would be ‘Hlör u fang axaxaxas mlö’ or, literally, ‘Upward behind the lasting-flow it moonrose’. (Xul Solar translates this more succinctly as ‘Upward, behind the onstreaming, it mooned.’)”

Where Tlön’s moon is “mooning”, the river everywhere is “rivering” – existing as such as an ever-becoming entity that is its entanglements, and is irreducible. The uncertainty of this entity means that it cannot ever be fully condensed into a solid state that is quantifiable and derives value. The “mooning” and “rivering” are not just oppositional to capitalism – they totally do not permit the very idea of it, because there is no concrete “moon” to speak of, and it is not possible for there to be “a river” in the sense of a commodity-object.

The text that follows, with its numerous names of people, corporations and figures, is in total opposition to such a concept that considers material reality as ‘relational’ – an uncertain and fluctuating reality that is interpreted from actions and behaviours, and is never static. The text shows instead a sliver of the material-based reality that determines the logics of capitalism. It is an experiment in the anesthetized reflection of journalistic remnants, maybe even humorous reading of journalistic artefacts that have been temporally displaced. This small project within a project is a sort of ‘media archaeology’, a ‘digital forensics’ – simply a reconfiguration or collage of that-which-is-already-there. It is by facing again (and again and again) the materiality of this network – the people and corporations, their ‘products’, acquisitions and values (or, nouns) – towards the doing, the occurrence, the Borgesian verbing of the reality, in which we are offered a new reading of our dim reality, perhaps even something of an incantation, a litany in the form of Network-Oriented Ontology (NOO)! Forward-looking statements generally are identified by the words “believe”, “project”, “expect”, “will likely result”, “strategy”, “plan”, “may”, “should”, “will”, “would”, “will be”, “will continue”, “will likely result” and similar expressions, and the negatives thereof. Forward-looking statements are based on current expectations, estimates, projections and assumptions, are not guarantees of future performance and involve certain risks and uncertainties, the outcomes of which cannot be predicted.

“There will be no greening of the economy, no redistribution of wealth, no enforcement or extension of rights without human dispositions, moods, and cultural ensembles hospitable to these effects.”

-Jane Bennett, Vibrant Matter.

 

excerpt VI, from ‘the shattering din of the morning star’


image: “Je tends les bras”, Claude Cahun

excerpt from ‘the shattering din of the morning star’ published on Berfrois: http://www.berfrois.com/2018/06/the-shattering-din-of-the-morning-star-by-lital-khaikin/

Memory is struck into the air. Time is recalling itself, spring is recovering the body. “What is the name of the great double nest?” Mnemosyne, daughter of Earth and Heaven, writes the unearthing.

Iqrit-in-1948
Palestinian town of Iqrit, destroyed by the IDF during the Nakba. 1948.

 

Quoted from “In the Presence of Absence“, by Mahmoud Darwish:

“At the end of the night you can only sleep with the help of a sleeping pill. When
you wake up, you need some time to be convinced that you are in Gaza, which
you then describe as “the city of misery and might.” Late in the sultry morning
you go together with some returning friends to visit the camps. It is hard to walk
in the alleys, and your own cleanliness and access to water shames you. You do
not believe, and never did, that these holding tanks of misery are a necessary
step toward immortalizing or affirming the right of return. But you remember
what you really should forget: the world’s conscience. You vilify theories of
progress and the teleology of history, which might take humanity back to the
Stone Age. To keep some perspective, you deprive yourself of the serum of
optimism and zeal and instead take a pill for high blood pressure. You say: If I
think of anything else, I will have to throw my conscience to the cats.
You wonder: What kind of a linguistic or legal wunderkind could formulate a
peace treaty and good neighborliness between a palace and a shack, between a
guard and a prisoner?
You walk down the alleys ashamed of everything: your ironed shirts, the
aesthetics of poetry, the abstractness of music, and a passport that allows you to
travel the world. You are stabbed by a pain in your consciousness. And you
return to a Gaza that looks down on its refugee camps and its refugees, and
seems apprehensive of the returnees. You do not know which Gaza you are in,
and you say:
I came, but did not arrive.
I came, but did not return!

[…]

Revelation is the heart’s proof of what it knows not, and of what is higher.
Higher and farther. I see a bird, you and I are its wings. It takes us to a place
beyond vision, on a journey with no end and no beginning, no intention or
objective. I do not speak to you, nor do you speak to me. We only hear the music
of silence.”