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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

existential angst


Today I have existential angst (yesterday we had commodity fetishism and tomorrow we have... well never mind).
I think it is something to do with the long dark nights closing in.
At least I am not living in the Arctic where from now on it is dark.
Hamlet ofcourse had it and his to be or not to be speech is a prime example, as did Virgina Woolf.
In Between the Acts, her last book, she reduces life to orts and fragments.
I like the idea of an ort. I might research them.
But maybe it is just my inability to get up in the morning that is inducing gloom.
Yes! I have got it. I will go and play the blues.

5 comments:

JP said...

Ah! So that's where niece I gets it from :)

Solution: wireless laptop!

naomi said...

I love this picture of Virginia Woolf. I did my BA dissertation on her in terms of literature and politics and love her to bits

Kate said...

I love her too Naomi.
As you can see!

Joolz said...

Phew. I am not alone.
Google does not know what an ORT is either as it offers 'Operating Room Technician'
http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&lr=&rls=GGLG,GGLG:2005-22,GGLG:en&oi=defmore&defl=en&q=define:ORT

What is one DrKate?

Kate said...

You have to go into the orts blog to find out.
Click on ort on the original post and you will see.