A Coney Island Of My Mind #21

"Summer afternoon — summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language."

Photograph by Chris Stein

Beautifully Simple

"If you had asked me why I had joined the militia I should have answered: 'To fight against Fascism,' and if you had asked me what I was fighting for, I should have answered: 'Common decency.'"

Cries Of A Nation

Heather Heyer

Rest In Peace

Heather Heyer was murdered by a domestic terrorist on Saturday, August 12th for standing up for her country and fellow human being.

Between Hell And Reason

"The world is what it is, which is to say, nothing much. This is what everyone learned yesterday, thanks to the formidable concert of opinion coming from radios, newspapers, and information agencies. Indeed we are told, in the midst of hundreds of enthusiastic commentaries, that any average city can be wiped out by a bomb the size of a football. American, English, and French newspapers are filled with eloquent essays on the future, the past, the inventors, the cost, the peaceful incentives, the military advantages, and even the life-of-its-own character of the atom bomb. We can sum it up in one sentence: Our technical civilization has just reached its greatest level of savagery. We will have to choose, in the more or less near future, between collective suicide and the intelligent use of our scientific conquests. Meanwhile we think there is something indecent in celebrating a discovery whose use has caused the most formidable rage of destruction ever known to man. What will it bring to a world already given over to all the convulsions of violence, incapable of any control, indifferent to justice and the simple happiness of men — a world where science devotes itself to organized murder? No one but the most unrelenting idealists would dare to wonder."

Words by Albert Camus from Combat magazine, August 8th 1945

Already Dead

"Through this feeling of helplessness suddenly burst a piercing nostalgia for the lost world of childhood. The way it came right up against the heart, that world, and against the face. No indoors or outdoors, only everything touching us, and the grown-ups lumbering past overhead like constellations."

Temporal Revolution

"A revolutionary age is an age of action; ours is the age of advertisement and publicity."

"Freedom Tower" photograph by Lee Greenfeld © 2017

Quote by Søren Kierkegaard (from The Present Age: On The Death Of Rebellion, 1846)