ciao from ecocore :::
we hope you are taking care of each other.
we were going to do a new issue (we might) but in the meantime a newsletter as
an effort to metabolise the virtual + being alive
atm, for you : bad news / palette cleansing content / etc. love u
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seventh week of quarantine, i’ve inhaled the internet, damaged my eyes with foresight and phone, produced factory levels of cortisol, had two periods within two weeks of one another, discretely made sure of the wellbeing of an errant ex, possibly contracted co-vid. i have wanted all the information and all the beauty and all the sex, all the vaccines (…all the prophecies, all the revolutions). hope and despair at once, so much fury so much love, so much grief, so much libido lapsing now into a creepy surgical neutrality from sheer exhaustion. within all the emotional and psychic intricacies / brutalities there is obv a glint of satisfaction in watching the world pivot towards emphasis on care, mutuality, interdependence and ‘feminine’ labour. the fall of celebrity culture, and lost glamour of elites (economic, structural, familial, the couple form) towards conversations about ‘health’ (physical, mental, social, cultural, political, global, economic, ecological) and camaraderie. these are my abiding fav subjects and my solace.
i’m a long time mystic expert in lack, deprivation and romantic anorexia so i can endure another two years of reduced pleasure (during peak fertility np) and meanwhile share some grace i found in my time as a hermit in the mountains, as an offering. self- care is cursed, let’s be each other’s plague doulas.
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i-Ching for the moment : 8 becoming 29
Hexagram 8 is named 比 (bǐ), “Grouping”. Other variations include “holding together” and “alliance”. Its inner
(lower) trigram is ☷ (坤 kūn) field = (地 ) earth, and its outer (upper) trigram is ☵ (坎 kǎn) gorge = (水 ) water.
towards
Hexagram 29 is named 坎 (kǎn), “Gorge”. Other variations include “the abyss” (in the oceanographic sense) and “repeated entrapment”. Its inner trigram is ☵ (坎 kǎn) gorge = (水 ) water, and its outer trigram is identical.
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microbiological class war in china :: how are plagues produced by capitalism | state politics in china | quarantine as rehearsal for new measures of counter-insurgency | what kind of anti-capitalist politics could come out of this
connecting corona virus to agriculture :: leftist epidemiologist rob wallace | disease and big agriculture
covid-19 decarceration and abolition :: austerity | detention, deportation, criminalisation | if we were truly all in this together we
would not be all in this together | contempt and pity | organised abandonment
family abolition re quarantine :: hospice care | is astrology eugenicist | the politics of gestation | police power | full surrogacy now
coronavirus politics :: mike davis | epidemiology | ideology | how do you take to the streets during a pandemic | history of anti- imperialist left struggle in formerly colonised countries | bernie sanders | spanish flu | ethno-nationalist resource hoarding | big- pharma
my shamans of choice for the apocalypse :: the death panel | how long are we in this for | likely scenarios for covid-19 spread | US democratic party | cares act | mutual aid
immunoprivilege :: immunity passports | yellow fever | racial epidemiological violence
more family abolition :: quarantine is an abuser’s dream
luxury swiss hotel offering quarantine package :: ofc | $500 corona virus test incl. | eat the rich
womxn :: feminine labour | UNDERVALUED | femininity is idealised / abjected / sacrificed | care
loneliness :: distended grief | loneliness is a symptom of capitalism and secularism | individualism, the self, privatisation produces the language of loneliness
رق•)͒ ̛꒪ଠୖଳିଠୖ)՞( ͒꒪̛r( uk is bad vibes, herd inanity
i couldn’t q root for him to die but i’m depressed he didn’t:: exposé re bj’s negligence | confirmed homicidal inaction | pm skipped 5 crucial meetings for 12 day vacay | absolutely preventable | mainstream media can fuck off it’s their fault he got elected | …
he’s alive-ish :: ok boomer | bj thanks nhs for keeping 48 hr vigil while the average nurse has 6-7 patients to attend to | he must not have been intubated? so confused | the nhs is unconquerable | built on love | he can cry maybe
uk vs ireland :: when pro life means pro life | equivalent numbers of icu beds | double the testing in ireland | censored data kill your darlings :: death to the elderly | airbrushing old population out of mortality figures | solving the care crisis
they can live as long as they’re not lazy :: veteran raises £15 million for the nhs hauling himself around his garden | military salutes him | the nhs should be supported by the gvt | every charity is a failure of the state to fund what’s needed
labour leaks :: should be huge scandal buried by complicit media | we love john | this is v anglo dw about it it’s pure depression | novaramedia
the hand sanitiser i use at nhs mental health crisis centre smells like cum, tender details. care work is sex work.
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someone I was in love with for years sent me this song a long time ago. when i want to listen to it i have to search our emails with the phrase ‘tobia flesh’, which makes me smile. we’re not speaking even tho it’s the apocalypse and i tried!
Jun Togawa – Teinen Pushiganga
her first album was about menstruation, the second was about the insularity of japanese culture and society, and the third about love and eroticism. here she’s dressed as a female shinto priest singing about a failed relationship to the melody of an argentinian folk song.
Far away in the sky float clouds
Ah, the name of my love
Even such acts of atrocity
I cannot but merely forgive
You can kill me, as you would a cow or a pig
It is all right, as I am but a piece of flesh
Into the sky fades the midday cannon
Ah, my love has ended
So much love and hate
Has disappeared without a trace
Not even a moment for sorrow
I begin to rot
I am but a piece of flesh
☾ ̇❀‿ ❀ ̇☽ ☾ ̇❀‿ ❀ ̇☽ hope in the dark
