[3505] in Central_America
New quotes for Sun Jul 21
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
Sun Jul 21 01:29:44 1991
Date: Sun, 21 Jul 91 01:29:16 EDT
From: root@charon.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@bloom-beacon.mit.edu
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dkk (David K Krikorian):
SIPB: We're not Project Athena, and neither is it.
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quintero (Carlos Quintero):
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: BORGES AND I
Things happen to him, the other one, to Borges. I stroll about Buenos Aires and stop, almost mechanically now perhaps, to look at the arch of an entranceway and the ironwork gate; news of Borges reaches me in the mail and I see his name on an academic ballot or in a biographical dictionary. I like hourglasses, maps, eighteen-century typography, etymologies, the taste of coffee, and Robert Louis Stevenson's prose; he shares these preferences, but with a vanity that turns them into the attributes of an actor. It would be an exaggeration to say that our relationship is a hostile one; I live, I go on living, so that Borges may contrive his literature; and that literature justifies me. I do not find it hard to admit that he has achieved some valid pages, but these pages can not save me, perhaps because what is good no longer belongs to anyone, not even to him, the other one, but to the language or to tradition. In any case, I am destined to perish, definitively, and only some in!
statn of me may live on in him. Li
ttle by little, I yield him ground, the whole terrain, though I am quite aware of his perverse habit of magnifying and falsifying. Spinoza realized that all things strive to persist in their own nature: the stone eternally wishes to be stone and the tiger a tiger. I shall subsist in Borges, not in myself (assuming I am someone), and yet I recognize myself less in his books than in many another, or that in the intricate flourishes played on a guitar. Years ago I tried to free myself from him, and I went from the mythologies of the city suburbs to games with tiem and infinity, but now those games belong to Borges, and I will have to think up something else. Thus is my life a flight, and I lose everything, and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.
I don't know which of the two of us is writing this page.
-Jorge Luis Borges."
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sethg (Seth A. Gordon):
The following appeared as an "Editors' Note" in the New York
Times, July 11, 1991:
An article on July 3 described a controversy involving allegations of
plagiarism at Boston University's College of Communication. In a
commencement address in May, the dean of the college, H. Joachim
Maitre, repeated virtually word for word passages from an article by a
PBS film critic. In the speech, Mr. Maitre did not acknowledge or
credit the article.
The Times account acknowledged that the controversy had first been
reported in The Boston Globe on July 2. But it should also have noted
that the quotations it cited from Mr. Maitre's speech were taken from
the Globe article.
Besides the quotations from Mr. Maitre's speech, the Times article
included a passage of five paragraphs that closely resembled five
paragraphs in the Globe article. The passage involved comparisons of
the same sets of quotations from the disputed texts. Although the
Times article also reflected independent investigation of the
controversy and interviews by the Times reporter, it was in this
instance improperly dependent on the Globe account.
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therese (Therese):
Don't dream too wild, and shoot for the moon
Don't ride your heart like a balloon
Don't blow away to places unknown
Cause when you finally come knocking, there'll be nobody home
Nobody home
- Heart
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