hermann hesse, sigur ros, jil sander, radiohead, winona ryder, petra kelly, joan baez, naomi klein, portishead, alice miller, kurt cobain, jazz-ladies, mit karamellsirup, den neuen harry potter gleich in der buchhandlung lesen
At that very moment, Lévy sashays into the room. He is wearing the foundation required by his televisual activities, and this clearly bothers him enough to affect his manners. As I go to shake his hand he says: 'I don't usually wear make-up, you know.'
Lévy's reputation for narcissism is unparalleled in his home country, and he's not unaware of the fact. The headline of one article about him coined the immortal dictum, 'God is dead but my hair is perfect'. He has been known to say that the discovery of a new shade of grey leaves him 'ecstatic', and that people who vote for Jean-Marie Le Pen cannot buy Philippe Starck furniture or Yohji Yamamoto clothes (as if their aesthetic taste were their greatest offence). Maybe it's the make-up, but Lévy seems a little tense. He's keen to get me out of the sultan's salon and into his far more austere study, where a modern sculpture of a deliberately empty-headed Lenin provides an unwitting reminder of Lévy's own relationship to Pascal. He sits down, furrows his brow, makes a few bossy demands about how the interview is to be conducted, and proceeds noisily to inhale substantial amounts of phlegm at regular intervals.
Observer: Je suis un superstar
It was proposed by Donald Hebb (1949) that cortical activity is organized in functional groups ('cell assemblies') that form the building blocks of computational processes by the coordinated activity of the participating neurons. This hypothesis prompted neuroscientists to record from multiple neurons at a time, to observe their simultaneous activity. Such parallel activity is analyzed for correlated activity e.g. in terms of coincident spiking activity (e.g. Riehle et al, 1997; Singer, 1999) and/or spatio-temporal patterns (e.g. Prut et al, 1998), and results are typically displayed for visualization. Another approach would be to use our auditory perceptional abilities in order to identify temporal structures in the neuronal activity. The neurophone, introduced by Aertsen & Erb (1987) suggests the idea to 'audialize' neuronal activity by presenting their simultaneous activity in a form compared to music.
Electrical signals recorded from electrodes in the brain next to neurons are reduced to the time stamps when action potentials (spikes) occurred, since the amplitude of spikes are of unique height and do not carry information. Thus, doing this for multiple neurons recorded in parallel, we get for each neuron a time series of marked points in time, which we treat as the time of occurrences of musical notes. Each neuron we treat as a single 'voice' and assign a different tone to each of them. The result is a piece of 'neuromusic', in which each neuron contributes with its tone at each time it emitted a spike.
The pieces we are listening to (implemented by Sonja Gruen (www.mpih-frankfurt.mpg.de) and Michael Erb (www.medizin.uni-tuebingen.de), 1992) were translated from recordings 1) from prefrontal cortex in awake behaving monkey involved in a sensorimotor behavioral task (Vaadia et al, 1989), 2) from data of neural network simulations of synfire chains (Diesmann et al, 1999) and 3) from data recorded in primary motor cortex of awake behaving monkey involved in a delayed-response handmovement task (Riehle et al, 1997).
Medizin als Selbstverbesserungstechnologie, schlauer Artikel mit embedded nuggets, zum Beispiel einem rosa Uboot, auf dem Cary Grant ein Interview über LSD gibt und einer Autobiographie, die "Muscles" heißt.
Quotes:
In his memoir Muscle , Samuel Fussell describes ... [...] I have been born again," he told the astonished group. "I have been through a psychiatric experience which has completely changed me." The psychiatric experience to which [Cary] Grant was referring was the result of LSD, which he claimed to have used more than 60 times. As he sat tanning himself on the deck of a pink submarine, Grant described the way that LSD had put him in touch with his inner self. [...] In 1972, at the age of 45, [Jan] Morris traveled to Casablanca, Morocco, and underwent sex-reassignment surgery. After the operation, Morris felt clean, felt normal and, most of all, felt like ... herself. "I was not to others what I was to myself," Morris writes. "All I wanted was ... to live as myself, to clothe myself in a more proper body, and achieve Identity at last." [...] In medicine, the ethic of authenticity has given the pursuit of psychological well-being the same kind of moral imperative once reserved for treating illnesses. [...] Yet it would be a mistake to think this is merely a matter of the market creating an illness. It is also a matter of a technology creating an illness. Wherever we can make the tools of medicine work, the condition that we are working on tends to be reconceptualized as a medical problem. It used to be the case that some people could not have children. This was not a medical problem; it was an unfortunate fact of nature. But once new reproductive technologies -- such as in vitro fertilization and sperm donation -- came on the scene, that fact of nature was reconceptualized as a medical problem. Now it is called "infertility" and is treated by medical specialists. This kind of reconceptualization runs throughout the history of psychiatry.
ich könnte es nicht beweisen, aber ich bilde mir ein, dass in spiegel-artikeln, in denen den lesern junge hoffnungsvolle deutschsprachige literatinnen angedient werden sollen (diesmal frau franck), diese auf den illustrierenden fotos immer den lady-di-kopfknick (45 grad) und die lady-di-bambiaugen vorführen.
nicht beweisen, weil jede woche evident, müsste ich dagegen, dass in jedem spiegel-beitrag, in dem es auch nur entfernt um prostitution geht (diesmal besteuerung von prostituierten in köln wegen notlage der kommune) auf dem illustrierenden foto eine frau in unterwäsche auf einem großen bett einen imaginären bildredakteur aus lady-di-augen anglotzt. als würde sie mit sich über den preis reden lassen. weil doch die gewinnbeteiligung schon lange nicht mehr rockt.
investmentbanking macht impotent. - neulich auf einem flughafen zwei frauen, die sich unterhielten. die eine beklagte laut, dass ihr partner, anfang 30 und von beruf investmentbanker, durch seine voellige ueberarbeitung inzwischen prinzipiell zu muede waere, um im bett ueberhaupt noch richtig "performen" (sic!) zu koennen.
das sicherlich eindruecklichste buch ueber investmentbanking, das ich je gelesen habe: "american psycho"
ost-berlin, s-bahnhof warschauer strasse, aufdruck auf einem t-shirt: arbeitslose ficken besser
Im Sommer vergrößert sich bloß das Leckhafte am Menschen.
... für heute hat der Arzt mit einer kleinen Rechenscheibe deinen Geburtstermin bestimmt.
Komm endlich, wird eh zu eng da drin.
Pinkle ins Fruchtwasser, löse Hormontsunamis aus, mach dich dünn und ab die Post. Wir sind so weit, alle drei.
Wäre ein schöner Tag für einen Geburtstag.