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Official Great Works Draft (3 Viewers)

timschochet said:
Thorn said:
[Why are you always so anxious to change things midstream? You've got a procedure for ruling on picks, it works, why not continue to use it?
Because it doesn't work. At least not for me. Certain people are deliberately making picks to try to annoy me. When this happens, and I overrule, then I get mocked for taking the draft "too seriously". And I probably do. I really enjoy all of the discussion about great works here. I also enjoy the competition end of this; I'm aware that some here don't. There's a lot of very bright people in this thread and I enjoy trying to best them and appreciate when I am bested. I think having a winner at the end is a great thing. I love intellectual competition and learning about new things, and debating what is best. These are the reasons I got involved.I didn't get involved for the endless haggling over what is and what is not an acceptable pick. I'll deal with it when I have to, and I don't mind when someone has an honest disagreement with me. But we all know that is not what MisfitBlondes has been doing. He has made three deliberate picks designed to mock the draft and challenge me. Who needs it? I'm tired of overruling people and then constantly having to put up with insults and everything else. So let the category judges decide how worthy these picks are. I should have done it a long time ago. If Misfit Blondes wants to make "The Immaculate Reception" as a play his next pick, fine. I'll evaluate it.
45.11 Political/Philosophical Thought- Narcissism/Paranoia,
 
Sorry guys- I've had little time for this the last day or so. I see that I have 3 picks to make... maybe more. I'll try and get through getting caught up with what's been going on since the GREAT CHILDREN'S BOOK DEBACLE of July 9th AKA KRISTA HAD A BAD DAY DEBACLE of July 9th.

I'll throw a couple picks up there in the mean time just to see if they stick:

Let it DRIZZLE!

43.11- Performance- Gena Rowlands in A Woman Under the Influence (1974 dir. Cassavetes)

She made me cringe so much in this, but emaphasize for her too. Much like Fennis.

44.10- Novel- Sometimes a Great Notion, Ken Kesey

Follows in the footsteps of Faulkner jumping time/character/space... took me a few tries to even penetrate the first pages of this, but once I did I was finished. Without a doubt my favorite novel and I'm ecstatic to take it regardless of where it stands in the novel judge's eyes.

45.11 Composition-


I'm just the messenger, Bunny.Love the Rowlands pick.

 
Okay, good to go now.

46.06 - The Sting - Movie

This is a classic. Nothing better than old-timey grifting, Redford and Newman-style.

The Sting is a 1973 caper film set in September 1936 and revolving around a complicated plot by two professional grifters (Paul Newman and Robert Redford) to con a mob boss (Robert Shaw). The story, created by screenwriter David S. Ward, was inspired by some real-life con games perpetrated by the brothers Fred and Charley Gondorff and documented by David Maurer in his book The Big Con: The Story of the Confidence Man. However, in the 1951 Orson Welles radio show, The Third Man, in an episode airing in November titled "Horse Play", the plot is very much the same, along with many similar details, so the actual genesis of the idea may be in question.[citation needed] The movie was directed by George Roy Hill, who also directed Newman and Redford in the classic (spotlighting removed). The title phrase refers to the moment when a con artist finishes the "play" and takes the mark's money. (Today the expression is mostly used in the context of law enforcement sting operations.) If the con game is successful, the mark does not realize he has been "taken" (cheated), at least not until the con men are long gone.

The movie is divided into distinct sections with old-fashioned title cards with lettering and illustrations rendered in a style reminiscent of the Saturday Evening Post. The film is noted for its musical score - particularly its main theme melody, "(spotlighting removed)", a piano rag by Scott Joplin, which was lightly adapted for the movie by Marvin Hamlisch. The film in turn encouraged a surge of popularity and critical acclaim for Joplin's work.[1]

The film was a major box office success in 1973, taking in more than US$160 million. The film won seven Academy Awards, including Best Picture and Best Director.
 
Okay, good to go now.

46.06 - The Sting - Movie

This is a classic. Nothing better than old-timey grifting, Redford and Newman-style.

The Sting is a 1973 caper film set in September 1936 and revolving around a complicated plot by two professional grifters (Paul Newman and Robert Redford) to con a mob boss (Robert Shaw). The story, created by screenwriter David S. Ward, was inspired by some real-life con games perpetrated by the brothers Fred and Charley Gondorff and documented by David Maurer in his book The Big Con: The Story of the Confidence Man. However, in the 1951 Orson Welles radio show, The Third Man, in an episode airing in November titled "Horse Play", the plot is very much the same, along with many similar details, so the actual genesis of the idea may be in question.[citation needed] The movie was directed by George Roy Hill, who also directed Newman and Redford in the classic (spotlighting removed). The title phrase refers to the moment when a con artist finishes the "play" and takes the mark's money. (Today the expression is mostly used in the context of law enforcement sting operations.) If the con game is successful, the mark does not realize he has been "taken" (cheated), at least not until the con men are long gone.

The movie is divided into distinct sections with old-fashioned title cards with lettering and illustrations rendered in a style reminiscent of the Saturday Evening Post. The film is noted for its musical score - particularly its main theme melody, "(spotlighting removed)", a piano rag by Scott Joplin, which was lightly adapted for the movie by Marvin Hamlisch. The film in turn encouraged a surge of popularity and critical acclaim for Joplin's work.[1]

The film was a major box office success in 1973, taking in more than US$160 million. The film won seven Academy Awards, including Best Picture and Best Director.
Awesome! :lmao: :tinfoilhat:
 
MisfitBlondes' Pick

46.07 Rent - Jonathan Larsen (Play)

Rent is a rock musical with music and lyrics by Jonathan Larson[1] based on Giacomo Puccini's opera La Bohème. It tells the story of a group of impoverished young artists and musicians struggling to survive and create in New York's Lower East Side in the thriving days of Bohemian Alphabet City, under the shadow of AIDS.

The musical was first seen in a limited three-week Workshop production at the New York Theatre Workshop in 1994. This same New York City off-Broadway theatre was also the musical's initial home following its official January 25, 1996, opening. The show's creator, Jonathan Larson, died suddenly the night before the off-Broadway premiere. The show won a Pulitzer Prize, and the production was a hit. The musical moved to Broadway's larger Nederlander Theatre on April 29, 1996.[2]

On Broadway, Rent gained critical acclaim and won a Tony Award for Best Musical among other awards. The musical brought an ethnically diverse cast and controversial topics to a traditionally conservative medium, helping to increase the popularity of musical theater amongst the younger generation.[3] The Broadway production closed on September 7, 2008, after a 12-year run and 5,124 performances, making it the eighth-longest-running Broadway show, eight years behind The Phantom of the Opera. The production grossed over $280 million.[4]

The success of the show led to several national tours and numerous foreign productions, and in 2005, it was also adapted into a motion picture that features most of the original cast members.
 
timschochet said:
Thorn said:
[Why are you always so anxious to change things midstream? You've got a procedure for ruling on picks, it works, why not continue to use it?
Because it doesn't work. At least not for me. Certain people are deliberately making picks to try to annoy me. When this happens, and I overrule, then I get mocked for taking the draft "too seriously". And I probably do. I really enjoy all of the discussion about great works here. I also enjoy the competition end of this; I'm aware that some here don't. There's a lot of very bright people in this thread and I enjoy trying to best them and appreciate when I am bested. I think having a winner at the end is a great thing. I love intellectual competition and learning about new things, and debating what is best. These are the reasons I got involved.I didn't get involved for the endless haggling over what is and what is not an acceptable pick. I'll deal with it when I have to, and I don't mind when someone has an honest disagreement with me. But we all know that is not what MisfitBlondes has been doing. He has made three deliberate picks designed to mock the draft and challenge me. Who needs it? I'm tired of overruling people and then constantly having to put up with insults and everything else. So let the category judges decide how worthy these picks are. I should have done it a long time ago. If Misfit Blondes wants to make "The Immaculate Reception" as a play his next pick, fine. I'll evaluate it.
45.11 Political/Philosophical Thought- Narcissism/Paranoia,
:o
 
i'll pick for MfB:

43.14 David Letterman's statutory rape jokes about the daughters of an Alaskan attention ho - wildcard, baby

on second thought, I quit. GET BENT!!

nufced

 
i'll pick for MfB:

43.14 David Letterman's statutory rape jokes about the daughters of an Alaskan attention ho - wildcard, baby

on second thought, I quit. GET BENT!!

nufced
That was thew longest anyone ever quit and will never coming back to the FFA again, congrats!
 
44.08 The Kama Sutra (Non-Fiction)

Part 1: Introductory

Part 2: On Sexual Union

Part 3: About the Acquisition of a Wife

Part 4: About a Wife

Part 5: About the Wives of Other People

Part 6: About Courtesans

Part 7: On the Means of Attracting Others to One's Self

The Kama Sutra (Sanskrit: कामसूत्र), (alternative spellings: Kamasutraṃ or simply Kamasutra), is an ancient Indian text widely considered to be the standard work on human sexual behavior in Sanskrit literature written by the Indian scholar Mallanāga Vātsyāyana. A portion of the work consists of practical advice on sex. It is largely in prose, with many inserted anustubh poetry verses. Kāma means sensual or sexual pleasure, and see "sūtra".

The Kama Sutra is the oldest and most notable of a group of texts known generically as Kama Shastra (Sanskrit: Kāma Śhāstra). Traditionally, the first transmission of Kama Shastra or "Discipline of Kama" is attributed to Nandi the sacred bull, Shiva's doorkeeper, who was moved to sacred utterance by overhearing the lovemaking of the god and his wife Parvati and later recorded his utterances for the benefit of mankind.

Historian John Keay says that the Kama Sutra is a compendium that was collected into its present form in the second century CE.
 
44.08 The Kama Sutra (Non-Fiction)

Part 1: Introductory

Part 2: On Sexual Union

Part 3: About the Acquisition of a Wife

Part 4: About a Wife

Part 5: About the Wives of Other People

Part 6: About Courtesans

Part 7: On the Means of Attracting Others to One's Self

The Kama Sutra (Sanskrit: कामसूत्र), (alternative spellings: Kamasutraṃ or simply Kamasutra), is an ancient Indian text widely considered to be the standard work on human sexual behavior in Sanskrit literature written by the Indian scholar Mallanāga Vātsyāyana. A portion of the work consists of practical advice on sex. It is largely in prose, with many inserted anustubh poetry verses. Kāma means sensual or sexual pleasure, and see "sūtra".

The Kama Sutra is the oldest and most notable of a group of texts known generically as Kama Shastra (Sanskrit: Kāma Śhāstra). Traditionally, the first transmission of Kama Shastra or "Discipline of Kama" is attributed to Nandi the sacred bull, Shiva's doorkeeper, who was moved to sacred utterance by overhearing the lovemaking of the god and his wife Parvati and later recorded his utterances for the benefit of mankind.

Historian John Keay says that the Kama Sutra is a compendium that was collected into its present form in the second century CE.
:useless:
 
44.08 The Kama Sutra (Non-Fiction)

Part 1: Introductory

Part 2: On Sexual Union

Part 3: About the Acquisition of a Wife

Part 4: About a Wife

Part 5: About the Wives of Other People

Part 6: About Courtesans

Part 7: On the Means of Attracting Others to One's Self

The Kama Sutra (Sanskrit: कामसूत्र), (alternative spellings: Kamasutraṃ or simply Kamasutra), is an ancient Indian text widely considered to be the standard work on human sexual behavior in Sanskrit literature written by the Indian scholar Mallanāga Vātsyāyana. A portion of the work consists of practical advice on sex. It is largely in prose, with many inserted anustubh poetry verses. Kāma means sensual or sexual pleasure, and see "sūtra".

The Kama Sutra is the oldest and most notable of a group of texts known generically as Kama Shastra (Sanskrit: Kāma Śhāstra). Traditionally, the first transmission of Kama Shastra or "Discipline of Kama" is attributed to Nandi the sacred bull, Shiva's doorkeeper, who was moved to sacred utterance by overhearing the lovemaking of the god and his wife Parvati and later recorded his utterances for the benefit of mankind.

Historian John Keay says that the Kama Sutra is a compendium that was collected into its present form in the second century CE.
:useless:
 
I searched the picks and I'm shocked that this is still available. I'm betting Yankee was hoping it would keep falling...



46.12 Sears Tower, building

Sears Tower is a 110-story, 1,450.58 feet (442 m) skyscraper in Chicago, Illinois.[1] At the time of its completion in 1973 it was the tallest building in the world, surpassing the World Trade Center towers in New York.

Currently, Sears Tower is the tallest skyscraper in the United States, and the fourth-tallest freestanding structure in the world.
Wiki link
 
Genedoc said:
46.03 - Robert Brown discovers the Cell Nucleus/Brownian Motion - Scientific Discovery
No one challenged you on this (and doubly so, as this is your field of study) ... but these are clearly two separate discoveries. Both are huge in their own ... no need to bind them together.
 
timschochet said:
Hi guys. Back and updating. Couple of notes:

1. The Rubiyat of Omar Khayam is of course, poetry.

2. thatguy is correct, My Fair Lady is #1. I couldn't write that before because it was taken as a movie. As a stage play, it is perfection, IMO.

3. Three Sisters is an outstanding work; so is Marlowe's Doctor Faustus. You've both just made my life a whole lot more difficult.
How 'bout that? Of course now I feel like an ### having taken this great play while knowing next to nothing about it.
 
inHimshallibe said:
45.15 inHim reads the GWD thread in less than a week (accomplishments you shouldn't be proud of)

ETA: partnership in the works with thatguy. If he rejects he'll still have a ton of suggestions.
Knowing nothing about you, I should have some serious reservations in teaming up with you. But, I don't. So, welcome aboard. Feel free to make picks in the following categories: Plays, Documentaries, Political Documents, Political/Philosophical ideas, and Sculptures. If you have any other great ideas outside of these categories, run them by me, but chances are I'll let them fly. Let's kick some ### pard.
 
timschochet said:
Hi guys. Back and updating. Couple of notes:

1. The Rubiyat of Omar Khayam is of course, poetry.

2. thatguy is correct, My Fair Lady is #1. I couldn't write that before because it was taken as a movie. As a stage play, it is perfection, IMO.

3. Three Sisters is an outstanding work; so is Marlowe's Doctor Faustus. You've both just made my life a whole lot more difficult.
How 'bout that? Of course now I feel like an ### having taken this great play while knowing next to nothing about it.
You impudent hussy!
 
timschochet said:
Good morning. I love Tapestry.

There is a motion on the table to remove Team Misfit Blondes from this draft. I don't have to explain the reasons why; we all know them. Either you agree this is a good thing to do at this time, or you don't. If Misfit Blondes is removed, there will be no replacement and no evaluation of his picks. We wlll simply go with 19 drafters.

In order to make this happen, I need six "ayes" from other drafters. If we get six, the motion will carry. How do you vote?
Hell no. Misfit and Chiwawa is good people and Chiwawa is hot.
 
46.10 Poem- The Duino Elegies, Rainer Marie Rilke (1922)

This was written as a cycle, so I'd like to to take the lot, but I'll go with #2 if forced into taking one. Forgot I had read and even bought this at some point... so it'll have to "do" (like I said, I'm a dip#### when it comes to poetry, but I remember loving these in my "dark" early 20s... pretty sure I even got laid because of reading these at some college coffeeshop or another, so that's gotta count for something too).

The Second Elegy (from The Duino Elegies)

by Rainer Maria Rilke

English version by

Stephen Mitchell

Every angel is terrifying. And yet, alas,

I invoke you, almost deadly birds of the soul,

knowing about you. Where are the days of Tobias,

when one of you, veiling his radiance, stood at the front door,

slightly disguised for the journey, no longer appalling;

(a young man like the one who curiously peeked through the window).

But if the archangel now, perilous, from behind the stars

took even one step down toward us: our own heart, beating

higher and higher, would beat us to death. Who are you?

Early successes, Creation's pampered favorites,

mountain-ranges, peaks growing red in the dawn

of all Beginning, -- pollen of the flowering godhead,

joints of pure light, corridors, stairways, thrones,

space formed from essence, shields made of ecstasy, storms

of emotion whirled into rapture, and suddenly, alone,

mirrors: which scoop up the beauty that has streamed from their face

and gather it back, into themselves, entire.

But we, when moved by deep feeling, evaporate; we

breathe ourselves out and away; from moment to moment

our emotion grows fainter, like a perfume. Though someone may tell us:

"Yes, you've entered my bloodstream, the room, the whole springtime

is filled with you..." -- what does it matter? he can't contain us,

we vanish inside him and around him. And those who are beautiful,

oh who can retain them? Appearance ceaselessly rises

in their face, and is gone. Like dew from the morning grass,

what is ours floats into the air, like steam from a dish

of hot food. O smile, where are you going? O upturned glance:

new warm receding wave on the sea of the heart...

alas, but that is what we are. Does the infinite space

we dissolve into, taste of us then? Do the angels really

reabsorb only the radiance that streamed out from themselves, or

sometimes, as if by an oversight, is there a trace

of our essence in it as well? Are we mixed in with their

features even as slightly as that vague look

in the faces of pregnant women? They do not notice it

(how could they notice) in their swirling return to themselves.

Lovers, if they knew how, might utter strange, marvelous

words in the night air. For it seems that everything

hides us. Look: trees do exist; the houses

that we live in still stand. We alone

fly past all things, as fugitive as the wind.

And all things conspires to keep silent about us, half

out of shame perhaps, half as unutterable hope.

Lovers, gratified in each other, I am asking you

about us. You hold each other. Where is your proof?

Look, sometimes I find that my hands have come aware

of each other, or that my time-worn face

shelters itself inside them. That gives me a slight

sensation. But who would dare to exist, just for that?

You, though, who in the other's passion

grow until, overwhelmed, he begs you:

"No more..."; you who beneath his hands

swell with abundance, like autumn grapes;

you who may disappear because the other has wholly

emerged: I am asking you about us. I know,

you touch so blissfully because the caress preserves,

because the place you so tenderly cover

does not vanish; because underneath it

you feel pure duration. So you promise eternity, almost,

from the embrace. And yet, when you have survived

the terror of the first glances, the longing at the window,

and the first walk together, once only, through the garden:

lovers, are you the same? When you lift yourselves up

to each other's mouth and your lips join, drink against drink:

oh how strangely each drinker seeps away from his action.

Weren't you astonished by the caution of human gestures

on Attic gravestones? wasn't love and departure

placed so gently on shoulders that it seemed to be made

of a different substance than in our world? Remember the hands,

how weightlessly they rest, though there is power in the torsos.

These self-mastered figures know: "We can go this far,

this is ours, to touch one another this lightly; the gods

can press down harder upon us. But this is the gods' affair."

If only we too could discover a pure, contained,

human place, our own strip of fruit-bearing soil

between river and rock. For our own heart always exceeds us,

as theirs did. And we can no longer follow it, gazing

into images that soothe it or into the godlike bodies

where, measured more greatly, it achieves a greater repose.
 
MisfitBlondes' Pick

46.07 Rent - Jonathan Larsen (Play)

Rent is a rock musical with music and lyrics by Jonathan Larson[1] based on Giacomo Puccini's opera La Bohème. It tells the story of a group of impoverished young artists and musicians struggling to survive and create in New York's Lower East Side in the thriving days of Bohemian Alphabet City, under the shadow of AIDS.

The musical was first seen in a limited three-week Workshop production at the New York Theatre Workshop in 1994. This same New York City off-Broadway theatre was also the musical's initial home following its official January 25, 1996, opening. The show's creator, Jonathan Larson, died suddenly the night before the off-Broadway premiere. The show won a Pulitzer Prize, and the production was a hit. The musical moved to Broadway's larger Nederlander Theatre on April 29, 1996.[2]

On Broadway, Rent gained critical acclaim and won a Tony Award for Best Musical among other awards. The musical brought an ethnically diverse cast and controversial topics to a traditionally conservative medium, helping to increase the popularity of musical theater amongst the younger generation.[3] The Broadway production closed on September 7, 2008, after a 12-year run and 5,124 performances, making it the eighth-longest-running Broadway show, eight years behind The Phantom of the Opera. The production grossed over $280 million.[4]

The success of the show led to several national tours and numerous foreign productions, and in 2005, it was also adapted into a motion picture that features most of the original cast members.
Solid pick. This is the only musical I've seen on Broadway. Seen it twice, actually. Was on my list but I thought it would continue to slide.
 
46.10 Poem- The Duino Elegies, Rainer Marie Rilke (1922)

This was written as a cycle, so I'd like to to take the lot, but I'll go with #2 if forced into taking one. Forgot I had read and even bought this at some point... so it'll have to "do" (like I said, I'm a dip#### when it comes to poetry, but I remember loving these in my "dark" early 20s... pretty sure I even got laid because of reading these at some college coffeeshop or another, so that's gotta count for something too).

The Second Elegy (from The Duino Elegies)

by Rainer Maria Rilke

English version by

Stephen Mitchell

Every angel is terrifying. And yet, alas,

I invoke you, almost deadly birds of the soul,

knowing about you. Where are the days of Tobias,

when one of you, veiling his radiance, stood at the front door,

slightly disguised for the journey, no longer appalling;

(a young man like the one who curiously peeked through the window).

But if the archangel now, perilous, from behind the stars

took even one step down toward us: our own heart, beating

higher and higher, would beat us to death. Who are you?

Early successes, Creation's pampered favorites,

mountain-ranges, peaks growing red in the dawn

of all Beginning, -- pollen of the flowering godhead,

joints of pure light, corridors, stairways, thrones,

space formed from essence, shields made of ecstasy, storms

of emotion whirled into rapture, and suddenly, alone,

mirrors: which scoop up the beauty that has streamed from their face

and gather it back, into themselves, entire.

But we, when moved by deep feeling, evaporate; we

breathe ourselves out and away; from moment to moment

our emotion grows fainter, like a perfume. Though someone may tell us:

"Yes, you've entered my bloodstream, the room, the whole springtime

is filled with you..." -- what does it matter? he can't contain us,

we vanish inside him and around him. And those who are beautiful,

oh who can retain them? Appearance ceaselessly rises

in their face, and is gone. Like dew from the morning grass,

what is ours floats into the air, like steam from a dish

of hot food. O smile, where are you going? O upturned glance:

new warm receding wave on the sea of the heart...

alas, but that is what we are. Does the infinite space

we dissolve into, taste of us then? Do the angels really

reabsorb only the radiance that streamed out from themselves, or

sometimes, as if by an oversight, is there a trace

of our essence in it as well? Are we mixed in with their

features even as slightly as that vague look

in the faces of pregnant women? They do not notice it

(how could they notice) in their swirling return to themselves.

Lovers, if they knew how, might utter strange, marvelous

words in the night air. For it seems that everything

hides us. Look: trees do exist; the houses

that we live in still stand. We alone

fly past all things, as fugitive as the wind.

And all things conspires to keep silent about us, half

out of shame perhaps, half as unutterable hope.

Lovers, gratified in each other, I am asking you

about us. You hold each other. Where is your proof?

Look, sometimes I find that my hands have come aware

of each other, or that my time-worn face

shelters itself inside them. That gives me a slight

sensation. But who would dare to exist, just for that?

You, though, who in the other's passion

grow until, overwhelmed, he begs you:

"No more..."; you who beneath his hands

swell with abundance, like autumn grapes;

you who may disappear because the other has wholly

emerged: I am asking you about us. I know,

you touch so blissfully because the caress preserves,

because the place you so tenderly cover

does not vanish; because underneath it

you feel pure duration. So you promise eternity, almost,

from the embrace. And yet, when you have survived

the terror of the first glances, the longing at the window,

and the first walk together, once only, through the garden:

lovers, are you the same? When you lift yourselves up

to each other's mouth and your lips join, drink against drink:

oh how strangely each drinker seeps away from his action.

Weren't you astonished by the caution of human gestures

on Attic gravestones? wasn't love and departure

placed so gently on shoulders that it seemed to be made

of a different substance than in our world? Remember the hands,

how weightlessly they rest, though there is power in the torsos.

These self-mastered figures know: "We can go this far,

this is ours, to touch one another this lightly; the gods

can press down harder upon us. But this is the gods' affair."

If only we too could discover a pure, contained,

human place, our own strip of fruit-bearing soil

between river and rock. For our own heart always exceeds us,

as theirs did. And we can no longer follow it, gazing

into images that soothe it or into the godlike bodies

where, measured more greatly, it achieves a greater repose.
Did you clear this with your mom first?
 
I'm back. Lists are up to date. I would also like to officially welcome inHimshallibe to these proceedings as a member of Team thatguy. Status update:

43.14 - Misfit Blondes (repick needed)

45.16 - Scott Norwood/Anborn (repick needed)

Skipped

39.19 - Tirnan (autoskip)

40.02 - Tirnan (autoskip)

41.19 - Tirnan (autoskip)

42.02 - Tirnan (autoskip)

42.11 - Thatguy (autoskip)

43.10 - Thatguy (autoskip)

43.19 - Tirnan (autoskip)

44.02 - Tirnan (autoskip)

44.11 - Thatguy (autoskip)

44.15 - Abrantes (autoskip)

45.06 - Abrantes (autoskip)

45.10 - Thatguy (autoskip)

45.12 - Team CIA (autoskip)

45.19 - Tirnan (autoskip)

45.20 - Yankee23Fan (autoskip)

46.01 - Yankee23Fan (autoskip)

46.02 - Tirnan (autoskip)

46.05 - Scott Norwood/Anborn (TO - autoskip)

46.09 - Team CIA (autoskip)

46.11 - Thatguy (autoskip)

46.13 - Tides of War - OTC until :29

46.14 - BobbyLayne

46.15 - Abrantes (autoskip)

46.16 - DougB (autoskip)

46.17 - timschochet

46.18 - Postradamus

46.19 - Rodg12

46.20 - Krista4

 
46.10 Poem- The Duino Elegies, Rainer Marie Rilke (1922)

This was written as a cycle, so I'd like to to take the lot, but I'll go with #2 if forced into taking one. Forgot I had read and even bought this at some point... so it'll have to "do" (like I said, I'm a dip#### when it comes to poetry, but I remember loving these in my "dark" early 20s... pretty sure I even got laid because of reading these at some college coffeeshop or another, so that's gotta count for something too).

The Second Elegy (from The Duino Elegies)

by Rainer Maria Rilke

English version by

Stephen Mitchell
Did you clear this with your mom first?
lol- I have no doubt she recommended it to me in the first place (although with more of a "broadening the mind" intent than "this'll help my kid get some"). I was this close to picking one of her poems, but she's not that good. :lmao:

jk mom.

 
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inHimshallibe said:
45.15 inHim reads the GWD thread in less than a week (accomplishments you shouldn't be proud of)

ETA: partnership in the works with thatguy. If he rejects he'll still have a ton of suggestions.
Knowing nothing about you, I should have some serious reservations in teaming up with you. But, I don't. So, welcome aboard. Feel free to make picks in the following categories: Plays, Documentaries, Political Documents, Political/Philosophical ideas, and Sculptures. If you have any other great ideas outside of these categories, run them by me, but chances are I'll let them fly. Let's kick some ### pard.
 
42.11 The Ethic of Reciprocity, better known as...

The Golden Rule (Philosophical Idea)

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

My personal favorite is Jesus of Nazareth's (surprise!) "Love thy neighbor as thyself," but Hillel and Confucius (along with others) have also propounded this paradigm of consistency.

wiki link

 
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43.10 Untitled, 1976 - Alexander Calder (sculpture)

One of the most recognized, and largest, mobiles created by the guy famous for them. It hangs in the National Gallery of Art's East Building.

The creative genius of Alexander Calder spanned the better part of the twentieth century, with the American sculptor establishing his niche of motorized abstract mobiles in the 1930s. With a history of sculptors on his paternal side of the family and his mother a painter, it was no surprise how easily Calder filled those artistic shoes. Fashioned from aluminum and steel, his untitled 1976 creation drew from his past perspectives, including time spent in the Parisian Piet Mondrian studio. Calder expanded his interest in wire and spheres by assembling a collection of brightly colored disks that were held together by way of weights and counterbalances, allowing for the sculpture to reflect his spatial approach to art: free to move with the movement of the atmosphere as it hangs suspended in mid air. This ephemeral aspect of Calder's artistic endeavors became the calling card for the National Gallery of Art's East Building, inasmuch as he was beckoned to produce a piece of work that would capture the true essence of what this new structure was to ultimately represent. Calder's challenge brought to life the giant mobile whose presence seemed to defy gravity and spatial limitation. Sadly, he would not live to see his nine hundred twenty pound aluminum masterpiece hoisted to the ceiling in 1977, nearly eighty years after his birth.

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42.11 The Ethic of Reciprocity, better known as...

The Golden Rule (Philosophical Idea)

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

My personal favorite is Jesus of Nazareth's (surprise!) "Love thy neighbor as thyself," but Hillel and Confucius (along with others) have also propounded this paradigm of consistency.

wiki link
I dig it. I admit I am a non-religious man, but I dig it nonetheless.
 
42.11 The Ethic of Reciprocity, better known as...

The Golden Rule (Philosophical Idea)

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

My personal favorite is Jesus of Nazareth's (surprise!) "Love thy neighbor as thyself," but Hillel and Confucius (along with others) have also propounded this paradigm of consistency.

wiki link
I dig it. I admit I am a non-religious man, but I dig it nonetheless.
:goodposting:
 
42.11 The Ethic of Reciprocity, better known as...

The Golden Rule (Philosophical Idea)

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

My personal favorite is Jesus of Nazareth's (surprise!) "Love thy neighbor as thyself," but Hillel and Confucius (along with others) have also propounded this paradigm of consistency.

wiki link
I dig it. I admit I am a non-religious man, but I dig it nonetheless.
I'm playing to our judge, too. :goodposting: Gooooooooooooooooo team!

 
42.11 The Ethic of Reciprocity, better known as...

The Golden Rule (Philosophical Idea)

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

My personal favorite is Jesus of Nazareth's (surprise!) "Love thy neighbor as thyself," but Hillel and Confucius (along with others) have also propounded this paradigm of consistency.

wiki link
I dig it. I admit I am a non-religious man, but I dig it nonetheless.
:goodposting: 2nd Golden Rule- thatguy is going to hell.

 
42.11 The Ethic of Reciprocity, better known as...

The Golden Rule (Philosophical Idea)

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

My personal favorite is Jesus of Nazareth's (surprise!) "Love thy neighbor as thyself," but Hillel and Confucius (along with others) have also propounded this paradigm of consistency.

wiki link
I dig it. I admit I am a non-religious man, but I dig it nonetheless.
I'm playing to our judge, too. :goodposting: Gooooooooooooooooo team!
Keep up the good work :lmao: I like your sculpture pick as well.

We owe two, if you have any picks ready, fire away. If you have ideas for picks outside of your allotted cats, run 'em by me.

 
42.11 The Ethic of Reciprocity, better known as...

The Golden Rule (Philosophical Idea)

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

My personal favorite is Jesus of Nazareth's (surprise!) "Love thy neighbor as thyself," but Hillel and Confucius (along with others) have also propounded this paradigm of consistency.

wiki link
I dig it. I admit I am a non-religious man, but I dig it nonetheless.
:lmao: 2nd Golden Rule- thatguy is going to hell.
:thumbup: At least it's warm down there.
 

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