symbolism 1654, “practice of representing things with symbols,” from symbol. Attested from 1892 as a movement in Fr. literature that aimed at representing ideas and emotions by indirect suggestion rather than direct expression; rejecting realism and naturalism, it attached symbolic meaning to certain objects, words, etc. Fr. symboliste was coined by poet Paul Verlaine (1844-96) in 1885.
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symbol c.1434, “creed, summary, religious belief,” from L.L. symbolum “creed, token, mark,” from Gk. symbolon “token, watchword” (applied c.250 by Cyprian of Carthage to the Apostles’ Creed, on the notion of the “mark” that distinguishes Christians from pagans) from syn- “together” stem of ballein “to throw.” …

… The sense evolution is from “throwing things together” to “contrasting” to “comparing” to “token used in comparisons to determine if something is genuine.” …

… Hence, “outward sign” of something. The meaning “something which stands for something else” first recorded 1590 (in “Faerie Queene”). Symbolic is attested from 1680.

First: I’m struck by this notion of symbolism meaning “throwing things together” - I suppose for something to stand for something else, it must put its back up to it and project [blank], that is, project its case for standing for something else.

Second: What is sense evolution? An interesting phrase, because what of the sense remains the same and what changes?

Third: In a curious and potentially unconscious/ conscientious move, “Saudi authorities” in 2004 replaced the three jamarats, obelisk shaped targets in the Stoning of the Devil ceremony that is part of Hajj, with three walls accessible by a great multi-levelled bridge.

The expressed reason for the reconstruction is safety, and that makes perfect sense, but what I see in the wall is an enlargement of the pillars to unrepresentable proportions. To remain a jamarat (a pillar), the community of participants must fill in that which lies beyond the crop marks to its imaginable size.

Thanks to imagination, the wall can secure the well being of the masses as they reject the devil.

Yet this is not the only activity taking place. There is a projection involved in securing a safe site of projection. The act on the day is a “throwing something together”, but so too is the jamarat bridge - this passageway over and upon which the projection is made - a throwing of concrete, a throwing of people. This is the Jamarat Bridge and one can see the three pillars.

The site is being reconstructed again. 362 died in 2006 at the event, something to do with luggage getting in the way of the flow of the crowd. Apparently not everyone makes it over the bridge. According to Alexander Trevi at Pruned:

Dirk Helbing, a professor in crowd dynamics at the Dresden University of Technology, et al., will be complemented by a reorganization of the streets leading up to the bridge, and a time schedule and route assignments as determined in real time through video monitoring and on-site surveillance.

As stones are throne at these pillars/half-done, people are throne across the bridge. And this is how a community of self projection evolves, through conscientious and imaginative commitment to throwing something together. This is how the obelisk is built.

Trevi’s piece on the Bridge pointed me to something analogue to this - the 10 Mile Spiral, a great big coiled rattlesnake of a roadway near Las Vegas that conceptually give you all the pleasure of Vegas while maintaining efficient throughput.

Benjamin Aranda and Chris Lasch, authors of this concept in their book Tool, have, like the developers of the Bridge, decongestion and cultural facilitation as their aim.

First, it acts as a massive traffic decongestion device… by adding significant mileage to the highway in the form of a spiral. The second purpose is less infrastructural and more cultural: along the spiral you can play slots, roulette, get married, see a show, have your car washed, and ride through a tunnel of love, all without ever leaving your car. It is a compact Vegas, enjoyed at 55 miles per hour and topped off by a towering observation ramp offering views of the entire valley floor below.

The obelisk of the 10 Mile Spiral appears to be negative-space obelisk, but I don’t know if I buy that. The folks at BLDGBLOG, who introduced me to the 10 Mile Spiral, point out some scene in J.G. Ballard’s Concrete Island, where a character driving around in the madness of London’s motorways loathes the other drivers. The stick shifts of other drivers could quite possibly be our obelisks, but so what if I loathe everyone today and care little tomorrow? There’s nothing very together about it - I still go out driving. I like a spectacle. A mass gathering - congregating to maintaine the etymological integrity of symbol-the-verb. Motorways spin around a city, perhaps that is our obelisk (or obelisk park, since all respectable cities are filled with them.) Washington D.C. spins around the Washington Monument - there’s an obelisk that took a couple of decades to build!

But on the stones we throw in Vegas, I know something:

It is dice we throw together.

Acer and Lenovo are the latest of the top computer makers to commit to stop using the worst toxic chemicals in their products. Along with Motorola these companies are the biggest movers in the latest version of our Guide to Greener Electronics. Disappointingly for Mac fans, Apple has dropped to last place. - Electronics companies race to be greener - Greenpeace International

I realize that the word Greenpeace doesn’t conjure up the respect of everyone, but what and how they are pursuing this subject is worth some recognition. They are making a competition out of environmental commitments, encouraging/communicating electronics manufacturers’ progress toward this end. The strength of this is the permission it gives companies to change their behaviour and to be recognized for progress. Both Acer and Lenovo benefit from at least being more open about their processes or for making improved commitments. Admittedly, the measure is arbitrarily defined by Greenpeace, but other agencies are welcome to develop competing competitions. Here’s graph of where the big players are in the runnings:

I’m in the market for a notebook. Apple was already out - no tablets, but this may just tip the scale for me in what was an ambivalence towards Toshibas and Lenovos.

These are not the words of a widow turned pacifist. Her lament will have war. And look who’s pronouns got the capitals in her letter.

Has Europe come to terms with the First World War? Audoin-Rouzeau and Becker argue that they have not. My observations of Italy in a recent trip confirm to me their thesis.

Over a period of ten days I did not come across one World War Two memorial, but many for the victims of World War One. I say victims, because the men depicted (many of the memorials have stylized B/W photos on them) are clean and beautiful often in close proximity to an image of a clean and beautiful, self-sacrificing Christ.

Concerning these heroes of the monuments, Audoin-Rouzeaus and Becker write:

The foundation of this myth according for Audoin-Rouzeau and Becker is in a denial of the hatred and violence, less engineered by the powers that be in any society, but that came from below - from those who sit now sanitized on monuments.

Why did men not stop fighting when their fellow combatants, often the men fighting right next to them would be physically torn apart by the enemy’s weapons into unidentifiable pieces of flesh or when the teeth and broken bones of their neighbours were the common debris to be dug out from their own flesh?

Stories of fraternizing with the enemy, exchanging gifts and playing soccer gained curious readings today that glosses over the barbarity of the common soldier, transfering blame up the chain of command when those soccer games obscures a picture of the whole - suggestings that combatants were victims wanting to play football and not “to get good at beating Germans” as Rupert Brooke put it, a combatant who found a sense of purpose in the war.

- Blaise Cendrars, a combatant in WW1.

All this puts a new spin for me on that classic Great War poster. What are you really thinking there, daddy?