Disarming the perfect detonator

There is a character in Joseph Conrad's "Secret Agent", that of anarchist-arsonist Karl Yundt who, in addition to giving out, by his own account, as much explosive as anyone wants to anyone who wants it (so long as he has just a bit for himself), goes around with a flask of explosive in a coat pocket, connected with a tube winding through shirtsleeves to a small rubber ball in his fist. Describing the arrangement to an associate in a seedy London pub, Yundt complains of the 20-second delay between closing his fist on the ball and triggering the explosive. He boasts about a work-in-progress perfect detonator that would reduce that lag to zero.

"... a detonator that would adjust itself to all conditions of actions, and even to unexpected changes of conditions. A variable and yet perfectly precise mechanism. A really intelligent detonator."

Year of the Dragon

"The year returns. History repeats itself. Ye crags and peaks I'm with you once again. Life, love voyage round your own little world. And now? Sad about her lame of course but must be on your guard to not feel too much pity. They take advantage."

sans contexte

无人知所去

愁倚两三松

- 李白

«Lorsque l'ardeur de ma parole persuasive
Retira de l'âbime obscur de l'erreur
Ton âme profondément déchue,
Et que, pleine d'une atroce douleur,
Tu me racontas tout ce
Qui s'était passé avant moi,
Et cachant ton visages dans tes mains,
Pleine d'horreur et de honte,
Soudain tu pleuras...»

 - N.A. Nekrasov

 

"So halt'ch's endlich denn in meinen Händen
"Und nenn' es in gewissem Sinne mein."

 - J.W. v. Goethe

Down There

Having gathered, the foam rose.
The lather spilling over, upon the stones:
slippery sheen gleaming; traitorous,
bewitching siren swept almost
silent; bewitching still, but farther down.

Hiatus

It may be no way to start off a year, but it is what it is.

Hiatus. N. \hī-ˈā-təs\ an interruption in time or continuity : break; especially : a period when something (as a program or activity) is suspended or interrupted.

Optimism may be the eighth cardinal sin; and if there may be only the Seven then it shall await the Elevation of Pride To pride of place... Wait.