I remember / je me souviens
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For those limbic bursts of nostalgia, invented by Proust, miniaturized by Nicholson Baker, and freeze-dried by Joe Brainard in his I remember and by Georges Perec in his Je me souviens.

But there are no fractions, the world is an integer
Like us, and like us it can neither stand wholly apart nor disappear.
When one is young it seems like a very strange and safe place,
But now that I have changed it feels merely odd, cold
And full of interest.
          --John Ashbery, "A Wave"

Sometimes I sense that to put real confidence in my memory I have to get to the end of all rememberings. That seems to say that I forego remembering. And now that strikes me as an accurate description of what it is to have confidence in one's memory.
          --Stanley Cavell, The Claim of Reason


Friday, November 08, 2002
I remember that you could unscrew the mouth piece and also the ear piece of old Bell telephones. The speaker and pick-up would just rest on a sort of soft base, and you could remove them -- at least this was true of the pick-up; I'm not as sure of the ear piece. You could mute your side of the connection this way, or eavesdrop without being heard. (In the Hardy Boys there was always "heavy breathing" on the line when it was bugged.) My father could always tell when I was eavesdropping (as I loved to do) when he called my mother at home. I tried this to fool him, though I don't think I ever managed to do it adroitly. The point about taking the ear piece off was to be able to leave the phone off the hook without the off-the-hook signal coming on. Otherwise you would have to bury the phone in pillows. I remember when if you left the phone of the hook a live operator came on and called for you, and if you were in a fire or being attacked she could hear it and summon the authorities. I think.


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