1916 – Curing the Human Condition: On ‘Wild Wild Country’ (podcast 2021)

First much appreciation for both Phil Ford and J F Martel. I do not manage to listen to them as often as I could, but when I do, it is always a blast. That is why one needs friends (not friends-bosses or friend-unfriend dynamics as talked about in this piece. Friends to recommend and catch one looses trough a web cast to widely.

What I appreciate about their heady mix is first the way they never belittle and be dissmissive with their subjects, their topics (and their public) their humility and modesty in front of such vast subjects.

No matter how diverse or dispersed things are and rabbit holes go – they always manage to follow a certain waveform, play on certain motifs. They can combine high theory (Deleuze), avant-garde (Burroughs) with the most harrowing examples of heroin addict descriptions. They can both make a sociology of taste, follow on the strictures of Bourdieu, while at the same time catching a strong whiff of spirituality in Richard Dawkins or Sam Harris, while at the same time finding religious (initial sin) groundings of Marxist critique of commodification, ideology and cultural superstructure. They can talk about the merits of secular society, while at the same time pointing towards the commodification behind new religions, prosperity gospel, as well as the sort of spiritualized practices, anthropotechnical hacks that are everywhere – from Silicon Valley to self-actualization corporate seminars. They decry the anxiety of cultural appropriation, its totalizing and too large terrain – while at the same time they weigh in on all the decontextualized, fetishized spiritualism, that leaves all the burden, the suffering out. They take the critique of Buddhism by Zizek, the Buddhist apparent integration of human universal suffering, while at the same time warning about the free style of new ironic class, the distinction proffered by hipster irony-non-irony thin line and the constant hard to learn code switching. One of my favorites is the part about friends – about Buddhas (and especially Osho’s speech on friendship!) sermon about the future master transforming into friend, never so true as in today’s corporate culture. Societies of control complete changed the rule of the game that went hand in hand with a changed definition of friendship, removed from the one inherited from Aristotle.

ABOUT THIS EPISODE

In this never-before-released episode recorded in 2019, Phil and JF travel to rural Oregon through the Netflix docu-series, Wild Wild Country. The series, which details the establishment of a spiritual community founded by Bhagwan Rajneesh (later called Osho) and its religious and political conflicts with its Christian neighbors, provides a starting point for a wide-ranging conversation on the nature of spirituality and religion. What emerges are surprising ties between the “spiritual, not religious” attitude and class, cultural commodification, and the culture of control that pervades modern society. But they also uncover the true “wild” card at the heart of existence that spiritual movements like that of Rajneesh can never fully control, no matter how hard they try.

REFERENCES

Chapman and Maclain Way (dirs), Wild Wild Country
Richard Dawkins, The God Delusion
Pierre Bourdieu, Distinction: A Social Critique of the Judgement of Taste
Carl Wilson, Celine Dion’s Let’s Talk About Love: A Journey to the End of Taste
Peter Sloterdijk, German cultural theorist
Weird Studies, Episode 47, Machines of Loving Grace
Slavoj Žižek, On Western appropriation of Eastern religions
William Burroughs, American writer
Gilles Deleuze, “Postscript on the Societies of Control”
Bhagwan Rajneesh/Osho, Speech on friendship
Daniel Ingram, Mastering the Core Teachings of the Buddha
Paul Tillich, Dynamics of Faith
James Carse, The Finite and Infinite Games

1908 – How ultra-processed food took over your shopping basket (podcast 2020)

UPFs (Ultra-processed foods) are food and drink products that have undergone specified types of food processing, usually by transnational and other very large ‘Big food’ corporations. These foods are designed to be “convenient, eaten on the go, hyperpalatable and appealing to consumers, and, most importantly, the most profitable segment of Big Food companies’ portfolios because of these foods’ low-cost ingredients”. Its rationale is that with nutrition and health now, ‘the issue is not food, nor nutrients, so much as processing’, and ‘from the point of view of human health, at present, the most salient division of food and drinks is in terms of their type, degree, and purpose of processing’. (wiki)

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1561 – Tampopo (1985)

Director Jûzô Itami

Writer Jûzô Itami (screenplay)

 

With Ken Watanabe, Tsutomu Yamazaki, Nobuko Miyamoto

Tampopo or Tampopo is not only “ramen western” or “noodle western” in the tradition of the spaghetti westerns but so much more. There is a constant of eating and food plays a preeminent role in Japanese movies and manga. There is even food or cooking mangas, and so food becomes an almost default aspect where everything meets, wheressurfaces touch and coalesce, where sociabilty gets tested out and remade, where stranger and friends meet, juices mix and gourmet erotica gets played out, where the entire material universe gets made and unmade, where everything combines, joins at the same table, differences aside, and slurping at full power levels is required.

During the COVID SARS 2 pandemic all Instagram and social media got rapidly inundated by endless streams of home cooking, umami quests or generalized hipster craft. Disappearing spaghetti’s and instant yeast scaricity was the first sign that people in the order-online, prosperous West where finally cooking on a daily basis. Africa, Brasil and India, where a majority still cooks but where reserves and storage is problem started to suffer from shortages and choosing btw food rations and getting infected became an issue. On the Romanian social media “Breadism” was cynically called the only true COVID art moment fermenting out of the quarantine, since everybody started proudly posting his own selfmade bread photos. This is the moment where hate started accruing against a world wide phenomenon that has been gaining attention and force as climate action and Extinction Rebellion and Meat Industry seemed to fuse into one. Whatever you might think about ethical cooking or food artist residencies, branding the foodies in your group of friends or whatever u might think of food tourism and grand chef series(still a male reserve – but that starts to change), COVID has seen restaurants dead and dying at a time when restaurant level or food critic level photos with home made ramen bowls and lavish dinners just got nominated as the most apolitical and insensitive trend of the last decades. In those lucky countries or city that have returned to the new normal – terraces & restaurants have been invaded, ppl defintely cannot abide cooking at home anymore and uses any occasion to get eat out.

Because of that I am moving into another register, I am willing to risk drawing more ire with Tampopo – a film that everybody needs to see. Without a doubt, it is one of the most endearing, horny and delightful movies of all times. It not only eats sex in a bowl and features live shrimp tickling action, but also reflects on the medium of cinema as serving and feeding an insatiable lust.

It arrives to us from a time of Japanese tech preeminence and bubble economy, where everything seems to grow and grow and grow and Lazer disks are the future. From the time when American car workers union members smash Japanese car imports publicly as a protest comes a comedy on par with the best comedies in the world. It is as silly, zany and no worries as we imagine that decade before the Asian Crisis must have felt. It is super colorful and also veers towards the surprisingly ‘pure skills’ non-automated, non- technological soba or ramen privately owned businesses catering to busy white collar workers. It sports a TV cook show aesthetic that increasingly exhibits a nostalgic streak for the analog smells, of secret recipes more valuable than stolen patent or industrial espionage scandals, full of sensual bodily pleasures in the midst of increasing digitization and arcade disembodiment. Good to figuring out the perfect umami of such a movie. In spite of Japanese specificity, it is an universal movie, it translates trough and trough and is also about translations, from one kitchen into another, from one pot into another, about honing body intelligence, about things that you learn only by doing. How to figure out the order of servings, what is the good distance or how to train for lifting heavy pots, the mind boggling proper moment of patiently tasting each element swimming in your soup. It also figures an erogaro gangster yakuza neo-noir hero cutting his lip while sucking the contents of an oyster handed to him by a underwater maiden in an incredible gesture that reminds Suehiro Maruo’s works.

What makes it so irresistible? Well, apart from its constant humorous bursts, it has at its center an incredible heroine called dandelion – Tampopo that gives the name to the ramen joint and to the movie. A heroine that is a single mom, not at all the clichee success woman of the 80s, even if she is the total fast food entrepreneur. Tampopo cooks the mind as the body as the soup becomes a Japanese bath.

Of course there are lots of sexist and macho action overtly satirized (Japanese trucker cowboy cook critics beware!) and what even back then might appear as insensitive Chinese stereotyping, but what the movies lacks it overcomes as a metaphysical level study of Ramen and trough it of how to think and enjoy food that has no bounds. Ramen noodles soup is the total Asian melting pot, and maybe even a clear broth look into the way Japanese culture offers so many repackaged Chinese recipes (Buddhism, Confucianism, architecture etc) In spite of its nationalist darkside, in spite of hardly saying sorry and a very late recognition of massacres by the hand of Japanese occupation troops and its politically toxic attitude towards its Imperial past or its isolationist pretense, in such movies as Tampopo, Japan comes across as a fast uninhibited learner, always able to laud & applaud the magic pot that has fed it and recognize at its very heart how much it cherishes what it learned and kept simmering from mainland China.

It also features the most incredible gourmet hobo gang – sneaking into hotel or restaurant institutions to cook or – the biggest experts on the best wine, choosing the best morsels and the only one commission to award the five stars. It is very hard to pay tribute to such an amazing movie and I sadly I left out a lot of details that one has to taste alone (or in good company).

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