Letters from the Inside, Ira Einhorn, #4 & 5

Hi Taurus:

Sitting in the law library under the blinding lights: the law has become so corrupt that I'm revolting against the acquistion of more legal knowledge, as that only increases my disgust.

It is BRRRR here too, but I'm relatively immune to the cold as I learned early to turn on my inner heart, and reinforced the need for it by never wearinga heavy coat--just gloves and a hat.

Thank you for the holiday card.

The job market is a horror, so I can only hope something will turn up.

Unless something strange happens, A Black Swan, the USA is going to be an economic mess for years.

The street economy was killed by people who work south of you on the island--they are doing fine again due to 9trillion in tax money, but you and others who saved them are the new forgotten.

Sounds simple but that iswhat happened.

And given the election and O's lack of stomach, little is going to happy for years.

Think out of the box.

I watched the leading feminists of my generation hit the biological wall and being to compromise, but children do not seem to be your issue.

The way the world is going it is not good for male or female.

I created a 21st century lifestyle in the last 60s and never looked back.
I watche a father (I had wonderful parenting from my mother and father) work himself into exhaustion day after day. He was a lump on the couch. I internalized that image and resisted monogamy and marriage like a plague (even when living with good ladies).

One would have made a good wife/partner, but the lump on the couch got in the way.

And 60s/70s was sexual revolution time. Pill + no AIDS. PARADISE.

But as I learned: monogamy suits me as I love closeness and intimacy and fidelity builds trust which is the essense of a good relationship.

Yes, it was grea tot have lovers in 10 cities (I travelled a lot) but nothing in my wild love life can equal the 14 years of closeness I had with my wife.

So, yes, details and hold stready RE: your demand.

Doi you want living together and marriage?

I had a few wonderful mistresses and some wild sex partners--trivial in comparison to the love I found with a woman who on the surface had little in common with me.

I'm so content with simple things, if I have learning tools and problems to work on.

A "job" is alien to me.

My only half jobs were two college teaching stints: Temple U and Harvard (2 hours a week--I was a fellow).

In that kind of environment, you must have a partner that you like, like, like as you are in touching range 24 hours a day and loving could take place over the cutting board as I touched or killsed my wife everytime I saw her.

From my older and European perspective American couples seem to be at war.

"Love" seems to have disppeared into some post modern analysis. SAD is the operative term I use, reinforced by all of the many women friends lovers seducers etc. who have written me since my return.

I did a lot of rollerskating on the street when I was young.

I went to an incredible all boys school--Central High in PA. Those are the people from my past who are still with me. My closest friend has been a friend since I was 12. I lost a series of friends when I cut off for 17 years and a lot have now deserted.

My basic education took place in high school: learning to write english with clarity and lots of math. The best for me has been omnivorous reading of the best since then and conversations with the brightest.

My 60s/70s friends are a who's who of people in many fields including government, business, Wall St.

I learned a living.

From 1964--till my bust: I read, read, read, took part in 1000s of conversations that went on for years in letters, telephone calls, conferences, etc and made love to anyone who attracted me that was wiling.

At Penn, I quickly befriended the best profs and helped them with their work. I rarely went to class. I used the open stack vast library to educate myself. The polymath of the univ. and I quickly became inseparable. We read as one mind. He was in love with me, but not my scene: we did not let that get in our way.

He was a great teacher, but a tortured man.

Tending him when he was down taught me as much as the books we read, the music we heard or the art and dance we saw.

He undertsood all of western art at a very deep level. It soaked my being. By the time I became friendly with John Cage U saw clearly what he was doing as I had absorbed those who helped create him.

He immediately put me up for a Guggenheim.

Penn for me was people and the library and the beginning of lots of sex.

An environment in which one could learn and experiment.

I dealt with everybody as people are people.

I follow my interests religiously. If you were, are reading and thinking, I will be interested. If not: GOODBYE.

Same with somen: If you don't attract me: BYE

Or a class: if prof came in with yellow notes and read, I disappeared.

In another time I'd be married with ten kids. I like basic things. The artiface, most fashion, is a joke to me. I note it and move on.

For most, a good university is a place to meet lots of people (in my day a husband) and have the time to explore what the PAST has saved. I'm a connector; I made friends wherever I went---at Penn, I was turned on to the mental elite. The social elite was of no interest: trivial, though at times they courted me.

Women who wanted conversation in bed as well as sex sought me out--older students, grad students, faculty wives. I had energy and I used it.

By happenstance in 63-64, I became a leader and media figure and from then on, the elite in terms of power, money and intelligence sought me out.

By my bust, I had a range of friends and money was being tossed at me.

It is a story that must be told. The telephone company was spending $100,000 a year to eat lunch with me. I was about to do a TV series.

Harvard liked what I did with my dorm students so they asked me to stay an extra 6 mos. and offered me all my meals and my dorm quarters even thoiugh my friendship in the institute was for only 6 months.

A MacArthur was looming
then all was destroyed
and I went underground for many years.

Keep warm,
Taurus

Reading: The Black Swan, Nassim Nicholas Taleb: about how little of the future we can predict. He's saying the same thing over and over again.

BUT
What he is saying is key. Now as things have gone non-linear and that really confuses most people, there are too few interesting minds about.

Chronic City:, Jonathan Lethem, novel, down't quite do it for me.

Shadow Elite, Janine R. Wedez- she is describing my past lifestyle in Ponderous terms---not sure I'll finish it.

She is doing anthropology amojnd the neocons and others who work in lots of shadowy areas.

Catching Fire, Richard Wrangham, How cooking food influenced how we became human.

Signature in the Cell, Stephen C. Meyer: A convincing case (totally) for design science, a book that blows a hole in the Darwinian edifice.

A book of essays re: Pre-Adam Smith economics.

I try to do some latin each day, but for quite a while now I've been doing erotic stories (writing them) instead. Some turn me on---others sound like porno (educated). If I had an agent I would publish them--probably under a pseudonym.
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Hi Taurus Lady:

Got your blog cum art project today. WAiting ot hear about your love battle.

Words I would use:

THE SHADOW WON'T ERASE

If you like collage look up the master: Kurt Schwitters.

I'm writing so much that I can hardly believe the piles. Switched last night from the erotic stories to novellas. Back to my case. It just pours out. I'm ready, gut sans computer. DIFICIL!

House of total silence as we were on LOCKDOWN! for a general search.

My room hardly touched as the one guy khnew me and set the tone:

10 minutes after they left I was back to normal order.
COLD
CO who came to search said that the temp yesterday with wind chill was -26. Cold doesn't bother me but I'm not out fighting it.

Hope the job problem and the man who will not ocmmit is not too much of a damper on your obviously strong spirit.

I was born two drinks above par. I'm horrified about what is happening to the USA. The legal system, the environment, my case, etc.

But my spirit is irrepressible even in here, I bought of bed and get to it.

I just wrote a story that makes my hair stand on end. YET I feel good. I could be a terrorist with a smile.

Have you always wanted one man or is the feeling recent? When I picture my Taurus lovers, the main quality that comes to mind is loyalty, then vunerablity.

Strong but vunerable.

I seem to get along best with cancers and the scorpio who has her energy under control: rare, but if a Taurus and a Scorpio are the best combo in the Zodiac.

Dail and his muse/wife is an example.

I'm all Venus and my venus is at the midheaven--it dominates my chart.

I'm a love bug, but the externalization of that energy has turned me into a very sexual creature, though a real kiss can be more satisfying than any sexual act.

I'm mercurial uranian fixed earth solid, but given to transformation.

I guess the cardinal emotion of a cancer touches me deeply.

The other is such a powerful moving force. The downplaying of love in the USA saddens me.

Peace,

Ira.