There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one’s safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to he was sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.
“That’s some catch, that Catch-22,” he observed.
“It’s the best there is,” Doc Daneeka agreed.
~ Joseph Heller
In no particular order:
- Postcards from the grave; .
- The : Nationalism, War, and the Great Powers, 1804–1999; Misha Glennym.
Misha also wrote an interesting article I accidentally found concerning Western attitudes to the Balkans. Written during the height of the Serbian- , old now but worth the read. I wonder whether attitudes have changed.
- ; .
- ; Ivo Andrić.
The Cyclist Conspiracy;.
…and a bunch of other shit I can’t remember. If you have a cool suggestion lemme know.
- The Coming Balkan War (kosnews.wordpress.com)
Etymology: 1528, from O.Fr. peregrination (12c.), from L. peregrinationem (nom. peregrinatio ) “a journey,” from peregrinatus, pp. of peregrinari “to journey or travel abroad,” from peregrinus “from foreign parts, foreigner,” from peregre “abroad,” properly “that found outside Roman territory,” from per- (q.v.) + agri, loc. of ager “field, territory, land, country”.
peregrination. (n.d.). Online Etymology Dictionary.
“Would the departed never nowhere nohow reappear?
Ever he would wander, selfcompelled, to the extreme limit of his cometary orbit, beyond the fixed stars and variable suns and telescopic planets, astronomical waifs and strays, to the extreme boundary of space, passing from land to land, among peoples, amid events. Somewhere imperceptibly he would hear and somehow reluctantly, suncompelled, obey the summons of recall. Whence, disappearing from the constellation of the Northern Crown he would somehow reappear reborn above delta in the constellation of Cassiopeia and after incalculable eons of peregrination return an estranged avenger, a wreaker of justice on malefactors, a dark crusader, a sleeper awakened, with financial resources (by supposition) surpassing those of Rothschild or the silver king.”
→ James Joyce, “Ithaca” from Ulysses