Join us next week on Friday, 12:00 (CEST) for another #DiSCourseSeminar - organized in cooperation with @PolSciUIBK. 🤓

💡: Measuring Political Values in Large Language Models
👩 : Indira Sen, University of Mannheim Business School
📍: Onsite at the DiSC or online on Big Blue Button.
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The Great Democratic Reset

When society collapses, the political scientists will save us! Right?

https://tiereddemocraticgovernance.org/blog_details.php?blog_cat_id=21&id=213

#tiereddemocraticgovernance
#politicalscience

Edward Curtin: “Intoxicated With Happy Grief”.

Republished by Jerry Alatalo (Source: ScheerPost.com)

June 3, 2026

[Editor’s note: Edward Curtin seems to never fail at bringing readers to accept his generous invitation, and enter into a deep philosophical observation or consideration of conditions of life on Earth at the present time. “Vanishing” is by no means any exception. Peace.]

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Vanishing

Edward Curtin

Years ago when I was twenty-seven years-old and my father fifty-eight, we wandered around an off-beat section of a small New England town. There was a section where old wooden structures had been abandoned years before and lay forlorn. But they drew us to them. Old names on walls, here and there a small plaque telling a little history of places and people long vanished, never to return, for the rest of this town had been modernized and gentrified, as was exemplified by the expensive shops and cars that lined its streets.

It seemed as if my father and I were moving very slowly, as if in a dream, along the back streets, dawdling, as Mark Twain wrote somewhere about smoking a cigar down by the riverside of the Mississippi, watching the river flow by. Lazy, slow, wondering and wandering, we read the faded names of an old tavern named Harry’s, a bakery, a tiny cobbler’s storefront, and a shed-like structure where the proprietor seemed to have sold or made or treated canes or cares – the third letter of the fading sign was missing – and where the wall had half fallen.

Of Harry’s absent tavern, my father said, “I wonder if it was a place where they drank beers and tears and laughed until they were intoxicated with happy grief. Your mother’s uncle Neil had a popular tavern on West 52nd St. in Manhattan. One day he was walking up stairs to an apartment and dropped dead of a heart attack. His widow had to sell the tavern. She bought a candy store on the next corner instead, and family legend has it that school kids robbed her blind and she had to sell the place. Do you know the poem, ‘Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker’?”

I did know the poem, but at the time I wasn’t sure what the connections were, for I had not yet fully grasped my father’s philosophic erudition and wit, or the repercussions of that day. I remembered it a few minutes ago as I was looking up at a hole high in a massive oak tree in the yard. Peering out was a small racoon, her masked countenance looking lost and inconsolable. For a neighbor, thinking he was ridding the neighborhood of pests and making everyone feel safe, had recently set many traps and boasted that he caught seven racoons and drove them into exile miles away where he released them. Where once the mother would look out that hole with three or four little ones on her back or watch them testing themselves on the branches, now the little face stares into the crepuscular light, wondering where her mother and siblings have gone. She only knows they have vanished. As Virgil put it long ago: “Three times I tried to embrace her and to hold her; / Three times the image, clasped in vain, escaped / As if it were a breeze or on the wings / Of a vanishing dream.”

The neighbor said he had bought the latest type of traps and they worked wonderfully, even going so far as to send a beep to his cell phone when he had caged an animal. Progress is our most important product, he said without saying it, echoing Ronald Reagan and that great weapons manufacturer General Electric.

I think of Ovid’s poem “Beach Body,” the desperate feel of recognition for a woman on the shore as the truth comes washing in with the waves, the grief of loss, the shock the wife feels as her former life vanishes and her husband’s body gradually becomes recognizable as it comes to her on his watery grave. Now shipwrecked, abandoned, the bewildered racoon child, like the wife, wishes to leap down, an “amazing thing: she flew, struck light air, bore wings compressed and turned, a desolate bird wave-bound.”

We are all now living in the world of the shipwrecked, the abandoned, the trapped, the vanishing. It’s still the old world yet it’s not. Last night I walked out and saw Venus and Jupiter shining steadily in the western sky, and the firmament sparkled with stars and a full moon. That view is very old and always new. People are still knocking golf balls into holes in the ground, redecorating kitchens, and scanning screens  to check the weather for a week from next Wednesday. A rocket just blew up on its launch pad in Florida, but they will build another to get us all to Mars. Be reassured.

We have been poisoned with the words of liars, telling us all is well, the foundations are solid, and the walls will withstand the storm.

Ask the children of Gaza, if you can bear to hear their dead voices level with you.

Ask the shades of the victims of our bombs everywhere. They know.

Walls? Ask the Trojans. We have been slipped a poisoned gift.

My father’s words come back to me: ““I wonder if it was a place where they drank beers and tears and laughed until they were intoxicated with happy grief.”

Quién sabe? (Who knows?) – as he would often say. For they have vanished.

Edward Curtin: Sociologist, researcher, poet, essayist, journalist, novelist….writer – beyond a cage of categories.

'Thatcher and Reagan’s project was forged in crisis and without any nostalgia towards existing institutional arrangements. What mattered to them was the ability to conceive of new institutions and arrangements (and new uses for old ones) which could shore up power and privilege by concentrating decision-making authority in the hands of a few key states'

#canada #geopolitics #internationalTrade #neoliberalism #history #politicalScience

https://lpeproject.org/blog/keeping-the-neoliberal-sign-in-the-window-carney-at-davos/

Are there any good books on why factions form? I mean everything from political factions as we think of them to the formation of rival gangs and religious splinter groups.

For context: I'm starting a new TTRPG soon and factions are something I historically suck at. I'm too logical and systematic. Factions often run on social strata and sense of identity. I don't have an inherent gasp of them.

Audio books preferred.

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Fascinating research looking at how deprivation and community need maps on to the 2026 English local election results.

The Lib Dems clean up in the least deprived areas. 'Reform tended to perform most strongly in areas characterised by both higher deprivation and weaker community infrastructure, while the Greens performed relatively well in deprived areas with comparatively stronger community assets.'

#politicalscience #ukpol

https://ocsi.uk/2026/05/18/deprivation-community-need-and-the-2026-local-elections/

🎓 We are hiring!

The Research Training Group 2571 “Empires: Dynamic Change, Temporality and Post-Imperial Orders” invites applications for 4 three-year (65%) postgraduate positions (f/m/d). Start: 1 November 2026, ID no. 00005001.

⏰ Application deadline: 21 June 2026.

Please apply exclusively via the university portal: https://uni-freiburg.de/en/job/00005001/ (email submissions not accepted).

We offer a structured doctoral programme, international networking, and a supportive environment across multiple disciplines (History, Sociology, Political Science, Islamic Studies, and more). We strongly encourage international applicants.

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What would an ideal constitution look like?

https://assemblyproject.blog/2026/05/25/what-would-an-ideal-constitution-look-like/