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Art And Male Rage
“I have found that most of us who want to act or write or make music or paint things or sculpt things are trying to remember, re-create, share, and pitifully hold on to a particular memory or memories that allowed us to continue living with some comfort. In everything I’ve done as an actor, I want to tell people, somehow, how it felt to feel my mother’s hand on my forehead when I was sick. I want to tell people how it felt when I protected my mother from my father’s rage. I want to tell people how it felt — how it changed my life — when my sister came to my aid, over and over again. Art is autobiography made flesh.
— Marlon Brando/Interview with James Grissom
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During the centuries following the fall of Rome, all across the Euroasian continent, both the power of enlightenment and the power of light to ¨wash¨ one ¨clean of sin¨ attached to male deities. The Christian god extended paternity one step by being the Son of the (slightly) older Father, but he also was given the menstrual traditions of the Mother. In a new Descent myth, the bleeding Son was hung on a peg-tree-cross, to die for three lunar days before a glorious resurrection — just as Inanna had before him. In the Christian mechanism of forgiveness, both wrongdoings and debts were declared cleansed, washed away, by a simple change of inner feeling toward the wrongdoer and the verbal statement, ¨I…
