February 15th, 2021

Only Two Weeks Until It's March

The weather is coming from the west again, bringing rain- and the snow has gone. I rather think the random thumping I heard last night was the sound of slabs of it sliding off the roof.

I was glad to see snow (at last) and equally glad to see the back of it. The forecast is for a warm spell and then another cold spell- after which it'll be March...

One of my very earliest memories is of a snowfall that happened in March- and of me thinking, "It's March, we shouldn't be having snow this late in the year." And now I wonder how I knew- at three or four- that the snow was untimely and whether I wasn't tapping into something deeper and older than my baby mind- or to put it in simpler, linear terms- remembering a past life.

I've started watching Can't Get You Out Of My Head- Adam Curtis's latest set of films about the history of our times. Where most documentary makers fork over the same familiar clips Curtis goes to the BBC's enormous archives, rakes through the thousands of hours of raw footage- much of it untransmitted- and uses the best bits to make collages. He presents us with odd facts, unexpected connections. In episode two he talks about the West German cop who caught the Red Army Faction by collecting vast amounts of information about people's comings and goings and feeding it into computers. Later the cop gave a lecture in which he said we had a choice of paths to go down if we wanted to sleep easy in our beds; one was to dismantle the injustices that breed rebellion and the other was to develop and perfect the mass surveillance techniques he'd pioneered...