politics of fear
welcome to fearland
HAPPY NEW FEAR
musing at some point during the HP officejet 9130 ± Errors workshop
It started raining yesterday. It hadn't for a long while.
Reading snippets of Baudrillard makes one hungry. More so, if one hasn't eaten in a while.
"It is not important what he tells us… It's what we make of it". "Obscene" and without judgment. A book with only white pages. The reflecting white of the pages makes you feel numb. Information without content. Questions pretending to be answers. Images posing as text. Voguing maybe ? Remember anyone ? Lounging against the warm chest of, let's say, Negri ? Want some ?
What I like : a new form of schizophrenia. That certainly hit the target. One hundred and eighty for Monsieur Baudrillard ! A canny smile and rosy cheeked he leaves the stage. Taking everything with him but "the absolute proximity to the transparency of the world". And "a certain state of terror". Goes without saying.
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