Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Weil
"Whether the mask is labelled Fascism, Democracy, or Dictatorship of the Proletariat, our great adversary remains the Apparatus---the bureaucracy, the police, the military. Not the one facing us across the frontier or the battlelines, which is not so much our enemy as our brothers' enemy, but the one that calls itself our protector and makes us its slaves. No matter what the circumstances, the worst betrayal will always be to subordinate ourselves to this Apparatus, and to trample underfoot, in its service, all human values in ourselves and in others."
--- Simone Weil, "Reflections on War", 1933.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Window's End
Published carousels burn to motes.
A trillion pixels flood the moats.
We're not free but we're interested.
Every white screen defenestrated.
We're not free but we're interested.
Every white screen defenestrated.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Debs
"I am not a Labor Leader; I do not want you to follow me or anyone else; if you are looking for a Moses to lead you out of this capitalist wilderness, you will stay right where you are. I would not lead you into the promised land if I could, because if I led you in, some one else would lead you out. You must use your heads as well as your hands, and get yourself out of your present condition."
Tuesday, August 07, 2012
The Lens
She lived a few blocks from a walkway that arched above the interstate. Late, when stillness settled over the freeway, she'd bring a camera to capture its thrall.
On her perch she looked down on white lines and black asphalt bracketed by constant yellow, a flat page marked by rubber, shattered glass, bright reflectors.
Occasionally a car or truck interrupted. She'd set the camera on her shoulder and skip the passage.
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Telemaquerie
Fenelon smiles a kind curtain. (I boycott accents.)
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