Yesterday I found time to take a short bike ride along the river path to the North Aurora dam. The river is less swollen within its banks than my last visit some weeks ago to this spot. Just below the dam on the bank under a bit of shade I read more from America…
Money is fluid. Like grace, it is never yours. Coming to claim it is an offense against the divinity. Have you deserved this favor? Who are you and what are you going to do with it? You are suspected of wanting to put it to some use, an evil one no doubt, whereas money…
This morning I do not want to write more about the coronavirus. I prefer a session with a philosophy book, America by Jean Baudrillard. The pandemic leaves one emotionally drained, by the disruption in daily life, — more so after hearing recent developments in the South and West. What to write is not entirely…
And that smile everyone gives you as they pass, that friendly contraction of the jaws triggered by human warmth. It is the eternal smile of communication, the smile through which the child becomes aware of the presence of the others. It is the equivalent of the primal scream of man alone in the world….
NEW YORK The beauty of the Black and Puerto Rican women of New York. Apart from the sexual stimulation produced by the crowding together of so many races, it must be said that black, the pigmentation of the dark races, is like a natural make-up that is set off by the artificial kind to…
And we are all melancholic. Melancholia is the brutal disaffection that characterizes our saturated systems. Once the hope of balancing good and evil, true and false, indeed of confronting some values of the same order, once the more general hope of a relation of forces and a stake has vanished. Everywhere, always, the system…
All around us are nothingbut dummies of power,but the mechanical illusion of powerstill rules the social order,behind which grows the absent, illegible, terror of control, of which we are the minuscule terminals. The whole logical universe of the politicalis dissolved at the same time,ceding its place to a transfinite universe of simulationwhere from the…
As usual I received the weekend update on my iphone news feed from the New York Times. I attempted to read over my bowl of cheerios. Interesting and concise as always, but I felt repulsed. My mind resisted following the cascade of deepening “troubles.” Another Black man is shot while fleeing police; demonstrations against…
The love of money as a possession—- as distinguished from the love of money as a means to enjoyments and realities of life — will be recognized for what it is, a somewhat disgusting morbidity, one of those semi-criminal, semi-pathological propensities which one hands over with a shudder to the specialists in mental disease….
Socialization is measured by the exposure to media messages. Whoever is underexposed to media is de-socialized or virtually asocial. Everywhere information is thought to produce an accelerated circulation of meaning, a plus value of meaning corresponding to the economic one that results from the accelerated rotation of capital. Information is thought to create…
