art: that is the trick i suppose: the corporate information management system, whatever it's local orientation (so whatever the strategy that's involved) has created enough infotainment chaos that even folk with some degree of expertise are left either piecing together what's happening through the organization of fragments (which is in this case a very very bad thing if what's pieced together turns out to be true) or piecing together reverse images of disinformation through the organization of fragments.
it's a hell of a situation, the extent to which it is obvious that the whole of the infotainment environment we operate in is subject of distortion. we can't get straight information about the well-head situation. we can't get straight information about oil flows. nor about dispersants. nor about oil slicks and what they mean. nor about where exactly this one is. nor about what's happening on the shorelines.
fragments though. that's all. fragments without context.
and this is one of the things that's interested me in the thread, assembling an image of the image-space, trying to find context, failing repeatedly to find it.
the society of the spectacle, but in its disaster-face mode. not the usual happy domination through the colonization of dreams...
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ace: the superficiality about capitalism is entirely yours.
it is not real interesting to me what your aesthetic relation is to the noun capitalism, nor am i real interested in the arbitrary features you hang around it to make it pretty for yourself.
i'd explain something of the ways in which it's possible to see capitalism as a mode of production, but you wouldn't understand it. you wouldn't see the point if the words explaining it were in bold over and over. you'd "ask simple questions" and wonder why "they don't get answered."
so be as mystified as you like about why the niger river delta material is in the thread. seriously. enjoy yourself.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
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