sday, April 13, 2006 goodgrief

Alan Sondheim sondheim at panix.com
Fri Apr 14 05:27:25 CEST 2006



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sday, April 13, 2006
Well, goodgrief, me and the missus were out at an eatery when we ran into
old friends, we well had a time of it, and thought you might too. Is this
what is meant by a digital life? I don't believe for a second in anything
except human inertia, intransigence. What is here remains until the final
slaughter. The prime mover? The superstructure itself, as power coagulates
like a blood-wound around the head of state. Every day, fury increases,
elsewhere. When it arrives, this talk, this useless talk, will end.

When the silent film comedians moved to talkies, they found themselves
hampered by studio executives, directorial authority, time constraints.
They exist between two worlds; every moment might be a triumph, but is in
reality the collapse of the body beneath capital.





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