Category: Non Fiction
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Panopticon: Smartphones
The smartphone, oh the iPhallus, a totem of gleaming chrome that pulsates with the seductive logos of connection. A symbolic object that fills the lack (castration) in the human experience. It promises to complete us, offering a sense of wholeness through connection, information, and self-expression. However, this phallus is imaginary, a mirage. A signifier, yes,…
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The Interzone of Access
The state of democratized access Smartphones – IPhone 🧌 Internet – Google search ☠️ Laptops and Computers- Apple Open Source Software Streaming Services ☠️ E-readers 🪦 Platforms Twitter 🐸 ☠️ Renewables – No killer product 3D Printing – No killer product Blockchain – No killer product Smartphones: The iPhallus, a chrome totem pulsating with logos, a…
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Riding the Tiger of Liberalism:
Imagine liberalism, not as a linear progression, but as a subterranean network of desiring forces. Imagine liberalism, not as a grand narrative of Western superiority, but as a twisting, subterranean rhizome. This warped root system burrows through history, finding purchase in the fertile grounds of burgeoning empires. Western liberalism isn’t the dominant root; it’s just…
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Stealing Commons From the Goose
The Flawed Script: A Goose, a Common, and the Spectral Other The legal meat-grinder churns, a bio-mechanical Moloch. It devours the petty thief, the one who snatches the feathered signifier, the goose, from the commons – the free-floating, pre-symbolic Real. This desperate act, a twitch in the fabric of the social order, is punished with…
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The Means of Perception
We stand at the precipice, comrades, where the gears of reality grind to a hallucinatory halt. The means of production, those brutal factories of the world, pale in comparison to the monstrous production line of perception. Here, in the meat-works of the mind, reality itself is churned and spat out, pre-packaged and pre-digested by the…
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The Ultimate Revolution
This is the ultimate revolution, not a political one, but an ontological one: Lester stubs out his Lucky Strike in the ashtray, a crimson ember mirroring the hollowness in his gut. The diner fluorescents buzz overhead, casting the scene in a sterile, alienating glow. The Lacanian Other, that ever-present itch he can’t quite scratch, resonates…
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Hypermediums
The dominant tech, that meat machine we interface with, pumps out a new identity script. Not a conscious choice, mind you, but a virus burrowing into the circuits of the desiring-machine we call “self.” This rewritten self demands a societal reshuffle, a chaotic carnival where the old order dissolves in a pool of psychic goo.…
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Fear and Loathing in the Grand Old Party
Fascinating seeing the conservative right split between whether Israel is a based Jewish ethnostate or the center of a global anti-white conspiracy. Buckle up, because we’re hurtling down a rabbit hole that makes Alice in Wonderland look like a nature documentary. The American Right, that glorious tapestry of gun nuts, Bible thumpers, and tax-evading tycoons,…
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Scapegoats
The Unspeakable Real: A Lacanian Burroughsian Scapegoatology In the churning id of organizations and belief systems, a primal drama unfolds. The scapegoat, a spectral Other, becomes the stage upon which unspoken desires are projected. A witch hunt, a play defined by the absence of the Real (the true source of societal ills), demands a sacrifice.…
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Fear and Loathing: Political Conventions 2024
Red Flood pulsing, Vegas lights refracted through a cracked windshield. Faces flicker on the motel TV, a kaleidoscope of rictus grins and disembodied teeth. The Republican National Convention – a Roach Motel for the American Dream. Cut-up slogans flicker across the screen: “STRONG BORDERS, STRONG DRUGS!” – cut to a montage of emaciated faces, hollow…