Category: Non Fiction

  • influencers, podcasters, crypto scammers, and small-town tyrants

    One might approach influencers, podcasters, crypto scammers, and small-town tyrants as figures who occupy different positions within the symbolic order, each representing a distinct mode of desire and the manipulation of the Other. Influencers are the epitome of the Imaginary, where the ego is constituted through the gaze of the Other. They craft an idealized…

  • Champions of the Done Deal

    Activism, in its most earnest and self-congratulatory form, often resembles a group of people loudly shouting at a parade they believe they’ve organized, while the parade marches on oblivious to their presence. They don’t realize that the band was already playing, the confetti was already falling, and the crowd was already cheering long before they…

  • Master Vs Slave/Weapons of the Strong vs Weapons of the Weak

    Strip away the polite lies and what do you have? A rigged game, a con job. The master-slave morality—a stale binary, stinking like a two-day-old corpse. These roles, fixed, rigid, like a bad wiretap that feeds back on itself, echoing the same sick tune. But the con, you see, isn’t in the master or the…

  • Systems Thinking

    Most systems research, it’s a kind of digital voodoo, a techno-shaman dance around the void. They conjure up these phantoms of utility, these spectral promises of a better tomorrow, built on the bones of yesterday’s discarded dreams. It’s a leap into the black, a wager on the unknown, a bet that this particular configuration of…

  • Everything is Subjunctive

    Subjectivity Implies Reality’s Contingency: “Everything is subjective” is a performative contradiction, a metaphysical sleight of hand. The assertion of subjectivity as a universal condition paradoxically institutes a meta-subjectivity, a transcendental signifier that grounds the very groundlessness it proclaims. This is the insidious logic of the logocentric, a phantom objectivity haunting the spectral realm of the subjective. The subjunctive, often relegated to…

  • Dark Humor/American Collapse

    Collapse, a word for the wordless. No laughter here, only the echo of a joke lost in the static. Soviet black, French absinthe green, Spanish crimson – these were the hues of humor, once. Now, the palette is gray, the canvas smeared with the fingerprints of empire. Vonnegut, Pynchon, high-rise clowns juggling fire in a burning circus. We are the ground floor,the crushed and trampled, the dirt beneath their manicured…

  • History of Violence

    Man, a junkie scratching at the scabs of history, digging for the bone beneath the plaster.  Also Man, a junkie for clean hands. His story a wet dream of innocence, a snow job centuries deep. Violence, the original sin, painted over like a cheap whorehouse facade History, a junkie’s needle, tracks the red line of violence. A…

  • Intersectional Racism

    When he does it, it’s the old-time religion, the serpent’s tongue forked and hissing in the jungle night. Bad blood, pure and simple. A virus in the bloodstream, a tumor on the soul. But when we do it, it’s a quantum leap, a fractal unfolding of consciousness. Intersectionality, they call it, a buzzword for the new age witch doctor, a mantra for the chemically lobotomized masses. When they…

  • Eschatologies are Existential dissociations.

    Eschatologies are the junkie’s nod to nothingness, a cosmic cut-out, a freefall from the self into the sterile white light of oblivion. They’re the ultimate comedown, the final fix without a rush, the terminal buzz that leaves you cold and alone in the infinite waiting room. Eschatologies, those terminal dreams of a world unwound, are…

  • Democrats and Tech

    In the grand theater of American politics, the Democrats are finding themselves abandoned by their once loyal tech-supporting audience. Picture this: the shimmering beaches of Venice, California, where the promise of a crypto revolution was supposed to bring prosperity. Instead, it’s a ghost town of missed opportunities and empty storefronts. Abbot Kinney, that iconic stretch…