Posts Tagged ‘maybe a troll’

The spectacle is hypersensitive to its own needs.

November 4, 2007

The spectacle is hypersensitive to its own needs. This is something of an understatement — its means and its ends are one and the same. But its physical diction over men, lonely crowds ruled and united solely by their own economy, allows it to shift its locus and blur its tracks so that any analysis of its history becomes discredited by the present.

When labour is reorganised to accomodate for automation, the commodity produced is both immaterial and fundamental to the spectacle, a contradiction which reflects its nature as having its own non-realisation as the only permissable goal. In colonised territories, hyperdeveloped societies at the periphery of spectacular absolution distort the native population to the point that every continued aspect of their unintegrated existence becomes a commodity, along with each negation in turn. This produces unique markets, accompanied by their typical dialogues, which, as well as buttressing the reigning order — as do all other commodities — can become exports to serve any needs of the spectacle across the planet. Whether these needs — the drive for “homeland security,” for example — arose because of the repercussions of commodifying colonisation or not is impossible to distinguish, as our orders are perpetually articulated a step ahead of our awareness.


By the age of 10, I was already devouring Descartes.

November 4, 2007

Oddly enough, that is still a question being asked by the psychiatric community. COnsidering the level of cognitive development of a child in that age range, I’d say they would be more likely to be more masochistic, and probably would become pedophiles themselves. Human beaviourism in work if you will…

However, my personality type is different. I have a tendency to be slightly sadistic, not overboard, but it still is there. Also, on a cognitive level, I went through all stages of cognitive development much faster than some people do. By the age of 10, I was already devouring Descartes.