RIP Harun Farocki (1944-2014)
Head of Lenin-statue in Nordhausen
put the head on the car
make a leninmobie
I like to think that with the diversity of my social media/blogging interests, there’s something for everybody to hate.
tankie liberalism… scandalous
God bless the midnight bus depot,
the busted guitar case.
God bless diazepam,
its dilatory grace.
God keep Carl Perkins warm
and Jesus Christ erase
my name from all the files in
the county’s database.
The dog that bit my leg
the night I left the state,
Lord won’t you let his
vaccines be up to date.
West Point to the south of me,
Memphis to the north.
In between is planted with
pinwheels for the Fourth.
Smokestack Lightning, Jesus Christ—
whatever your name is—
bless my fingers on these strings,
I’ll make us both famous.
How about that, the new moon,
same as it ever was.
You must’ve been high as a kite
when you created us.
So hurry, hurry, step right up,
there’s something you should see.
The sun shines on the bus depot
like a coat of Creole pink.
God keep the world this clean and bright
and easy to believe in
and let me catch my bus all right,
and then we’ll call it even.
- Michael Robbins
Dutch Poster of Rebels of the Neon God directed by Tsai Ming-liang
"Two circles move in not-quite unison; a camera tracks a car which, later, tracks a track, all forced contact and slow speed, velocity crying out for inertia like friendship, a time apart in the digital flow of perpetual motion to talk and listen and know, where history sits calmly and speaks slowly as a tangent—you have to pick precisely the right angle, as he picks precisely the right word, and stick with it, and, again, listen—to these online concentricities as it gradually reveals that what from one distance looked sturdy is, from in fact the same distance but different light, a mess in constant need of untangling (And so you see that Walter Benjamin’s Angel has no choice but to turn his back to the future.) and that in the face of this monumental facing up, literal project of lifetimes, there is absolutely nothing but love.”
–Phil Coldiron (Hit 2 Pass official synopsis)
Louis Althusser | Ideology and Ideological State Apparatuses (1970)