The Price We Pay For The Complexity

One Has Never Said Better How Much "humanism", "normality", "quality Of Life" Were Nothing But The Vicissitudes Of Profitability.

Boredom Is Like A Pitiless Zooming In On The Epidermis Of Time. Every Instant Is Dilated And Magnified Like The Pores Of The Face.

Genius Is Childhood Recaptured.

One Can Speak Of An Alterity Of Desire - A Paradigm Defined Outside The Tired, Tacitly Accepted Regime, But One Comes Up Short When Attempting To Posit A Framework Of Desire Beyond Available, Known Desires.

The War Was Won On Both Sides: By The Vietnamese On The Ground, By The Americans In The Electronic Mental Space. And If The One Side Won An Ideological And Political Victory, The Other Made Apocalypse Now And That Has Gone Right Around The World.