Nothing Changes if Nothing Changes

What’s up with the new GM libidinal economy today?

“Go deeper. Go harder. Go faster.
. . . You get in; you get out quickly”
(Fritz Henderson. GM Interim CEO).

Does anyone else think that this is the best plan to bolster a free-falling industry?

Inertia

Inertia is a relentless predator that clings and stalks as memory pines.

Rule #2

Watch carefully the demise of Rule #1. Then start over.

Theory of Communication

"Stay where you're to, til I comes where you’re at."

(from a traditional Newfoundland expression and folk song)

A Dandelion Ride: Jump in and Hang On

“Where do we get” (if meaning is not univocal)?

* The threshold of experience as lived

* The soup kitchen of the unconscious

* To a house that polyvalence built
     (a tricky mistress with overlapping suitors)

* Murky rapids across homeworlds of understanding

* An existential train station where “we” is not the chosen vehicle but a question of destination

* The way of the dandelion

* A choice of context

* Back to the fork in the road: What makes a thing what it is?

Nausea

Somehow you manage to worm your way into the recesses of my gut,

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      s
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          g,

                goading,

                      meddling

                           like a jackhammer in jello.

I don’t know why I play with you any more.

One for the Hopper

Words as empty vessels make turn styles for deceit.

Wry Bred and Water (A Love Song)

I learned to be wry to survive as a child bit player
     in my family theater
     while you were bred on the rock
          of North Atlantic grit.

When we found each other’s hand
     on the coastline of alterity,
I discovered that we wry and bred
     could sustain each other
          in our journey home together.

“Let My Conscience Be Your Guide.”

A 1990s Ode at the Birth of Hegemony Cricket

Don’t slowly turn and walk away.
Break the silence.
Face the fear.
Stop the terror.
Speak the truth.
Embrace alterity.
Counter hegemony.

Something Old, Someone New

Despite the best in modern scientific resources, Humpty Dumpty has fallen and can't get up. His egg-shell exterior lays scattered in pieces across the post-familiar terrain. Once monitoring the world from a privileged position on the wall above, his fractured self is now openly subjected to the scrutiny of others below. Some of his supporters invest their considerable authority in futile efforts to put him back together again. Others cheer privately or publicly at his demise and fall.

Humpty can never be his old Self again -- despite the best of intentions.

Rule #1

Rules are made to be broken.