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“Just because your opponent bit the dust doesn’t mean
you won’t wind up on the ropes eating crow and spitting blood.”
………………………………..—Boris Platski, sub-prime boxing guruOde to Karl Marx
John ForbesOld father of the horrible bride whose
wedding cake has finally collapsed, youspoke the truth that doesn’t set us free—
it’s like a lever made of words no one’slearnt to operate. So the machine it once
connected to just accelerates & each newrapdance video’s a perfect image of this,
bodies going faster and faster, still dancingon the spot. At the moment tho’ this setup
works for me, being paid to sit & write &smoke, thumbing through Adorno like New Idea
on a cold working day in Ballarat, whereadult unemployment is 22% & all your grand
schemata of intricate cause and effectwork out like this: take a muscle car &
wire its accelerator to the floor, take outthe brakes, the gears the steering wheel
& let it rip. The dumbest tattooed hoon—mortal diamond hanging around the mall—
knows what happens next. It’s fun unlessyou’re strapped inside the car. I’m not,
but the dummies they use for testing are.///
