Twenty years ago today I met artist Paul Laffoley, on the occasion of his 69th birthday. To mark the anniversary, I am sharing a short essay I wrote for the first issue of Under/current: Enter the Bauhauroque
https://t.co/JleKutXYTB
Tune in to the singing tone poems of dial-up modems, Burroughsian cut-ups and the postures of emergent technologies, in part two of my ‘Writing After the End of Writing’ feature from 2015 on Tom McCarthy's Satin Island
https://t.co/CwZaQlmokt
Stimulating debates at the @ProgIntl 50th anniversary Congress on the New Economic Order.
This is more or less what I said, probably including a few things that I forgot to say
"I do not know what literature means to you outside of networking and grants. To me it means, first and foremost, an unwavering love for human beings and the sanctity of human life." https://t.co/AigMK4ddhh
People are predictably ignoring the point here. Mainstream rap today is undeniably the soundtrack of late capitalism, an empty barrage of product placements.
Mos Def made The Ecstatic, probably the best rap album of the last 15 years. He can say what he wants about the culture.
“But the reason we read books and listen to songs and look at paintings is to see the self in another self, or even to just see what other people are capable of creating.”
"A true reckoning with the radical implications of climate science—that nothing short of political revolution will prevent what amounts to genocide for large, mostly dark-skinned portions of humanity—has yet to come."
https://t.co/K4gCosVoJx
“The poorest fifth of the population are now much poorer [in the UK] than most of the poorest countries in central and eastern Europe,” says @MyStephanomics. “They would be better off in quite poor countries in the European Union.”